Ning Qi smiled slightly, climbed down from the tree, and walked directly outside the orchard. When they passed by Ding Lie and others, they didn't react at all.

"In the past, there were only two dragon blood fruits at most, but this time there are three?"

Ding Lie showed joy on his face, and then he took out a pack of powder from his arms and sprinkled it on the eighth-level dragon. The powder was sucked into the eighth-level dragon's stomach, and its snoring sound seemed to be louder again a little.