One pound of meat equals one attribute point

But he is already a cultivator at the level of a demon god, why would he still be like this?

Ars didn't have time to think about this question.

Because accompanied by a dragon roar that spanned the ages, extremely terrifying blood and energy rushed up into the sky, shaking the world.

Just like a natural disaster volcanic eruption, the monster in front of him was completely revived, the breath on his body surged, and the dense flesh and blood covered and intertwined, recovering and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Swish!

Accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood fibers tearing.

Su Heng's big hand broke away from the dragon skeleton that had been refined for the most part, and his five fingers spread out. The palm that had not yet fully healed was like a blood-red sky cover, covering the sky. Just like slapping a bug to death, he grabbed Ars, who was unable to move in front of him, in his hand.

Puff!

As the five fingers exerted force.

Ars didn't even have time to scream, and the lower half of his body exploded directly.

Su Heng's mouth opened wide, and as a large amount of flesh and blood grew rapidly on his body, the energy he accumulated in the flesh and blood furnace was also rapidly digested.

A strong feeling of hunger surged in his heart. Su Heng also relaxed his requirements for food at this time. He opened his bloody mouth, and the white mucus stuck between his halberd-like fangs, and bit directly at Ars.

The demon descendants of the same realm did not have immortality, but instead had a very strong vitality and a strong body.

Ars, nicknamed "Big Arm", was the best among them.

However, at this time, he hated his strong and tenacious vitality so much that he wished he had been crushed to death by Su Heng just now.

At this time, he watched the bloody mouth getting closer and closer to him until it occupied his entire field of vision.

Ars struggled with all his strength, screaming with a horrified and twisted expression, but apart from giving Su Heng a little excitement and stimulation, it had no other effect.

Su Heng rolled his tongue and held the whole guy in his mouth.

After feeling him struggling violently twice inside, he bit down with a "puff" and swallowed him and the armor and weapons on his body.

Swallow Ars.

At this time, the wounds on Su Heng's body had almost healed.

He shook his neck first, then swung his arms and thighs, tearing all parts of his body off the sticky dragon skeleton flesh and blood.

His body temperature rose, and the thick long tail behind him swung, and streams of hot steam rushed up, bursting out with dangerous beeps like a chariot engine.

Horns, scales, huge claws... Apart from the increase in size, Su Heng's appearance has not actually changed much compared to before. But the whole person's body has become much more coordinated, looking brand new, filled with an amazing violent beauty.

His body is magnificent and upright, covered with heavy iron-black armor, emitting a dull luster under the fire of doomsday.

On his thick and strong arms, the muscles are smooth and feathery. The shoulder blades are high and stretched out. A slender dragon tail with joints extending from it was swinging in the air, bringing out gusts of whistling, low-pitched wind.

Su Heng's face became more and more ferocious. The iron-black chin seemed to be cast from metal, which was extremely majestic and powerful. On his face were crisscrossing flames and a big mouth with an eternal grin. A pair of pupils were gradually getting excited along with the body, turning from the abyss-like black to the dark red that was ready to devour people.

As the dragon blood was absorbed and refined, Su Heng's hair was also growing wildly, and now it was draped over his shoulders in a messy and unrestrained manner.

As the rolling winds stirred up from the burning land in front of him, it kept rising and falling.

The flickering shadows spread under Su Heng's feet.

The remaining six members of the team were all shrouded in shadows at this time, and they had to look up and then lift up. Until the chin and neck were almost connected into a branch line, they could barely see Su Heng's ferocious and majestic face.

At this time in their perspective,

Su Heng, standing in the flames of purgatory, was no different from the evil demons and gods in myths and legends.

There was no way to resist, no way to struggle, no way to escape. He could only kneel down and submit, and he could take whatever he wanted. Those who disobeyed would die without a burial place.

Su Heng's eyes swept over these people, and he looked up and saw the giant battleship "Storm" in the sky. His thoughts were intertwined, and he realized what had just happened in an instant. Su Heng snorted coldly, and his heart was full of anger.

Solban and the demons had some conflicts.

But Su Heng and these people did not have any deep hatred. He was just very interested in the blood talents of the demons, and wanted to catch a few of them and take them back as experimental subjects.

He was just a kid in his early twenties. What bad intentions could he have?

But for such a trivial matter, these guys actually came to disturb his practice again and again, just like annoying flies.

Although he, Su Heng, has always been kind to others, he does not argue when encountering things, and he can endure it if he can.

But these demons are really pushing their luck and bullying too much! Even clay figures can be fiery, not to mention that he is at least a martial artist and practitioner with some achievements.

"In that case, I can only kill you all!"

Bang!

Su Heng spread his five fingers and clenched them fiercely.

His fist was clearly clenched into the air, but the demons around him felt as if they were clenching their hearts.

Accompanied by a violent twitch, a stinging pain came.

Before they realized what was happening, their hearts suddenly exploded, their bodies tore into pieces, and blood spurted out.

The body was like a scarlet blood rain, falling into the magma lake below, and with a wave of air rolling, it sank and disappeared.

Swish!

Then, Su Heng suddenly looked up.

He took a deep breath, and his second heart beat. All the organs and tissues in his body that were highly dragonized were integrated and mobilized.

The power burst out and penetrated his whole body. The ground under his feet exploded, and the magnificent body of more than 20 meters high, like a rocket rising from the ground, was wrapped in the crimson arc light produced by the intense friction, and rushed towards the Storm Battleship in the sky.

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Pull up and speed away!"

"That monster is coming!"

"It was hit by two full main guns and can still recover. What the hell is this?"

There was a fierce and noisy discussion in the main control room of the "Storm" battleship. The red light flashed inside, accompanied by sharp and piercing beeps. The situation was so anxious that it seemed to be smoking. The runes representing the warning information flashed alternately, densely packed, almost filling every space above the head.

In the shadows set off by the red light, Babek pressed his hands firmly on the table, his face as gloomy as water.

"Inject all the energy on the warship into the core energy and overload it." Babek coughed, straightened his chest and raised his head. The whole room suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Looking at the panicked people in front of him, Babek said calmly, "Self-destruction core, this is our only way to turn the tables."

"Since the Enlightened Tribe left their homeland 4,500 years ago. For the survival of the tribe, countless predecessors and sages have risked their lives, and this is what we are now. And now, the end has come, and it's time for us to make sacrifices!"

Bang!

He stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and hit his heart hard.

"For the tribe!" Babek shouted, his eyes bloodshot, his teeth clenched, like an angry lion, his voice echoing in the corridor.

The main control room was quiet for a moment, some of the people's lips trembled slightly, their hands and feet were cold, obviously they were not ready to sacrifice here. But some people were mobilized by Babek, and at this time they only felt a surge of blood, their faces flushed, and they shouted together, "For the tribe!"

The fierce and high-spirited emotions of those people spread outward, and more and more people were infected and inspired.

At this time, they shouted together and repeated.

The rolling war roar was like a tide, spreading outward, and soon submerged the entire warship.

...

Bang!

In the gusty wind.

Su Heng exploded in the air, his figure flashed wildly, and then appeared on the surface of the "Storm".

Its armor shell showed a dark black color with a special texture. Su Heng simply looked down and roughly judged that these armors were forged with a special metal called "dead iron".

Su Heng was very curious about how these giant warships operated and could overcome gravity to fly in the sky.

But these dead irons could not only isolate the warriors' strength, but also affect perception. Su Heng did not know the operating principle, so he could only dismantle them violently and stop them first. Otherwise, they would run to the depths of Changshengtian, and it would be difficult to come back at that time.

He was about to take action.

But there was a sudden vibration on the deck under his feet, and the armor on it opened.

Then several figures came out from inside, flashed in front of Su Heng, and surrounded him. Su Heng looked at them with interest, and then his eyes fell on a bald man with a mouth full of iron teeth and a fierce look.

Just a glance, a certain unique temperament emanating from him made Su Heng judge that this man was a leader among the demons.

"What's your name?" Su Heng asked.

"Babek."

"Do you think you will be my opponent?" Su Heng asked in surprise, "To be honest, I don't have much hatred with you, why do you keep appearing in front of me and stopping me from practicing."

"No, you are wrong." Babek sneered and replied, "As long as you are human, the hatred between us cannot be resolved."

After saying that, his face became serious.

He took off a long stick tied behind his back, lowered his center of gravity slightly, and pointed the stick head at the heart of Su Heng's chest.

Babek was slightly surprised at this time. He heard three completely different heartbeats from Su Heng's chest. He quickly figured out the problem, his pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart again, "What a complete monster."

"You plan to use this battleship to self-destruct to deal with me?" Su Heng looked into Babek's eyes and suddenly said.

Babek's eyebrows jumped violently.

Despite his quick reaction, this tiny detail was still captured by Su Heng.