Yan Zhaoge looks at He Ying and his mind is divergent. For a moment, his attention doesn't know how far he has gone.

A picture keeps emerging, as if it is not far in the future.

Yan Zhao, the temporary part-time great devil, sings to Yan Laomo. He is domineering, extravagant and domineering. He does whatever he wants.

He robbed He Ying, a beautiful young female disciple from xueyunzong. He Ying, a young man in love with him, vowed to defeat Yan Laomo and save the kidnapped lover.

Youth used to waste firewood, but now because of fate, so open their own destiny Road, a dragon.

Although still very weak, but rapid growth, left secret script, right Shenbing, Xiandan in the waist, Grandpa hidden chest.

The young man goes all the way up and finally knocks over Yan Laomo to the ground and successfully holds the beauty back.

For a while, Yan Zhaoge, who had lost her mind, was back to her mind after a while. She looked up and down at He Ying strangely.

He Ying is not comfortable with Yan Zhaoge's eyes, though they don't have the slightest lust of lechery.

Luo Jinghao and others saw this, and their looks were also strange.

It's hard not to feel that you don't have a special idea for other people when you stare at them like this.

Looking at He Ying, Yan Zhaoge really wants to ask: "girl, do you have any childhood sweethearts who have been in love for many years? The old firewood is on the way of rising now?"

But he soon shook his head and laughed.

Some people and things in the past, now in retrospect, Yan Zhaoge doesn't care.

Even if there is a similar situation, Yan Zhaoge is very calm.

The idea of just now, however, I suddenly had a brain pumping and had some thoughts of joking and joking.

He smiled and waved his hand: "you go down and have a rest. There is nothing for you at present."

He Ying is inexplicable, but now she can't help but step back.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the Lord of Qinglong mountain and Lei mingzong, and said quietly, "you have done a good job."

"You're welcome," he said

At this time, Yan Zhaoge gave them more profound feelings.

They dare not say anything more, but their hearts are blazing.

When Qingniao arrived at the Yuliang snow mountain, he stayed. He let the people of xueyunzong stop thinking and let Luo Jinghao and Luo Jinghao firmly believe that yanzhaoge has the ability to purify the blood of monsters.

If not, how could the green bird, even though it was defeated by Yan Zhaoge, have taken the initiative to stay?

The blood of Qinglong mountain clan belongs to the hybrid blood descendant of real dragon, and the blood of lion dragon of leiming clan is also not pure.

If we can purify and cultivate the demon blood, it will play a vital role in the inheritance of their whole clan.

It's not only the current strength improvement, but also the long-term impact, the future generations of fuze.

In particular, Luo Jinghao and other martial arts masters of Qinglong mountain are even more enthusiastic, because they can be sure that even though Yan Zhaoge is unable to improve the blood vessels of Qinglong, he has the power of true dragon blood essence.

Yan Zhaoge knows what they think, but doesn't mind.

Yan Zhaoge also has a deeper understanding of the cultivation of demon blood warrior these days.

"Purification of blood is not the only idea and vision of people in this era." Yan Zhaoge lightly said: "as early as before the great disillusionment, someone has put forward ideas."

"After all, it's quite difficult for many pure blood animals to breed on their own."

Yan Zhaoge's voice is understated, but it sounds like fenglun's voice in the ears of Luo Jinghao and others.

Their eyes immediately became ardent, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, so they had to look at Yan Zhaoge uneasily.

Yan Zhaoge continued: "before the great disillusionment, there was an ancient method, called jingling flying skill, which can purify the blood of monsters and animals and improve them."

He glanced at Luo Jinghao and others: "I got this method by accident..."

Luo Jinghao and Lei mingzong hold their breath at the same time.

When they heard the six words "the skill of pure spirit rising", their hearts really had a bottom.

After the great disillusionment, the demons and blood warriors of the floating world struggled to explore and move forward. Although there were few relics before the great disillusionment and few suitable for the demons and blood warriors, the demons and blood warriors were also trying to explore various relics and find useful things.

Among them, the name and legend of Jingling's flying skill naturally attracted the attention of the warriors in the floating world.

Because the effect in the rumor is too important for the cultivation of the demon blood warrior.

Unfortunately, a great disillusionment, the specific method of Jingling's flying skill is lost, and the legend remains empty, which makes the warriors in the floating world regret.

The skill of purifying spirit and flying up can not guarantee the success absolutely. The effect of improving depends on the specific situation.

But even so, has let Luo Jinghao and others salivate.

"For the demon blood warrior, if you want to improve the demon blood refined into the body, first you need to have enough original demon blood for backup, then use secret method to guide, make new blood change, and then make new blood and old blood integrate."

"If it's a monster, just try to upgrade."

When Yan Zhaoge said this, he stopped talking and said, "how does the new blood and the old blood blend? You can figure out a rule for yourself."

Luo Jinghao and others are ticklish and hard to scratch, but they can only retreat first.

After they left, Xu Feiyan said: "we will eventually return to the eight polar world. According to Zhao Ge, it seems that we need to help Xuehe sect. If jingling flying skill is provided to the demon blood warrior here, it may not be beneficial to the situation of Xuehe sect."

"Even if the keel chain is in hand, Xuehe sect is at risk of being outnumbered by others. Qinglongshan sect may even hope Xuehe sect is unlucky."

Xu Fei frowned a little: "do you want to give master Su the skill of Jingling flying to keep and master, so as to restrict the demon blood warrior? But we need to be careful to bear the blame, become a public enemy, and trigger the siege of demon blood warriors. "

"The benefit of Jingling's flying skill is too great. If it's not guaranteed, some people will take risks. Even the former enemies will put down their hatred temporarily and cooperate with each other."

Xu Fei has some worries: "in the next decade, the channel of cross Tianhong to connect the two worlds may not be opened."

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "elder martial brother Xu, your consideration is not unreasonable, but don't underestimate aunt Yun. She has a good command of dealing with the demon blood warrior."

"Although we are going to leave, I will not leave a mess for Aunt Yun."

Xu Fei nodded, "you know what you want."

Yan Zhaoge turns around and suddenly sees Feng Yunsheng looking at himself.

Seeing himself, Feng Yunsheng takes back his eyes slightly embarrassed.

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "why, I have flowers on my face?"

Feng Yunsheng shakes his head. After hesitation, he does not open his mouth, but transmits sound with vigorous Qi.

Her voice rang in Yan Zhaoge's ear: "elder martial brother Yan, it may be rude to say that, but I look at you, sometimes I have a very special feeling."

"Feeling, you seem to be out of place with the surrounding, even if the surrounding people are noisy, you also talk with people very happily, but there is always a sense of alienation and separation, as if you are in two different worlds, different from us and everyone else."