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

"Upper realm? Are you connected to the upper realm?" Qin He opened his eyes slightly.

This earth vein dragon crystal is extraordinary at first glance. It is completely different from the Yuanling Stone. The serpentine texture in the middle is an interwoven Taoist pattern.

Of course this is not the point. The point is that this thing comes from the upper realm.

"No, this is just an item left behind by the gods from the upper realm. I got it by chance." The Blood Crow Saint shook his head.

"Did you get it by chance?" Qin He narrowed his eyes.

"I found it after I destroyed a declining family." The Blood Crow Saint said with lingering fear.

"Does your Blood Crow Clan have any connection with the upper realm?"

"No."

"Not really."

"Really not!"

"Okay, last question, how do we get to the upper realm?"

"I...how would I know."

"What use do I have for you?!" Qin He glared at her, and with a snap, he thrust his thing back in.

Poor Blood Crow Saint, he started shaking again.

No matter how gifted, glorious, and famous it is, when it encounters the Qin River, it will be at the mercy of others.

The Blood Crow Saint felt so wronged at this moment, he really didn't know.

I didn't lie and told the truth, but I got stabbed again.

Looking at the dragon crystal in his hand, Qin He wanted to swallow it, but then he felt that it was unnecessary. After all, he had already collected two beast crystals and several hundred kilograms of spiritual plants and precious medicines, so it was not its turn.

Keeping it may have unexpected effects.

So Qin He put the Earth Dragon Crystal into the space under his armpit, chewed up the other beast crystal, and then followed suit, wanting to collect Wu Zhuzi and Hei Yu's storage bags. However, he found that the two guys were half burnt all over, not a single piece of them could be seen, let alone their storage bags, not even a hair was left.

Even so, the two of them are still alive.

Although they were some distance away from the center of the thunder tribulation, although they were all protected by treasures, although they were no different from being dead.

But...it was the ninth level of thunder tribulation after all.

Those old people who refuse to die are thieves. These people in the Shenqiao realm who have lived for hundreds of years should not be underestimated.

After chewing the second beast crystal, Qin He pulled the thing off the Blood Crow Saint's body again.

At this time, it had already begun foaming at the mouth, shaking like a sieve. Without waiting for Qin He to ask, it said, "Rumor has it that there's a Vulture Palace in the Western Regions... and everyone who goes there disappears. There might be a way to the upper realm. I... that's all I know, so don't bother."

Seeing it begging for mercy, Qin He stopped torturing it.

If he really fainted and forced the Blood Crow Ancestor into a corner and jumped out early, it would reduce his chances of winning.

At this moment, his true energy has just recovered 30%, and his chance of winning the battle against the Blood Crow Ancestor is estimated to be only 60%.

Excluding the approximately 30% probability of a draw, the probability of losing is still a terrifying 10%.

This is too dangerous. If you keep wasting time like this, you will die sooner or later.

So Qin He silenced the Blood Crow Saint and slowly made his way.

Half an hour later, Qin He had digested the two beast crystals and his true essence had recovered to 50%.

This time, the chances of winning are 80%.

An hour later, Qin He chewed a lot of spiritual plants and precious medicines, and then swallowed up all the things that could replenish true essence in the storage bag of the Blood Crow Saint.

The true essence has recovered to 70%.

The chances of winning are 90%. Excluding the probability of a draw, 99% is a sure thing.

Qin He hesitated. Should he confront his opponent now, or wait a little longer? Wait until his true essence was fully restored?

After all, there is still a 99% chance that there is a risk, so it is better to avoid taking risks if possible.

The thousand-mile distance is almost here.

But at this moment, Qin He suddenly discovered that a large black mountain range appeared in the distant sky, shrouded in a huge tornado.

The whistling sound of the wind rumbled like a landslide, and lightning flashed above the tornado, appearing and disappearing from time to time, making the atmosphere of this world restless and violent.

"What place is this?" Qin He asked directly.

"This is Black Wind Mountain," Blood Crow Saint Son said, adding, "It's a place of ten destructions. It's said to harbor immortal corpses, and it holds endless opportunities and dangers."

"Immortal corpse?" Qin He's eyes lit up, and then he stared at the Blood Crow Saint Son intently, asking warily, "How did you know?"

"Many people have seen it. I swear to God, I have seen it too. Not only are there corpses, but there is also a tilted coffin." The Blood Crow Saint said hurriedly, with an imperceptible coldness flashing in the depths of his eyes.