After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 939

Qin He was not idle either. He pulled up a Polygonum multiflorum that was about 200 years old, took out a small knife, and peeled off the skin with a "swish".

As soon as he took a bite, a stream of pure energy flowed directly from his throat to his dantian.

It felt like after being frozen in the snow and hungry for three days, I finally drank a mouthful of thick broth and felt refreshed all over.

The only drawback is the texture and taste, which is a bit dry, woody and slightly astringent. In short, it has nothing to do with deliciousness.

There's no way around it, that's the downside to chewing it raw. The elixir will taste the way it should.

This is also one of the reasons why refining elixirs is popular among humans. The demons have strong physiques and can chew and swallow things raw, but humans are not as good.

Of course, elixirs are a fusion of various spiritual medicines, and they have many incredible effects. They can maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses, which is also an important reason.

So Qin He turned directly to the dragon blood fruit.

That thing is red and looks delicious.

As a foodie, Qin He's intuition has always been very accurate.

Coming close to the dragon blood fruit, Qin He looked at it again. The dragon blood fruit was indeed a precious medicine with an owner and protected by a magic circle. It looked extraordinary.

The plant is crimson all over, with branches entwined with each other like entangled dragons. It has few leaves, as thin as pine needles. Under the leaves hangs a blood-red fruit, about the size of a child's fist, like a drop of blood.

After expressing his admiration, Qin He turned his attention to the medicine protection formation.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this magic circle had two layers.

The first level is to gather spirits and essences, helping the elixir absorb spiritual energy and the essence of the moon.

The second level is a warning. The defense is very thick. It is almost impossible to break it with one blow under the divine bridge.

After spending some time to confirm, Qin He's mouth corners slightly raised.

This magic circle has obvious loopholes.

If the magic circle can be broken with one strike, it will not have time to give a warning.

The only thing to pay attention to is the collateral damage. It is not enough to just break it open, but also to ensure that the fragile spiritual medicine inside is not damaged. Otherwise, after one blow, the residual force will easily crush the spiritual medicine into pieces. That would be a waste of time and you will be struck by lightning.

But for Qin He, this is simply "tailor-made".

Our Great Immortal Qingniu may not be good at anything else, but he has this ability.

Without saying a word, Qin He secretly mobilized his Yuanli, and suddenly the sea in his Dantian was boiling. More than eighty springs gushed out like jade pillars supporting the sky, hitting the chaotic sky directly. Suddenly, lightning and thunder flashed, and the wind blew like a dragon.

The next moment, Qin He slapped the magic circle with one palm.

In the palm of your hand, a Buddhist kingdom appears, shining brightly.

"Oh!"

With a slight sound, the magic circle shattered, like icicles hit by a stick, turning into rain of light.

Such power in one palm is shocking, and what is even more terrifying is that this palm is extremely concentrated and does not cause large-scale fluctuations in external energy.

The branches and leaves of the dragon blood fruit were shaken for a few seconds before returning to calm.

Not far away, Hui Mi Qiu, who was holding a Polygonum multiflorum and chewing it with his mouth full of juice, turned around when he heard the noise. He was immediately startled and looked at the big magic circle covering his head in fear.

I was afraid of alerting the enemy and causing any changes in the magic circle.

After looking left and right and finding nothing unusual, he lowered his head and started eating.

Qin He also looked around and saw nothing unusual, so he smiled with satisfaction.

The demon race has a lot of treasures, but this magic formation is really crude.

But logically speaking, it is enough. After all, strong people in Shenqiao are rare, and everything has a limit.

Qin He gently twisted off the dragon blood fruit and put it under his nose to sniff it. He suddenly felt the fragrance and fruity aroma.

After taking a light bite, an extremely sweet and refreshing taste spread from the tip of the tongue throughout the body, making the pores open and the hair on the body stand up.

Drops of juice oozed out from the breach, sparkling like divine fluid.

This fruit is bursting!

A truly delicious dish.

However, few things can be perfect.

Along with the ultimate deliciousness of the dragon blood fruit comes its violent essence.

Just like drinking a mouthful of real dragon's blood, an incomparable amount of essence rushed towards Qin He's Dantian inner sea.

Qin He opened his eyes slightly, and without having time to savor the deliciousness of the fruit, he swallowed the dragon blood fruit in two or three bites and hurriedly sat down.

Because he felt that the bottleneck of his wheel sea had loosened.