Few breaths are not allowed.

The flesh and blood disappeared, and replaced by a blood-colored ball staying quietly there.

The palm disappears.

The blood-colored ball was taken away.

On the other side.

Luohu stood in the void, looked at the blood-colored ball in front of him, and swallowed it in one bite.

Blood pill falls into the belly.

The immortal sword energy surrounding him seemed to weaken a little.

only.

The sword energy left by the innate treasure stayed there and constantly destroyed the body, and then was automatically healed and repaired by the power of the body.

The whole process.

It seems like he is in a vicious cycle.

"The blood pill of the third level of true immortals is still a little worse. If a Taoist fruit can be refined into a blood pill, I will definitely be able to recover from my former peak, or even exceed the possibility!"

Luohu's eyes burst out with a cold light, and he immediately disappeared again.

He also knew that his thoughts were really just ideas.

It is not easy to kill a Taoist fruit. If you refine the Taoist fruit into a blood pill, the difficulty will be even greater.

The blood pill of the third level of true immortals is a little worse now, but at least it can be supplemented, it is better than nothing.

The divine thought swept across.
Chapter completed!