I've Become a Yokai Flower

[Red Withering: For every 10% of the basic life value burned, you can get a "Ming Zhong", which contains the same amount of demon power, and the magic skills released by the Ming species increase the damage by 50%. 】

Blood volume burning limit?

No, you can burn as much as you want.

When it burns to 100%, it dies.

And Bianhua burned 50% of the basic blood volume at one time, and these burned demon blood condensed into seeds in her body. The process was a little painful, but it was not very painful, just like the degree of being cut out of the heart.

——Tomb Slayer!

The long-lost soul-controlling ability.

Another 25% increase in all attributes.

then……

Climb for my old lady!

Bianhua fired five magic bullets.

Since the demon power has already been condensed in the body, these sorcerers are instantaneous.

Using blood as a medium has this advantage.

What is different from ordinary witchcraft bullets is that they are based on sea species, they bloom in the middle, and the change of their shape further deepens their power.

In this regard, Huajun was relaxed for a while, thinking that it was an ordinary black art that wanted to fight hard, but was hit directly to the ground, and then four rounds of black art were used as a supplementary knife.

A deep pit suddenly appeared in the open space.

There were cracks on the ground, Hua Jun was lying in the center of the pothole, at this moment, he couldn't even move a finger, and he was completely stunned by Bi'an Hua.

what happenedWhy am I lying here?

its not right!Things didn't work out the way they should.

He wanted to get up, but was unable to struggle.

The body of the god completely collapsed, Hua Jun looked up at the sky, the blood moon in the sky faded from scarlet, and returned to the original frosty white.

Bianhua walked slowly to the edge of the pothole, condescending, looking down at Huajun below.

It was silent for half a minute.

"...Aren't you going to kill me?"

Hua Jun couldn't help but said.

"why?"

However, Bianhua asked back.

"what why?"

"Why should I kill you?"

"It's not a matter of course."

After being beaten, Huajun's demonic power was repressed back into his body, the divine pattern between his eyebrows was lit up, and the divine body was slowly recovering.

"Pfft..."

Laughing ironically, Hua Jun said: "I killed all my believers, shouldn't I die?"

"...What do these things have to do with me?"

Hearing this, Bianhua's expression remained unchanged.

He opened his mouth, but Hua Jun was speechless.

Immediately, Bi'anhua said again: "Besides, how true is what you said to me at this moment?"

"Have you found out yet?"

Hua Jun looked slightly surprised.

"Illusory dreams cannot become reality after all. Even if you blind my five senses with illusion, my tentacles can find the truth from that darkness."

Bianhua glanced at the sea of ​​flowers behind her.

"So, is that so?"

Hua Jun gently closed his eyes.

"The resentment of being forgotten by mankind has prompted you to degenerate into a demon, but why? You are not afraid of death, and what you care about is not the dissipation of losing faith."

Bianhua raised her question.

"I came from heaven and earth, and since I return to heaven and earth, why should I be afraid?"

"So, your resentment is just the fact that humans have forgotten you."

"It's not..."

Shaking his head slightly, Hua Jun continued: "I still have one thing that must be done."

"That matter, what is it?" Bian Hua remembered that Hua Jun had said such things before.