Chapter 135 Mu Fasha transforms

What greeted Mufasha was a soul shock wave, which made him escape from the room and crawled into the stable and dared not come out.

What a joke, you can swallow the golden dragon?

It’s not that Lei didn’t believe it, because Lei was nervously guarding Hoover at this moment. Hoover’s eyes had just blinked and there were signs of awakening.

At this time, Mufasha came to make trouble, wouldn’t he begging for trouble?

Although Mufasha's body looks like a horse on the outside, it is completely different inside, at best it is a piece of meat.

When Lei made Mufasa's flesh and blood, he did not create internal organs. Without affecting flexibility, he was filled with muscles.

There is only a thin pipe in the throat, and a vocal cord is created in the middle to make sounds. Going backwards, it is a dead end.

After Akaras entered, he soon reached the end of his throat. It was not until this time that he had a concept in his mind that this long-scale horse was not a real horse, but an undead creature.

Since it is an undead creature, there is no scruple. Akaras opened his mouth and bit it, digging into the place where the golden dragon's aura was strongest like digging a tunnel.

"Ah, Grandpa Jinlong, you can't do this!" Mu Fasha finally lowered his proud head in the face of cruel reality and admitted that Akaras was a golden dragon: "Give up your life, I brag just now, how dare I steal the golden dragon egg!"

Unlike other undead creatures, Mufasa's flesh and blood are strange and has a real feeling.

Akaras was biting and biting inside, and Mufasa jumped and jumped in pain, but there was no way. He was a horse and could not deal with anything that was penetrated inside his body.

"Brother Liehuo, help!" Seeing a tall man passing by nearby, Mufasha immediately ran over to ask for help.

The mission of the fire is to patrol the entire fortress at night. Undead creatures are the masters of the night, so it is most appropriate to use them to patrol.

Liehuo was helpless after hearing Mufasha's narrative: "It's just a lizard. He will naturally leave after he is full. When he comes out, it's not too late to repair him."

"What if he treats my body as a nest?" Mufasha wanted to cry: "You don't know, my meat is fresh!"

"Or I'll get a knife and cut off your flesh, and he will have nowhere to hide. When we catch it, you will ask the master to repair the body."

This is a good method, suitable for most undead creatures, but the key is that Mufasa is afraid of pain.

"Get out, get out!" Mu Fasha was furious: "You stupid big guy, you're so silly. I've been so kind to you before, and I treat you as my best brother. I didn't expect you to be so cruel that you would cut me into pieces!"

"Get out." Liehuo shook his head, turned around and left: "The night patrol is the master's order, and I dare not be careless at all."

Looking at Liehuo's back as he left, Mu Fasha had the urge to rush over and tear him apart: "I'm not careful in making friends. If it weren't for your size, I..."

Suddenly, Mufasha jumped up happily because he felt that the little lizard was no longer in his stomach.

The disappearance of Akaras was about one meter away from Mufasa's throat, and was just at the top of the metal bottle loaded with the blood of the golden dragon. Mufasa was worried that Akaras would dig up the meat around the bottle, which would cause the bottle to shake, but Akaras suddenly lost his trace.

"Hey, do you think my meat is not delicious and you left automatically? But you didn't feel like he crawled out of your mouth?" Mufasha was puzzled and said carefully: "Hey, Lord Akaras, have you left?"

No one answered, it seemed that the little lizard really had to leave.

"It's okay to leave, it's okay to leave, it's even more nagging than me, I can't stand you!" Mu Fasha breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the ground to prepare for rest.

Suddenly, Mufasha felt the bottle in his stomach shaking a few times, and along the passage dug out by Akaras, there was a rustling sound of liquid.

"Not good." Mufasha jumped up suddenly: "That's poison, you can't open the lid!"

It doesn't matter if Mufasha jumped, the bottle shook even harder, and the blood of many golden dragons flowed down the open bottle cap to Mufasha's belly.

Immediately, a piercing pain came, and Mu Fasha fell to the ground, twitching all over and unable to move.

Mufasha was so scared that he was scattered, as if the end of the world was about to come.

Mufasha had seen the benefits of the golden dragon blood. When Tayang gave the golden dragon blood to Lei that day, Lei had tried on a golden skeleton. A drop of dragon blood could completely rot a golden skeleton, and even the heart of the soul could not escape.

Now, countless drops of the golden dragon's blood flowed into Mufasha's body, and he hadn't painted him into ashes!

"Despicable, shameless, damn!" Mufasha cursed, no longer caring about Akaras's power: "I curse you in the name of the dragon god Palote, let your body be painted into ashes, and let your soul be burned by fire forever..."

As he cursed, Mufasha stopped because he could neither hear Akaras' response nor his body turned into ashes.

The blood of the golden dragon flowed into Mufasha's body. In addition to the painful pain at the first moment, it turned into a very warm stream and began to flow rapidly inside Mufasha's body.

At the beginning, Mufasha mistakenly believed that the blood must have been along the passage dug out by Akaras, and some of the gaps that Lei specially left to make Mufasha's blood to prevent his movement from being affected.

But soon, Mufasha felt something was wrong.

After the blood flowed for more than ten centimeters, it began to split into two directions; after a distance, one of them appeared branches; then another one also appeared branches. There were more and more branches, and finally it was as thin as a needle, spreading all over Mufasha's body.

This is definitely not the result of natural flow, because some places where the blood passes are much higher than the bottle cap.

The thin stream was hiking around in Mufasha's body like millions of steel needles. Although it was not very painful, the itchy feeling still made Mufasha feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Sir Akaras, come out quickly, stop making trouble. As long as you can come out, I will agree to all your conditions!" Mufasha begged bitterly.

However, Akaras did not react at all, as if he did not exist at all.

"You won't be melted by the golden dragon blood, right?" Mu Fasha said viciously: "It's worth it. A little lizard dares to touch the dragon blood. It's so fucking you. But it doesn't matter if you don't want to live, you've made me suffer!"

Mu Fasha is now full of regrets. The reason why he collected this bottle of dragon blood was very simple. He was a demon dragon and had the responsibility and obligation to protect the blood of the royal golden dragon in the dragon clan.

If he knew that one day, this bottle of blood would bring him such trouble, he would have poured the dragon blood into the abandoned place.

After more than two hours, the dragon blood had spread to all corners of Mufasha's body, especially the limbs, each with a thick pipe. The dragon blood inside was flowing rapidly, which actually made Mufasha feel a pulse.

Until this time, the new blood channel no longer increased, but another change attracted Mufasa's attention.

Mufasha felt that the bottle containing dragon blood was gradually changing, its volume was getting smaller and smaller, its hardness was decreasing, and even its shape changed.

Such changes made Mufasha feel both novel and fearful. The bottle was made of hard fine iron. Who and what kind of power did it change silently?

More than two hours later, the dragon blood bottle turned into an oval sphere with a volume of about two liters.

On this sphere, there are four thicker pipes connected to it, and the four pipes gradually breed tens of millions of smaller pipes, spreading all over Mufasha's body.

Suddenly, the bottle that turned into a sphere stammered for a moment, and Mufasha heard a "gulp".

Then, the surging dragon blood flowed into two thick pipes and rushed towards every corner of Mufasha's body.

Immediately, a powerful force emerged, and Mufasha felt that he had the urge to take off.

"It's the heart, you made a heart for me!" Mufasha couldn't believe his judgment: "Dragon God Palot, Mufasha has a heart!"

Mufasha was happy and raised his front legs hard, trying to stand up with struggle.

A miracle happened. Mufasha could no longer move, but at this time he could not only stand up easily, but also remained strong, and his body flew for dozens of meters in the air!

"Fly, I can fly!" A drop of hot liquid slid from the corner of Mufasha's eyes, and the first dragon tears in thousands of years finally burst out.

"Woo..." With a shrill sound of breaking the wind, Mufasha was shot by a sharp arrow and fell from the air.

Dozens of figures jumped out of the darkness and ran towards the stables that Mufasha had fallen.

Amid the sound of "twist" footsteps, the tall fire rushed over: "Mufasha, a monster passed by you just now. Have you seen it?"

A bright magic flare rose to the sky, and the female mage Cynthia also arrived.

"Yes..." Mufasha was about to say it was himself, but suddenly his eyes rolled: "I haven't seen it, I've been here and I haven't seen anything."
Chapter completed!