Chapter 645 Dragon Blood Crystal

Adams was nailed to the ground like this, and died with his eyes wide open.

The eight hundred warriors looked terrified and dared not move rashly.

On the contrary, Morigen was more calm, because he really had no interest in Moqiong at all.

Seeing Moqiong looking at him, Morigen smiled slightly, put his right hand on his chest, and saluted.

Moqiong retracted his attention, pulled out Adams's Best Metal, and restrained his mind into a ball, which was only the size of a grapefruit.

And inside the Best Ball, a word "Qiong" floated out from the inner wall of the Best Metal itself as the landing point.

Moqiong began to transfer the dragon blood into the Best Ball, and saw that this time the liquid that hit the black wall no longer floated into the sky, but disappeared directly.

As for those in the sky, because they floated slowly, they could be ignored for the time being. When they fell, Moqiong would sweep them into the Best Ball.

In this way, after dozens of minutes, the river water had dried up, and only the golden blood was left in the riverbed.

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

So the downstream where Mo Qiong is located is purely a torrent formed by dragon blood, which is still rolling.

"The dragon blood is gone..." Morigen saw everything, and naturally couldn't see the way.

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

Morigen once suspected that it was the heaven over there?

For a moment, he wanted to rush up and sacrifice himself, but it was just a thought after all. Adams's body was still warm, and he knew very well that he could not get close to there at all.

Adams killed himself to warn the monkey, and almost did everything he didn't want Morigen to do in advance.

In front of him, he served as a negative example.

Once Morigen had any thoughts, he couldn't help but think of Adams's regretful face with his eyes open in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.

About half an hour later, the dragon blood was almost drained, and Mo Qiong won step by step, pushing the black wall forward along the river.

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

They should have squeezed through the edge of the wall like a fluid, but unfortunately, the moment they squeezed through, they were shot into the Best Ball.

The Best Ball in the air became heavier and heavier.

But on the surface, it was not visible, because Mo Qiong had already thrown it up, and the speed was extremely slow.

So now it has been almost two hours, 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, is enough to smash a hole in the earth and sink deeply into the center of the earth!

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

"Or I can secretly take your Yuanying?" Mo Qiong smiled.

Adams said speechlessly: "You are poisonous, right? Smash that ball down, and I will let the dead soldiers take my body away."

Mo Qiong thought, and saw the black ball in the air crashing down.

It was just a free fall, like a missile, smashing out a flying dust.

"Boom!"

The cavalry's horses were instantly startled, looking at the small mushroom cloud rising up, wondering what the Black Emperor was going to do next.

"Gaga!"

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

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

"Gaga...Boom! Puff puff puff..." Various strange sounds came from the ground, and it could be heard that it was gradually sinking and getting deeper and deeper.

"Huh?"

When Morigen's attention was withdrawn from the ball, he found that the eight hundred dead soldiers had run away with Adams' body.

"Forget it, let's not chase them. I don't think they can kill their way back to the city." Morigen said.

However, one of his centurions said, "Khan, that man... that man's arm had absorbed dragon blood before."

Morigen suddenly woke up. It seemed so. No wonder these dead soldiers took the body away. There might be dragon blood left on the body.

Although Mo Qiong did not react to this, it showed the absurdity of this idea.

But who knows, there is a little bit? He was very curious about the effect of dragon blood.

"Chase! Get the body back for me." Morigen ordered in a low voice. He looked at Mo Qiong who was indifferent to him. Thinking that there was nothing to see here, he immediately led the army to chase.

Mo Qiong watched the large army chasing Adams, leaving only a few scouts, and immediately accelerated the collection speed.

As the dragon blood became less and less, Mo Qiong's speed of advancement became faster and faster.

Soon, he rushed to the bottom of the dragon's heart, and at this moment, the dragon's blood had completely drained away. The dried heart was dull, dry, and numb, almost an empty shell.

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

Inside the dragon's heart, many snakes, insects, rats and ants had bitten out nests and small nests.

Mo Qiong saw a thirty-foot giant snake living in the dragon's meat, and there were countless snake skins beside it.

Ants and springtails occupied half of the territory, and most of the rest were rodents.

The giant beasts killed each other, and Mo Qiong found that these dragon blood animals were much more powerful than dragon blood people.

Many parts of the body have changed, with dragon scales and horns appearing.

"Is it because I ate dragon meat that didn't exist before?" He didn't want to care about this for now, and would just keep some samples for research later.

Mo Qiong turned the black wall into a giant blade, first jumped to the top of the dragon's heart, then accelerated in the opposite direction and chopped it down fiercely.

A large piece of muscle at the tip of the dragon's heart fell off, as if a mountain had been cut off.

And the huge dragon meat that was cut off disappeared in a flash.

In the eyes of the onlookers, it was as if Mo Qiong had cut off a piece of the dragon's heart with this knife.

"My strength can reach a thousand tons under acceleration, and it is even more difficult to estimate the instantaneous burst." Mo Qiong felt his own strength and continued to chop the dragon's heart frantically.

He rose into the air one after another, jumped and chopped one after another, and the black blade was like making knife-cut noodles, breaking up the dragon's heart piece by piece, and the chopped part was directly sent into the Best Ball.

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

Mo Qiong felt that he could not maintain high-intensity exercise for more than ten seconds. He would burst out with maximum strength in an instant, and even feel weak all over in five seconds.

This made him drink some dragon blood every once in a while.

The Mongolian scouts who were observing from a distance could not see that Mo Qiong was weak. They only knew that the small figure in the sky, swinging the huge black blade, flattened a "mountain".

It was over, except for a dozen dragon blood ponds and a little scattered dragon meat.

Mo Qiong spent four hours before and after, and finally flattened the mountain.

This is not the hundred-meter peaks that were made when the Qiong Stone was made. The dragon heart is a behemoth that is four thousand meters high and five thousand meters long. If this dragon heart is destroyed, Mo Qiong is equivalent to flattening the entire Yandang Mountain.

At this time, the personnel transferred from various places finally arrived and began to clean up the remaining mess.

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

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

Including some animals that were not shot away with the mountains, Mo Qiong also kept some.

The Mongolian scout saw a group of people "picking up treasures" there, but the Black Emperor didn't care at all, and was immediately surprised.

The brave heart said, can these be picked up? So he also wanted to come up to pick them up, but was blown away by the energy that burst out from the ground.

The Best Ball was opened by Mo Qiong, and the energy inside was shot into the sky by his hand. What shook the scout away was just a little vibration caused by the diffusion.

However, Mo Qiong still felt strange.

"Huh? So little?" After making so many poor stones, Mo Qiong knew how long it would take to release energy.

But this time, it was just a little dumping, and the high-pressure material in the Best Ball was stable.

"The less energy released, the greater the energy contained in the remaining material."

Mo Qiong knew this very well, and 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 the Poor Stone, but it is different. There is a strong energy radiation on it.

"No, it is different from the Poor Stone. This thing has radiation..." Mo Qiong quickly sealed the Best Ball again, thinking of studying it later.

Looking at the Mongolian scouts, they were running away on horseback, intending to find Morigen to inform them.

In response, Mo Qiong rushed up and subdued them and sealed their memories.

Just kidding, it was not easy to fool more than 10,000 people, don't let these few people ruin it.

Let Morigen always believe that the gods in the world don't care about the human world.

The character setting of the Black Emperor is still very consistent with the dogma.

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P.S.: Sorry.