The bloodstone-paved ground cracked in pieces, and nine extremely thick tentacles emerged from the ground, taking on a dark red sheen as a whole.

The smoke cleared, and a crystal heart appeared in the air, and the nine tentacles flipped and swam towards the heart, gathering together, dripping and wriggling like a living thing, looking disgusting.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the phantom of the Xuanniao swirled in the air, and opened its mouth to spew out another flame, and the raging fire surrounded these tentacles and hearts.

When the firelight came, wisps of red light burst out from the heart, blocking the flames spewed out by the Xuanniao, and the red light and the flames were connected, and the sound of burning was endless.

Seeing that the flame in his mouth couldn't help this heart, the Xuanniao Phantom let out a long roar, turned into a streamer, and swooped into Lin Fan's body.

Lin Fan stood up in a daze, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes rolled, and he seemed a little uncomfortable, he shook his arm slightly and shook his head.

"I underestimated you, I didn't expect you to have the blood of the evil dragon in you." Lin Fan said slowly, although his tone was gentle, there was an unstoppable arrogance.

Although this voice was made by Lin Fan, whether it was the tone or the expression when speaking, it was very different from the usual Lin Fan.

Although Lin Fan before had an unstoppable momentum, he rarely had this kind of arrogance, the whole person was like being high up, looking down on the world, every move, every smile, every word, all with an awe-inspiring and inviolable sacredness and nobility.

The pile of tentacles on the opposite side wrapped around the heart, slowly forming the shape of a human body as it flipped and rolled, exactly like the white man formed by the black mist before.

It's just that the momentum between the two is no longer at the same time, if he was like a wave before, then now he is as calm as the earth.

"I know that you are a god soaring in the nine heavens, you are a totem overlooking all living beings, and you are an existence that has crossed the long river of time and space, but unfortunately, there is only a wisp of your mind here."

As he spoke, Dracula's body re-condensed, naked, and the muscles beneath his skin took on an astonishing beauty, like the most perfect work of heaven, with an unimaginable explosiveness hidden under the smooth lines, like the bodies of the gods on Mount Olympus.

"Ignorant and despicable reptile, do you think that with the blood of a low-level evil dragon in your body, you can covet what does not belong to you?" Lin Fan said contemptuously, with an indescribable arrogance in his eyes.

Although his tone and demeanor are inaccessible, they are not offensive, and to outsiders, this haughty posture seems to be like it should be, if he is not so unattainable, it will make people feel incongruous and incompatible.

Facing Lin Fan with a contemptuous face, Dracula did not get angry, but smiled hesitantly and said: "How can you know if you don't try, you are so noble, beyond the existence of the gods, as long as you can get this body, becoming a god will be a matter of course for me." ”

"Maybe you can bluff others, but you can't scare me, I know that you just left a wisp of thought and a drop of essence blood on that body, and it won't last long."

When he finished saying this, the overall form had been completely transformed, and the perfect body appeared in front of him, but the nine huge tentacles seemed to affect the perception of this body.

The nine tentacles were lined up, one end burrowing into the vertebrae behind his back, the other spreading into the ground, looking like mechanical warriors, with a row of straws behind him.

"Hehe, enough to destroy you." Lin Fan chuckled, and as he spoke, he took a step forward lightly.

"It seems that you not only have the blood of the evil dragon in your body, but also fused some of the energy of the Western gods, which is worth my hands."

The breeze blew and scorched hot, and the air around it seemed to rise a lot, and a masculine aura slowly spread here, sweeping away the cold and biting bones in the palace.

Lin Fan walked forward slowly, as if he was the center of the surrounding heaven and earth, and every time he took a step forward, it was like a battle of stars shifting, and the wind and clouds were moving in unison.

At this time, Xiao Jinzi suddenly jumped up and came to Lin Fan's side, a pair of blood-red eyes widened, looking at the master suspiciously, and a warning roar came out of his mouth.

Lin Fan waved his hand and smiled: "You stupid monkey, I just borrowed the body of your stupid master, and I will naturally return it later, what are you waiting for your eyes to stop me?" ”

The blood on Xiao Jinzi's body was dripping down, and it didn't even look at the injuries on its body, a pair of eyes just stared at Lin Fan tightly, grinning, showing fangs, and let out a low roar, as if to warn the other party that words must count.

Lin Fan walked forward unhurriedly, Xiao Jinzi reluctantly got out of the way, although it was fierce, but it didn't dare to be presumptuous at the moment, because it knew that it was the one in the master's body.

Dracula looked at Lin Fan nervously, although his body did not move, but a cold aura spread quietly beside him, like a spider spinning silk, invisible and shadowless, weaving and winding around his body.

"Here comes the knife!" Lin Fan snorted, a red light flashed, and the blood moon, which had not appeared for a long time, turned into a long knife again, shaped like a crescent moon, and the color was bloody.

With the blood moon in his hand, Lin Fan's body erupted with colorful glow, red as fire, surrounded by halos of light outside his body, like a god descending from the sky.

At this time, the blood moon seemed to come to life in Lin Fan's hands, the red light skyrocketed, and there was a trace of agility, and the knife body transmitted not only bloodthirsty, but also a kind of bloody battle in all directions.

Lin Fan let out a long roar, the glow was brilliant, the light and rain flowed, and the sound was like nine heavens falling straight down, loud and far-reaching, masculine and mighty, revealing a breathtaking momentum.

The blood moon in his hand swiped forward at will, and a red torrent, like magma from the ground, converged into a long river in mid-air.

The red torrent flashed by, and between the knife light jumping, it was like the sparkling waves on the surface of the lake, flickering and uncertain, and the streamer was flying, changing endlessly, and ethereal like a fairy.

The power of this knife seems to open the heavens and the earth, and the momentum is incomparable, not to mention that it cannot be stopped by manpower, even if the gods are in person, the heaven and earth will be split with a knife.

Faced with this irresistible knife, Dracula did not choose to temporarily avoid the edge, because only when he faced this knife himself, would he know that this is an undodgable knife, whether you want it or not, you can only face it head-on, which is also the most terrifying place, if not, even if this knife has such power, it cannot be called a divine sword.