"Hmm?"
After a stick of incense time, above the clouds, Zhou Qing, who was rushing towards Wuxiang Mountain, suddenly had a change in expression.
Because the storage bag at his waist began to tremble violently without warning.
He quickly tore off the storage bag and cautiously probed with his Divine Sense.
He saw the surface of the three "Blood Spirit Tao Cutting Pills" he had just obtained was now flickering with bizarre imprints.
Moreover, black gas was swirling and rising, with faint whispers emerging.
Zhou Qing immediately took out the three elixirs and threw them into the distance.
He stepped back a few paces with an unpleasant expression, staring intently at the imprints on the elixir.
Months ago at the border, after both he and that six-armed monster were seriously wounded, Nangong Xiongba appeared.
He had ripped open his own chest, saying that when Xuanyuan Shuo was healing him, he planted a special imprint inside of him.
