Before Yingbo could steady himself, two powerful auras came hurtling toward him at once.
Fuxiao charged ahead, giving his opponent no chance to speak. A dead enemy was the best enemy.
After absorbing the blood essence of the native Primordial Spirit experts Ying Shi and Ying Huo through the Evil Dragon Bloodstones, Fuxiao and Fuming felt considerably better than before.
Once they had fully refined this blood essence, they might even recover to ninety percent of their peak strength.
Having realized the benefits, Fuxiao and Fuming were all the more eager to devour the blood essence of more native experts.
Aside from their second brother, Futan, who had to suppress the aura of death and decay within him, the two of them needed even more blood essence to make a full recovery.
Lu Xiaotian, who had been following behind them the whole time, looked surprised. The Evil Dragon Bloodstones really had brought Fuxiao and Fuming immediate benefits after absorbing enough blood essence.
But Lu Xiaotian had also noticed something extremely interesting. The blood essence his opponents absorbed first passed through the Evil Dragon Bloodstones, where it was processed before Fuming and Fuxiao took it in.
The fact that Lu Xiaotian could sense this from so far away was due not only to his powerful Primordial Spirit, but also, more importantly, to his blood laws, which he had cultivated to an exceptionally high level. He was naturally sensitive to even the slightest fluctuations in blood essence.
His opponents were using Evil Dragon Bloodstones, and as a member of the dragon race, Lu Xiaotian could sense them far better than Fuming and Fuxiao, even at this distance.
As Fuming and Fuxiao enjoyed the benefits of the Evil Dragon Bloodstones, a strange, sinister energy seemed to be seeping into both of them.
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