The White Dragon entered a state of near death.
But at this time, Chen Feng was even more cautious and meticulous. In the face of such a near-transcendent creature, carelessness is often fatal.
A long whip rose from the palm of his hand. Chen Feng looked at the White Dragon not far away and directly threw the long whip over. It wrapped around the dragon's neck, and then with force, the flame whip tightened little by little. The temperature was so high that even a burning smell slowly appeared in the air.
The entanglement lasted for two minutes, but the White Dragon did not move at all. This indicated that this powerful dragon had really lost its life.
But Chen Feng did not stop.
In order to obtain the power of a dragon, he must undergo a blood baptism before his body functions disappear. If the time is delayed for too long, the effect will be greatly weakened.
Chen Feng walked towards the other party with the flame blade. Only at this time did Chen Feng realize that his legs were a little exhausted. The high-intensity outburst caused some damage to the muscles of his legs.
But it was all worth it.
A White Dragon's corpse.
There was no more tempting reward than this.
Chen Feng raised the flame blade, and almost without hesitation, pierced the White Dragon's neck. Because of the entanglement just now, the dragon's scales were relatively soft. Without any obstruction, the arteries on the White Dragon's neck were completely ruptured.
"Puchi"
Large amounts of boiling dragon blood spilled.
Thick blood spilled on Chen Feng's body.
At this moment, the White Dragon was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. There was no strong will that a dragon should have. On the contrary, its body was like a small mountain lying there, revealing an indescribable sense of misery.
The cold dragon blood spilled all over Chen Feng's body, but after a while, the blood began to boil, as if it was about to be roasted. Chen Feng could even feel his skin cracking, as if he had fallen into magma.
A scorching aura flowed in Chen Feng's body.
He was very hot.
It was so hot that he felt like he was being roasted on a fire.
Even with Chen Feng's willpower, he couldn't withstand the searing pain. He could not help but groan in pain, and his whole body was half-kneeling on the ground, trembling. There were flames burning on his body. Those were real flames, flames ignited by the White Dragon's blood.
Although the white dragon was an ice-type monster, its blood was filled with a terrifying natural ability. At this time, through the flow of this natural ability, Chen Feng was also undergoing some subtle changes.
Vaguely, the power belonging to the demon slowly gathered on his body. At this time, the demon horns on his head changed some appearances. From the appearance, it even had some embryonic form of a dragon.
Demon's bloodline, chaotic and powerful.
............................. Red Dragon................................................ Red................
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The power was far from enough.
Chen Feng endured the scorching heat on his body while opening his eyes. He staggered closer to the White Dragon, then pierced the White Dragon's chest with his bare hands. When he pulled it out again, he was holding a coconut-like heart in his hand.
He squeezed it hard.
Next, Chen Feng raised the heart above his head. Next, a gush of power several times stronger than before poured down on his body.
He raised his head, and a touch of madness flashed in his eyes. At this time, some chaotic memories even flowed through the blood into Chen Feng's mind.
These memories were just fragments. The strength of the dragon was that its blood contained some kind of magical energy. It was said that when the dragon's blood was smeared on a certain point of a man, it would increase a certain aspect of his ability. It was more useful and durable than any elixir.
In the black market, the price of a small bottle of dragon's blood even rose to an astonishing level. Just like now, Chen Feng was one-sidedly bathing in the blood essence. If some ordinary people saw it, they would be shocked directly.
Chen Feng's momentum rose steadily.
The success of slaying the dragon just now made his essence, energy, and spirit reach the peak state. It felt like a sword that had been hidden for ten years was unsheathed. His completely burned face did not affect his momentum at all. On the contrary, it made him more dangerous and deadly.
This kind of momentum.
Even in the Abyss, some of the weaker demons would swear fealty to him without reservation or shame.
Compared to the so-called heaven, there was only a kind of creature called angels living there. Any demon or devil, once they entered there, would start killing them like the wind.
But the Abyss was not like that. Although most of the people there were demons, it did not care whether there were humans or other races. What the demons had to do was only a few simple purposes, which was to seduce the other party and force them to become as depraved as themselves.
The Abyss was like a quagmire. Any creature that accidentally fell into it would become a dark creature in the shortest time.
Chen Feng completed the transformation.
Some energy was transformed, and more energy was stored in the depths of his blood. Only when he reached a certain level could it be truly awakened.
Chen Feng slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
After absorbing the white dragon's power, he had a very high resistance to ice damage. This was a complicated situation. Chen Feng was clearly a burning flame demon, but he had resistance to frost.
More than half of the white dragon's blood had been lost. At this time, the ground near Chen Feng was even dyed red, filled with a strong smell of blood.
Chen Feng looked at the white dragon's corpse, and some thoughts flashed through his eyes.
Although the blood was exhausted, the white dragon still had some other value. A powerful corpse could be used as a sacrifice for summoning.
Although the six summoning slots had been used up, Chen Feng could use the white dragon's corpse to complete a temporary summoning.
There was no time to lose.
Although Chen Feng's power would not be affected in the ice mountain, this place was full of cold after all. It made Chen Feng, who liked the heat, feel a little uncomfortable. He needed to complete the summoning as soon as possible and then find a way to leave here.
Taking a step forward, Chen Feng reached his hand into the white dragon's chest again.
The blood sacrifice began.
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