Chapter 398

The white dragon is on the verge of death.

But at this time, Chen Feng is more cautious and meticulous. In the face of this almost extraordinary 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, threw the whip directly, tied the other party's neck, and then exerted his strength. The flame whip tightened bit by bit. The temperature was so high that even a burning smell slowly appeared in the air.

The winding lasted for two minutes, and the white dragon was not moved at all, which indicates that this powerful dragon has really lost its life.

But Chen Feng did not stop.

If you want to gain the power of the dragon, you must carry out blood baptism when the body function has not disappeared. If you delay too long, the effect will be greatly weakened.

Chen Feng walked towards the convenience with the blade of fire. Until this time, Chen Feng found that his legs had been exhausted. The high-intensity explosion caused some damage to his leg muscles.

But all this is worth it.

The body of a white dragon.

There is no more attractive reward than this!

Chen Feng raised the flame blade, hardly hesitated, and pierced the white dragon's neck. Just now, because of the winding, the dragon scale was relatively soft. Without obstruction, the artery between the white dragon's neck burst completely.

"Pooh!"

A big stream of hot dragon blood spilled.

Thick blood poured on Chen Feng.

At this moment, the white dragon was like a lamb to be slaughtered. He could not see the strong will that the giant dragon should have. On the contrary, his body lay here like a hill, revealing an unspeakable sense of sadness.

Cold dragon blood sprinkled all over Chen Feng's body, but after a moment, the plasma began to boil, as if it was about to be roasted. Chen Feng could even feel his skin cracking, a feeling that people fell into the magma.

A burning breath flowed in Chen Feng's body.

He's hot!

It's so hot that you seem to be baking on the fire!

This burning pain even Chen Feng's will can't bear it. He groaned uncontrollably, half kneeling on the ground and shaking. There was a flame burning on his body. It was a real flame, a flame triggered by the blood of the white dragon.

Although the white dragon is an ice monster, his blood is full of terrible natural forces. At this time, Chen Feng is also undergoing some subtle changes.

Vaguely, the forces belonging to the devil slowly gathered on him. At this time, the devil horn on his head changed some shapes. From the appearance, there were even some rudiments of giant dragons.

Demon blood, chaotic and powerful.

The devil can assimilate almost any gene. Just like now, Chen Feng has integrated a trace of the power of the white dragon. No, it is not just the white dragon. The will of the red dragon has also been conquered. At this time, Chen Feng's body is like a container. After mastering the genes of the devil, the white dragon and the red dragon, his appearance and temperament have changed dramatically.

Not enough strength.

Power is not enough.

On the one hand, Chen Feng endured the heat on his body, on the other hand, he opened his eyes. He stumbled close to the white dragon, and then punctured the white dragon's chest with his bare hands. When he pulled it out again, he held a heart like a coconut in his hand.

Pinch it hard.

Chen Feng immediately held his heart above his head, and then a force several times stronger than before poured on himself.

He raised his head and a flash of madness flashed in his eyes. At this time, some miscellaneous memories, even through blood, flowed in Chen Feng's mind.

These memories are just some fragments. The strength of the dragon is that there is some magical energy in the blood. It is said that smearing dragon blood on a certain point of a man will increase his ability in some aspects, which is easier and durable than any panacea.

In the black market, the price of a small bottle of dragon blood has even climbed to an alarming level. Like now, Chen Feng is unilaterally bathed in blood essence. If some ordinary people see it, they will be shocked directly.

Chen Feng's momentum is rising.

Just now, the success of killing the dragon has made his energy and spirit reach the peak. There is a feeling of "hiding the sword for ten years and getting out of the scabbard once". The completely burned face can not affect his momentum at all. On the contrary, it makes him more dangerous and deadly!

This momentum.

Even in the abyss, some weak demons will swear allegiance to themselves without reservation and shame.

Compared with the so-called heaven, there is only a creature called angel. Once any demon or devil enters there, he will suffer crazy slaughter.

But the abyss is not like this. Although most of them are demons, the residents there don't mind whether the other party is human or other races. What the devil has to do is to lure the other party and make it a degenerate creature like himself.

The abyss is like a quagmire. Any creature that accidentally falls into it will become a dark creature in the fastest time.

Chen Feng has completed his transformation.

Some energy has been transformed, while more energy is stored in the depths of the blood. Only when we reach a certain level can we really wake up.

Chen Feng slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid gas.

Absorbing the power of the white dragon, it has high resistance to ice damage. This is a complex situation. Chen Feng is clearly a burning devil, but he has resistance to frost.

Most of the blood belonging to the white dragon has been lost. At this time, the land near Chen Feng is even dyed red, full of a strong smell of blood.

Chen Feng looked at the white dragon's body and some thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Although the blood is exhausted, the white dragon has some other values. A powerful corpse can be used as a sacrifice to summon.

Although the six summoning places have been used up, Chen Feng can complete a temporary summoning with the help of white dragon's body.

this matter should not be delayed.

Although Chen Feng's strength will not be affected in the iceberg, after all, it is full of cold here, which makes Chen Feng who likes hot feel a little uncomfortable. He needs to complete the call as soon as possible and find a way to leave here.

One step forward, Chen Feng put his hand into the white dragon's chest again.

The blood sacrifice begins.

In Chen Feng's mind, the rapid passage of nuclear energy is like a raging tide. Among them, there are countless demons and beasts, strange and surging. The scene is strange, and even emits a dark red ghost light, which makes people feel frightened.