Even for dragons, flesh and blood are an integral part of life. Because the body is the vehicle of the soul.

On the other hand, a mass of organic matter called the body also has self-awareness and 'wisdom' because of the existence of the soul.

Dragons and humans need both body and soul to sustain life, and flesh and spirit constitute both equal status and carry the authority born from the world.

But the world was born out of this rule. Chen Mo's fingers slowly jumped in front of him, and the runes on his body also jumped, which had become in the half-blood's understanding

The spirit of the "fixed formula" was broken into countless pieces, and those beautiful elves tried to recombine deviantly with the will of the soul, and the final effect reached a qualitative change in a lot of trial and error and precise calculations.

The power of talent has never been so freewheeling! The half-breeds privately divided the twin sons of the four monarchs sitting on the throne into two who hold the 'power' and those who hold the 'power', the 'power' that carries the authority based on the soul and sings the sound of the rules, and the 'power' that carries violence and wields hideous minions with flesh and blood.

But for the four monarchs who can't be called 'extreme' in any case, the former can also have a dragon body far beyond the next generation, and the latter can also unleash the ultimate spirit of power, and the only thing that distinguishes them is the flesh and blood soul which side has the advantage and the dominance.

And the two black-and-white emperors above that really went to the extreme of 'power' and 'power'.

The skeletal parts of the White King gradually become transparent. If the keel that should be used to support the body evolves in the direction of 'force', the keel will glow with a bronze color, and its hardness and toughness will approach or even surpass the top-grade recycled metal, just like the black beast in front of it that is struggling to survive the storm of words.

But at this time, her blood and bones are galloping towards the road of 'power'. All over the body, hundreds of dragons' white bones have turned into clear shallow crystals, from the outside to the inside, the blood red gradually soaks, and finally the dark red luster slowly flows in it.

In the hundreds of collisions with the ultimate 'force', in the wounds caused by the tearing and collision of those muscles, the red blood was also covered with a golden brilliance, and the blood turned into a swimming fish swimming beside Chen Mo's side, and then the dragon's blood was turned into pen and ink by the indescribable power, painting in the void around him.

The rune aura forged by blood trembled slightly, and the complicated brushstrokes and strange blood color escaped, interpreting the rise of tyranny.

Deviant, any dragon who believes in the supreme violence of the Black Emperor and is interested in their flesh and blood dragon body will be puzzled, scolded, and spit on this unprecedented transformation of flesh and blood, until finally it turns into awe and fear of tyranny.

Pursued madly by half-breeds in her blood, the code of God that dragons are proud of is dispensable in her body.

This is not just a betrayal of the dragon's bloodline, but even a betrayal of the rules of the world and the two intelligent beings that exist.

Every drop of dragon blood has become the best medium for spiritual flow, the foundation of the most matrix, every bone has become a philosopher's stone that has been refined countless times, storing a huge amount of spiritual elements for the soul to squander, and every cell of the body has become a place for elemental reactions and spiritual generation.

Throw away all the 'power' until you get the ultimate 'tyranny'. The scales on the body surface have already been transformed----- elliptical, diamond-shaped, sword-and-shield-shaped?

No, no, those physical transformations that are just to strengthen defenses, improve toughness, and even reduce friction are completely different from the spiritual transformation of this body with power for everything.

The originally tough and sharp white scales turned into countless pure and white slender white feathers, decorated with fine runes like golden tadpoles, and the white and golden feathers broke away from the white jade-like skin, and together they weaved a feather robe with royal power.

The face armor changed and was fashioned into a white crown and placed lightly on the head. Chen Mo sighed lightly, stuffed the fury of missing a tooth back into the knife case, threw the packed Seven Deadly Sins into a blood-red circle array in his hand, and reached in with his palm, pulling out a pure white bone sword.

The irregular blade, the mediocre blade, seemed to be completely inferior to the so-called ferociousness overflowing with the seven deadly sins.

Sky clouds. The White Emperor was a priest who shared the world with the Black King before setting off the biggest rebellion in the history of the Dragons.

God, the priest's weapon should not be a sword that is extremely sharp. In the hands of the priest should be a scepter that communicates the rules of the world.

In the keel shaped like the Philosopher's Stone, a huge amount of spiritual elements were infused into the body of Tiancong Cloud.

Even the storm of words and spirits that was suppressing the black monster was slightly relaxed, and half of its small body was bombarded by a sudden electromagnetic cannon a moment ago, and the flesh and blood that had fallen into an imbalance could not find a chance to recover, and was trapped in one powerful and terrifying compound spirit after another, like a raft at the head of a big wave, which was fiercely overturned and stubbornly floated up.

But it only takes a moment for a small raft to grow into a warship that is not alarmed. Tiancong Cloud is like a gluttony that can't be eaten enough, and the infusion of majestic spirit doesn't seem to have the slightest effect, but the spiritual element that is enough to support the ultimate spirit has disappeared without a trace.

The speed at which the flesh and blood of the dark monster regenerated was extremely astonishing, and the Black King who had returned to his strength had already torn a gap in the impenetrable web of words and spirits, allowing several vampire scythes to leave surging marks on his black scales and rush out violently.

Behind that awaited him was the tyranny of the Supreme. Among the countless bone and blood transformations and rune carvings, the most core step has been completed in the Execution Ground in the North Pole, and this step is far more important than the others, because all spiritual transformations are built on this core.

Sublimation achieves a pure spiritual life that does not depend on flesh and blood at all. This is the beginning of the Creator's creation, just as God created the human Adam.

At this point, it's no longer a question of the dignity of dragon blood, and which side of power or power is stronger.

This represents the possibility of a new intelligent life, one that is inherently spiritually affinity

The possibility of "high-level creatures". This also means yearning among the dragons

The "verbal power" side will join in semi-forcedly, or change course and turn to the other side who is convinced of violence.

The black monster's dragon eyes met Chen Mo's eyes, and the flesh instinct began to warn madly again. Golden runes swirled slowly above the scepter, light and dark intertwined and breathed as if alive.

The tip of the scepter pointed to a dark shadow in the sky. Chen Mo gently spit out short Longwen syllables.

"Divine silence" The death of the divine law ---- instantaneous.