"What about you?"
Shen Wuming looked at Jin Chanzi curiously, “You are a six-winged golden cicada, so it should be pretty good.”
“Isn’t that considered an innate god or devil?”
Jin Chanzi had not transformed at this time, but looked like a small insect, but Shen Wuming still felt that his face suddenly darkened.
"If I were a congenital god or demon, would I need to reincarnate? I could have become a Buddha directly."
Jin Chanzi cursed a lot, but still gave some explanations.
In short, the strength of the Qingxie clan itself can only be considered average, just an ordinary monster, not even a divine beast.
Only the first green fly between heaven and earth, the ancestor of their green fly clan, can barely be considered an acquired god or demon.
As for the ones that come after that, they are no longer acceptable.
Even his six-winged golden cicada can only be said to have the bloodline of a relatively powerful divine beast, and it is not yet an innate god or demon.
“But if I become a Buddha, maybe I will have a chance to take my bloodline to a higher level, and maybe I can rival him.”
Jin Chanzi said somewhat uncertainly.
It can be seen that although he was full of disdain, he was still extremely envious of the race of innate gods and demons in his heart.
Shen Wuming nodded, then put the golden cicada into the bamboo tube on his waist, and then continued to wash the blood of the Red Dragon Demon King.
The Red Dragon Demon King just looked at him with a dazed look in his eyes, and his mind was filled with his image.
The Red Dragon Demon King didn't know what was wrong with him. He just felt dizzy and it seemed that all his memories had become so vague.
Only the man in front of him kept appearing in his mind, constantly reinforcing his thoughts.
Shen Wuming was unaware of this, and just followed the requirements of the blood exchange method to cleanse all the blood in her body!
"According to the original requirements of the blood exchange method, this should be quite troublesome, and there are also many risks."
"However, the Red Dragon Demon King is very powerful, so even if he just does it casually, the success rate should be quite high."
Shen Wuming said secretly, and soon, he completed all the steps, and then he only needed to refill the completed blood.
"You have several bloodlines in your body... In addition to the dragon bloodline, there are also many dragon and python bloodlines!"
"I will now completely eliminate it for you and evolve your bloodline into a complete dragon bloodline, that is, a true dragon bloodline!"
"However, each strand of blood contains your cultivation. Removing the others will mean that your cultivation will decrease."
"Or I can preserve all of your blood and transfer it back into your body. Your cultivation level will remain unchanged. Of course, your potential will not change either!"
"You make your own choice."
Shen Wuming said, “I originally wanted to wait until later to help you disinfect it, it’s just a deposit.”
"But I think it's too much trouble. After all, you are a demon king of the eighth level. You shouldn't go back on your word."
"So I can help you with it in one go."
The Red Dragon Demon King's eyes were hazy. As he listened to the voice in his ears, the image of the character in his mind became clearer and clearer.
She just felt that all the memories in her mind became so illusory and unreal.
It's like a mirage.
Only Shen Wuming's figure was deeply engraved in her memory and penetrated into the deepest part of his soul.
"I'll do whatever you say!"
The Red Dragon Demon King spoke obediently, and her voice was completely different from her previous domineering style.
But she didn't feel anything unusual.
As if it should be so.
It was as if this was the only man in my mind who would never deceive me, that's it.
Shen Wuming didn't feel anything was wrong, he just pinched the seal, and those blood vessels began to differentiate.
Countless red blood cells began to separate, then were drawn out through the pipe and fell into an empty glass bottle nearby.
The blood that originally filled more than ten glass bottles was reduced to only seven bottles in the end, which was about half less.
However, this blood has already become extremely pure.
Water, protein, sugars and the like did not change, but the blood cells were left with only the blood of the real dragon.
"Should I reduce the water content or sugar content? Otherwise, this dragon will become diabetic, right?"
Shen Wuming touched his chin in confusion, he didn’t learn biology well in his previous life, so there was something wrong with this part.
Mainly in biology class, it seems that this kind of content has never been taught.
After separating the blood cells, is it necessary to adjust the proportions of other elements? Or is it just like this?
"Forget it, let's not adjust it, right?"
Shen Wuming considered it for a while, and decided not to move, otherwise, only 1/3 of the blood would be returned.
I’m afraid this dragon will be dragged into a skinny guy!
"Then I'm coming in!"
Shen Wuming finished speaking, and pinched the seals with both hands, and countless blood that had been separated by dialysis flowed through the pipes and re-entered the body of the Red Dragon Demon King.
After a moment, the Red Dragon Demon King's originally pale face instantly turned red, and his breathing became even.
Even his rapidly heaving chest slowly calmed down, and his blurred vision gradually became clear.
"How does it feel?"
Shen Wuming asked nervously, after all, after purifying the blood, other parameters had not been adjusted.
Nothing will happen, right?
If the Red Dragon Demon King's bloodline is restored to the blood of a real dragon, but he develops diabetes, she won't blame herself, right?
The Red Dragon Demon King felt it, blinked, and looked at Shen Wuming in front of him in confusion.
Isn't this the first time we meet this guy?
Why do I suddenly have a feeling now, that is, I am extremely close to Shen Wuming?
This feeling is very strange.
But from the bottom of my heart, it seems that deep in my soul, there has always been such a man.
“What a strange feeling.”
The Red Dragon Demon King thought to himself, and only came back to his senses after listening to Shen Wuming’s question.
"Uh...ah...it's okay."
The Red Dragon Demon King casually pulled out the needle that pierced his body, climbed up from the bed, and shook his arms.
"I don't know how to put it... I just feel very clear-headed, as if I feel a lot more relaxed."
"But my cultivation..."
The Red Dragon Demon King felt it and said, "No, buddy, I know my cultivation level will decrease, but won't it decrease too much?"
"I'm a demon king at the eighth level, and you fucking reduced me to the seventh level? I've lost a major level?"
Although it is just one realm, each realm becomes extremely important as you progress in the future.
Moreover, for their demon race, it takes decades or even hundreds of years to practice.
It may only take three to five years to go from the first realm to the second realm, and for those with less talent, it may only take a few decades.
If there are more, then you will die of old age and there will be no need to worry about the level of cultivation.
However, it took the Red Dragon Demon King more than eight hundred years to go from the seventh realm to the eighth realm!
Back to the time before liberation?
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