King of the last days

Jiang Yuan took the storage ring. The moment he opened it, he was shocked. For nothing else, he was just blinded by the core of the storage ring.

The core, all mithril brilliant gold core, not a black iron!

And the core ranks are all ninth rank!

"The battlefield is not fully opened. Currently, only Tier 9 cores can be traded!" Yaoyao explained lightly, "As for those Holy Spirit Stones and Holy Spirit Crystals, make up for the price difference!"

"Holding!" Jiang Yuan had only these two words in his mind. The other party took out things far beyond his imagination. What concept is the ninth-tier core in the current state?

That's fate!This thing is impossible to fight for life, but now it is easy to get it.

"Can you give me the bloodline?" Huyao didn't ask for advice, she just asked for eight rounds of the imperial vein after giving it!

"Deal!"

Jiang Yuan gave the eight rounds of the imperial vein quite readily. This is a gift belonging to the hand of the death god. Without the hand of the death god, he would not even be able to acquire a high-level bloodline, let alone eight or even ten imperial veins. Pulse.

Hunyao checked the eight-round imperial veins, and after a while, he nodded to determine the authenticity of the items in his hands, "Return the computer to me, I'll find a place to be lazy!"

The word laziness was so serious when it came out of Huyao's mouth, as if not to be lazy, but to practice hard.

"The battery is ready, come see me next time there is a deal!" Jiang Yuan handed out the computer, and at this moment he felt a lot more cordial when he looked at Haoyao.

"Goodbye!"

Xiaoyao took the computer and was about to leave. When she left, she suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "Be with your lover for the last time. The fire of her life has been extinguished, and the blood of the Holy Spirit can't save her!"

"The fire of life is extinguished?" The storage ring in Jiang Yuan's hand fell to the ground, and the heart that had just been excited about making a fortune fell completely.

"Presumably she herself knows that the success rate of fusing the blood of the Holy Spirit to save herself is extremely low, but it's resigned to fate!" Huyao walked towards the fifth floor after speaking, not happy or sad.

People are gone, but Jiang Yuan hasn't recovered for a long time.

Ning Yanlan, who had undergone bloodline transformation, still persisted there, but a breath of lifelessness lingered all over her, and the dark golden light of the ten imperial veins began to weaken.

Jiang Yuan, who was stunned, saw this scene of pupils shrinking suddenly. Since he turned on the talent of Hand of Death, he is very sensitive to the power of life and death, and at this moment, Ning Yanlan is just as Xiaoyao said, the fire of life is dim. , Almost extinguished!

"Unexpectedly, ten imperial veins could not save her life? Is it really God's will!"

The Tier 8 Star Spirit Clan who had been following Ning Yanlan showed their regret when seeing her aura quickly decayed.

"What's the matter!"

Jiang Yuan couldn't control his emotions at all, and stepped forward to grab the eighth-order Star Spirit Race and shouted, "She was fine just now, why is her life aura rapidly declining!"

"What do you mean, can I decide if she should die? If it weren't for our pavilion master to use blood seeds to extend her life, she would have already died!" The Eighth-Order Star Spirit said angrily.

"Jiang Yuan, you go home first! I'll be fine!" Ning Yanlan broke free from the bloodline transformation, her eyes turned from turbid to clear, as if returning to light.

"Go home, what home! You are no longer there, where did I come from?"

Jiang Yuan was angry and hated. After letting go of the Star Spirit Clan, he rushed to Ning Yanlan, "Hold on, I can save you!"

The most important thing at the moment is to stimulate Ning Yanlan's will to survive. If she even gives up, then God can't save it.

"Thank you for your ten imperial veins, but unfortunately, I shouldn't use it in the future!" Ning Yanlan smiled softly, as if not afraid of death at all.

"Jing said silly things, we still have to get married and have children in the future, how can we not use it!"

While comforting, Jiang Yuan maximized the detection power of the Sky Eye. He wanted to find out why Ning Yanlan had initially integrated into the blood of the Holy Spirit, but the fire of life was getting dimmed!

"Leng Yue, use resuscitation!" Jiang Yuan was doing the third thing at the same time. He threw the Holy Spirit Stone to Leng Yue and asked her to continue to give Ning Yanlan her resuscitation talent.

"Yan Lan, I'm sorry, I can only take these seven imperial veins back to life!"

Seeing Ning Yanlan's death, the eighth-order star spirit tribe wanted to return to life with the seven unused imperial veins.

"Sorry to the Pavilion Master, wasting his precious blood seed!" Ning Yanlan's lips turned pale, and she couldn't even speak a word.

"This is just an investment. If you succeed, it will be the saint of our Protoss tribe's 10,000 people! If you fail, you will fail!" The eighth-order Protoss raised his mouth and decisively left the inheritance point.

There is a lot of space for inheritance, but this area is closed, if you want to leave, it is not difficult.

"Wait, Yan Lan, don't move!"

Jiang Yuan gently pressed Ning Yanlan's hand, and the information detected by Tianyan continued to feed him back, and the reason for the dimming of Ning Yanlan's life became clear.

Sky Eye Detection

"Spirit Race, Tier 6 Psionic System (Half Awakening), Psionic: Eighty-eight, Talent: Aura Shield, Spiritual Judgment."

"Physique is not awakened, bloodline: 13% (attributes cannot be matched), exclusive exercise: ice (awakened) and fire (not awakened)."

Jiang Yuan’s attention was all attracted by the 13% bloodline. Ning Yanlan’s bloodline awakened for the first time by using the "Barbie" drawn from the Tier 3 Yaojin core, and her bloodline rose to a hundred. Five out of five, combat power has also increased a lot.

But now Ning Yanlan's bloodline progress has risen to 13%, but the inability of the latter attributes to fit must be an important key to Ning Yanlan.

"Let her take this golden pill for good luck!"

When Jiang Yuan was unable to do anything, Princess Pingxi handed over an elixir, she just sighed: "The exhaustion of vitality is no longer what the elixir can cure, but this golden pill of good fortune can still extend her life for a while. !"

"Thank you!"

Jiang Yuan was going to give Ning Yanlan the golden pills of good fortune, but she refused.

"You keep it, it won't be of much use to me!" Ning Yanlan looked at him gently and smiled.

"Then I will eat!"

Jiang Yuan bit the golden core of good fortune without even thinking about it, but in the next instant he blocked his lips, touching the lips together made him speak in a low voice, "Why don't you give me sleeping pills in the middle of the night? Keep some for yourself, and leave this to me now! Why, let me pass on as a family heirloom?"

"Even if you are a family heirloom, you didn't leave me a son, how can you pass it on!"

Ning Yanlan wanted to laugh with two words that were the same as being a rogue. She suppressed the smile and did not refuse the power of Good Fortune Golden Pill.

The effect of the medicine was very fast, and only a few seconds exudes warm medicinal power in the limbs and hundreds of skeletons. For Ning Yanlan, who had run out of oil, the golden core was like adding a bit of lamp oil, and her life was short-lived.

"Can you leave first? I want to be alone with him for a while!"

Ning Yanlan broke free from Jiang Yuan's arms, now looking at Leng Yue Hepingxi with a pleading meaning.