Chapter Seventy-Five: Blood Yuan Crystal Chapter Seventy-Five: Blood Yuan Crystal "No, no, no," An Lin'er was almost crazy "Little sister, if you want to be dishonest and yelling again, I want your brother to come with two more knives" Hexi Zhongmen snorted.
In an instant, An Lin'er was motionless, lost her soul, and only silently shed tears and whispered to herself: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry "Lin'er, I don't blame you," Chen Muhan whispered.
I really don't blame An Lin'er, she is kind-hearted.
An Lin'er is different from her and Ji Leng, An Lin'er is not a martial arts cultivator, and she doesn't know the horror of the powerhouses in the late stage of the Xuandi Realm, so she acts rashly and wants to commit suicide.
He who does not know is not guilty.
"Eleven knives, okay, then eleven knives" Su Ling spoke again, his voice was light and fluttering, he seemed to be a little weak, and he seemed to be a little indifferent, and his tone was incomprehensible.
"Hey, Su Lingjun is really happy" "But, while I stabbed myself, I also need to save myself, otherwise, I will die, you only want me to be seriously injured, you don't want my life, so, I can't die, right" Immediately after, Su Ling asked.
Hexi Zhongmen frowned suddenly, and he had a bad feeling.
But what Su Ling said was the truth.
Su Ling is a doctor, and everyone in the martial arts world knows about it.
He wants to save himself, and there is nothing wrong with that.
After all, it is Su Ling, who is also a human being, as long as it is a human being, it can't withstand eleven knives.
Eleven knives will kill people just because of bloodshed.
The task of Hexi Zhongmen is to take the living Su Ling back to the Scimitar Pavilion and hand it over to the Great Elder, and he can't take his life.
"Now let Su Ling stop now, he has already stabbed three times, he should have no combat effectiveness."
Hexi Zhongmen couldn't help but think of it, but he vetoed his idea again.
Three knives, not enough The other party is Su Ling, the god of death, three knives are not enough to ensure that he completely loses his combat effectiveness, and eleven knives can be 100% safe.
And if you want Su Ling to stab herself eleven times, he is not dead, it seems that he can only agree to save himself.
Take a deep breath.
Think again.
Hexi Zhongmen nodded in agreement.
"Shhhh Seeing Hexi Zhongmen nodding, Su Ling directly tore open his shirt.
Suddenly.
His muscular upper body was exposed to the air.
In fact, Su Ling didn't look very strong, but every inch of muscle was full of explosive power.
However, at this moment, the most eye-catching and dazzling thing is the three blood holes on the chest.
The blood was still flowing rapidly, and the three blood holes looked really terrifying An Lin'er and Chen Muhan both trembled their delicate bodies, and their clothes were wet with tears.
The two girls didn't know how to describe their feelings, they only knew that their hearts were very painful.
"Hurry up," said Hexi Zhongmen.
He was very cautious, knowing that it would be impossible for Su Ling to heal in a short period of time, but he still hoped that Su Ling's time to save himself would be shortened.
Su Ling didn't say anything, but took out a small bottle from the Desolate Dragon Ring.
The small bottle was only an inch tall and half an inch wide, and it contained blood-colored particles, each about the size of a sesame seed.
No one, including Hexi Zhongmen, knew what that blood-colored particle was But, I guess what kind of healing medicine it is Sure enough, in the next second, Su Ling poured out a little bit of blood-colored particles and covered them against the positions of his three blood holes Blood-colored particles smeared near the wounds in the three blood holes.
Visible to the naked eye, the wound began to smoke What's even more incredible is that soon, there was a burning near the wound.
It's fire True fire It's just that the color of the flame is blood.
Such a scene stimulates many tourists to pass out.
In ancient times, the feather scraped the bones to heal the wounds, and in front of him, this young man burned the flesh and blood to heal the wounds Moreover, Su Ling still had no expression on his face at this moment.
It's just that sweat is dripping down his forehead.
No one knows what kind of pain it is, but it hurts to live rather than die.
And Su Ling was stubbornly silent A proud, crazy man Tian Xiyao never thought that one day she would be so shocked, she admitted that her heart fluctuated again, the fluctuation was even greater, almost chaotic.
Her beautiful eyes just stared at Su Ling, she really wanted to see through Su Ling's deep black eyes what he was thinking in his heart, but unfortunately, she couldn't see through.
After a few breaths.
The three blood holes on Su Ling's chest no longer bled out, but became charred black.
The audience was silent.
Including Hexi Zhongmen, all quietly.
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However, no one noticed that the corners of Su Ling's mouth had a negligible hint of coldness What are the red particles Everyone thought it was just a hard fire to heal wounds and stop bleeding, but in fact, it was more than that.
Its name is Blood Element Crystal The Blood Yuan Crystal is something that is a hundred or a thousand times more precious than the Yuan Stone.
A small blood element crystal, as big as a sesame seed, not only has an amazing healing effect, but can also be directly absorbed by flesh and blood, replenishing enough blood qi and aura for flesh and blood, helping martial cultivators recover their injuries and even recover to their peak at lightning speed.
Su Ling only had one hundred and ten Blood Yuan Crystals, and if he wasn't forced to the place of life and death, he would never use them.
Because every blood element crystal is hard-won, it is a life-saving thing.
Each Blood Yuan Crystal seems to be small and pitiful, but in fact, it requires the essence blood of a powerful beast that has lived for at least fifty years to refine it.
These Blood Yuan Crystals were obtained by Su Ling after he worked desperately and risked his life to fight powerful beasts in the Amazon and then expended a lot of energy.
Behind each grain is a life-and-death battle
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