Dark clouds cover the sky and the jungle is fierce.

A black wolf looking for food at night suddenly sprang out.

Its capillary body is long and as thick as an ox.

The pair of eyes moved around, glowing green.

Woo woo woo.

The cold wind blew by, causing the weeds to grow low and rustle.

The black wolf couldn't help but roar up to the sky and bathe in the moonlight.

The smooth fur exploded instantly, revealing a block of tight muscles.

Wisps of moonlight fell down and were sucked into the open mouth.

Breathing guidance! The method of internal refining!

This is actually a beast that has met its fate and shed its ignorance!

After a moment, the vomiting was completed, and the white canine teeth slowly closed.

This black wolf nimbly wandered among the rocks and strange trees, looking for tonight's food.

The wind howled, mixed with the strong smell of blood.

The green eyes lit up, hunger, thirst and ferocity clearly revealed, like a starving ghost.

Whoosh!

The black wolf turned into an arrow, spreading its powerful limbs and running.

In just half a moment, it came to the entrance of a cave.

Through the thin starlight, I discovered a brown bear that had died not long ago.

The crimson blood seeped into the soil, and the red and white turbid liquid gurgled out from the crack in the skull.

But for some reason, the black wolf was wandering around, howling and howling.

It's like a demonstration, but it's also like intimidation.

No matter what, you don't dare to rush into the cave and feast on the flesh and blood.

This is the instinct of the animal.

A keen sense of danger.

There seems to be something more terrifying than wild bears, ferocious jackals, and evil tigers in the cave!

But the strong smell of blood was like sweet fish bait.

Hook the black wolf tightly, making it uncertain whether to advance or retreat.

Because the animal nature is still there, he cannot give up the rich blood food that is right in front of him.

Tap tap tap.

The sound of footsteps gradually sounded.

A tall figure appeared at the entrance of the cave.

Woo!

The black wolf crouched down and was so frightened that it felt like its hair was exploding.

This sinister young man wearing Ying Yangwei's black military robe lowered his hands gently.

The surface of the skin is as crystal clear as ruby, seemingly transparent and flawless.

There are big tendons all over it, showing a dazzling blood-red color, full of a strange and evil atmosphere.

The breath escaping from the body is as violent as fire and thick as hot oil.

As long as it gets a little bit of it, it will tear off large pieces of leather and flesh, which is extremely vicious and vicious.

"This blood refining inner energy is really powerful.

When the True Gang is condensed, it will be even more powerful!

Fighting with others, clashing with Qi and Qi, gaining a huge upper hand."

Meng Changhe glanced at the whimpering black wolf and didn't take it to heart.

He put his hands behind his back and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

This time, I found Yang Lixiao at an advantage.

His skills have improved again, and he will soon complete a blood transfusion.

I have to say, it’s a huge gain.

Since Meng Changhe got the brass ring from Jin Niang, he also received the gift of the Blood God.

After breaking through and exchanging blood seven times, he successfully built his legal body.

His body subsequently mutated, and the two hundred and eight bones in his body were infected and transformed by the void air machine.

It becomes extremely clear, like canine teeth intersecting, biting each other and blending into one.

Its hardness is even better than that of divine iron.

That strong vitality almost caught up with Yang Lixiao who had entered the Four Realms.

Unless he was fatally injured and his head was beheaded by someone.

Otherwise, you can only hold your breath for half a breath, and you can't stop breathing for a while.

This is the blood god’s method to reach the sky!

It’s easy to transform a person!

No matter how many qualifications and powerful skills the genius seeds of the six true traditions have, how can they be compared with them!?

"If the Xuegang True Body wants to be successful, it must undergo two more blood transfusions.

At that time, I will have two hearts and three lungs, and the muscles in my whole body can stretch and contract freely.

When trained to the extreme, he can transform into a powerful giant spirit over two feet tall.

It’s no problem to fight dragons and fight in four realms!”

Meng Changhe was filled with excitement, and his red eyes shone brightly.

I still remember when he was still a member of Fusi Qianhu in Beizhen.

In order to exchange for the great blood elixir, various means were used to raise money and silver.

He even did not hesitate to train Lin Lu to create a good name and trade the vacancies underneath.

Hundred households, general flags, small flags, and Tiqi are all clearly marked with price.

On weekdays, I click Mao and treat the commander Ao Jing respectfully.

When he returned to his home, he had to endure Yan Sheng's condescending gaze and maintain a submissive attitude.

No matter when and where, he is like a dog, letting anyone call him around.

Now that I have converted to the Blood God, I finally have the confidence and capital to start my own business.

"The East Palace protects it? The prince values ​​it? The commander favors it? The Qin Tianjian appreciates it?

Hahaha, Ji Jiulang, you have taken all the good things in the world! What is the truth?

You are also a helpless person with weak legs, why can you not bend down and straighten your back to pretend to be noble?!"

In Meng Changhe's bloody eyes, a trace of strong anger flashed.

He has not forgotten that the reason why he has fallen into this situation is thanks to Ji Yuan.

He took away the official position from thousands of households and suffered severe cold eyes and humiliation from Yan Sheng.

Thinking of this, a huge fire of hatred gnawed at my inner being.

The inner energy surged wildly and surged again.

The limbs and bones trembled, and the muscles all over the body swelled.

Like a nimble little mouse, it squirms quickly under the robe.

Kacha, kacha.

A horrifying sound rang out, echoing through the mountains and forests.

"Ji Jiulang... Yan Sheng... Ao Jing... and Zhao Wulie!

You bastards who look down on me will all receive the punishment they deserve!"

The blood in Meng Changhe's eyes became more and more intense, and the sinister face was bulging high, as if it would split at any time.

Like a demon, extremely terrifying!

It seemed that as long as he followed this violent mood and relaxed his mind to vent and release, he would be able to receive more gifts.
To be continued...