With a thought, a drop of precious blood appeared on the fingertips. The color of the precious blood was bright red, but with the surge of Lu Ye's power, the color of the precious blood gradually turned into gold.

It is filled with holiness!

Lu Ye has a strong holy nature. Looking at the past and present, no blood race can compete. For the first time, he didn't want to be too stingy, and the opponent's strength is not bad, so he should have a good endurance.

Therefore, the holy nature that Lu Ye condensed in the precious blood at this moment is basically equivalent to that contained in a drop of normal holy blood.

In other words, Lu Ye's drop of precious blood is not much different from the real holy blood.

He flicked his fingers, and the golden blood flew to Ma Shangsi: "If that's the case, let's refine it."

Ma Shangsi's eyes widened, looking at the drop of precious blood in front of him, and feeling the rich sanctity in the blood, his heart was shaken.

Even if he has no experience of becoming someone else's blood servant, and he doesn't know what happened when other saints bestowed precious blood, he can be sure that the drop of precious blood in front of him...is not normal!

Because the sanctity is too strong.

The sanctity he once felt in a saint was almost at this level.

Is this a drop of real holy blood? Ma Shangsi was taken aback by the thought that came into his mind.

However, he soon determined that this was not real holy blood, it was just a drop of precious blood.

The sanctity of a drop of precious blood is almost as high as that of real holy blood. What kind of terrifying background does this Holy One have, so that he can give it as soon as he says it!

Ma Shangsi felt that if he could successfully refine this drop of precious blood, he would not be suppressed much by that Holy One when he saw the original one in the future.

To be able to give such precious blood casually, the strength of the Holy One in front of him is probably far beyond imagination. To be the blood servant of such a strong man, is it not an honor for the blood clan?

Ma Shangsi was excited, no longer hesitated, and even a little grateful: "Thank you, Holy One!"

The probe grabbed the drop of precious blood. The golden-yellow, rich and holy blood poured into Ma Shangsi's palm like running water. The next moment, his face changed suddenly, and a low growl came out of his throat. Sound, surging mana and blood crazily ups and downs.

In fact, this kind of place is not a suitable environment for refining the holy blood. After all, it is suppressed by the Great Grinding Plate of Yin and Yang. It is best to leave this place and find a secluded place outside.

But if Lu Ye didn't speak, how could Ma Shangsi dare to speak? With the Holy Blood present, he had to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although his cultivation was suppressed by the special environment here, Ma Shangsi still believed that he could refine this drop of precious blood.

On his side refining the precious blood, Lu Ye had already collected the sea of ??blood, walked some distance away, and sat down cross-legged.

The process of the blood clan refining the holy blood is actually very dangerous, one mistake is the result of death, this has nothing to do with the strength of the blood clan itself, whether it is Shenhai or Yueyao, the level of cultivation It does not improve the refining process much.

And outsiders can't help in this process, because it concerns his own blood, so Lu Ye can only wait.

It would be best if Ma Shangsi could be refined successfully. Yueyao's late blood servant could be of some use to some extent. Even if the refining failed, the blood regurgitated and died, it would not cause much loss to Lu Ye.

He originally wanted to kill the other party, but he accidentally discovered another magical function of the precious blood, so he decided to take a blood servant on his deathbed.

Regardless of Ma Shangsi's side, Lu Ye took out another piece of soul jade and swallowed it directly.

Normal cultivators refine soul jade, just like refining divine grass, they need to hold it in their hands and refine it with spiritual thoughts.

Lu Ye thought it was troublesome, so it was more convenient to swallow it directly. Anyway, he had the talent tree beside him, he had eaten the blood crystal of the blood clan, and the inner alchemy of the monster beast, so what is it to eat some soul jade?

Now there are only two drops of the three drops of precious blood. Now that I know that the precious blood has infinite uses, I should find time to condense it more.

At the time of Xingxiu, it was not easy for Lu Ye to condense the precious blood. It took only a few months to condense two drops. Adding the first drop, there were only three drops. JrNovels.com