"The clothes of Aunt Pan are quite fragrant." Zhao Milong held Pan Renfeng's clothes and grinned his teeth.

"That's all, everyone, it's up to you."

Huangfu Ji said softly.

Finally, the topic was changed.

Zhao Milong stood up, "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, brother Ji, this matter is covered by me." As he said that, Zhao Milong slapped his chest and banged.

Someone brought a table with many yellow watches, a brush, and a box of cinnabar.

Song Buwen walked over, picked up his pen and started writing and painting.

Zhao Milong came over and said, "Why are Lao Song doing? Are you drawing talismans? What are you doing?"

Song Buwen handed the first talisman to Zhao Milong.

Zhao Milong held the talisman and said, "Do you eat it? Or do you stick it with me?"

"If the person who was born to the dragon slaughter, be sure to burn this thing with fire and take it orally." Song Buwen said seriously.

"I thought I was wiping my butt." Zhao Milong stuffed it into his pocket.

Wait for Song Buwen to draw another picture and then bring it back again.

"I'll get one for my family, so that I can report safety, right?"

Song Buwen paused, "Can."

Zhao Milong walked away with a smile on his face.

After everyone took one, they gradually left.

When Wang Lang turned his head, he found that Huangfu Ji was not there.

Pan Renfeng walked over and said, "Go to the place your master told you, I will give you the Dharma protector."

Wang Lang didn't think much about it, and left the cave and headed towards the Dragon-Crafting Pool that he went to yesterday.

After arriving at the place, I found that the black dragon was already waiting in this place.

Entering the cave.

Wang Lang sat on the stone bed, and the big black dragon came over to sway Wang Lang with great spirituality.

"It's OK." Wang Lang nodded to Pan Chenglong at the entrance of the cave.

Pan Chenglong shook his sleeves, and a huge rock next to him slowly moved over.

"Remember what your master said. Once it starts, no matter what happens, it cannot be interrupted. Otherwise, it will be bad for you and the black dragon. Remember?" Pan Renfeng reminded again.

Wang Lang nodded.

boom!

The boulder blocked the hole.

The dragon sword in his hand was inserted into the flat crack, with a width and thickness just right.

Wang Lang stretched out his hand and pinched the dragon sword hard.

Blood was dripping from the dragon sword and flowed into the crack.

A few minutes later, the blood overflowed from it and finally filled it.

Wang Lang stopped his hand and used his skills.

The big black dragon coiled around Wang Lang.

As Wang Lang used his skills, a vein diagram gradually appeared on the stone bed beneath him.

It's like a bloodline map network.

If you look closely, there are very small slits on it.

The reason why there is color is that the blood overflowed from where Wang Lang inserted the knife, filling the entire stone bed along these veins.

The big black dragon rolled on the stone bed excitedly.

All the scales were slightly opened, wanting to absorb all the blood from the stone bed into your own scales.

Time passes by minute by minute.

After more than ten minutes, after a big circle, Wang Lang opened his eyes slightly and saw the black dragon still rolling.

There was blood flowing out where the knife was inserted there.

This made Wang Lang a little curious. Wang Lang knew how much blood had shed just now. After so long, looking at this, it should be almost overflowing. Judging from this, there seemed to be a lot of people.

The edges of the scales are already faintly black and golden.

Judging from the current situation, only half of them have become like this. If you want to be like this, you will probably have to wait for several hours.

Sit cross-legged, close your eyes and then meditate and exercise your skills.

An hour later, Wang Lang opened his eyes slightly.

I found that the black dragon was still rolling, and blood was still flowing out where the knife was inserted.

This is strange. Wang Lang cannot have so much blood.

But I couldn't care about that much, Wang Lang continued to use his skills with his eyes closed.

Time flies.

When Wang Lang opened his eyes again, most of the black dragon's body had turned black and gold, and it was pitch black all over, but the cracks of the scales were golden, which looked very beautiful.

But I feel like I have gradually entered a critical period.

Wang Lang did not dare to be negligent at all. If the big black dragon really turned into a dragon, it would be a great help at that time and could completely help Wang Lang.

Killing the Dragon Slayer is easy.

Wang Lang really doesn’t know how to describe the realm of slaying dragons. He feels that he is the most unique among all the realms of creation that he has seen.

Wang Qinghou’s realm of creation is also very strange.

Although Wang Qinghou looks much more powerful than Tu Longsheng.

But I always feel that Wang Qinghou has an indescribable feeling.

Wang Lang could feel it but could never tell what was different.

Time flies.

The black dragon's low roar gradually opened Wang Lang's eyes, and all the scales spread out on his huge body.

There was fog on the body, and the black dragon seemed to be in great pain. Its body kept rolling, but no matter how it rolled, it would not leave the stone bed.

"Put your hands under his abdomen to exercise your skills." A voice suddenly came and scared Wang Lang so much that he jumped.

But I still reached out to do it.

Time flies.

The black dragon roared louder and louder.

at the same time.

The black dragon's claws began to split little by little, and began to turn from three claws to four claws.

Five claws are dragons.

My head is gradually getting bigger and more ferocious. A layer of sticky film gradually appears on my body, which is shedding bit by bit.

The black dragon rolled to a greater extent.

All the instruments in the entire cave began to thunder.

Bang bang bang!

The heartbeat of the big black dragon was like a drum.

Bang!

The heart sounded loudly,

The big black dragon screamed miserably and lay down powerlessly.

The scales that were spread all over their body gradually closed.

The big black dragon seemed exhausted and lying on his lie.

Wang Lang looked at the big black dragon.

it's over?

There was no thrillingness.

It's over.

There was a pustule-like thing on the black dragon's claws, which was not broken. However, one of the claws inside did not come out.

The stone blocking the hole broke open. Pan Renfeng walked in and sighed after seeing this.
Chapter completed!