Blue and White Society

  Chapter 645 Dragon Blood Crystal

  Adams was nailed to the ground just like that, dying with regret.

  The eight hundred dead men looked terrified and did not dare to act rashly.

   On the contrary, Mo Zhigen is more calm, because he really has no interest in Mo Qiong at all.

   Seeing Mo Qiong looking over, Mo Zhigen smiled slightly, stroked his chest with his right hand, and saluted.

  Mo Poor withdrew his attention, pulled out Adams' best metal, and restrained his thoughts into a ball, only the size of a grapefruit.

   Inside the best ball, the word 'poor' floated out from the inner wall of the best metal as the landing point.

  Mo Poor began to transfer the dragon's blood into the best ball, and saw that the liquid that hit the black wall this time no longer floated into the sky, but disappeared.

  As for the ones in the sky, because they float slowly, you can ignore them for the time being. When they fall, Mo Poor will just sweep them into the best ball.

   So, tens of minutes later, the river had dried up, and only the golden blood remained in the river bed.

  The Yellow River itself has stopped flowing, because the upper reaches, Gou Ye and Jiang Long, plus dozens of dragon blood warriors, forcibly changed the direction of the upper reaches, so that no water flows through the heart.

  So the downstream where Mo Poor is located is purely a torrent of dragon blood, which is still flowing.

   "The dragon's blood is gone..." Mo Zhigen saw everything in his eyes, so naturally he couldn't see the way.

  I just felt that the black wall suddenly became like a dark hole, melting everything into it.

  Mo Zhigen once suspected, could it be the heaven over there?

   For a moment, he wanted to rush up and give his life, but after all, he just thought about it. Adams' bones were still cold, and he knew very well that it was impossible for him to get close to it.

  Adams killed himself to make an example of the monkeys. Back and forth, he did almost all the things he didn't want Mo Zhigen to do in advance.

   In front of him, serve as a negative teaching material.

  Once Mo Zhigen had any thoughts, he couldn't help but see Adams' sad face in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

   About half an hour later, the dragon's blood was almost drained, and Mo Qiong won every step, pushing the black wall and walking along the river.

  Everywhere they passed, from dragon blood to animals, and even some soil, they disappeared inch by inch.

  They were supposed to squeeze past the edge of the wall like a fluid, but unfortunately, the moment they squeezed past, they were shot into the best ball.

  The best ball in the air is getting heavier and heavier.

  But on the surface, it can't be seen, because Mo Poor has already thrown it upwards, and the speed is extremely slow.

   It has been almost two hours now, and it has only floated up more than ten meters.

   Therefore, no one can see that such a black ball suspended in the air, once it falls at this moment, it is enough to smash a hole in the earth and sink deep into the center of the earth!

   "Hey, hey, don't go far away, you have to cover me, or if you leave, my fake death will become real." Adams lay on the ground, pursed his mouth, and said in his mind while being stiff.

   "How about I secretly take your Nascent Soul?" Mo Qiong smiled.

  Adams said speechlessly: "You are poisonous, smash that ball down, and I will let the dead man take the opportunity to take my corpse away."

   As soon as Mo Poor thought, he saw the black ball crashing down in midair.

  It’s just a free fall, like a missile, smashing out a cloud of flying dust.

   "Boom!"

  The horses of the cavalry were startled in an instant. Looking at the rising small mushroom cloud, they wondered what Hei Di was going to do again.

   "Quack quack!"

  After falling, the black ball did not stop, it continued to drill underground.

The thick earth is extremely fragile in front of this small black ball at this moment, a small, hard, and heavy ball, its pressure on the ground is extremely terrifying, like an overweight needle stuck on the concrete floor .

   "Quack...boom! Puff puff..." All kinds of strange sounds came from the ground, and it could be heard that it gradually sank, getting deeper and deeper.

"what?"

   When Mo Zhigen withdrew his attention from the ball, he found that the eight hundred dead soldiers ran away with Adams' body.

   "Forget it, let's stop chasing them. I understand that they won't be able to fight back to the city again." Mo Zhigen said.

  However, one of the commanders under his command said: "King Khan, that man...that man's arm has absorbed dragon's blood before."

  Mo Zhigen woke up suddenly, as if yes, no wonder the group of dead men wanted to take away the corpse as well, there might be dragon blood left on the corpse.

  Although Mo Poor didn't respond to this, it showed the absurdity of this idea.

  But it’s not even, how about a little bit? He was curious about the effect of dragon blood.

   "Chasing! Take the corpse back for me." Mo Zhigen ordered in a low voice, looked at Mo Poor who ignored him, and thought that there was nothing to see here, so he immediately led the army to pursue him.

  Mo Poor watched the large army go after Adams, leaving only a few scouts, and immediately speeded up the collection.

  As the dragon's blood became less and less, Mo Poor advanced faster and faster.

   Soon, he rushed to the bottom of the dragon's heart, and at this moment, the dragon's blood was completely drained, and the dried up heart was dim, dry and useless, almost an empty shell.

  But even if it is an empty shell, it is still very heavy, because there is still dragon meat...

   Inside the dragon heart, many snakes, insects, rats and ants have bitten out of their nests and small nests.

  Mo Poor saw a 30-foot-long giant snake dwelling in the dragon's flesh, and there were countless snake sloughs beside it.

  Ants and springtails accounted for half of the country, and most of the rest were rodents.

  Giant beasts killed each other, and Mo Poor discovered that these dragon blood animals were much more powerful than dragon blood people.

  Many body structures have changed, with dragon scales, dragon horns and other parts appearing.

   "I didn't have it before, is it because I ate dragon meat?" He didn't want to care about this for the time being, and he just saved some samples for research later.

  I saw Mo Poor turning the black wall into a giant blade, first leaping to the top of the dragon's heart, then accelerating in the opposite direction, and slashing down fiercely.

  A large piece of flesh at the tip of the dragon heart fell off, as if the mountain had been cut off.

  The huge dragon meat that was cut off disappeared immediately with a brush.

  In the eyes of onlookers, it was as if Mo Poor's knife had chopped off a piece of the dragon's heart.

   "My strength can reach a thousand tons under accelerated conditions, and it is even more difficult to estimate when it explodes instantly." Mo Poor realized his own strength and continued to slash the dragon's heart frantically.

  He lifted into the air one after another, and jumped and slashed one after another. The black blade was like making noodles, breaking down the dragon's heart piece by piece, and the chopped parts were sent directly into the best ball.

  However, he soon discovered the disadvantage of strong physical fitness, that is, extremely poor endurance.

  Mo Poor felt that he would not be able to sustain high-intensity exercise for more than ten seconds. He burst out with maximum strength in an instant, and even felt weak in five seconds.

   This made him have to drink some dragon's blood to supplement every once in a while.

  The Mongolian army scouts observing from a distance couldn't see that Mo Qiong was weak. They only knew that the small figure in the sky was slashing with a huge black blade, forcibly leveling a 'mountain'.

   It's over, except for more than a dozen dragon blood ponds, and a little scattered dragon meat.

   Mo Poor spent four hours before and after, and finally leveled the mountain.

   This is not the few 100-meter peaks that were created when the poor stone was made. The dragon's heart is a monster four thousand meters high and five kilometers long. If the dragon's heart is destroyed, Mo Qiong is equivalent to leveling the entire Yandang Mountain.

   At this time, the manpower transferred from all over the place finally arrived and began to clean up the remaining mess.

  For example, in these dragon blood ponds, there are about 300 tons of dragon blood in total, which is enough for everyone to maintain a high-energy life state with low consumption for a period of time.

   There are also scattered dragon meat, about 80 tons, which should be enough for research.

  Including some animals that were not shot away with the mountain, Mo Poor also kept some.

  The Mongolian army scouts saw a group of people 'picking up treasures' there, but Hei Di didn't care about it at all, and was immediately surprised.

   Have a bold heart and say, can these be picked up? So I also wanted to get up to pick it up, but was blown away by a burst of energy from the ground.

  The best ball was opened by Mo Poor, and the energy inside was shot into the sky by his hand, and what sent the scouts flying was only a small amount of spreading vibration.

  However, Mo Poor still felt strange.

   "Huh? There are so few?" After making poor stones so many times, Mo Qiong knows how long it will take to release the energy.

  But this time, it was just a little venting, and the high-pressure matter in the best ball stabilized.

   "The less energy released, the more energy is contained in the matter that remains."

  Mo Poor knew this very well, he immediately jumped back to the ground with the best ball to check what was left inside.

  I saw a golden irregular crystal lying in the best ball. This crystal is very similar to poor stone, but it is different, with strong energy radiation on it.

   "No, unlike Qiongshi, this thing has radiation..." Mo Qiong quickly sealed the best ball again, thinking about studying it later.

  Looking at the Mongolian army scouts, they ran away on horseback one by one, planning to report to Mo Zhigen.

   In this regard, Mo Poor immediately rushed to subdue them and sealed their memories.

   Just kidding, I managed to fool more than 10,000 people in the past, don't be spoiled by these few people.

   Let Mo Zhigen always think that the gods in the world don't care about the world.

  Hei Di's character design is still very dogmatic.

  …

   p.s: Sorry.

  (end of this chapter)