Meanwhile, the customers of the Crypt Carnival Bar were all surprised to look at the bone cup on the bar.

That is the most expensive wine in the bar, and the soul burns to storm.

The blood of nine powerful monsters is mixed with nine drinks that are even more violent than fire. The wine is fierce and makes people run wild, and it also has a soul-burning effect that stimulates potential.

According to legend, this kind of alcohol can burn potential and awaken the sleeping bloodline power in the body. It is a special drug that squeezes potential for strength.

However, many adventurers with bloodlines but do not awaken their powers will travel for months or even years to the Crypt Carnival Bar in order to drink a glass of soul-burning and storm and fight for the slim hope.

Some people succeed, their lives are reversed from then on, and they have made a huge reputation, but some people are never recovering from then on and are drunk.

Miss Cat smiled and said, "Little guy, drink it and release the sleeping power in your body to your heart's content. Meow~ This is the gift to you from our Crypt Carnival Bar, Meow~"

Yang Muyun reached out to touch the wine utensil on the table, and was shocked: The inheritance props were passed down, but he didn't expect that a small wine glass would have a great background.

Thinking of the blood of the beast that Miss Cat had just poured into it and the bird-headed and beast-shaped shadows that were faintly visible in the flames, Yang Muyun vaguely felt that this was not a cocktail, but a sacrifice.

He moved to his side with his glass in his hands. Yang Muyun asked, "The value of this glass of wine is far from something that can be exchanged for a piece of jerky. Miss Cat, what do you want?"

Miss Cat stretched out a finger and placed it on the outer wall of the wine glass, then gently pushed forward.

"Young Warriors, our Crypt Carnival Bar likes to invest in the strongest, especially those young and excellent as you. We will provide resources to help you grow up quickly."

Yang Muyun said: "I have awakened my bloodline power, there is no need to drink this again, right?"

After saying that, Yang Muyun's eyes quickly turned red, and a rich blood light spread out in his eye sockets and kept escaping out.

Miss Cat's heart trembled suddenly when she saw this scene.

At a young age, he had already awakened his bloodline power. How could his fragile little body withstand the impact of a crazy person?

Monster, this must be a monster.

"Stop! Don't be crazy here! It's scary~"

Yang Muyun's eyes closed and when he opened them again, the blood disappeared and became black and white again.

Miss Cat was shocked again. She could still control herself if she was like this. Can a man really do this?

"Young warrior, this glass of wine can not only stimulate bloodline power, but also temper your body and spirit. In short, there are many benefits. How about you just treat it as a magic fruit?"

Miss Cat pressed her hands against the bar and approached Yang Muyun's ear, licked her tongue, and then murmured a few words in a low voice.

Yang Muyun's eyes were fixed, and then he picked up the wine glass with both hands and swallowed.

Miss Cat took the wine glass, then showed it to everyone with the mouth of the glass, and then cheered passionately.

"Another warrior joined our crypt world. Next, let's see if he can pass the test of the crypt~"

Yang Muyun burped, then quietly felt the surging energy fluctuations in his body. The lights and candles in front of him also rippled like ripples, the flames solidified, the space was twisted, and Yang Muyun's five senses and six consciousnesses were infinitely stretched away.

The roar of the eagle cries sounded in his ears, and ferocious beasts rushed towards him with ferocious expressions. They seemed to see shadow spiders, giant claw crabs, blood-eyed white-headed tigers and red-scaled two-tailed tigers.

Yang Muyun smiled coldly, then drew his sword and looked around. Before his feet moved, the sword shadow flew. When Yang Muyun collected the sword and returned it to the sheath, all the ferocious birds and beasts exploded like bubbles.

Then several ferocious birds and beasts appeared, and Yang Muyun still did not move in all directions, sending them back to the west with one sword.

Then, Yang Muyun felt that it was too slow and stood directly at the position where the beasts appeared. Before they could gain a foothold, they would slaughter them with one sword.

Finally, the shadows of ferocious birds and beasts no longer appeared. Countless bloody snowflakes sprinkled from above, blood fountains spewed out from under their feet, and countless bloody energy penetrated into Yang Muyun's body.

With spider silk, Yang Muyun could clearly sense the subtle changes in his body.

However, when these blood-colored energy enters the body, it does not touch the spider silk, but directly enters the spiritual world and integrates into the soul.

The five senses and six consciousnesses returned, and the noise appeared in the ears again. The burning sensation in the throat had not yet subsided, and the rotten smell in the air seemed to be even stronger. The cat lady beside her was fragrant, with a faint smell of mint.

Yang Muyun stood up, but his feet almost fell down with a sway. Yang Muyun quickly reached out to help the bar, but unexpectedly, his fingers were missing and he couldn't touch the table. He fell down with a thud.

Shaking his head, Yang Muyun found that he was not drunk.

It’s not what the drunkard said is not drunk, but it is really not drunk. Not only is he not drunk, he is also unprecedentedly sober and has unparalleled clear thinking.

His hands and feet are also very flexible, and he accurately executes every command without any sign of poisoning. However, Yang Muyun's body is out of control and staggers and stumbling like a drunkard.

Everyone looked at Yang Muyun with laughter.

"He's drunk!"

"Look at how drunk he is."

"Sure enough, no one can withstand the power of the soul-burning storm."

Yang Muyun did not stand up immediately, but leaned against the bar, pressed his palm on his forehead, carefully checking his condition.

He suddenly realized that his power had not been weakened, but had been much stronger.

Especially the mental thoughts, which expanded to two or three times the previous one, and the culprit of his own series of mistakes was the sudden increase in mental thoughts.

The body and the mind are closely connected like the most precise gears, so that every movement can be accurately controlled.

But now, Yang Muyun's body is still as big as before, but his mental thoughts have expanded twice or even triple.

The gears that were originally closely connected had no change, but the other became two or three times larger. There must be errors between the two, and even disconnections, which resulted in a series of mistakes just now.

Miss Cat approached Yang Muyun, raised her little finger and pointed at the figure that was twisting wildly in the dance floor, "Warrior, go there and get some exercise~ Meow~~"

Yang Muyun thought to himself: It really needs to be re-fitted.

Immediately, I stood up with my knees and walked to the dance floor like a walk.

Some women looked at Yang Muyun with shiny eyes and twisted their bodies to put them on. They like to help people get in, especially to help the strong.

But soon, the women stopped stiffly.

A sharp murderous aura spread out like a substance, and Yang Muyun immediately became a forbidden area for no one to enter, and the originally lively dance floor was instantly cleared.

Yang Muyun glanced at the beast-headed man who was beating the big drum. The beast-headed man shook his neck tremblingly, and then handed the two drumsticks ground by the beast bone carvings to Yang Muyun's hands.

Seeing this scene, people couldn't help but exclaim: "What a strong murderous aura and a terrible look. They deserve to be called the troll beheader. This momentum is different."

"But, what are the troll beheaders doing with drumsticks?"

"Does he have to solve it himself?"
Chapter completed!