Chapter 943 Master, help me!

"Master, save me!"

"Aunt, save me!"

"Miss Qingqing, save me!"

"..."

Accompanied by the cries and screams of Shu Miaozi, two days passed in a flash.

Although even the dragon spirits in the ascended realm do not have much real dragon blood in their bodies, a little bit adds up to a lot. Thanks to Shu Miaozi's selfless dedication, almost all the dragon spirits in each area were attracted by Shu Miaozi. Along the way, the harvest was naturally not small, and they were getting closer and closer to Jiao Qingqing's small goal.

At this time.

The real dragon blood in her hand has increased from less than half a drop to five drops now!

This is a record that has never been seen in the history of Shi Luohai!

She thinks that if the old Jiao knew this news, he might be so happy that he could live another year or two.

Of course.

The cost of doing this is not small. At least in the places where Gu Han passed by, there may be no more dragon spirits in the future.

Gu Han naturally doesn't care.

Since this kind of place can only be visited once, if it is not plucked bald, is it possible to leave it to others?

"Stop after this one."

Looking at the sapling that was drooping and could no longer stand up, the great devil Gu touched its head, his tone became more gentle, his movements became more gentle, and he made a promise to it.

It was not a remorse.

But now, several people are about to enter the depths of Longyuan Lake. The dragon spirits there have already reached the strength of the Free Realm. If they are lucky, they can even see the dragon spirits of the Free Realm. If they use the saplings as bait...it's not fishing, it's feeding.

"Mr. Gu, you have to be careful."

Jiao Qingqing was not overwhelmed by the huge harvest, and carefully reminded: "The deeper we go, the smaller the range, and the greater the chance of us meeting others."

Feng Xi didn't speak, and a hint of fighting spirit flashed in her eyes.

"I wish I could do that."

Gu Han smiled, and continued to cultivate his sword with one mind.

...

As Gu Han went deeper, the others naturally went deeper, but compared to the confidence when they first came in, they were not in such a good mood at this time.

The reason is very simple.

No harvest!

There are only so many dragon spirits.

Gu Han took most of them, and the rest of the people got very few. Even though they had made various plans to capture dragon spirits before they came, compared with the saplings... it can't be said that they were completely ineffective, but they were not very useful.

...

Boom!

Jiao Ji waved his hand and crushed a dragon spirit that he had finally found, but there was no joy on his face, and he looked a little gloomy.

Obviously well prepared.

But along the way, they met very few dragon spirits.

Even though the group tried their best, the dragon blood they got now was less than one drop, which was much worse than expected!

"It doesn't matter."

Xiao Ran said lightly: "Since there is no harvest here, let's continue to go deeper. According to what you said, there are fewer dragon spirits there, but as long as we can find one, it will be enough to match the current dozens or even dozens of dragon spirits."

What he cared about was not the dragon blood, but Gu Han.

The sooner they met, the sooner they could solve the problem.

...

Compared to the Gray Jiao Clan. The harvest of the Xuan Jiao clan was much better. With the support of Jiao Gan's tyrannical strength and the cooperation of many clan members, he now had more than one drop of dragon blood in his hand.

"Not enough!"

"Go inside!"

He was naturally not satisfied with this harvest.

He delayed for a hundred years without breaking through, and the price he paid was not small. He had set a goal before coming, at least five drops of dragon blood, otherwise it would not be worth the hundred years he spent!

"Young master."

A clan member hesitated: "According to the current situation, five drops are probably..."

"It doesn't matter."

Jiao Gan said lightly: "If you want dragon blood, you don't have to look for it on Long Ling!"

"Yes!"

Everyone naturally understood what he meant and followed him.

...

"Brother, this is too little!"

"The method we prepared is good, but without Long Ling... it can't be used at all!"

"Is it bad luck?"

"..."

At the same time, in another place, Long Er, Long Si, and Long Wu were complaining to Long Da.

Before coming. They also secretly set a small goal.

Starting from ten drops!

But now... they tried their best, but they could only barely collect one drop of dragon blood, and they divided it equally among four people, which was almost like no harvest, which was horrible.

"Brother!"

Long Er seemed to have thought of something, his eyes turned cold, "We don't have it, but others have it! For example... Silver Dragon Palace! Although they may not be able to get much dragon blood, a little bit adds up to a lot, we must not let them go, and we can also avenge our third brother by the way, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone!"

"It's not robbing."

Long Da shook his head, "It's tribute!"

"Among the six tribes in Shiluohai, my Dragon Palace is the only one!"

"Not only the Silver Dragon Palace, but the other families must also pay tribute to us!"

His cultivation is at the eighth level of the Free Realm, and with the help of a large group of tribesmen, he is naturally very confident.

"Brother is wise!"

"The eldest prince is wise!"

With waves of flattery, the fish dragon tribe also rushed to the depths of the swamp.

…

In front of a lake, Jiao Yu closed his eyes slightly, reached into the water with one hand, and gently opened the black scales on his temples. A large amount of transparent mist continued to pour out, turning into small pythons about an inch long, which merged into the lake silently, and ripples appeared, spreading to a very far distance in an instant.

At this time,

A violent aura rose from not far away, accompanied by a sharp whistle, and a sturdy dragon spirit with a cultivation level comparable to that of a peak Ascension Realm cultivator suddenly jumped out of the water and bit her ferociously!

However.

Halfway through the flight, the dragon spirit trembled, collapsed instantly, and turned into a wisp of real dragon blood, falling in front of her.

"Huh..."

She exhaled a foul breath, looking very angry.

Originally, she was good at using poison, and in this water-filled Longyuan Lake, it was the most suitable place to exert her ability. She didn't have to search for it like other people. As long as she released the poison, those dragon spirits would be forced out no matter how secretly they were hidden, but now... with this dragon spirit, it was still a little short of a complete drop of real dragon blood.

This made her very frustrated.

There was also a kind of helplessness that heroes had no place to use their skills, and clever women could not cook without rice.

"What's going on? Why are there so few dragon spirits!"

"Could it be that they were all captured by others?"

"How is that possible? Everyone knows the details of the tribes. Who would have such a great ability?"

"Could it be that something unexpected happened here that we don't know about?"

"..."

The tribesmen were talking about it, and there were all kinds of speculations.

Roar!

At this time.

A faint roar came from the distant sky.

"It's a dragon spirit!"