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"Dragon burial nails!"

"I'll see how hard you are to refine!"

It's the secret of refining and exploding the dragon.

This way.

Lu Zixuan read the secret, all firmly engraved in his mind, took out the Dragon burial nail.

"Dragon burial nails are treasures of the soul. If you want to refine them, you need to use the power of the soul to hook them."

"Moreover, even if I use the system and use the exchange value to accumulate, it is difficult to refine."

"We can only follow the steps in the secret of refining and burying dragon nails step by step."

Dragon burial nail is a special treasure.

Even if Lu Zixuan had the system, he could not refine it in an instant.

"Refining!"

"Seal!"

Lu Zixuan was buried in front of him.

At the same time, Lu Zixuan was so absorbed that he didn't dare to be careless.

He carefully urged his own soul power, with the power of the soul in the condensation of a road mark, in the direction of the Dragon nail into the burial.

"Buzz..."

The imprints are condensed by Lu Zixuan according to the secret.

Those marks, once condensed, immediately integrated into the Dragon burial nails, making the Dragon burial nails make a slight buzzing sound.

The dragon carved on it seems to have come to life. It's very strange to swim on it.

"The day dog's, how can consume so big?"

"When will it end?"

One after another, Lu Zixuan kept condensing.

With each mark integrated into the Dragon burial nails, the connection between Lu Zixuan and the Dragon burial nails increased by one point.

However.

Condensation of those marks, the need for the power of the soul is too terrible, let Lu Zixuan began to slowly some unbearable.

His soul points will burst out when he opens and kills monsters. He has accumulated a lot of soul points.

But now.

His accumulated soul points are rapidly decreasing.

In less than ten minutes, his soul point consumed 80% of the total.

"Go on!"

"Dragon burial nails are so powerful, I have to refine them!"

Lu Zixuan clenched his teeth, regardless of the rapid reduction of soul points, continued to urge the power of the soul, in the rapid condensation of a road mark.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

More and more imprints are integrated. The dragon carved on the Dragon burying nail is finally manifested from the Dragon burying nail, coiled around the Dragon burying nail and flying fast.

"Chant

Finally.

Just when Lu Zixuan's soul point was just a little close to the bottom, a dragon chant came from the Dragon nail burial.

Then.

The Dragon burial nail, wrapped by the dragon, Shua, flew towards the forehead of Zixuan, and fell into it.

However.

But the Dragon nail did not cause any damage to Lu Zixuan. It blended into the sea of Lu Zixuan's soul and circled in it like a ferocious black dragon.

"Crouching trough, it's a success at last!"

"If I don't succeed, I will be really tired to death."

Lu Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was sweating heavily, his face was pale, his head was buzzing, and he felt dizzy.

The soul power consumption is too much, compared with the immortal power consumption, the consequences are even more serious, let Lu Zixuan feel the whole person is not good.

"Recover first, and then go to see the body of the Dragon strongman."

He took out a few pills that could restore the power of the soul and sat here slowly recovering.

At the same time.

He also took out pieces of Shura stone in his hand to absorb and refine, hoping to promote his killing point as soon as possible.

It is very difficult to recover the loss of soul power.

However.

There are pills in, let Lu Zixuan in more than half an hour, the power of the soul finally returned to normal level.

Soon. Lu Zixuan got up and looked at the blood lake not far away. His eyes fell firmly in front of the Dragon strongman's corpse. He said with a smile: "the Dragon strongman's corpse is a rare good thing, and there is a lot of blood in the Dragon strongman's corpse. Just the blood, you can charge the blood sarcophagus to a very terrible point!"

Lu Zixuan strode toward the blood lake.

He switched to the immortal blood god body, and began to use the northern underworld magic power to absorb and devour the blood mist floating around.

Before, there were many blood mists in the bloody abyss, and all those blood mists escaped from here.

The blood fog in the bloody abyss is completely different from the blood fog here.

And.

The blood fog here contains more power and more purity.Even.

There is also a trace of dragon blood. With the absorption and phagocytosis of Beiming magic power, Lu Zixuan's heavenly blood concentration is slowly increasing.

"The body of the Dragon strongman, brother is here!"

"Blood is used to recharge energy, and also to absorb and improve one's own heavenly blood."

"The body is used to roast and eat, and the scales are used to forge treasures."

"Ha ha ha, this is a treasure house!"

Lu Zixuan keeps close to the blood lake.

The excitement on his face made him feel the strong power of the dragon's corpse, which made his mind tremble.

This trembling is not because of fear, but because of excessive excitement and excitement.

"Shua!"

"Beiming magic skill, absorb a wave first!"

"Blood Sarcophagus, let me absorb it."

Before and after he came to the blood lake, Lu Zixuan's body flashed and flew directly to the head of the dragon.

With a look of ecstasy, he opened the bloody sarcophagus and threw it into the blood lake, so that the bloody sarcophagus could absorb the blood and recharge.

His hands, on one of the Dragon horns, urged the northern underworld to absorb the power from the corpse of the Dragon strongman.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The corpse of the dragon's strongman contains a lot of power, and the blood is flowing and surging.

Right now.

Lu Zixuan's two palms, like two black holes, exude a terrifying suction, which makes the power of the dragon's strong corpse converge madly.

All of a sudden.

The wind is roaring around and the power is rising. This is because the power contained in the corpse of the Dragon strongman is quickly sucked away.

Those forces, too great.

With Lu Zixuan as the center, a huge energy vortex is formed.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host Lu Zixuan, who has won 10000 Xianli points."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to Lu Zixuan for getting 20000 points."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host 'Lu Zixuan'. The concentration of Tiandao blood increased by 0.00001%."

"Ding!"

……

The system sounds.

Lu Zixuan's Xianli point is soaring rapidly. It's like sitting on a rocket. It's rubbing up and improving rapidly. That kind of speed makes people feel terrible when they see it.

The concentration of Tiandao blood is also increasing.

"Cool

"It's so cool, I want to break through, I want to upgrade!"

"Beiming magic power, open it to me with all your strength!"

Feeling the rapid improvement of his own strength, Lu Zixuan laughed wildly.

With the improvement of his strength.

Although he didn't specially refine those powers, he was also transforming himself, making his immortal power point soar. Strength, constantly close to the second-order king.

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