Chapter 14: Devouring

"No!"

The little dragon roared wildly in his heart, he desperately controlled his body but couldn't get a response, he could only let the black silk thread wrap around his body, and the black thread quickly covered his whole body from tail to head, plunging him into darkness.

"How could it be...... What the hell is going on...."

Wang Mu, who was still breathing on the ground, felt the abnormal movement of the wound, and raised his head with all his might, wanting to see what was happening to him, but he was stunned when he saw Wang Mu.

"How come a few tentacle-like lines stick out of my belly! Is this the monster in the old man's mouth?"

Wang Mu didn't feel the connection between the thin thread and his body, but he knew that there was a strange energy gushing out of his chest, flowing quickly through his body, allowing the wound to heal quickly.

"System, are you making a move?" Wang Mu asked.

The system doesn't speak, it's as silent as if it's dead.

"System, you speak!" Wang Mu shouted unwillingly.

But the system didn't seem to hear it, and it was unwilling to say a word to respond to Wang Mu.

Watching the thin thread slowly pull a small dragon-shaped ball of thread into his body, Wang Mu finally didn't calm down, this is a living dragon body, and it's not a garbage truck, how can you pull inexplicable things indiscriminately!

"System, I order you to stop, hurry up and stop for me. ”

Wang Mu roared with all his might, wanting the system to stop his next move, but obviously Wang Mu overestimated his deterrence, after listening to his words, the system not only did not respond at all, but instead accelerated the speed of the thin line's movement, and soon pulled the little dragon wrapped in the thin line into Wang Mu's body.

Wang Mu stretched out his claws with difficulty, wanting to pull the little dragon wrapped in thin threads out of his body, and then knotted it on the big stone on the ground, but when he touched his chest, he touched the smooth skin, and the wound on his chest just now was actually healed at this moment.

Wang Mu was so anxious that he beat his chest, he had already guessed that the thin line was wrapped in Xiaolong, and he also knew that he was not Xiaolong's opponent, and being devoured by the system was the best way for him.

It's just that he is very unwilling, this kind of fate is pinched in the hands of others The feeling is extremely bad, which makes Wang Mu feel like a fish in his throat, and there is a boulder pressing in his heart.

Feeling the pure energy generated from his chest and spread to all parts of his body, Wang Mu secretly swore in his heart, "I must become stronger, I must control my own destiny!"

A trace of golden energy emanated from the little dragon in Wang Mu's body, operating in Wang Mu's body, giving birth to pink flesh buds and black scale armor.

In just a few seconds, Wang Mu's body returned to its original state, and the demon yuan in his body also returned to its peak, making Wang Mu feel like the demon yuan was saturated.

Feeling the demon yuan that was still rising wildly in his body, Wang Mu had a bad premonition in his heart.

Wang Mu's body has been filled with demon yuan, but a huge amount of energy is still being released from his chest, slowly filling each of Wang Mu's meridians, and green tendons bulge from his body surface, and the body surface slowly bulges up like a cheer.

The surface of his body was torn apart, but it was restored in an instant, like Ling Chi's torture, making him worse than dead.

"System, system, stop devouring, stop devouring, summon the main interface, tell me how many devouring points are left to break through. ”

To Wang Mu's surprise, this time the system not only did not stop, but even the black interface did not appear, and the system seemed to have really abandoned him and no longer paid attention to any of his orders.

There are more and more demon elements in the body, and Wang Mu's body is also bulging like a balloon, Wang Mu stretches out his claws and grabs his skin, wanting to cut a hole to expel the excessive demon elements in his body.

But he soon found that the cut he had cut healed in an instant, and he didn't have time to release a trace of demon yuan.

Wang Mu felt that the demon yuan in his body had turned into hundreds of millions of tiny insects, wriggling in his limbs and internal organs, frantically eating his flesh and blood, tearing his bones and flesh.

But at the same time of torture, there was a trace of strange energy, like a trickle flowing through his meridians throughout his body. The torn flesh and veins of the flesh and blood where he passed were instantly restored, making him feel extremely comfortable.

The veins were constantly tearing and repairing, and Wang Mu felt that he was hovering between heaven and hell, neither living nor dying.

Wang Mu's physical pain became worse and worse, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, and in a hazy way, he seemed to hear a small pop, the pain on his body suddenly disappeared, and his tense spirit suddenly loosened, and he fainted.

If he was awake, he would be very surprised, because countless black and red residues were sprayed out on the surface of his body, emitting a foul smell, and streams of red qi and blood surrounded his body, and soon formed a blood scab, covering Wang Mu's round body, looking like a huge blood chrysalis from a distance.

I don't know how long it took for Wang Mu to regain his senses and slowly wake up.

He immediately found that the pain in his body was gone, and the strange energy in his body was gone, except for some places in his body that were still dull pain, and everything in his body seemed to be back to its original state.

Not only that, Wang Mu also felt the massive demon yuan in his body, which was condensed many times more than before, and he had a feeling that if he could still meet the wolf, he would definitely be the one who won the person.

The sudden increase in strength made Wang Mu feel a little more at ease, and he began to pay attention to the environment around him.

There was darkness as far as the eye could see, and Wang Mu realized that his hands and feet were bound, and he didn't know what was tightly wrapped around his body.

He struggled violently, and the terrifying power exploded on him, easily tearing the covering off his body, making a crunch click.

The blood chrysalis was torn out of a big hole, Wang Mu crawled out of it, looked around and found that the little dragon had disappeared, and finally determined that he was dead in his belly, and squatted on the ground relaxed.

Touching the blood chrysalis beside him, Wang Mu smelled a foul smell, like the essence extracted from countless feces, forcing him to quickly retreat and stay away from the blood chrysalis.

Thinking that he had just come out of such a foul-smelling thing, Wang Mu felt extremely disgusted, he hurriedly checked his body, wanting to see if his body was sticking to the things on it, if it was sticky but didn't take it down, thinking about it made Wang Mu extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, although Wang Mu didn't find out what he was sticking to, he found something strange.

"How do you feel like my fingers have become more......" Wang Mu hurriedly put his hand in front of his eyes, his pale golden pupils were full of surprise.

He also accurately remembered that before he fell unconscious, he only had two fingers, but when he woke up, he became three, and the number of fingers only increased when he transformed, and when he reached five, he could be recognized as a true dragon by the dragon clan.

"Could it be that I experienced a metamorphosis just now?" Wang Mu scratched his head and said suspiciously.

It's okay not to scratch, but the surprise in Wang Mu's eyes deepened when he scratched it, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and it took a long time to react, and he muttered in wonder.

"Where's Lao Tzujiao?"

I saw that there was nothing on his head, and the mighty unicorn that was originally in the middle disappeared, leaving only smooth scales and a round mark, which looked like a monk's head with a ring scar from a distance.

This is really a great shame, in Wang Mu's memory, the dragon horn is the dignity of a dragon, in ancient times, the dragon clan's mate selection was determined by the length of the dragon horn, and now his dragon horn is gone, if he meets his father, wouldn't he be laughed to death?

"No, this is not good, I don't want to be ridiculed by that guy who is a hanger, I must find my dragon horns and stick them on my head again!"

Wang Mu's eyes were firm, he looked at the blood chrysalis in the distance, took a sharp breath, and rushed over very quickly.