Chapter 262: Bone Flame Spirit Grass
Yan Jiajue's face was cold and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He wants to establish his authority!
He wants to build up the lost majesty bit by bit through killing people, so that everyone will tremble when they see him, so they dare not disobey him!
The gangsters surrounded him fiercely, and the girl had no choice but to surrender and beg for mercy: "No, no, let's explore the road together."
The dog-legged man stopped, Yan Jiajue raised his head and laughed wildly, and then asked disdainfully: "You are just begging for help like this? Is it difficult to kneel down and kowtow?"
The boy was furious, his eyes were red and bulging, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as if he was going to explode at any moment.
The girl stands on her head with her sword eyebrows, wishing to fight her to the death.
But her boyfriend was seriously injured and Yan Jiajue was so vicious that she had no right to resist.
"Please, let us explore the path together."
In the end, the girl gave in, the boy vomited blood and fainted, and everyone couldn't help but sigh.
What a bully. If they had known it would be so bad, they might as well have followed Jiang Mingyang.
But there is no regret medicine in the world. Even if there is a regret medicine, they will still choose Yan Jiajue.
There is no other reason. Behind Yan Jiajue is the Holy See, and Ruan Decheng, the lord of Thorns City, is a die-hard loyalist to the Holy See.
Following Yan Jiajue would only mean humiliation, but following Jiang Mingyang would mean a narrow escape from death, or even ten deaths.
A pair of desperate mandarin ducks explored the road while the others lowered their eyebrows and made no move, giving Yan Jiajue an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.
You only know how valuable it is when you lose it.
Yan Jiajue never thought that simply bullying others could give him the satisfaction he had before.
Yan Jiajue and his party advanced slowly, while Jiang Mingyang and Bao Sichen were also wandering around the outside of the battlefield between humans and demons.
Lin Xiling and Duanmucheng both chose to go deep into the battlefield between humans and demons. The more brutal the fighting, the greater the chance of finding the Bone Flame Spirit.
But Jiang Mingyang chose another path. For him, demons and warriors are the best elixirs. He wants to hunt Yan Jiajue and Jiang Qidong!
For Jiang Mingyang, Yan Jiajue is the person who must be killed, and Jiang Qidong and other Jiang family members are his resources to complete his bloodline.
With the same ancestors, the same clan, and the same bloodline, is there any more suitable resource than them?
But life is full of surprises. Jiang Mingyang didn't deliberately look for the Dry Bone Flame Spirit, but he was the first to encounter it.
Under a strange gray tree, a vine snakes and climbs on the cracked roots of the trunk.
It was covered with blood-colored weeds, and it was difficult to find it without looking for it, but Bao Sichen saw it inadvertently.
"Jiang Mingyang, look at that."
Bao Sichen cheered excitedly, but he was afraid of attracting demons, so he had to lower his voice and shout.
Jiang Mingyang heard the news and went over. After seeing the demon plant, he couldn't help but become interested.
The vines were obviously a whole, but they had two distinct colors, half black and half white.
The two colors are distinct, but they grow entwined with each other and divide into two branches at the top.
The branches on one side are pure white and bear white flowers, while the branches on the other side are pure black and bear black flowers.
After the demon plant blooms, beads about two centimeters in diameter are produced in the center of the flower. The color of the beads is the same as the flower.
The bead will dissipate energy and sway in the wind, taking on the shape of a flame. Because it takes root in dry bones and grows, it is named: Dry Bone Flame Spirit.
Withered Bone Flame Spirit White can be taken directly by humans. It can not only expand the spiritual network stably, but also increase the upper limit of vitality and blood.
It can also be used to refine elixirs, doubling their effectiveness.
If the demon takes it, it is equivalent to a fatal poison, which will cause the flesh and blood to decompose and wither.
Withered Bone Flame Spirit Black, if taken directly by the human race, will cause the spiritual network to collapse, but it can strengthen the demon race's physique.
However, Dry Bone Flame Spirit Black can be used to refine the advanced pill: Dry Bone Flame Spirit Pill.
The Dry Bone Flame Spiritual Pill is extremely powerful and can greatly increase the chance of a breakthrough.
In the realm of body refining and qi refining, whether it is a small realm or a large realm, the effect of the withered bone flame elixir is excellent.
It is obviously the same kind of alchemy, but it has completely different characteristics. Apart from the creation of heaven and earth, only the old enemy can explain it.
Although the Bone Flame Spirit is extremely valuable, the Witch Demon Grassland is also extremely dangerous.
It not only breeds terrifying monsters, but also hides defeated demons.
Therefore, Wu Mo Grassland is known as both a paradise for advanced players and a cemetery for newcomers.
"Didn't Lin Xiling say that the Dry Bone Flame Spirit Grass grows alone? Why do you two grow together?"
Jiang Mingyang squatted next to the demon plant, holding his chin and talking seriously. Bao Sichen shrugged helplessly. She didn't know what was going on.
The Dry Bone Flame Grass usually grows alone, either pure white or pure black, with half black and half white being very rare.
"Because the warriors of the two tribes, humans and demons, died together, entangled and intertwined with each other, and the blood mixed and penetrated the land, which caused the dry bone and flame spirit grass to grow at the same time."
The understated female voice, through the barrier of the mask, gently reached Jiang Mingyang and Bao Sichen's ears.
Bao Sichen was immediately alert and made a defensive posture, but Jiang Mingyang waved his hand, stopped Bao Sichen from messing around, and said with a smile: "We meet again."
"You don't seem surprised at all."
The woman in black robe walked out from behind the tree. The black hood covered her face, but it could not hide her sight.
She looked at Jiang Mingyang with interest, as if admiring a rare treasure.
The sight was very strange. Even though Jiang Mingyang couldn't see those eyes, she made him feel uncomfortable looking at them.
"I keep guessing who will find me first. I won't be too surprised if you or the prince show up.
If you know so much about Dry Bone Flame Spirit Grass, are you a demon? "
Jiang Mingyang shrugged and used conversation to distract from the strange feeling.
"Why do you think I'm a demon?"
The mysterious woman was slightly surprised, as if she had never expected that Jiang Mingyang would think she was a demon.
"The political district, the military district, and the princes all think you are a demon."
Jiang Mingyang shrugged self-deprecatingly. He had never seen what a demon was like, so he had to analyze the answers he wanted from other people's judgments.
“Sometimes intuition is more useful than experience.”
The mysterious woman smiled and teased, took a big step towards Jiang Mingyang, and stood beside him intimately.
"What do you want to do!"
Bao Sichen was so anxious that he burst out with all his strength in an instant. Jiang Mingyang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her and said: "Don't mess around, she is not an enemy!"
Bao Sichen was slightly annoyed, and the mysterious woman glanced at her, then leaned into Jiang Mingyang's ear and laughed playfully: "Hehe, you have good luck with women.
That quirky girl, the fairy-like little sister, and this silly little girl all have varying degrees of affection for you.
As long as you take the initiative, you can easily push down any of them. "
The warm fragrant breeze spread to his ears, and Jiang Mingyang's ears turned red, making him even more miserable than an innocent little virgin.
But then, Jiang Mingyang's face turned ugly again.
Knowing them so well, the woman had been spying on them for a long time, but they were unaware of it.
Jiang Mingyang's expression changed rapidly. At this moment, he was like a little boy, blushing and saying: "How do you know that they have a crush on me?"