Chapter 3200 My Name Is Shenyin

"Boss, how can we help?"

Seeing this, Feng Yunqi and the Dragon Clan also wanted to make a contribution.

Jun Mohuang looked around the sea of ​​blood, "The sea of ​​blood is very ferocious. After refining and taming, it is very suitable for training and enhancing attack power."

Everyone understood Jun Mohuang's meaning in seconds, and immediately sat cross-legged, using their vitality to draw out the fierce aura in the sea of ​​blood to refine and cultivate in the barrier.

They have already seen the situation in the Scarlet City. If Emperor Ling Tianjun Mo Huang's method is successful, there will be a tough battle after entering it.

At the moment, it is best to devote every minute and every second to cultivation, and one point of strength improvement is one point.

At the scene, only Elder Zu and the Black Dragon Clan were left standing in place, doing nothing.

Many black dragons looked enviously at the fierce aura in the sea of ​​blood.

Even the black dragon clan with the lowest status and lowest strength can see the benefits of cultivating the fierce energy in the sea of ​​blood.

In particular, their Black Dragon Clan belongs to the Yang attribute, and the Yang attribute itself is full of attacks, so it is best to cultivate with a fierce spirit.

Not only ordinary black dragons, but even the three elders including Elder Zu and the four black dragon kings were extremely moved.

But now they have chronic toxins in their bodies, the vitality in their bodies can't move, and they can't practice.

It is rare to have a fierce spirit, now I go to ask Jun Mohuang with a low face, sincerely admit my mistake and ask for an antidote, Elder Zu and other black dragons feel that they can't hold back their face.

As a result, the Black Dragon Clan could only stand there, watching with envy and entanglement the fierce aura that kept surging in the sea of ​​blood.

Jun Mohuang put all her energy into analyzing the composition of the city's energy and gas. She didn't have time and didn't bother to pay attention to the group of black dragons, and kept telling Di Lingtian the information she had analyzed.

The golden rune pen appeared in Di Lingtian's hand, and golden runes overflowed one after another, wrapping the outline of the blood-colored city, and hundreds of complex rune combinations emerged in the air, extremely gorgeous.

Di Lingtian had a perfect shape and thin lips, and put the information provided by Jun Mohuang and the information he observed into different combinations of runes.

...

In the bloody city.

As soon as Xiao Haitang entered the city, the Scarlet City became majestic and clear before her eyes.

But what attracted her at this time was not this unusually majestic city, but the boy beside her.

When he came to the edge of the city, the blood light quickly peeled off from the boy, revealing his true face.

A pair of black eyes are dotted with broken gold, like the deep night sky full of stars, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the expression is as indifferent as water.

The boy was only eight or nine years old, and his facial features were immature yet handsome and exquisite, but he could tell that he would be a heavenly figure when he grew up.

"You look so pretty, but it's a pity that my dad is a little bit worse."

Xiao Haitang couldn't help but look at him twice.

It can be said that it is a very high honor to receive such a compliment from her, after all, Xiao Haitang's enlightenment of the aesthetics of the opposite sex is Di Lingtian.

Being born with an impeccably handsome face, it's not easy to get such a compliment from her.

"My name is Shenyin, come with me."

The boy named Shenyin curled his lips slightly, and holding Xiao Haitang's hand, he went straight through the city wall and came to the inside of the city.

Until now, Xiao Haitang can finally see the whole picture of the city clearly.

The blood-colored city is not because the buildings in this city are blood-colored, but because they are stained red by blood.

Many cultivators were lying on the roofs of the city and on the streets, not knowing whether they were dead or alive. Practitioners kept falling from the black clouds in the sky, and blood rained down, and the streets were filled with blood.