Baal fell from the sky and slowly landed on the ground.

Dolai poked his head out of the tent and took a look at Bal, whose body had returned to normal. The man and the dog looked at each other.

"Why did you choose such a shabby place? What if a rock falls? It will crush you to death." Bal walked over and said unhappily.

Dolai curled his lips and said, "This is good enough. I was so focused on escaping last night that I didn't care where this place was."

Bal was a little confused and blinked his eyes, "Run for your life, there doesn't seem to be any... in this area, eh, is there a powerful ghost?" Bal glanced at the mountain and felt something was interesting.

"Yeah, a few stupid adventurers disturbed the ghost for some reason, and I almost died." Dolai opened the tent and said, "Come in, we don't know when the rain will stop, it's really annoying."

Bal shrank his body into a normal form, crawled into the tent, and lay comfortably at the position of Dole's head.

Entering the tent, he glanced at Duolai and said, "This place is good for cultivation. Your strength has improved a lot in the past few days."

Dole closed the tent door, nodded, and said, "This place has a lot of Yin energy, which is good for mental strength, but I feel the effect is slowing down."

"That's normal. Generally speaking, after five days, when your mental strength adapts to the surrounding world, it will slowly decrease." Bal confirmed.

Dole looked at Bal and thought, this guy knows so much.

"How many dragons have you robbed?"

"Two, a green dragon and a red dragon. They taste okay." Baal smacked his lips a few times and spat out two huge round magic cores, and a huge barrel. A strong smell of blood emanated from it, instantly filling the entire tent.

When Dolai saw what was in the bucket, his mouth twitched. It was dragon blood.

"This is the blood of a red dragon. It will be of great help to your fire element meditation and physical training. Drink it. Don't worry, even if it pollutes your blood, you can get rid of it when you become stronger in the future." Bal lowered his head nonchalantly, rested his head on his paws, closed his eyes, and prepared to rest.

Duolai covered his nose and took a look at the red dragon blood. He felt a little repulsive and excited. This was the blood of a red dragon. In pharmacy, the dragon blood potion made from the blood of a red dragon could increase a certain degree of fire resistance, improve the qualifications of the fire system, and improve one's own abilities in all aspects. It was very valuable. If this blood was sold, it would definitely be a sky-high price.

I didn't expect that Lord Bal would be like this. Last time you ate it, not even a scale was left, but this time you even left a bucket of blood. Not bad, not bad, you've made progress.

He resisted the nausea and dipped his finger into the bucket. He immediately felt a burning pain in his finger. Dragon blood is highly corrosive and can cause great damage to the body.

He stretched out his hand, saw the miserable state of his fingers, and shook his head.

Weak fighting spirit surged out from his body and quickly gathered on his fingers, stimulating the recovery of his flesh and blood. At the same time, it absorbed the power of the dragon blood in his fingers. After a while, he felt that the fighting spirit was thicker, and there was also a warm corrosive force in it. Although it was very weak, it did have a certain effect.

Thinking of this, he took out a beaker, scooped a bottle of liquid from the barrel, then covered his nose and poured it directly into his mouth.

boom.

It was as if a streak of fire passed through his throat, and a sharp pain instantly shot up from his heart to the top of his head.

pain.

The pain was severe, just like drinking a mouthful of magma. From the mouth, teeth, throat, stomach, every inch seemed to be burned by fire.

At the same time, an invisible energy was released from the blood and rushed to various parts of his body, causing other parts of his body to begin to hurt.

Dolai's mind was instantly surrounded by pain, and the pain continued to hit his consciousness, wave after wave.

He clenched his teeth, trying to maintain the last bit of consciousness.

Bal was sitting nearby, he glanced at Dolai with a distorted face and shook his head slightly. The human body was so fragile. This amount of power was not even enough to tickle him. At most, it was like the chili peppers added to meals, a seasoning, but for Dolai, it was like a poison that penetrated his intestines.

He released a little bit of his strength to help him sort it out.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when the sky darkened, the sweat on Dolai’s forehead finally disappeared and his skin turned red, as if it had been cooked.

At this point, he regained consciousness, gasping for breath.

Seeing the bucket in front of him, Dolai was a little scared, but he still gritted his teeth, scooped another bottle, and continued to drink.

There was another burst of severe pain, but it was much less severe than the last time, and the body gradually adapted to it, greedily absorbing various substances in the blood.

Dragon blood contains enormous energy and rich nutrients. Drinking blood is like eating, and there is no need to worry about starving to death.

As dragon blood was infused into his body, his physical strength continued to increase, his weak fighting spirit became stronger, and the Son of Elements also began to rise rapidly.

It improves his strength in almost all aspects.

This heavy rain lasted for three days and three nights. The small streams in the valley turned into floods, roaring and rushing down the mountains. The rumbling sound was endless.

At this time, Dolai's height had increased dramatically, almost to about two meters, and his aura was more than twice as powerful as before, but his skin had returned to its previous state, and a layer of brown substance had fallen to the ground.

He opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and felt his body filled with strength.

In addition, the Son of Elements also broke through three meters.

The huge body of the Son of Element does not mean that he has only grown in size. In addition to his greater magic power, the temperature of his core is also higher. Some wonderful changes contained in the fire element are also constantly increasing. That is the power of the laws given to the fire element by heaven and earth.

When Dolai felt this, he slowly relaxed his mind and felt the power of the fire element itself.

Lord Baal is really a surprise. Just a bucket of red dragon blood can improve him so much. This time when he goes back, he can boldly do what he wants.

He is level three.

Dole was a little excited. He felt the strength in his body. He felt that he finally had some power to protect himself.

This is real, tangible power.

The waves in the valley are still roaring, and the sky has cleared up, but we still can't leave, and we have to stay here for another day.

He lowered his head, looked at the barrel, and burped.

He drank most of the blood in the barrel, and there was still some left. He planned to take it back for experiments. Besides, this blood had no effect on him anymore, as his body had already improved.

He now doesn't even need too much mental power to release the continuous fireball technique. His affinity for fire has increased sharply. He can even feel the active fire elements in the surrounding world without using any mental power. With just a flick of his fingers, those fire elements will jump towards him.