"Not enough!" Gordon touched the thoughts clearly coming from the fangs.
With a bang, the world spins!
The fangs turned into a beam of light like snow jade!
The cold light rushed out of my mind, wrapped up Gordon's blood shadow, pierced the flesh wall, and went deep into the depths!
Countless criss-crossing fleshy tubes burst into view, colorful, thick, soft and sticky, hanging with dense blood cocoons, and various animal figures swaying among them.
They are all totems of ferocious beasts! Gordon heard the beast shadows roaring one after another.
"Pfft!" The fangs jumped up, pierced the blood cocoon, and sucked the beast's shadow. The totem merged with Gordon, and the animal nature returned to the fangs.
Gordon felt dazzled for a while, and the beast's shadow disappeared frequently. The fangs shuttled through the maze-like flesh tubes, as fast as lightning, invincible, and all the blood cocoons were swept away wherever they passed.
After an unknown amount of time, the fangs rushed out of the empty meat tube with Gordon.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and the four walls became white and gloomy. The texture was hard and rough, with dense and difficult-to-discern bone lines protruding.
This is in the beast pillar! Just when Gordon realized it, he was enveloped by a huge aura. He raised his head and looked up. Nine ugly and huge snake heads looked down at him, shaking ferociously, with dark scales shining.
Shining evil light.
Hydra! This is a ferocious beast that only existed in ancient legends. Gordon always thought it was just a myth. Unexpectedly, the totem of Hydra was hidden in the beast pillar.
The fangs rushed forward and stabbed without any hesitation.
With a "Puff" sound, the fangs pierced the snake's belly, like a red-hot knife tip breaking through butter, without any hindrance. The Hydra roared in pain and bit, twisted wildly, swung and flicked, and scraped off a piece of its fangs.
Pieces of snow-white crumbs.
The fanged rabbit flew up and down, piercing the belly of the hydra again and again, and brought out the splattering essence. The roar of the hydra gradually became weaker, but Gordon began to feel palpitations. The power of the fangs can lead to the mind.
, shocking the world, why does it live in my own mind? I have devoured countless totems, and it is complicated and chaotic. Isn’t it completely contrary to the pure path of the Technique School?
With a flash of white light, the fangs penetrated the Hydra's throat, and the green light of the eighteen vertical pupils went out one after another. The mountain-like body of the Hydra fell heavily, and was sucked dry by the fangs in an instant.
"Why is this ceremony taking so long?" Blood Crow stared at the raging waves of light. The blood curtain did not weaken, but became more intense, and the sand dunes far and near were dyed red.
"Good wine takes time to brew." Silver Fox came over and replied, "This time a large number of precious materials and new alchemical formulas have been added to specifically resolve the backlash of animal nature."
Wu Zhu hummed: "Even if they don't go crazy, there will be other hidden dangers."
"How can we control them if there are no hidden dangers?" Silver Fox smiled meaningfully, secretly wondering in his heart that the ceremony was indeed a bit too long. Could it be that No. 13 has not been overwhelmed by the ferocious beast totem? According to common sense, as long as everyone's totems are completed
Fusion, the ritual should automatically stop.
"Something's not right! Look at the altar, I'm afraid something might have happened!" Hua Bao's expression suddenly changed.
Everyone looked from a distance, and saw that the blood curtain was becoming thinner, and eight beast pillars were faintly exposed. Seven of them were full of cracks and turned into a lifeless dark gray, while the other one was also darkening rapidly. The walls of the nine-story altar were withered and withered, violently
Shaking, the animal bones peeled off piece by piece, and before they even hit the ground, they scattered into ashes in mid-air.
"The altar is going to fall?" Blood Crow cried out in shock.
"How could this happen?" Wu Zhu was in a state of chaos. If the altar was destroyed, they would all be involved, and she might have to stay in this ghost place for the rest of her life.
Could it be the blood-colored alchemy goblin? The silver fox looked gloomy. He secretly collected the blood beads from Gordon's hair and asked the alchemists at the headquarters to specially refine them, which cost him nearly 10,000 blood points. Perhaps the other party
Did you cut corners and make mistakes? Or maybe... his eyes turned to the three Leopards. Are they the ones behind it? Yes, it's them. The responsibility must be shouldered by others!
"Bang!" The centipede sword beetle in the last beast pillar slumped down and died, split into pieces, and a torrent of essence poured into Gordon's body. The fangs were still not satisfied, wrapped around Gordon, and rushed to the height of the altar!
It was the junction between the meat ball and the animal bone. It seemed to be nothing and empty. But as the fangs drove straight in, everything became apparent, as if a mysterious place appeared out of thin air.
Hot juice poured in from all directions, covering Gordon, and countless buds were swallowing in front, as dense as a jungle. The fangs were as powerful as bamboo, passing through the dense flesh buds, piercing the moist cavity, and picking up the squirming lumps... Finally,
Towards a shining heart.
The heart is as big as a sand dune and as bright as a gemstone. The bright light condenses on the surface, like pieces of octagonal clear crystal. "Thump-thump--" It takes a long time before the heart beats. Sometimes it is as faint as a breeze or as light as a mosquito.
, sometimes the sound is like a thunderbolt, and the shock is like a landslide.
Surrounding the heart, there is a shadow of a chain intertwined with thousands of characters, tightly binding the heart. Gordon recognized two of the characters, which are the oldest characters of the Sand Cave Clan, meaning - seal.
The fangs shot straight out and pierced the heart.
Gordon roared wildly, as if his whole body was poured with boiling iron juice. He was convulsing and convulsing with pain. His heart shrank little by little and merged into Gordon's body. His fangs were also shrinking and cracking, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.
.
"Boom!" The moment his heart completely melted, blood-colored flames spurted out of Gordon's body, changing and dancing, revealing hundreds of huge minions, spiral horns, coiled tentacles, and fluttering wings... Gordon looked like he was
Like an unprecedented demon. Except for his face, he is completely different from his physical body.
The fangs rolled up Gordon and returned all the way to the flesh ball. Without stopping, they stabbed straight into the right chest of the flesh body!
A bloody hole opened in the chest, and the fangs nailed the blood flame totem to the body, shooting out bright cold light. Countless blood mist drifted away and overflowed outside the body.
Gordon only felt that the huge and chaotic totem was quickly purified, removing the essentials and retaining the essence, and the massive impurities were continuously discharged.
The demonic shape of the totem gradually disappeared. The pure power centered on the right chest and extended to all directions, turning into intricate blood vessels. The core part shrank smaller and smaller, condensed into a ball, and actually formed another heart.
!
The heart is as bright as a gem, beating loudly, sometimes as light as smoke, sometimes as roaring as thunder.
The fangs flew out slowly, only the size of a fingertip, dark in color and cracked, obviously all the energy had been exhausted.
"You are the last... fire of the Shizhi lineage, run... escape! Don't let... them... find you..." Fangs revealed intermittent thoughts, exploded, and spirituality died.
, only a faint shadow of teeth remained, thrown into Gordon's mind.
Gordon suddenly realized that Yaying could control it freely, as if it had been handed over to him from the hands of the departed spirit.
A lineage of Shizhi? Gordon fell into deep thought. He had never heard of this race. Who did "they" refer to?
The wound on the right chest healed quietly, and all the totems turned into blood vessels and heart. These blood vessels were tough and strong, intertwined into a network, full of primitive and wild atmosphere, and they were distinct from the original heart and blood vessels and did not interfere with each other. Gordon suddenly realized at this moment,
Ya went to great lengths and swallowed the entire altar just to create a new heart and blood vessels for him.
But in this case, the power of the totem is gone, doesn't his ritual fail? What if the Blood Prison will dig into the inside story... Thinking about this, Gordon suddenly felt bad.