The sullen Zhao Hong

"What do we do? That guy is waiting for us outside. No matter which direction we go, he will probably chase us."

Xie nianqing looked up at the sky and frowned.

"Why do we have to go out? we can just cultivate here."

Lu Ming smiled faintly. He leaped onto the pit and sat cross-legged at the side.

"Cultivate here?"

Xie nianqing was in disbelief.

"Trust me,"

Lu Ming's voice was transmitted to Xie nianqing.

Xie nianqing was skeptical. However, on second thought, Lu Ming had never been at a disadvantage before. Perhaps he really had a way.

Gritting his teeth, Xie nianqing decided to go all out. He sat down cross-legged, took out a handful of blood refining crystals, swallowed them, and began refining them.

Lu Ming laughed and took a look at the sky. He took out a handful of blood refining crystals and swallowed them, starting to refine them.

In the sky, Zhao Hong was dumbfounded.

"He's actually refining blood crystals here? Damn it, damn it!"