Chapter 421 Blood of the Demon King!

These pains are what she has to endure today!

Even if she enters the Lost Mountains, she still needs to hold on to the idea of ​​a lifetime in September [-]th, and she believes that she can live!
Hongling's fiery red eyes were full of worry, she and Zhulong looked at each other, both of them seemed powerless.

Unless the Ninth Prince is here, Rong Rong can be persuaded to change her body. This is risking her life, but Hong Ling also understands that she has to do so.

If you only rely on your own cultivation, it will never be possible to reach the level of the world masters of the other five realms.

If you want to grow up quickly, you must first give something.

Although Hong Ling could imagine all these things, she couldn't help but frown when she saw Rong Rong suffering the pain of being reborn.

Qingling's tense expression changed subtly.

Holding an iron bell in his fist, he couldn't help but think of what the master told him before he left, if something happened to Xie Wanrong, he would crush the iron bell immediately.

He clenched his fist slightly,

At this moment, the number one demon king spoke out slowly: "If you want to be reborn, you must first bleed and break your bones!"

"Boom!" There was a shock.

Inside the stone tomb, the sarcophagus sank moment by moment, and at the original position of the sarcophagus, a square pool of blood suddenly appeared. The bright red blood was boiling hot and bubbling. Fill the entire stone tomb.

Suddenly a cold blade burst out from the stone statue, mercilessly cutting off the flesh and blood of Xie Wanrong, one blade at a time, from arms to arms and legs, but in the blink of an eye, the blood soaked the whole clothes.

Bright red blood was continuously released from her body, and the delicate and calm face immediately lost its color, without any blood color, and the lips were white.

But the blood in the body still didn't stop, spreading from all the wounds on his body, staining the ground red.

Hongling looked at Xie Wanrong who was standing there covered in blood, her eyes were slightly wet, she wanted to go forward but couldn't, it had already started...

"Boom!" A flash of spiritual light hit Xie Wanrong's knee, and Xie Wanrong could only feel the sound of bones breaking lingering in her ears. The endless torture made her forget the feeling of pain.

She fell to the ground uncontrollably, listening to all the bones in her body being broken bit by bit, her consciousness was lost.

"Rong Rong!" Hong Ling yelled in a hoarse voice, seeing Xie Wanrong curled up on the ground, she couldn't help but stiffen all over, and her feet were rooted.

Jiaolong's blue eyes narrowed slightly, Xie Wanrong didn't cry out after enduring such great pain, even a man couldn't bear the pain of broken bones, he stared at Xie Wanrong in a daze.

The blood flowed out violently, and the blood gathered on the ground was as dazzling as a small river. At this moment, only three parts of her bones were broken.

The blood on his body was almost drained.

Her almond eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the eye sockets were gradually covered with a layer of mist, and the feeling of splitting pain hit her one after another, slowly plundering the only bit of consciousness in her body.

Suddenly her whole body was lifted up by a ray of light.

"I give you the blood of the supreme demon king!"

As soon as the first demon king's deep voice fell, Xie Wanrong's whole body was thrown into the blood pool. The blood in the blood pool was the blood of the first demon king.

The moment Xie Wanrong entered the pool, the bubbling blood followed the wounds on Xie Wanrong's body, seeping into her body drop by drop, and the jumping blood was replacing all the remaining blood in her body!
(End of this chapter)

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