He has facial features, a body, and limbs, but more importantly, he has begun to have skin.
Although the so-called skin is actually more like a blood film, it does exist anyway.
Also because of it, the facial features of the blood man are basically formed.
At first glance, it looks a little ugly, even a little disgusting, but if you look closely for a long time, you will find that the appearance of the facial features tends to look like Han Sanqian as a whole.
"Boom boom boom!"
And on the blood man's left chest, a small golden dot was jumping.
In the process of jumping, the dot keeps getting bigger, first it is the size of a glass ball, then it is the size of a fist, and then it is the size of a bowl.
Finally, it formed a heart, beating regularly.
A few more minutes passed, and countless golden streaks emerged from the heart, which began to slowly spread towards the blood man's body, and finally steadily formed gullies in the blood man's body.
That is the meridians of the blood man are forming.
After the meridian is formed, several shunts gather together, and these shunts also start to become larger and larger during the process of flowing, and finally form blood vessels.
When everything was ready, whether these golden blood vessels or meridians, suddenly the golden light of the main body dimmed a lot.
However, it was more firmly imprinted in the blood man's body.
As the golden light dimmed, the color of the blood film on the epidermis also slowed down, and with the slowing down, there were more strange things.
They had begun to dry out and, combined with the dull color, had formed a strangely thick skin.
And because of its drying up, the ends of the blood man's limbs were also strangled out of its original shape.
In this way, the twenty fingers of the limbs are formed.
Afterwards, the skin of the blood man's body began to dry out even more, but it also became drier and yellower. Because of its existence, the blood man in front of him was no longer a blood man, but more like wrapped in a dried cowhide. Something similar to a human corpse.
"How is it?" The monster said in a cold voice proudly.
"Hmph, no wonder you are so confident. It turns out that this guy is protected by the golden body. But, do you think that you will win?" The father-in-law's voice disdainfully countered: "It is protected by the golden body, and it is not Using the power of absorbing my blood sea, I reshaped my body."
"This is remarkable, but it's also relative. Don't forget, his body contains the power of my sea of blood."
"In other words, it's still too early to say who will die. He just won't die. Whether he can really recover is still unknown. After he recovers, who he will listen to is also unknown. So, I really don't know. I don’t know where your confidence comes from, it’s like you’ve won here, and it’s still... You’ve been away from the altar for too long, so now you just look at anything and think it’s amazing, it’s okay Said, eyes narrowed."
The monster didn't speak, but if anyone could see his expression, then of course he could see the anger on his face.
For a person who was once at the peak, falling into the altar itself is enough to be embarrassing, but now, he has to be ridiculed by a guy who he looked down on at the beginning, and even a person who has no feelings will feel ashamed for a while. Afterwards, shame turned into anger.
However, the monster is obviously suppressing his temper, because he knows very well that if he gets angry at this time, he will only be laughed at by the other party for being so humble that he will be swayed by emotions.
"Why, I'm angry, what's there to be angry about, you and a dragon can coexist in one body, don't I know what your status is now?"
But who knows, the other party doesn't seem to have the intention of letting it go, instead, he strikes while the iron is hot, grabbing his painful feet and continuing to sarcasm.
This time, the monster couldn't suppress his inner anger at all: "You bastard, you want to force me to take action?"
"So what?"
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