Chapter: 4781
"Brother Zhuo, I thought you were going to suck up all the blood of Gong Gong?"
Ma Yujie quickly came to Zhuo Wen, obviously relieved, and said to Zhuo Wen.
Seeing Ma Yujie, Zhuo Wen also noticed that the corpse of Gonggong behind him had become thinner, and suddenly thought of something, and said embarrassingly: "I have been practicing before, but I didn't notice that I absorbed so much blood essence."
"By the way, Brother Ma, how long have I been practicing?" Zhuo Wen asked in a deep voice.
"Two days! There is still one day before the next teleportation, enough for us to collect enough blood!" Ma Yujie said in a deep voice.
"How much blood do you need?" Zhuo Wen asked.
"Hey! It's best to use all the blood on Gong Gong's body!" Ma Yujie rubbed his hands together.
"..." Zhuo Wen looked at the fat man speechlessly, this guy must be too greedy.
"Just kidding, just fill this barrel up for me!"
Ma Yujie also saw the strange look in Zhuo Wen's eyes, and was a little embarrassed. He took out a half-person-high wooden barrel from the spirit ring and placed it in front of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen took the wooden barrel, jumped onto Gonggong's chest, stretched out his right hand, a light blue Gu insect appeared in his palm, it was Gonggong Gu insect.
The Gonggong Gu worm burrowed into Gonggong's chest. After it pierced through a small hole, Zhuo Wen used his consciousness to extend into the depths, and soon found the space where the blood essence was hidden in Gonggong's body.
With a scroll of consciousness, he swept up all the blood essence in that space, and immediately poured the blood essence into the wooden barrel.
Soon, the wooden barrel was filled with energetic blood, which was Gong Gong's essence blood.
"take it!"
Zhuo Wen handed the barrel to Ma Yujie, who excitedly took the barrel and put it in the spirit ring.
The Gonggong Gu worm came out again, stood in Zhuo Wen's palm, hissing, as if very unhappy.
"Are you complaining about Gonggong?"
Zhuo Wen smiled wryly. After all, Gong Gong is one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and was once one of the most peak existences in this starry sky.
Later, it fell, and the body was immortal. Now that it is found, it is so sad to be divided up by people.
Hiss!
The Gonggong Gu worm suddenly flew to the center of Gonggong's eyebrows, hissing, as if wanting Zhuo Wen to go over.
Zhuo Wen had no choice but to follow, watching the Gu worm's movements, it seemed that he wanted his palm to be placed between Gong Gong's eyebrows.
Zhuo Wen hesitated for a while, but still placed his right hand between Gonggong's eyebrows. Suddenly, there was a bang in his mind, like thunder passing by, rumbling.
Immediately, in the depths of his mind, an ancient image appeared.
This video shows the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Sanqing fighting against chaos together. This kind of image Zhuo Wen has seen in the memories of other Ancestral Witches and Gu insects before.
He knew that the fall of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches and Sanqing was due to the invasion of Chaos.
And he knew even more that the invasion of Chaos was only temporarily silent, and if it caused trouble again, it would be a huge disaster for this starry sky.
The video quickly switched to Gonggong being seriously injured, drifting in the starry sky, and finally he entered the depths of the Dark Portal, and sealed his own Gu worms before he died, and set up a witch altar here to store him body.
"Human? I feel Pangu's aura on you. You have Pangu's inheritance?"
Suddenly, a heavy voice sounded in Zhuo Wen's ear, Zhuo Wen looked around blankly, only then realized that after the image disappeared, the space he was in was pitch black.
The voice seemed to come from the very depths of the darkness, making it impossible for him to discern the specific direction.
"Are you Zuwu Gonggong? Are you alive?"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and said involuntarily.
"I'm already dead, this is just a trace of my remnant soul! If I hadn't felt my Gu worm's breath and Pangu's breath on you before, when you absorbed my blood essence, I would have killed you Already!"
Gong Gong's voice was very ethereal, with a majestic majesty that Zhuo Wen could not imagine.
A trace of cold sweat flowed from Zhuo Wen's forehead. This is a strong man at the ancestral witch level, a strong man standing on the peak of the starry sky.
Even if he is dead, relying on a ray of divine sense, if you attack him, he will probably lose his skin if he does not die.
It seems that these truly powerful beings, even if they are dead, are not easy to mess with.
"Human, you haven't answered my first question yet?" JrNovels.com
Ma Yujie quickly came to Zhuo Wen, obviously relieved, and said to Zhuo Wen.
Seeing Ma Yujie, Zhuo Wen also noticed that the corpse of Gonggong behind him had become thinner, and suddenly thought of something, and said embarrassingly: "I have been practicing before, but I didn't notice that I absorbed so much blood essence."
"By the way, Brother Ma, how long have I been practicing?" Zhuo Wen asked in a deep voice.
"Two days! There is still one day before the next teleportation, enough for us to collect enough blood!" Ma Yujie said in a deep voice.
"How much blood do you need?" Zhuo Wen asked.
"Hey! It's best to use all the blood on Gong Gong's body!" Ma Yujie rubbed his hands together.
"..." Zhuo Wen looked at the fat man speechlessly, this guy must be too greedy.
"Just kidding, just fill this barrel up for me!"
Ma Yujie also saw the strange look in Zhuo Wen's eyes, and was a little embarrassed. He took out a half-person-high wooden barrel from the spirit ring and placed it in front of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen took the wooden barrel, jumped onto Gonggong's chest, stretched out his right hand, a light blue Gu insect appeared in his palm, it was Gonggong Gu insect.
The Gonggong Gu worm burrowed into Gonggong's chest. After it pierced through a small hole, Zhuo Wen used his consciousness to extend into the depths, and soon found the space where the blood essence was hidden in Gonggong's body.
With a scroll of consciousness, he swept up all the blood essence in that space, and immediately poured the blood essence into the wooden barrel.
Soon, the wooden barrel was filled with energetic blood, which was Gong Gong's essence blood.
"take it!"
Zhuo Wen handed the barrel to Ma Yujie, who excitedly took the barrel and put it in the spirit ring.
The Gonggong Gu worm came out again, stood in Zhuo Wen's palm, hissing, as if very unhappy.
"Are you complaining about Gonggong?"
Zhuo Wen smiled wryly. After all, Gong Gong is one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and was once one of the most peak existences in this starry sky.
Later, it fell, and the body was immortal. Now that it is found, it is so sad to be divided up by people.
Hiss!
The Gonggong Gu worm suddenly flew to the center of Gonggong's eyebrows, hissing, as if wanting Zhuo Wen to go over.
Zhuo Wen had no choice but to follow, watching the Gu worm's movements, it seemed that he wanted his palm to be placed between Gong Gong's eyebrows.
Zhuo Wen hesitated for a while, but still placed his right hand between Gonggong's eyebrows. Suddenly, there was a bang in his mind, like thunder passing by, rumbling.
Immediately, in the depths of his mind, an ancient image appeared.
This video shows the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Sanqing fighting against chaos together. This kind of image Zhuo Wen has seen in the memories of other Ancestral Witches and Gu insects before.
He knew that the fall of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches and Sanqing was due to the invasion of Chaos.
And he knew even more that the invasion of Chaos was only temporarily silent, and if it caused trouble again, it would be a huge disaster for this starry sky.
The video quickly switched to Gonggong being seriously injured, drifting in the starry sky, and finally he entered the depths of the Dark Portal, and sealed his own Gu worms before he died, and set up a witch altar here to store him body.
"Human? I feel Pangu's aura on you. You have Pangu's inheritance?"
Suddenly, a heavy voice sounded in Zhuo Wen's ear, Zhuo Wen looked around blankly, only then realized that after the image disappeared, the space he was in was pitch black.
The voice seemed to come from the very depths of the darkness, making it impossible for him to discern the specific direction.
"Are you Zuwu Gonggong? Are you alive?"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and said involuntarily.
"I'm already dead, this is just a trace of my remnant soul! If I hadn't felt my Gu worm's breath and Pangu's breath on you before, when you absorbed my blood essence, I would have killed you Already!"
Gong Gong's voice was very ethereal, with a majestic majesty that Zhuo Wen could not imagine.
A trace of cold sweat flowed from Zhuo Wen's forehead. This is a strong man at the ancestral witch level, a strong man standing on the peak of the starry sky.
Even if he is dead, relying on a ray of divine sense, if you attack him, he will probably lose his skin if he does not die.
It seems that these truly powerful beings, even if they are dead, are not easy to mess with.
"Human, you haven't answered my first question yet?" JrNovels.com
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