This suppression effect is comprehensive, not only reflected in the power of the effect, but also the speed of changing the body structure has slowed down much accordingly.

Originally, after contacting the blood, the power of the medium would instantly pour into every cell in Yan Zheng's body, and Yan Zheng's physical perception would also disappear instantly.

But now, as the media lotus heart penetrates deep into the flesh and blood, the pain never stops. The pain of the heart being torn by a blunt object is an indescribable pain that almost made Yan Zheng faint in pain.

In this painful situation, the power of the media continues to slowly work, so that Yan Zheng has no hope of fainting for a while. He can only feel this pain little by little. What makes Yan Zheng even more collapsed is that he still wants to

Squeeze the medium lotus heart into your heart to speed up the transformation effect.

It is true that men should be cruel to themselves, but no one told Yan Zheng that he needs to pay such a great price and experience hell pain.

As the lotus heart is completely pressed into the heart, the power of the medium can finally be completely released in the heart's blood. The abnormality in Yan Zheng's body suddenly accelerated, and a layer of black fish scales emerged from Yan Zheng's body, and then it was then the laws of the dream world.

The force suppresses it back.

Only after the transformation was over, Yan Zheng recovered from the pain. Although the wound on his chest had long been repaired by the media, Yan Zheng could still feel a faint pain in his chest.

He reached out and rubbed his chest, and Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment.

Unlike the previous appearance of transforming into a human-headed monster, Yan Zheng's transformation is infinitely close to humans. His hands failed to turn into sharp claws, and he still kept his palms in appearance, but only covered his skin with a layer of tiny scales.

If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.

It would make people mistakenly think that Yan Zheng was wearing a pair of black fish scale gloves. Seeing that the effect on his hands was greatly reduced, Yan Zheng quickly rolled up his sleeves.

The media effect on the body is even worse than the effect of both hands. You can only vaguely see a layer of horniness. When you press it with your hands, you can vaguely feel the elasticity of flesh and blood. It is more than eight streets away from the indestructible black scales in the past.

This also means that the defensiveness of the media transformation has been greatly reduced... I don’t know how much of the self-healing effect is left...

Yan Zheng thought worriedly, and then he was stunned. Why do he care about these things? He was not fighting, but just for the media resistance effect.

But let alone, this medium transformation does have an immediate effect on hallucinogens. Although the brain is still a little drowsy, the psychedelic feeling is wiped out. The body moves and brain thinking are no longer affected by the hallucination effects.

After barely recovering, Yan Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation of Ermo and others. As soon as he walked through the window, Yan Zheng saw a scene that shocked him.

There are countless souls dancing over the hall of Qianjin Tower. Those souls have no bodies, like ghosts, and under their heads is a long tail. Even the resentful spirits in the abyss are not as good as those resentful spirits. At least those resentful spirits have a pair.

Claws, complete head.

These souls could only vaguely identify their facial features from their round heads. Yan Zheng touched his chin and looked at them carefully for a while, and suddenly realized that these souls were a little cute, like sunny dolls, dancing with Ali below.

A soul vortex formed in the air.

The only drawback is that these souls all have strange smiles on their faces, as if they dreamed of the most beautiful thing in their sleep, with a satisfied smile on their faces, and the smiles on their faces like Ermo and others were withdrawn.

The vortex of the soul with a strange smile, the gloomy singing without a trace, the complex red ropes at the bottom of the building intertwine a red ocean, like countless earthworms entangled together.

These nine-bent red lines connect each room at one end and Ali dance at the other end. The disturbing red lines gather on the stage, as if they were woven into a dense red rope net, which would turn Ali's

His body was completely submerged, and Yan Zheng could only see a part of Ali's body coming out of the gap in the red rope from time to time.

Either a piece of arms or a piece of snow-white ankles.

Just when Yan Zheng could see the truth, a huge old Pu Jian suddenly stretched out from the ocean of red lines. The blade was very large, almost as big as Yan Zheng's body. This was a Pu Jian who was very common on the battlefield.

The knife is the standard for every pawn. The blade body is extremely dilapidated. This dilapidated is not a rust-grabbed and eroded by time, but a dilapidated that is used excessively worn.

Perhaps because of drinking blood all year round, the color of the worn blade body has also been dyed into soy sauce color, with a bumpy surface, which is caused by the corrosion of the salt water vapor in the blood over the years.

Although it is far away, the private rooms are half closed.

But Yan Zheng still smelled a scent of blood decay. I don’t know if he had hallucinations. Not only could he feel a stinking smell of metal mixed with blood stains, but he also felt the murderous aura on the old sword.

Yan Zheng subconsciously covered his nose.

This knife killed countless people, and the resentment of creatures lingered in the blade, forming a unique evil spirit. This is a weapon that has great lethality to living creatures and ghosts! The owner of this knife can be imagined!

Yan Zheng thought silently in his heart, and his body involuntarily took a step back, while holding his breath, fearing that the master of the knife would find him.

Even if the media transforms into a state of victory, Yan Zheng doesn't want to face such a cruel enemy. The evil aura on the knife is really a nemesis like him who recovers from flow, not to mention that his media effect is now suppressed!

Yan Zheng was facing a great enemy, and the master of the sword began to come out after much calls.

First, an extremely huge skull came out of the red line. The entire skull was about the size of a car, and could accommodate a person in the eye sockets where he drilled into and out. Two green flames were burning. Yan Zheng had never seen it.

Being so big a ghost fire is like two green bonfires burning in a dark cave, which makes people shudder.

Then the skeleton's body hatched out of the red line. It was an indescribable weird body. There was no lower body, only the upper body. The upper body was very exaggerated. The two ribs seemed to be two city gates, each rib was

Both the size of ivory, the strangest one is the two palms of the skeleton. They are not like humans, but more like the claws of some kind of beast. The palms are narrow, thin, long and long, five fingers are like willow knifes. There is one person standing alone on both hands.

How tall is it, the sharp tips of the fingers are extremely sharp.

The whole body of the skeleton is a dark yellow color, not a rotten color that has been buried underground for a long time. The rotten skeleton is a dark brown color, and the color is closer to the soil. The color of this skeleton is purer, just yellow, yellow

It was dark, as if it was yellow dirt on human teeth.
Chapter completed!