Chapter 37: The Ritual of Awakening (Part II)

Lao Ning went to the shelf next to him to find a dropper, and carefully took out six milliliters of blood from the test tube.

As soon as it was taken out of the test tube, the blood in the dropper immediately boiled and rolled with a slight gurgling sound.

Lao Ning squeezed all the blood in the dropper into the iron pot.

As soon as the blood came into contact with the pure water, it immediately blended into it, and the river-like gurgling sound was extremely loud, and bubbles exploded on the surface of the water, and the steam rose, emitting a psychedelic mist, and the light of the surrounding kerosene lamps became illusory and distorted by this mist.

Fang Xiaobei had a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

A kind of itching on the soul appears out of thin air, and people can't help but scratch it.

The Charolais beef in the water is rapidly dissolving, and the clear pure water gradually becomes deeper.

"Oh no, that's the last material." Lao Ning smiled and said, "Amethyst, fifty grams." ”

Lao Ning's voice pulled Fang Xiaobei back at once, and the itching sensation on his soul disappeared.

Fang Xiaobei was slightly shocked, with his emperor-level spiritual power, his spirit was temporarily affected just now.

Lao Ning didn't care if Fang Xiaobei heard what he said, he took out a crystal crystal from the box, which glowed a faint blue in the light. If you look closely, you can see the starry sky inside.

casually threw the amethyst into the pot, and made a plopping sound, and Fang Xiaobei on the side was embarrassed.

Water splashed in the pot and fell again.

The moment the amethyst entered the iron cauldron, the sound of flame explosion suddenly sounded, the flames burned under the black iron cauldron, and the rising mist immediately expanded, enveloping the entire wooden round table, and also enveloping Lao Ning and Fang Xiaobei together.

In the mist, Fang Xiaobei's emperor-level spiritual power was slightly alert, and a feeling of being watched and locked was enveloped in his heart, and he felt that he was being targeted by countless lion-faced ghost kings in an instant.

After more than ten seconds, the water mist contracted, and the liquid in the iron pot also returned to calm.

Lao Ning was still smiling, as if what happened just now had not happened to him. He stepped forward and removed the large black iron pot filled with a thick liquid from the wooden round table.

"Stand up, your Awakening Ritual is about to begin."

Fang Xiaobei did so, jumped onto the wooden round table, and stood in the center of the wooden round table, which was where the big black iron pot was just now.

It is strange that the wooden round table was unexpectedly intact and undamaged by such a fierce flame just now.

It shows that the wood of this wooden round table is not ordinary wood.

Eat the wood that grew up in the sacrificial offerings......

Fang Xiaobei teased in his heart.

He found that Lao Ning was slowly pouring the black liquid in the iron pot on the surface of the wooden round table, and these black liquids were not scattered around like water, but crawled around purposefully, forming a pattern.

All the black liquid in the iron pot was emptied, and the surface of the wooden round table was completely covered by the lines of black liquid.

Fang Xiaobei felt invisible tentacles crawling up his body, and a cool and slippery feeling enveloped the surface of his body.

These tentacles gradually penetrate deeper and penetrate from the surface of the body into all corners of the body.

Fang Xiaobei felt that his body twitched uncontrollably, everything in his field of vision was spinning, the colors became blurry and separated, turning into three primary colors: red, yellow and blue, and the three color blocks were overwhelming, filling the entire field of vision.

The spirit body composed of the Great Emperor-level spiritual power shook slightly, and an invisible force dispersed all the color blocks in the field of vision, and the field of vision became clear again.