Inside the room.

The lights are bright.

The room arranged by Chang Cai is good and all facilities are basically complete.

Regarding this.

Shen Changqing didn't pay too much attention.

Until now, he has been thinking about how to deal with the evil spirit in Fengqiu Mountain.

"As long as I enter Fengqiu Mountain, the evil spirit will not come out. But if I don't enter Fengqiu Mountain, judging from the current situation of warriors in Qutai County, there is no chance of survival if attacked by that evil spirit.

Moreover, the terrain of Fengqiu Mountain is too big.

If there is any movement, it would be difficult for me to rush there immediately."

Fengqiu Mountain's huge terrain is the biggest problem.

If it were a small mountain, there wouldn't be such hidden dangers.

Fengqiu Mountain is huge.

This shows that if something really happened, just rushing there would take a certain amount of time.

In front of the desk.

Shen Changqing fell into deep thought.

He is thinking.

The evil spirits in Fengqiu Mountain must be dealt with.

The problem now is.

How can we get rid of that evil spirit?

etc!

Suddenly, an idea came into his mind.

Immediately afterwards.

Shen Changqing saw Shen Changqing stretching out a finger. When his thoughts came to his mind, the flesh and blood on his finger separated, and a drop of golden blood dripped from the wound.

Blood falls.

Tiankui, who was sleeping peacefully on the desk, suddenly became excited.

only.

Without permission, it would not dare to snatch blood and devour it.

When the blood doesn't fall to the ground.

Shen Changqing used his true energy to absorb it and force the dripping blood to stay an inch above his palm.

Golden blood.

It's like time has stopped, standing still.

but.

But there is a powerful power that emanates from the blood.

Look at the blood.

His face was calm.

"Since my physical body system officially broke through to the peak of Grandmaster, my blood has been further enhanced. Just a drop of blood can suppress warriors below the innate level without any problem.

Even ordinary innate-level monsters or resentment-level monsters are quite a threat.

But the monster in Fengqiu Mountain is not an ordinary monster. If you want to deal with it just by relying on my blood, it is still a little bit worse."

Shen Changqing thought of it immediately.

It means dividing your own blood and letting others carry it into the mountains.

Wait until the evil spirit appears.

Just use blood to suppress it.

No matter how bad it is.

You can also use blood to delay for a period of time, allowing you to arrive in time.

only.

Although a single blood is powerful.

But it is obviously impossible to really deal with the evil spirit in Fengqiu Mountain.

Don't say anything else.

Monsters are not dead things.

Even if he is really afraid of the threat of blood, he will run away as soon as possible. There is no possibility of staying there and being suppressed by himself.

Think of this.

Shen Changqing casually threw the drop of blood in his palm to Tiankui to swallow.

It's worth saying.

Although the blood is strong.

But when it fell into Tiankui's mouth, nothing strange happened.

The powerful blood power of ferocious beasts is innate.

Even though Tiankui is still young, he is still qualified to swallow such powerful blood to nourish himself.

After swallowing the blood.

Tiankui, who was like a fluffy puppy, lay down again and fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Changqing ignored it and was thinking about other things.

It didn't take long.

He sat still, his eyes slightly closed.

All of the mind is in the physical body.

One breath!

Two breaths!

After a few breaths.

Shen Changqing suddenly opened his eyes, the skin of his finger cracked again, and a drop of golden blood exuding infinite power was forced out of the wound.

With the appearance of blood.

The aura on his body also seemed to be a little sluggish.

Tian Kui, who was sleeping soundly on the desk, woke up from his deep sleep as if he felt some terrible threat.

"Woo!"

It looked at the drop of golden blood, with desire and fear in its big round eyes.

That drop of blood.

The blood instinct is telling Tiankui that if he can swallow it, it will be of great benefit to himself.

but.

The instinct of blood is telling it again.

In his current state, he cannot bear the power of that drop of blood.

He ignored Tiankui's strange behavior.

Shen Changqing looked at the golden blood in his palm, and his expression became solemn.

This time.

The blood he forced out was not comparable to ordinary blood, but real blood essence.

Anyone.

Even if he is an extremely powerful master.

In the physical body, the amount of essence and blood that can be possessed is limited.

Every drop of essence and blood lost requires a certain amount of time to be recuperated and replenished.

Therefore.

The essence and blood of the strong often possess great power.

The power of this drop of blood in Shen Changqing's palm is no longer comparable to that of the previous blood.
To be continued...