Long Junchen let the dragon blood withdraw and completely handed over his body to the beast blood. The primitive beast power of the Blood Craft Stone began to work at this time. Seeing that the long handle of the Demon Dragon Falling of the Demon Dragon is getting closer and closer to Long Junchen's body with the efforts of Long Junchen, the light on the scepter is also tighter and tighter and more closely merges with the red light emitted from Long Junchen's body.

The blood flowing out of his palm also covered more and more black and gold demon patterns on the handle of the stick, and it became a mixed strange black and red light, dazzling but exuded a strange and sequential ray. The blood poured into the black and golden grooves, as if it was casting blood vessels for the Demon Dragon Meteor and then connected to Long Junchen's body.

?Gradually, the white light at the sole of Long Junchen's feet began to converge at the top of the scepter. The top of the scepter began to condense into the shape of a small ball, and there was a crescent-shaped pattern on both sides of the scepter. At this time, Long Junchen's blood had spread to that position, dyeing the two crescent moons red, and more blood began to penetrate into the small ball at the top of the scepter. Long Junchen's blood flowed more and more, and the weight of the Demon Dragon's Fall itself became heavier and heavier. Long Junchen felt that he was

The long handle in his hand became very heavy, but in such a short time, he had begun to feel weak. At the same time, he also felt that his palm was still bleeding before, but now he seemed to be sucked by the pattern on the long handle greedily, as if he wanted to merge his blood into the pure white scepter. Long Junchen's consciousness began to be a little blurred because of excessive blood loss, and was struggling to support Long Junchen without letting go with an instinct!

Long Junchen gritted his teeth and shouted suddenly. His legs exerted force, and a harsh friction sounded. The Demon Dragon Fallen gradually moved closer to Long Junchen, and the distance between him and Long Junchen was getting shorter and shorter. The crescent-shaped bifurcation on both sides had been completely dyed red by Long Junchen's blood, and the small white ball at the top had also turned into a dark red.

Moisturized by the blood flowing out of Long Junchen's palm, the lines on the long handle of the Demon Dragon's Falcon have been awakened, like vines, and vaguely wanting to drill into Long Junchen's blood vessels. Although the dark red is not strong, the red texture is much more weird and brilliant than the pure white look in the previous form. As the blood flows downwards, it injects into the red ball at the top of the scepter, the hot white is still spreading. The two halves of the crescent-shaped patterns under the ball are already shining brightly. It feels like a volcanic eruption blooms from the ground in the middle of the ancient ruins hall. The illuminated Long Junchen is full of blood-red luster.

?The thick red mist suddenly released from Long Junchen's body, as if drops of blood were seeping out from every inch of Long Junchen's skin and capillaries. However, the red mist released from Long Junchen's body was not murderous aura, but an extremely sinister aura, which made the bone marrow stiff. The cold red ripples slowly dispersed, and in almost a few blinks, it had already spread outside the hall. This was the primitive beast nature brought by the essence and blood of all beasts! It was like a rushing wind and river that was about to break the meridians in Long Junchen's body, the blood was dispersed, and the consciousness was overturned. The most primitive and pure power of the beast clan!

Long Junchen groaned, and the blood-infested crystal in his body was running at high speed like a high-temperature furnace. A strong blood light burst out from his whole body, and the dead souls around the Black Mist Mountains seemed to have been summoned. Their body exploded and turned into blood lights, sprinkled into the hall. The blood scattered to the ground and began to condense. A large amount of blood flowed like streams, along the dense inconspicuous tiny pipes inside the hall to the central site where Long Junchen was. It was clearly visible that countless winding red liquids flowed into the venue like small snakes and into the soles of the red figure's feet.

?The blood flowed into the site and did not spread straight. There were grooves on the ground at some point, and the blood flowed into it. Gradually, it gathered into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.?

At this time, Long Junchen was in this pattern, so it was naturally difficult to see the whole picture clearly. However, Long Junchen was about to enter a demigod after all, and he calmed himself down and temporarily recovered his control of his body with his powerful spiritual sense. He looked down and saw that the pattern of blood condensed in the soles of his feet was actually a creature similar to a dragon, but it looked a little strange. The dragon was blood red all over, and the dragon whiskers seemed to be stained with red oily blood.

What exactly is this? Is there a dragon in this hall?!!? Just when Long Junchen was confused, suddenly, the dragon's eyes lit up, and the blood-red light seemed to be about to devour all things and devour the sky. Long Junchen's mental power, which was originally extremely fragile because of the fall of the demon dragon, was almost shattered in an instant. The huge red light soared into the sky, sweeping Long Junchen's body in an instant. All perceptions around became blurred. Only Long Junchen's hands were still firmly and steadily holding the white scepter, as if the white scepter was part of Long Junchen's body.

Under the blood-red devouring, Long Junchen only felt that the spiritual consciousness in his mind was mixed into a red crystal when his guard was empty. The crystal began to bump into his spiritual consciousness, and everything around him became illusory, and all perceptions were completely closed at this moment. Long Junchen's own head was in a splitting headache, as if it was about to be knocked away by the red crystal, especially the pain that he could not control himself made him feel inexplicable fear.

?The white light of the Demon Dragon Falling passed through Long Junchen's blood vessels and began to invade Long Junchen's body. At this moment, Long Junchen only felt countless colds gathering towards himself, and countless colds were being released from his body. In this white nothingness, Long Junchen suffered the terrifying pain alone, pulling back and forth, shortening, narrowing, and widening his meridians. Countless red energy flowed around in his body. This was an experience that was even more painful than just changing blood. Long Junchen's meridians began to be reshaped!
Chapter completed!