Chapter 1131: The Prince's Invitation (3 More)

"It's good to know." Mu Qingge nodded with a smile.

Lian Qiao raised her eyes to look at her, her big eyes were full of depression and she asked, "When are you going to avenge him? When are you going to promise me what you promised me?"

"Promise you? Refining you into a poison pill?" Mu Qingge asked with raised eyebrows.

Lian Qiao pursed her lips, her eyes were still unwilling to let go of the hatred.

Of course, Mu Qingge never expected her to let go, but she just didn't want her to die like this.

"I won't turn you into a poison pill." Mu Qingge said directly.

Lian Qiao sneered, "You are now a holy alchemist, and you can't refine me, the supreme alchemy king, into a peerless poison elixir."

This is the aggressive method!

The corner of Mu Qingge's mouth raised, but she didn't answer.

This time, Lianqiao's eyes became anxious. She couldn't help but said: "You have received his inheritance and inherited his mantle, shouldn't you practice alchemy well? But I only see that you are addicted to the improvement of force and completely forgot about alchemy!"

Mu Qingge ignored it, walked directly to the Burning Heavenly Furnace, and sat down cross-legged.

Lian Qiao snorted coldly, "Finally thought of alchemy?"

Mu Qingge ignored her, but took out the fifteen dragon hearts and threw them directly into the burning furnace.

"Dragon Heart! You need to extract real dragon blood!" Lian Qiao said in shock, her eyes shrinking.

Especially, when she saw Mu Qingge take out so many dragon hearts at once, she couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Did you mess with the dragon realm? You actually killed so many dragons!"

After finishing speaking, she gloated and sneered again, "You are finished! Killing so many dragons of the Dragon Clan is simply courting death."

Mu Qingge's eyes finally shifted slightly, looking at her. "Don't worry, if I am really invincible, I will swallow you in one gulp and become the number one person in the Gods and Demons Continent. When the time comes, who can kill me?"

Lianqiao's complexion changed, she stared into Mu Qingge's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If you are willing to help me avenge, why not eat me?" She sneered, her tone sarcastically, "It's just a pity, I'm afraid you If you eat me, you may not be able to become the number one person in the Gods and Demons Continent."

Mu Qingge looked at her, raising her eyebrows. "It seems that the legend is just a legend."

Lian Qiao's smile became more ironic, "Yes, the legend is just a legend, but it's a pity that those people who are hailed as gods among gods believe it, and even do all kinds of despicable, dark and cruel things for it."

Mu Qingge withdrew her eyes lightly, and she didn't continue talking to Lianqiao.

With a flick of her finger, she flicked the flames of the primordial fire into the incinerator. Immediately, the burning furnace was surrounded by flames, and the dragon's heart was slowly refined inside.

The dragon's heart slowly melted, and a smell of burnt meat began to permeate.

Although Mu Qingge said that she wanted to taste the taste of dragon meat, but it was really in front of her eyes, but she didn't have the slightest appetite.

The dragon meat was burned, and what was left was blood clots.

These blood clots are real dragon blood. Mu Qingge did not rush to put them away, but continued to refine them. After all the impurities in it were refined, she took out hundreds of bottles and put each drop of these true dragon blood into one bottle.

A total of 978 bottles were filled before all the real dragon blood tempered from the hearts of fifteen dragons was filled.

Mu Qingge put away these bottles, leaving only one bottle outside.

She looked into the burning furnace, and found that the breath of a real dragon still remained inside. Can't help but smile a little, and said to himself: "It's a pity to have these real dragon spirits."

As she spoke, she took out some precious medicinal materials and threw them directly into the burner.

The medicinal materials were quickly tempered, mixed with the remaining real dragon energy, and formed a pill quickly.

Mu Qingge's pill was refined easily and freely, without any difficulty at all. However, Lian Qiao who was sitting on the side opened her eyes wide in shock.

Mu Qingge practiced alchemy for a whole day.

When the elixir she refined flew out of the burning furnace, Lian Qiao was already stunned in shock. "Supreme...Pill!" Mu Qingge refined the Supreme Pill so easily?

Before that, she was still aggressively generalizing Mu Qingge, she didn't hone her alchemy skills well, and she didn't make any progress in the position of a holy alchemist.

Now, she actually refined into Supreme Pill!

"If it's not your space, not the real world, it can't cause changes in the world, otherwise the birth of the supreme pill will definitely cause shocks in the land of the world." Lian Qiao said to Mu Qingge in a deep voice.

But Mu Qingge calmly put away the supreme pill, and said with a smile: "That's how you can restrain your edge, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger."

Forsythia narrowed her eyes tightly.

Mu Qingge looked at her, and said seriously: "You don't have to worry about revenge, you won't be waiting for long. You don't have to just want to turn yourself into a poison pill, and use this method to seek benevolence. I promised Master, if you take good care of you, nothing will happen to you."

Her words made Lian Qiao's body and expression stiff.

Mu Qingge extinguished the fire in the burning furnace, took a look at Lianqiao, picked up the bottle of real dragon blood left outside, and drank it in one gulp. Then, he closed his eyes and refined the real dragon blood.

What is the use of true dragon blood?

The physical strength of the dragon race is the top existence among the beast race. This time, if there was not the existence of the dragon's nemesis Ji, I am afraid they would not be able to gouge out the dragon's heart so easily.

After taking the real dragon's blood, Mu Qingge felt as if her blood was being burned, boiling endlessly. The power that comes from the true dragon's blood is transforming her body and changing her physique.

Mu Qingge immediately carried out the body training content of Shen Ce's volume, and guided the power of those true dragon blood.

The real dragon's blood washed Mu Qingge's body over and over again, making her even stronger.

After the real dragon's blood was gradually refined, Mu Qingge's skin suddenly grew a layer of transparent and delicate scales as thin as a cicada's wing.

It was a dragon scale, but it was very special.

Lian Qiao stared at this scene dumbfounded, she blinked, picked up a piece of metal from the ground, and threw it at Mu Qingge. However, when the metal fell on Mu Qingge's body, there was a metallic sound, which bounced back instantly. But Mu Qingge didn't seem to respond.

"Dragon scale armor!" Lian Qiao whispered.

At this time, the transparent scales on Mu Qingge's skin disappeared again, and were absorbed into her skin. A pattern of colorful scales appeared on her skin, and then returned to normal.

When Mu Qingge opened his eyes, there was a slight sound of dragon chant in his throat, which resounded throughout the space. Even Yuan Yuan and Mengmeng, who were playing outside, couldn't help raising their heads to look around.

"Where did Dragon Yin appear?" Mengmeng asked.

Yuan Yuan said calmly: "It must be the boss!"

In the depths of the space, Bai Xiao, who was practicing, moved slightly with his closed eyes because of the dragon's chant, but he never opened them.

Outside the space, Yan lay on the bed with his legs crossed, his hands behind his head, and fell asleep leisurely. Yin Chen sat cross-legged at the side.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and said: "The Prince has asked Mr. Mu Qingge to tell you something."