One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Seeing Babek's expression, Su Heng's mouth curled up, and he immediately understood, "It seems that my guess is right."

"It's a pity that you think it's too simple."

The monster sighed suddenly, hooked his finger at Babek, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Let's not talk about whether your whimsical idea can really hurt me. More importantly, how can you ants trap me."

Babek's heart was filled with anger, staring at Su Heng's face, and roared, "Try it and you will know."

Su Heng stopped talking, but the mocking look on his face became even worse.

Babek shouted hoarsely, "Do it!"

The long stick with brass rivets in his hand shook violently, causing a circle of ripples in the void. As if a certain order was issued, all the demon descendants present at this time performed secret methods. The spiritual power on their bodies overlapped back and forth, forming ripples, and chains in the void were wrapped around Su Heng, imposing constraints.

Then came the thunder and lightning, the spread of frost, and the unstable gravitational field tearing every piece of skin and flesh on Su Heng's body.

The place where he stood seemed to have turned into an erupting volcano.

The sky was full of unstable elemental forces and hazy smoke. But only Su Heng's magnificent body was like a nightmare, standing in the same place, and never damaged at all.

"Such power is too weak." Su Heng stretched out his arms, allowing Babek to throw a lightning, whipping him.

The sticky lightning like slurry slipped out a series of sparks on his body, crackling.

Unfortunately...

Except for making the scales of this monster more shiny.

It is almost useless.

"It's not your fault to desire revenge, but you are acting hastily without sufficient preparation. There is no doubt that you are seeking your own death." The smile on Su Heng's face faded, and he spoke indifferently, walking step by step towards the core area of ​​the battleship.

"Monster, you don't understand anything!"

A five-meter-tall heavily armored warrior appeared in front of Su Heng and slammed Su Heng's knee with a spiked tower shield.

Although the innate physical fitness of the demons is stronger than that of humans, they are obviously gifted and strong to be able to hone their bodies to this extent. They should have a good reputation in the demon tribe. Unfortunately, in front of Su Heng, this guy is as weak as a baby.

The two are completely disproportionate in both size and weight.

Su Heng's posture remains unchanged and kicks forward.

The thick tower shield in the hands of the demon warrior, along with his own body, are all torn into pieces. With a "bang", only a blood mist is left on the spot, and the remaining blood and flesh fragments are all scattered and swallowed up in the surging torrent of Changshengtian.

Swish!

Dead iron can isolate strength and perception.

But as the energy on the warship surges into the engine, the overload is stimulated, and the violent vibration that follows can hardly be ignored.

Su Heng quickly determined the location of the core.

When he first came to Longyuan, Su Heng had to spend a little effort to cut through the dead iron, but now it was much easier.

Swish!

A golden beam of light burst out from the end of his claws that were clasped outward.

A huge burning circle appeared on the surface of the armor shell. Su Heng stretched out his hand and clenched it. Gravity turned into an invisible big hand and pressed hard on the heart of this steel giant. Then he pulled violently, and a violent explosion came from under his feet, accompanied by thick smoke.

"Stop him!" Babek shouted in a tone close to screaming.

Several demon warriors rushed over regardless of life and death, but Su Heng just snorted lightly.

As if the violent dragon power of the substance exploded, they only felt a dark and hot wave coming towards them. Then he looked up and lost consciousness, his body was swept away by the rolling force, torn apart, and finally turned into a wisp of insignificant dust in Changshengtian.

Crash!

The engine, which was red hot all over, emitted amazing heat.

Its volume was about three meters in diameter, in a complex spherical shape, with intricate energy pipelines connected to the outside.

In Su Heng's view.

This thing was like a heart forged from metal.

Compared with the magnificent size of the demon warship, the space occupied by the engine was negligible.

But the power it burst out was amazing, enough to propel the steel behemoth under Su Heng's feet to cross a long distance in Changshengtian. Su Heng was a little curious about how these engines were shaped. But now was not the time to think about the answer...

This engine was under too much load and was on the verge of exploding.

It was vibrating violently, and beams of hot light pierced through Su Heng's fingers like a sharp sword, leaving twisted holes in the clouds outside the battlefield.

The last resort was clamped, and failure seemed inevitable.

Babek was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that the efforts of countless people in the tribe for thousands of years would fail and turn into a bubble.

He felt as if the dark and ferocious hand was strangling his heart, and he couldn't breathe. He stared at Su Heng's thick palm, which was emitting more and more blood.

In Babek's expectation.

Su Heng should have taken advantage of the opportunity before the engine exploded to throw it far away.

Then he would enjoy his victory in the following time and crush them like ants one by one.

However, things did not develop like this.

In front of Babek, this monster looked at the ball of light in his palm. He took a deep breath, with an indescribable greed and cruelty on his face. Then, in Babek's unbelievable eyes, a bloody mouth opened and swallowed the engine like a snake.

The dazzling light pierced Su Heng's teeth, and then was blocked by the huge chin.

It crawled along the muscles and went down.

When it passed through the throat, the blood-red light flashing in the scales could be vaguely seen.

The engine core of the battleship was detonated in Su Heng's body, but the power in it was absorbed by the flesh furnace that had been strengthened many times. The remaining part acted on the body, and although it was still violent and hot, it could no longer cause harm to Su Heng now.

So...

In Babek's perspective.

Su Heng's abdomen bulged slightly, and then he raised his head and sprayed a black circle upward.

Then the monster showed a satisfied look on his face, as if he had just enjoyed the food cooked by the chef for himself.

"Ridiculous!" Babek felt that his head was in a mess. What happened just now was like a nightmare. There were still a few demon warriors left around. They were the elite among the elites who could withstand Su Henglong's might and continue to fight.

But now they were also at a loss.

The engine core not only could not hurt the monster at all, but was swallowed by the other party directly.

It seemed that they had gained something from it.

With such a huge gap, everything they did just now seemed like a joke.

Dingdang!

The weapon in the hand of a warrior fell to the ground.

He lost all his fighting spirit, took a step back, and then turned around and ran wildly.

After walking two steps, this guy's body exploded directly with a "bang", but it was not Su Heng who made the move, but Babek who was full of murderous intent in front of him.

"Keep fighting!" Babek stared at his companions fiercely, and then took the lead and held the long stick in his hand tightly. The muscles all over his body bulged, and the power penetrated his whole body. He rushed forward fiercely, swung the long stick high, and brought a strong wind to smash it towards Su Heng's head.

"It's foolish to face death, but he is indeed a courageous person." Su Heng showed a look of admiration on his face.

He said, "In this case, let you also see my true power."

After that, Su Heng's face suddenly became serious.

Dragon is the pinnacle of all biological evolution, fusion of dragon skeleton, plus Su Heng's original unique talent.

At this time, Su Heng, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a real dragon in human form. When he exerts force, all the strength in his body can be mobilized, not only the strength of muscles and bones in his body, but also the strength and spiritual strength. Therefore, on the battlefield, from the perspective of a spectator, looking from afar.

Roar!

Suddenly, a dragon roar shocked the sky.

In the sky covered with dark clouds, in the thunder of lightning like a waterfall.

The essence, energy, and spirit of Su Heng condensed together and turned into a dark dragon that was a thousand meters long. Just like the rebirth of the dead black dragon in the past, the mighty dragon power rushed towards him. At this time, he opened his mouth and bit down fiercely, and the "Storm" broke directly from the middle, causing a violent explosion, tearing it in two and falling down.

In front of Su Heng, Babek, who faced this attack directly, was directly killed.

...

Boom!

The violent explosion sound continued to come from the sky.

At this time, Su Heng had returned to the secret realm of the dragon tomb. The huge steel fragments fell into the surrounding magma lake like burning meteorites, and there were scorching air waves. Su Heng opened the flesh and blood furnace outward and collected the remaining incomplete dragon skeleton.

The volume inside the "flesh and blood furnace" was huge. After thinking about it, Su Heng collected some of the armor fragments on the "Storm".

These dead iron metals have great research value.

Moreover, these metals are very rare in the Zhou Dynasty, and their special effects make them expensive.

It can be used to trade with some big forces outside, in exchange for the skills, resources, etc. needed for self-cultivation.

Wait until these things are done.

The entire Dragon Tomb Secret Realm suddenly became much emptier, and the ground was shaking constantly, obviously on the verge of breaking.

"Awoo!" accompanied by a howl.

The dusty Qiongqi crawled out of a cave and licked Su Heng's feet with his tongue.

"I almost forgot about this guy." In Su Heng's view, Qiongqi's combat power is very ordinary. But as one of the four legendary beasts, its ability to perceive crises is quite keen. Su Heng didn't find the beacon that the demon had planted in the Dragon Tomb Secret Realm before, and it was Qiongqi who reminded him.

This little guy is very useful, gifted, and worth cultivating.

Su Heng pinched Qiongqi's neck and lifted him up in the air.

He looked back and saw a dark green figure flash by and disappear into the darkness.

Su Heng had a thoughtful expression on his face. If nothing unexpected happened, that figure was what King Qingyang had mentioned. It was the result of King Dingxuan's death and the pollution of Changshengtian. But it was very sensitive and had been waiting for an opportunity, so it didn't act rashly.

As a result, when Su Heng merged with the dragon skeleton, he found that he was no match at all, so he simply fled away.

Su Heng didn't chase him.

On the one hand, King Dingxuan was already dead, and this thing was just a demon that had taken over the magpie's nest.

On the other hand, he had too little knowledge of Changshengtian. Even if Su Heng's strength had improved, he didn't dare to go deeper rashly, fearing that he would get lost in it.

What's more, there were more important things to do at the moment.

Swish!

Looking at the gap in front of him.

Su Heng stopped hesitating and disappeared into the secret realm of the Dragon Tomb.

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On a battlefield deep in the Dragon Abyss.

In the ancient city, many powerful demons and humans fought each other, blood spilled into the sky, and it was extremely tragic.

"Stop him!" Zhao Jue shouted, with a bad premonition in his heart.

He didn't bother to think carefully, his figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand, wrapped in a waterfall of cold light, stabbed towards the face of General Simmons.

Bang!

Simmons didn't dodge, but stretched out his hand to grab forward.

The sharp blade was held horizontally in his hand, the sword tip trembled violently, and blood quickly spurted out.

Simmons was bleeding.

But he was not afraid, but gritted his teeth fiercely.

The muscles on his arms bulged, the veins tightened, and more violent power burst out. The two forces were applied to the sword with opposite frequencies. The two forces were superimposed on each other. This sharp weapon forged from divine iron could not hold on. The cracks spread on it, and then it exploded directly in Simmons's hand.

Simmons' face flashed with murderous intent, and he rushed forward.

The wound on his palm healed quickly, and he clenched it into a fist and smashed it towards Zhao Jue.

Zhao Jue stretched out his hand to block it, but the difference in strength between the two was huge. I just felt like I was hit by a mountain, my eyes went black, and then I was smashed to the ground.

Simmons flicked his finger, and a strong wind burst out. Zhao Jue rolled over and avoided this fatal blow. But his body was also lifted up by the aftermath of the explosion, and he fell in a very embarrassed way in the distance, and hit a steep mountain wall heavily.

Several elders of the fairy mountain rushed over and took over Zhao Jue's position.

But behind Simmons, there were also elite demons on top. The two groups of people fought together, and blood flowed immediately. Screams rang out one after another, and people kept falling to the ground, and soon they were killed and died on the battlefield.

Simmons didn't even look at it, but just walked forward on his own. He passed through the ancient city gate in front of him and swept through the streets.

Finally, he stopped in front of a towering tower.

This tower is more than 300 meters high and extremely magnificent. The spire forged from black stone stands in the swirling black clouds. Occasionally, a flash of lightning flashed from the sky, and the tower body with a metallic texture reflected a cold light.

This black spire, or what they put in it, is the "Doomsday Horn".

The surrounding ground veins have been repaired, and the power is like undulating waves, gathering from the mountains in all directions to the black tower in front of us. Next, we only need to guide this power out to complete the ceremony and send the beacon.

For thousands of years, the ultimate dream of the Enlightened Tribe can be fulfilled.

Now there is only one last step.

I feel a little unwell, so I have to rest early. There is only one chapter today, sorry QWQ