Since becoming a Rank 10 Dragon, Rex has been very aggrieved and can only stay in the City of the Dead, and this stay is more than half a year.

To avoid getting too bored, Rex spends most of his time sleeping in the fire-infested magic circle that Moller had built for him, only waking up occasionally when Moller comes to see him - feasting on the large amount of meat that Moller has fed.

On this day, Moller came over and woke up Rex, and said with a red face that the preparations for extracting Jingye were ready.

Rex was curious to walk over and take a look, only to see a huge "X" shaped iron shelf sitting in an empty palace, with a space bulging in the middle. A large U-shaped transparent hose half a meter in diameter and about three meters long stretched out into the bulging space, and a hose at the bottom of the hose was connected to the top of a large graduated cylinder that looked like an oil tank standing not far away.

"Ahem, Rex, get on your stomach!"

"Brother Mole, this is ......" Even Rex, who has no shame, is still a little embarrassed when it comes to the end.

Rex lay on the iron frame with some rubbishness, his body flattened, and then looked at Moeller suspiciously as he fixed his four paws to the four ends of the iron frame with a rope sleeve made of special materials: "Why are you tied up?"

Moller's face turned even redder: "You're in a dragon-like state for the first time, what if you can't control the movement for a while?" and then without saying anything, he took out a barrel of magic wine with an aphrodisiac effect and poured it into Rex.

I don't know if it was the aphrodisiac magic wine that worked, or if he saw the different look on Mole's brother's face than usual, Rex quickly reacted, and the position between the two hind legs was a little forward, and there was a wriggling, and the scale armor bulged, and then gradually split apart, revealing the dragon's terrifying big ▆▆3d.

Moeller could barely bear to look at it, but he couldn't help but think to himself: It's so thick! Fortunately, this hose is very flexible, otherwise it wouldn't have fit......

The hose is a product of Mohler's own alchemy, which is not only elastic, but also has a lubricating effect on the oily inner wall, so there is no need to worry about using lubricants to contaminate the purity of the extracted "eaux-de-vie".

The measuring cylinder in the rear has the function of an air pump, because of the oppression, the hose is very light and put on, Rex let out an unbearable low roar, and his limbs struggled unconsciously, but fortunately he was fixed by the rope sleeve, so the movement was not big.

Moller watched Rex react as he slid the hose back and forth, the inner walls of which could change shape as he manipulated them, with patterns such as floats and threads, and he was looking for Rex's favorite frequencies and stimulation methods......

Since it was the first time in the dragon form, Rex was very sensitive and didn't last long before yelling at Xie.

Strands of transparent 、、、 guò hoses were poured into the cylinder, and in the blink of an eye, they rose to a scale of more than a dozen liters......

"Brother Mole, talk to me~" Rex said with trembling mental power.

"Uh, what?" Moeller was also uneasy in his heart.

Rex suddenly asked, "Do you love me?"

Moeller couldn't bear the fact that a monstrous dragon made a weeping expression - well, he could read it, and the brain circuitry was different from that of humans......

A sour feeling gradually filled his heart, and Moller couldn't help but say, "Of course I love, you stupid dragon!"

"Roar!" Rex let out a dragon groan full of joy, and then said excitedly, "Brother Moller, go on!

Uh, this guy, did you use love words as an aphrodisiac ==!

Moeller, who was still very moved just now, put his hand on his forehead, and then there was a second ......

This time Rex held on a little longer, gushing out more than the previous one, and the "water of life" in the graduated cylinder had been filled to a scale of 50 liters.

At this time, Rex's eyes were already confused, and the unfallen physiological tears were hanging in the corners of his eyes, and the huge dragon head was like the front of a steam train, snorting and panting......

When Moeller saw him like this, he was about to put him down, but Rex shook his head and said, "The more potions you have, the better the potions will work, and I ...... It's ok!"

"What to do! The guy who was forced to take the initiative to ask to be squeezed dry!"

What kind of rhythm is this!Moller was so messy that he said to Rex, "Enough is enough, you've only done this overkill for the first time, be careful and you won't get hard again!"

But Rex insisted, saying that he could still work hard, and insisted on another barrel of magic wine.

So there was a third time. This time he lasted the longest, and in order to make him less painful, Moller even changed back into dragon form, intertwining his tail and rubbing the scales against each other - dragons can do this to enhance the excitement when they are in love, and this will help Rex to complete the whole process.

Although the amount of "water of life" that came out was not as good as the first time, it actually had some glowing golden color, which was very special.

At this time, Rex's mouth opened unconsciously, and the saliva couldn't help but flow out, and Moller couldn't help but put him down and put him aside to rest, looking at this tired and soft dragon, Moller was both sad and moved.

The tired Rex still looked at Moller stubbornly: "Brother Moller, hurry up...... It is best to ...... the medicine if it is fresh" (it is best to eat two capsules together =_=...... ）

So Moeller took out a crystal bottle engraved with a silver magic pattern, only to see that this crystal bottle contained a fist-sized ball of pearl-white potion, which was the half-finished product of the 10th-order bloodline evolution potion.

Don't look at it as just such a large mass of semi-finished potions, it took Moeller half a year and nearly a million gold coins to collect all the materials, and then at a "preferential price" of 500,000 gold coins, he invited a potions master in the organization to make it.

This pearly white potion was poured into the measuring cylinder containing nearly sixty liters of "water of life" by Moeller, only to see that this liquid condensed into a ball, not only did not dissolve, but absorbed the surrounding "water of life" like a sponge absorbing water, the liquid level of the measuring cylinder was rapidly decreasing, but the volume of the liquid did not increase at all, which looked very magical.

In just one minute, the graduated cylinder bottomed out and was sucked clean, and the pearl-white liquid turned into a pure fiery red, emitting a bright light half a foot high.

The brighter the luster of the finished product, the better its quality will be, and it can bloom with a half-foot-tall light, and its quality can definitely be regarded as superb. A few thoughts flashed through Moller's mind: Was it because it was Rex's first time, and it was very large, or was it because the medicine was voluntarily contributed?

However, Moller did not study potions in depth, so he had no clue at all, and now was not the time to think about this, and soon the fiery red liquid returned to the crystal bottle, and under Rex's eager gaze, Moller, although he still had some psychological obstacles, still forced his head to drink calmly.

It was as if he had swallowed a cloud of magma into his stomach, and his stomach sizzled, and streams of heat rushed to his limbs, causing Moller's blood to boil.

Rex's eyes widened as he saw that Moller's whole body was shaking, and each dragon scale stood up as if it were angry, and wisps of blood rushed out of the cracks in the dragon scales.

The promotion of the Wurmon to the 10th rank is much more dangerous than the promotion of the pure-blooded dragon who is already a top-level demonic beast, and at this time, the fire attribute magic power and earth attribute magic power in Moller's body all rioted, crushing and colliding with each other, causing very severe damage to his *.

This is a process of refining and fusing the bloodlines of the wurmon from different roots under the power of the bloodline evolution elixir, and in this process, Moller's strength will increase rapidly, as long as he can withstand it, he will be able to improve his bloodline and break through to become a top-level demonic beast.

Fortunately, Moeller had long known that there would be such a test, so he naturally made preparations - in the past six months, he had taken several 9th-order potions that strengthened his body and strengthened the vitality of his flesh and blood, some of which were made by Daniel, and some of which were made by Ricky - since he knew two 9th-order potions masters, of course, he had to make good use of this advantage.

Therefore, in the past half a year, the strength of Mole's dragon-like body has been greatly improved, and every trace of flesh and blood contains extremely strong vitality, and the ability to restore fù is very strong.

Because of this, at this time, although Moeller's body continued to surge blood, and the whole body turned into a blood dragon, which looked terrifying, but in fact, he was not harmed by any Yan zhòng. He even had the strength to exert all his mental power to channel the magic of those riots, making the process of refining and merging much smoother.

In the preoccupation of self-conditioning, Moller doesn't know how long it took, the whole body fire attribute magic and earth attribute magic finally fused together, forming a stable new power, which perfectly embraces the characteristics of the two elements of fire and earth, in Moller's perception it is like a viscous heat flow, like his unique breath, so he named it "lava magic".

At the same time as the lava magic power grew rapidly, the door of a new world exploded in front of Moller, and the powerful power poured into his whole body, making him can't help but look up to the sky and groan—no longer the gong-like cry of the wurmmon, but the majestic dragon groan that is comparable to the pure-blooded dragon—he finally advanced to the 10th level of the demonic beast as he wished!

"Brother Moller, it's done!" A huge figure rushed over excitedly, colliding with Moller, it was Rex who had been waiting on the side, he said excitedly: "Now the two of us have the same lifespan!"

Moller's heart moved, it turned out that the reason why Rex fought so hard was because he wanted him to break the shackles of the wurmon that only had a hundred years of life!

Although he didn't say it directly, Moller could feel Rex's strong desire to stay with him for a thousand years, and the momentary emotion hit his heart fiercely. At this moment, he was absolutely sure that he was in love with this guy without reservation......

Moeller looked down to say something, but found Rex already lying beside him and fell asleep, so he smiled and leaned down, and the two dragons were pressed against each other, and soon fell asleep as well.