Lin Fan had no room for resistance, and then knew that he might die at Wang Bojin's hands next.

But he really had no room for resistance.

He soaked in the bathtub.

The high temperature was maintained in the bathtub. Lin Fan felt that his skin was burned as soon as he entered.

Only the back, the place covered with dragon scales, was cool.

Wang Bojin showed a look of greed on his face. He slapped his palm on the bathtub, and his magic power was constantly instilled into the bathtub.

Lin Fan felt the position of Long Xin on his right and jumped up wildly.

The severe pain continued to spread from his right chest, as if there was a force to pull out the heart on Lin Fan's right.

"ah."

Lin Fan couldn't help but screamed.

Then, he gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Bojin standing next to the bathtub casting spell.

Wang Bo frowned. He did this to force out the dragon heart in Lin Fan's body.

Only when the dragon's heart is kept alive in this bathtub containing dragon blood.

If he directly holds a knife and digs out his heart, Wang Bojin is worried that the dragon heart will stop beating directly.

That would be more than worth the loss.

Wang Bo's golden eyebrows were twisted, and his face was ugly, so he couldn't even force out the dragon's heart.

He strengthened his mana.

The severe pain doubled instantly.

Lin Fan gritted his teeth tightly, but then, Lin Fan discovered a very strange phenomenon.

In this bathtub, there was a small stream of blood that penetrated through the skin and penetrated into his body.

This is.

Wherever this small blood is soaked in, Lin Fan's skin will feel refreshed.

"The dragon blood that had been in Gong Xiangfei's body before was flowing into my body."

Lin Fan had such a conjecture.

There are variables!

When Lin Fan thought of this, his face continued to be in pain, but in secret, he was secretly feeling this small stream of blood.

After entering Lin Fan's body, this small stream of blood actually headed straight for Long Xin.

After a moment, all this small stream of blood was integrated into the dragon's heart.

"What's going on."

Wang Bojin's face looked ugly.

Because Lin Fan's appearance is changing rapidly.

At this moment, the surface of Lin Fan's body quickly grew dark dragon scales, and except for his head, his whole body was covered with dragon scales.

"Is it?"

Wang Bojin thought of a bad possibility.

Could it be that the dragon blood in Gong Xiangfei's body was refining the dragon heart in Lin Fan's body?

After this idea appeared in his mind, Wang Bojin wanted to stop casting.

But he found that at this time, this dragon heart was absorbing his magic power like a bottomless pit, and he couldn't stop!

How could this be!

Wang Bojin's forehead was covered with sweat stains, so it was not a trivial matter to suck him like this. He might directly suck him into a waste person.

Soon, Wang Bojin realized that refining the Dragon Heart requires a lot of mana consumption.

Lin Fan's magic power was blocked at this time and he had no magic power to refine it at all.

So the current situation is that Lin Fan is refining this dragon heart, but he is also using his magic power to refine it!

This made Wang Bojin extremely angry.

He wanted to slap Lin Fan to death with one palm, but he found that he could not get his hands at all now.

Soon, the magic power in his body was sucked away.

If this continues, he may be sucked into a useless person.

Wang Bojin was quite decisive, so he raised his hand and sucked it.

Before, Gong Xiangfei's sword flew to his left hand, and he decisively slashed his right arm with one sword.

A muffled groan came from the dungeon.

Wang Bojin cut off his right hand directly.

How could Lin Fan not know the situation at this time when he was refining Long Xin?

Wang Bojin's decisiveness exceeded Lin Fan's expectations.

However, Lin Fan quickly realized that this guy was a man who controlled the Purgatory Mountain after all. If he was not determined and decisive, how could he suppress countless masters in that place?

Wang Guocai, who was in the prison not far away, was originally in pain.

He watched Lin Fan being sent in and stewed like a soup, but he could do nothing.

But suddenly, Wang Bojin slashed his right arm.

Wang Guocai was confused. What is the situation?

"Suck." The pain made Wang Bojin take a breath.

"Good boy, how dare you use me." Wang Bojin said gritting his teeth.

Now that he has not been able to refine the dragon heart, he has cut off his arm, which makes Wang Bojin like an erupting volcano, and his eyes are like a burning fire.

At this time, he raised his right hand and wanted to blast Lin Fan with a palm.

But I found myself weak and weak all over.

His magic power has been sucked away, and his combat power at this time is probably only a few points stronger than that of ordinary people.

Wang Bojin slapped Lin Fan with a palm, but it did not cause any trouble.

If Wang Bo's magic power was still there, he might be able to kill Lin Fan.

But now, his palm without magic power was like giving Lin Fan itchy it.

Outside Lin Fan's skin, there are dark dragon scales.

Wang Bojin hurriedly turned around and ran out of the prison. He wanted his subordinates to deal with Lin Fan.

"Brother." Wang Guocai shouted loudly.

He didn't know what was going on just now, so he only saw Wang Bojin slap Lin Fan with a palm, then turned around and ran out.

At this time, Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes.

He clenched the fist in his hand, but there was no joy in his heart.

At this time, there was a huge demonic aura in his body, rushing around.

"quick!"

Lin Fan picked up Gong Xiangfei's sword on the ground, split the prison, and cut off the iron chains bound by Wang Guocai.

"Take off the iron hook behind me." Lin Fan said anxiously: "Hurry up."

Wang Guoci hurriedly reached out and pulled out Lin Fan's bloody iron hook.

Feeling the pain from his back, Lin Fan frowned.

Then, he hurriedly used the skills in his body and forcibly suppressed the boiling demonic energy in his body.

Soon, the dragon scales on Lin Fan's body completely disappeared, and it looked no different from normal people.

Lin Fan hurriedly helped Wang Guo pull out the iron hook behind him.

After enduring the pain, Wang Guocai looked at the direction of the entrance to the dungeon with lingering fear: "Brother, it's probably not easy for us to rush out."

"There is only one way." Lin Fan took a deep breath.

"What method?" Wang Guocai asked.

Lin Fan murmured a few words in Wang Guocai's ear.

"Can this happen?" Wang Guo frowned. He didn't think Lin Fan's idea could work.

"Let's be a living horse." Lin Fan said.

Wang Bojin went out very well, and soon returned to the dungeon with more than a dozen men in black robes.

His face was gloomy, like a furious lion.

And his dozen of his subordinates also looked at Wang Bojin's broken right hand from time to time.

They don't know what's going on in the dungeon.
Chapter completed!