Arriving in front of the blood-colored Jiaolong, Feng Qi raised his fist and slammed it down towards the huge head.

Click!

The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded.

This time, even the scales of the blood-colored Jiaolong didn't break open, but Feng Qi's hand bones snapped.

Seeing that Feng Qi was injured, the sucker standing on top of the blood-colored Jiaolong slammed his fist down.

Boom!

This fist was heavy, and the dying blood-colored Flood Dragon let out a faint scream under the violent smash of the sucker, but was powerless to resist.

Just when the sucker was about to hit the second punch, Feng Qi hurriedly stopped:

"Sucker, come back!"

Hearing his cry, the fist raised by the sucker slowly lowered, with a thoughtful expression on his face:

??w??)? Ah Qi... If you want to become stronger, the sucker won't hit."

Then he jumped down from the head of the blood-colored dragon.

After the limbs landed, a few jumped up to Feng Qi and threw themselves into his arms.

Rubbing the little head of the sucker, Feng Qi looked at the blood-colored Jiaolong again. .

Without hesitation, he immediately activated the blood source form.

With the sudden acceleration of the heartbeat, the surging qi and blood squeezed out from the heart, and then overflowed from the pores into a mist of blood.

Soon Feng Qi's body was wrapped in Qi and blood, the granulation swayed and intertwined to form muscle fibers, and his figure continued to rise.

In the blink of an eye, he grew to five meters tall, the muscles all over his body condensed into blocks, and the body surface meridians burst out like a dragon.

Even if he did nothing, standing there brought a strong sense of oppression to the Lord of the Mist.

Feng Qi's broken finger from attacking the Scarlet Flood Dragon was restored to its original state by the powerful healing effect.

Between the fists, the surging power surged in the body.

All-round improvement in physical strength has brought him confidence.

Looking at the blood-colored Jiaolong again, a dark green flame suddenly ignited in Feng Qi's eyes, spreading all over his body.

Taking a step back and standing still, he squatted slightly and began to charge.

The boxing flames in the chest burned violently with the increase in momentum, and the thin boxing field spread forward until the blood-colored dragon was completely enveloped.

"Ha!" When the first punch was thrown, the shadow of the fist in the sky immediately followed.

The fist smashed wildly on the head of the blood-colored Jiaolong like a hurricane, and the terrifying power poured out with all its strength.

The Scarlet Flood Dragon's body surface has a very strong defense, and after being damaged, there is an obvious reaction force feedback to the surface of the fist.

During the continuous punching, Feng Qi's fist became bloody.

But instead of stopping the attack, he increased the speed and power of his punches.

Relying on his powerful self-healing ability, he is not afraid of retaliation.

Under his violent offensive, the blood-colored Jiaolong moved its body backwards, and the blood-colored rays of light circulating on its scales became dim.

Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, a crack appeared on the blood-colored scales of the Jiaolong.

The crack then spreads at an extremely fast rate.

The sound of shattering was incessant, and the blood-colored Jiaolong's body surface defense was finally successfully broken by Feng Qi.

The **** fist smashed several scales like a broken bamboo, and pierced into the blood-colored dragon's brain.

The screams sounded again, but they were powerless to resist.

During the roar, Feng Qi's other hand rested on the chin of the Scarlet Flood Dragon.

The strength of the whole body gathered towards the arms. At this time, the blue veins on the surface of Fengqi's body burst out, and the dark green flames wrapped around the body surface soared. Standing on the ancient demon **** who seemed to have walked out of chaos, terrifying power fluctuations scattered all over his body.

With full force, he slowly raised the head of the blood-colored Jiaolong above his head.

During the roar, the blood-colored Jiaolong that was raised slammed to the ground.

When Jiaolong's head touched the ground, the earth trembled, and the terrifying force rolled up the dust and swept all around.

But Feng Qi's attack did not end, he once again raised the head of the blood-colored Jiaolong, and the second blow followed.

The third... The fourth... The fifth...

Under Feng Qi's arrogant and violent offensive, the blood-colored Jiaolong's fire of life was gradually extinguished.

When a cloud of blood-colored mist emerged from the blood-colored Jiaolong's body, Feng Qi slammed the blood-colored Jiaolong's head aside and stopped the attack.

The blood mist that overflowed from the Scarlet Flood Dragon approached at this time, and penetrated into the body after contacting his skin.

It was like drinking a cup of hot magma, and the body instantly became extremely hot.

The blood surged in the body like a tide, and the bones all over the body made a crisp "click" sound, as if the whole body was changed under the influence of the force pouring into the body.

During this period, the heat was unbearable, and Feng Qi couldn't help but want to reach out and grab it.

But he held back and chose to close his eyes and wait for the end of the body transformation.

This feeling lasted for several minutes, and when everything was calm, Feng Qi called out the attribute panel and began to check his own changes.

Looking at the attribute panel, he finally stopped on the new talent ability obtained after killing the blood-colored dragon.

After carefully reading the description of the ability introduction, a smile appeared on his face.

[Blood Dragon Soul (Special Ability)]

Ability introduction: After using this ability, you will get the blessing of the blood dragon soul, which will increase the body in all directions (during the maintenance period, you need to consume blood in the body).

Passive Ability: Greatly improve the ability to sense and control blood.

This is also the first time Feng Qi has acquired the innate ability with passive and active characteristics.

The passive ability is well understood.

Strengthening his ability to perceive and control qi and blood, he will be more handy to use qi and blood to cast fist shadows in the future, and the spells of qi and blood will be more smooth.

As for the blessing of the blood dragon soul, he was not quite sure what was going on.

What is certain is that turning on this ability will speed up the consumption of qi and blood, which seems to have a certain conflict with the blood source state.

To verify the effect, Feng Qi opened his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the new blood-colored talent bead in the sea of spiritual consciousness was activated, and a blood-colored beam of light shot toward the source bead in the center with a slight trembling.

Immediately, blood-colored patterns appeared on the origin beads.

At this time, a crisp dragon roar sounded from the outside world.

A full-body blood-colored phantom dragon-shaped phantom appeared above the head of the self-styled chess, and when the mouth roared, the dragon's roar resounded, and the pressure belonging to the higher life swept the Quartet, and the blood-colored light swayed and enveloped the sealed chess.

With the emergence of the blood dragon soul, Feng Qi could clearly feel that the muscles in his whole body became firmer, his strength was significantly improved, and even his vision, smell and other perception abilities were significantly improved.

But what followed was that the speed of consumption of qi and blood in the body increased.

This ability seems to be very useful in Fengqi, but it is only suitable for use at critical times.

If you also use the Blood Dragon Soul to deal with the miscellaneous soldiers, it will reduce the maintenance time of the blood source form.

At this time, there was a lot of blood left in the body.

After glancing around, Feng Qi found a wriggling field plant hundreds of meters away.

Without hesitation, he condensed the only remaining qi and blood in his body, and threw a full-strength punch towards the green plant in the distance.

The surging qi and blood suddenly condensed into a fist shadow under his urging and flew forward.

The blood dragon soul hovering above his head roared, followed the fist shadow and flew out, and merged with the **** fist shadow in the middle.

The fist shadow finally turned into a flying dragon phantom that swam in the air with its teeth and claws.

When the blood dragon came into contact with the green plant, the terrifying power instantly shattered the green plant into green fragments, and then disintegrated into bits of green under the shroud of the subsequent burst of blood-colored power.

The power of this punch was beyond Feng Qi's expectations.

Whether it is speed or power, it is better than the fist with a full blow.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when he realized that he had mastered another powerful innate ability that fit his fighting style.

At this moment, the voice of the narrator sounded in my mind:

[This wave of blood earning should be because the bloodline of this **** snake contains some bloodline talent abilities left over from higher life, so the talent ability you get is the blood dragon soul, not the blood snake soul, or the blood dragon soul... ...Congratulations, you are one step closer to the form of a big muscle tyrant!

Listening to the voice of the narrator, it seems that he is more happy than him to obtain the blood dragon soul ability.

He was powerless to complain about the narration's bad taste.

But before he knew it, he found that the narration had a great influence on him.

When he first realized that he could rely on the innate ability of killing and extracting creatures in the field, he had no idea of the muscle berserker route.

What I want is to take the warlock route, which can also be called the archmage route.

You can call for wind and rain with a wave of your hand, or move mountains and fill the sea, and control the forces of nature such as wind, fire, thunder, and electricity.

Even if the enemy is thousands of miles away, he can outline the spiritual energy of the world and gather it into a divine thunder, which can be easily destroyed with a wave of his hand.

But today, all kinds of spell abilities have been decomposed by him, and become the growth nutrients for abilities such as blood source.

The only thing left is melee talent, and passive abilities that augment melee.

Really was fooled by the sucker and embarked on the line of the muscle berserker.

But after experiencing it personally, he also felt the blood that can only be experienced in a fist-to-flesh battle, the collision of power, the wrestling of combat skills... Every battle is a sharpening of his own willpower.

At this time, the only remaining qi and blood in the body has been exhausted, and he can no longer maintain the blood source form.

The flesh and blood dissipated at this time, and Feng Qi quickly changed back to the form of a bone man.

After the test of the new talent ability, Feng Qi turned to look at the Lord of Mist, but found that the Lord of Mist who was standing beside him had disappeared.

Glancing at the Scarlet Flood Dragon, he found that the Lord of the Mist had turned into a mist and was attached to the Scarlet Flood Dragon's body.

The gray mist slowly penetrated into the flesh and blood along the wound of the Scarlet Flood Dragon, shrinking as if taking in the power of the Scarlet Flood Dragon.

In the end, the gray fog completely penetrated into the blood-colored Jiaolong's body.

The blood-colored Jiaolong who had already died suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and the blood-colored eyes were gradually covered with purple.

Feng Qi is very familiar with the ability of the Lord of the Mist to seize the house.

But in his understanding, the Lord of Mist's ability to seize the house can only be used on living creatures. When the body of the creature whose body was taken is exhausted, the Lord of the Mist's ability to seize the house will be useless.

With the passage of time, the purple in the blood-colored Jiaolong's eyes faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned back to blood.

In the end, the gray mist oozes out from the scarlet dragon's wound, and converges on its back to form the Lord of Mist.

At this time, there was a blood-colored energy spar in the hands of the Lord of Mist, but his expression was very confused.

The Lord of the Mist looked up at him at this time:

"Why doesn't the blood in its body contain a trace of qi and blood energy, and only this blood core still contains qi and blood energy?"

Feng Qi naturally knew the answer to this question from the Mist Lord.

The blood mist absorbed by him contained the quintessential energy in the blood of the blood-colored Jiaolong, which has now been converted into a part of his power, and has raised his bloodline evolution point to 8982.

At this time, although there was still a lot of blood in the blood-colored Flood Dragon, it was like the sugar cane spit out after being chewed repeatedly, and it has long since lost its taste.

The Lord of Mist was naturally unable to absorb the power of qi and blood from blood that was as watery as water.

As for why the blood core in the Scarlet Flood Dragon was not drained, Feng Qi could understand.

His plundering ability mainly depends on his bloodline, and it has nothing to do with the rune spar in the domain creature.

At the beginning, he also tried to eat the rune spar of domain creatures in the future dream to improve his strength, but the result was that it fell from the blood skeleton and drifted away with the wind.

After possessing flesh and blood, he also tried to improve his strength by eating spiritual materials in the resource bank of the Star City Shelter.

But it turns out that strength enhancements other than hunting cannot be brought back to the real world at all, and the enhancements are not permanent.

Therefore, Feng Qi is not interested in the rune spar.

Facing the question from the Lord of Mist, Feng Qi said with a smile:

"I absorbed it in advance, but this blood core belongs to you, everyone is brothers, don't be embarrassed."

Lord of the Mist:

Looking at the blood nucleus in his hand, the Mist Lord looked helpless, but he didn't say much, only to see his finger flick the blood nucleus into the entrance.

Immediately, his body exploded, turning into a continuously spreading gray fog.

It can be vaguely seen that there is a blood-colored core flashing light in the gray fog, and the gray fog wraps around the blood core to continuously swallow the dissipated energy and expand outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, countless ghosts emerged from the gray fog, and hoarse whispers and mourning sounded in the gray fog.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi was very surprised.

It stands to reason that the clansmen of the Lord of the Mist have already lost their souls. Only the residual consciousness of the Lord of the Mist is preserved in the will of miracles and cannot be destroyed.

Why did the spirits of the clansmen of the Lord of Mist appear again this time?

At this time, the voice of the narrator sounded in his mind:

[If I guessed correctly, these souls were shaped by the willpower of the Lord of the Mist. His strong desire to resurrect the clansmen allowed him to reshape the souls of the clansmen... Simple understanding, it can be called using willpower Summoning the soul, he relied on willpower to recall the scattered clansmen to his side to piece together the soul again.

After listening to the narrator's explanation, Feng Qi suddenly felt in his heart.

"This miracle will is really a bug. As long as you have enough willpower for what you want, you can create it out of thin air."

[Each miracle is a bug-level weapon, but it is not completely invincible. At least the known miracles are clearly divided into strengths and weaknesses. For example, the scarlet rune spar on Mu Qing has not countered the miracles in the hands of the psionic family that can block the five senses. ability.

"By the way, since willpower can affect the creativity of the will of miracles, why can't the Lord of Mist's strong desire for the resurrection of the clansmen help the souls of the clansmen to reshape the body?" Feng Qi asked with doubts in his heart.

[This is very understandable. The person in charge of the wild laboratory of Tiger Soul Research Institute did not have any relevant explanations with you. Willpower is only one of the factors that affect the will of miracles. The strength of mental power is also a key factor. For example, he can only use willpower. Force creates small pieces of spirit stone, but cannot determine the size of the created object.

Under the influence of overlapping memories, Feng Qi's memory was relatively disordered, and only after listening to the narrator's reminder did he remember what happened.

Think carefully too.

If the will of miracles can help the people of the Lord of Mist rebuild the flesh and restore its original strength, he will not be so eager for flesh and blood.

The villain line that grew up together at the beginning, the Lord of the Mist longed to be able to collect a lot of qi and blood to reshape the flesh and blood for the clan, just like remodeling the broken arm for him.

But his clan's strength is divided into strong and weak.

Even the Mist Lord is not the strongest among the Mist tribe, but the more powerful the tribe, the more energy of qi and blood it needs to consume to shape the flesh and blood.

Collecting qi and blood energy was also the main source of inspiration for the Mist Lord to improve the flesh and blood sacrifice.

Over time, the gray fog has turned into a sea of gray fog.

The spar that originally flashed bright blood-colored light in the gray fog has also been completely digested.

The gray fog suddenly shrank at this moment, and finally the figure of the Lord of the Mist condensed and appeared on the back of the blood-colored Jiaolong.

Feng Qi could clearly feel that the strength of the Mist Lord after absorbing the blood core has been significantly improved, and the energy fluctuations scattered all over his body are many times stronger than before.

At this time, the body of the Lord of Mist floated in the air and came to him and fell.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, we are brothers, and we share the blessings together. It's okay to be a knife to both sides." Feng Qi immediately smiled and patted the Lord of Mist on the shoulder.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, the voice of the narrator suddenly sounded in his mind:

[Look to the west, your little black brother is dragging two machetes, sparks and lightning along the way, ready to kill you.

Hearing the narrator's reminder, Feng Qi immediately turned his head to look west.

I saw to the west, a mass of black mist flying close to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

Everywhere along the way, the green plants withered, and the little green energy was absorbed by the black mist body and became part of its power.

[For you, it took me 1500 years to travel through time and space to see you. For this gathering, I even practiced the speed of devouring repeatedly. Words have never been able to express my killing intent in a millionth of a million...]

Feng Qi couldn't help rolling his eyes while listening to the cheap magic songs in his ears.

The arrival of Xiao Hei at this time means that he will be separated from the sucker.

Looking down at the little tiger's teeth, he stared at Xiao Hei's little sucker with a fierce expression on his face, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The original sucker had no consciousness and was more like a walking dead puppet.

But now the suckers have a fresh life.

He couldn't bear to throw the sucker to Xiao Hei and let her buy time for him until he died in battle.

`Dish') Ah Qi, I'm going to hit Xiqi!"

Looking at the sucker still struggling in his arms, Feng Qi still couldn't bear to let go.

Sleeping for 1500 years just because he died in battle at this time, thinking about him makes him feel bad for the little sucker.

But he knew better that time in future dreams was precious.

The road to salvation is always accompanied by sacrifice, and indecision at this time will only slow down your progress.

Thinking of this, he still held the sucker in his arms.

Just when he was about to let go of the suction cup~www.mtlnovel.com~ suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at the Lord of Mist.

"Brother, can you help me with one thing?"

Facing the question, a puzzled expression appeared on the face of the Lord of Mist:

"You said, what's the matter?"

Feng Qi stuck the constantly flapping sucker under his arm with one hand, and pointed at Xiao Hei in the distance with the other hand and said:

"See that black fog? Go up and block it for me for a while!"

Feng Qi's voice fell, and the narrator's applause sounded in his ears.

[This brother is... wonderful, but fortunately I am your father, not your brother.

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