Mu also knew that this matter could not be delayed any longer.
He immediately flew up and landed on the back of the dragon's body.
Holding the Dragon Heart in one hand, Mu raised his right hand to his lips and bit his finger.
Blood immediately overflowed from his fingers. He stretched out his palm and drew a complex texture in mid-air. Then, he slowly recited the obscure incantation of the ancient tribe of Nanzhou. Following his voice, a bloody light appeared.
It overflowed from the blood pattern and wrapped the dragon's heart.
"Cut its back and I will put the heart into his body."
"I come!"
Zi Tong flew over, raised his hand to take out his Fengyun Blade, raised the knife and opened a gap in Shenlong's chest.
Mu lowered his palm, and the dragon's heart hung in mid-air, wrapped in blood-colored light, and fell bit by bit towards the dragon's body.
Finally, it fell into the exposed heart of Shenlong and merged with it.
Mu turned his palm, and the drop of dragon's blood remaining in his palm slowly dripped and hit the inorganic heart.
The dragon's heart trembled slightly.
Then, the vivid blood color dispersed from the drop of dragon blood.
The dry blood vessels swelled, the gray heart turned to vivid red, and the stagnant blood in the blood vessels began to flow slowly.
The dragon's heart contracts and expands.
thump!
With the sound of a heartbeat, the blood was immediately squeezed away and flowed towards Shenlong's legs and feet.
Thump, thump, thump!
The heart, which was the color of deathly gray, was beating faster and faster.
All the dead blood in the blood vessels within Shenlong's body was activated.
Mu took a breath, opened his palm a little tiredly, and took out the water of life Luo Jia gave him from the ring.
The dragon has just been resurrected and has limited self-repair ability. This water can help its wounds recover as quickly as possible.
Tilt the porcelain bottle in his hand, Mu carefully poured the precious water of life onto Shenlong's wound. Wherever the water of life fell, Shenlong's wound healed little by little.
However, the wound was too big. Even after all the water of life was used up, a large part of the wound was still in a split state, and blood was pouring out of the wound rapidly.
"I'll sew it up."
Purple Eyes rushed over and landed near Shenlong's wound.
A hand held her wrist, she turned her face, and what she saw was Beichen's solemn expression.
"I come!"
Letting go of her, he raised his fingers and gently slid them open, then opened her palms.
Blood immediately flowed from his palm and fell drop by drop on Shenlong's wound.
Moisturized by his blood, the unhealed wounds continued to heal.
Finally, completely healed.
Zi Tong quickly took out a handkerchief, wrapped it in his palm, and gently hugged her waist. Beichen flew up and took her back to the island.
Mu fell down tiredly. When his feet landed on the ground, his feet softened and he almost fell. Such a spell took a huge toll on his physical and mental strength. Susie rushed over and held his arm.
Mu took a breath and forced himself to stand up straight.
"Now, everything that can be done has been done. Whether Weiyang can wake up depends on him."
No one said anything, everyone's eyes were fixed on the dragon, praying silently in their hearts.
Time passes slowly.
call!
Shenlong's huge nose suddenly trembled, he took a sharp breath, and his eyes that had been tightly closed also trembled slightly.