Lin Fan had no room to resist, and then knew that next, he might die in the hands of Wang Bojin.

However, he really had no room to resist.

He soaked in the tub.

Inside the bath barrel, the high temperature was maintained, and Lin Fan felt that as soon as he entered, his skin was burned.

Only the back, where the dragon scales are overgrown, is cool.

Wang Bojin's face showed greed, he slapped his palm on the bath bucket, and the mana continued to be instilled into the bath bucket.

Lin Fan felt the position of the dragon's heart on his right, and jumped wildly.

The sharp pain continued to spread from his right chest, as if there was a force that wanted to pull Lin Fan's right heart out.

"Ahh

Lin Fan couldn't help the pain and screamed.

Then, he gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Bojin, who was standing next to the bathtub and casting spells.

Wang Bojin's eyebrows furrowed, he did this to force out the dragon heart in Lin Fan's body.

The dragon's heart can only stay alive in this tub containing dragon blood.

If he directly held the knife and dug out the heart, Wang Bojin was worried that this dragon heart would stop beating directly.

That's more than worth the loss.

Wang Bojin's eyebrows were twisted together, and there was an ugly look on his face, and he couldn't force this dragon heart.

He strengthens mana.

The pain multiplied in an instant.

Lin Fan clenched his teeth, but then, Lin Fan discovered a very strange phenomenon.

In this tub, there is a small stream of blood, which is actually penetrating through the skin and burrowing into his body.

This is.

But wherever there was this small stream of blood soaked in, Lin Fan's skin would feel refreshed.

"The dragon blood in Gong Xiangfei's body before is flowing into my body."

Lin Fan had such a conjecture.

There are variables!

Thinking of this, Lin Fan continued to maintain a painful look on his face, secretly, but secretly felt this small stream of blood.

And this small stream of blood, after entering Lin Fan's body, actually went straight to the dragon's heart.

In a few moments, this small stream of blood was all integrated into the dragon's heart.

"What's going on?"

Wang Bojin's face was difficult to look at.

Because Lin Fan's appearance is changing rapidly.

On the surface of Lin Fan's body, pitch-black dragon scales grew rapidly at this time, and except for his head, his whole body was covered with dragon scales.

"Isn't it?"

Wang Bojin thought of a bad possibility.

Could it be that those dragon blood in Gong Xiangfei's body were refining the dragon heart in Lin Fan's body.

With this thought in his mind, Wang Bojin wanted to stop casting spells.

But he found that at this time, this dragon heart, like a bottomless pit, was absorbing his mana, and he couldn't take it!

How so!

Wang Bo's forehead showed sweat stains, it is not a trivial matter to suck it like this, and it may directly suck him into a waste.

Soon, Wang Bojin figured out that refining the dragon's heart requires a lot of mana consumption.

Lin Fan's mana was sealed at this time, and there was no mana refining at all.

So the current situation is that this Lin Fan is refining this dragon heart, not to mention, he is still refining it with his mana!

This made Wang Bojin's heart extremely angry.

He wanted to slap Lin Fan to death with one palm, but he found that now he couldn't pull his hand at all.

Soon, the mana in his body was sucked out.

If this continues, he is afraid that he will be sucked into a waste.

Wang Bojin was quite decisive, he raised his hand and sucked.

Gong Xiangfei's sword flew to his left hand before, and he decisively slashed directly at his right arm.

In the dungeon, a muffled snort was heard.

Wang Bojin directly cut off his right hand.

Lin Fan was the person refining the dragon's heart, how could he not know the situation at this time.

Wang Bojin's decisiveness exceeded Lin Fan's expectations.

However, Lin Fan soon understood, after all, this guy was the one who controlled Purgatory Mountain, and if he was not resolute and decisive, how could he suppress countless masters in that kind of place.

Wang Guocai, who was in prison not far away, originally looked painful.

He watched Lin Fan being sent in, stewed like soup, but he couldn't do anything about it.

But suddenly, Wang Bojin cut off his right arm.

Wang Guocai's face is blindfolded, what is the situation?

"Suck." The pain made Wang Bojin gasp.

"Good boy, you dare to take advantage of me." Wang Bojin gritted his teeth and said.

Now that he can't refine the dragon's heart, he has broken an arm, which makes Wang Bojin like an erupting volcano, and his eyes are like a burning fire.

He raised his right hand at this time, wanting to blast at Lin Fan with a palm.

But I found myself weak and weak.

His mana has been sucked away, and his combat power at this time is probably only a few points stronger than that of ordinary people.

Wang Bojin's left hand slapped on Lin Fan's body, but it didn't cause any waves.

If Wang Bojin's mana was still there, he might be able to kill Lin Fan.

But now, a palm without mana is like giving Lin Fan an itch.

Outside Lin Fan's skin, there were pitch-black dragon scales.

Wang Bojin hurriedly turned around and ran out of the prison, he wanted to let his subordinates deal with Lin Fan.

"Big brother." The kingdom shouted.

He didn't know what the situation was just now, he only saw Wang Bojin slap Lin Fan, and then turned around and ran out.

At this time, Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes.

He clenched his fists, but there was not the slightest joy in his heart.

At this time, there was a huge demonic aura in his body, which was rampage.

"Quick!"

Lin Fan picked up the sword that Gong Xiangfei was flying on the ground, split the prison, and cut off the iron chain that bound Wang Guocai.

"Take off the hook from my back." Lin Fan said anxiously: "Hurry up." ”

Wang Guocai hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled out Lin Fan's bloody iron hook.

Feeling the pain coming from his back, Lin Fan's eyebrows furrowed.

Then, he hurriedly ran the exercises in his body and forcibly suppressed the boiling demonic qi in his body.

Soon, the dragon scales on Lin Fan's body disappeared completely, and he looked no different from a normal person.

Lin Fan hurriedly helped Wang Guocai pull out the iron hook behind his back.

Enduring the pain, Wang Guocai glanced at the direction of the entrance of the dungeon with palpitations: "Big brother, if we want to rush out, I'm afraid it's not easy." ”

"There's only one way." Lin Fan took a deep breath.

"How?" Wang Guocai asked.

Lin Fan whispered two words in Wang Guocai's ear.

"Can this be done?" Wang Guocai frowned, he didn't think that Lin Fan's idea would work.

"Let's be a dead horse as a live horse doctor." Lin Fan said.

Wang Bojin went out very much, and soon, he returned to the dungeon with a dozen of his men in black robes.

His face was gloomy, like that of an angry lion.

And more than a dozen of his subordinates also looked at Wang Bojin's severed right hand from time to time at this time.

They don't know what's going on in the dungeon.

Soon, they saw that in the dungeon, Lin Fan was lying on the ground, while Wang Guocai was crying on the side.