Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 159 Innate Magical Powers

"benefit!?"

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, his pale face flushed a little, and he looked up at the woman.

"Don't look at sister, you'll feel it right away."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan felt a severe pain in his ribs, as if something was about to emerge from it.

"My lord, what is going on!?"

Yang Xuan panicked, with cold sweat swishing on his face.

"Heck, what a fuss, this is the benefit that my sister gave you. You are definitely a person with great luck. Through the first embrace just now, you actually got a powerful innate supernatural power from my blood."

"What, the Venerable is a blood race!?"

Yang Xuan opened his eyes wide and almost jumped up from the ground.

The blood race, a tyrannical race in ancient times, this race is physically strong, extremely talented, and its cultivation speed far exceeds other races, but the blood race is bloodthirsty, especially like the blood of human adult men. For them, killing people and drinking blood is the same as drinking alcohol. Tasting tea is undoubtedly extremely evil.

In addition, the strong in the blood clan also have a magical ability!

First embrace!

That's right, it's the first embrace. It's a way of sucking blood to transfer a little of your own blood essence into the opponent's body, and the person who gets the blood essence of the blood clan will also become a new blood clan, and may also inherit some kind of blood essence from the blood clan. Talented.

"Little guy, you are now a member of my blood family. You have to work hard in the future to survive the catastrophe. By the way, my sister's name is Lan Caidie, and she is known as the vampire queen. You have to remember it. "

Leaving a word, the woman who claimed to be a blue butterfly disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a lingering fragrance in the air.

"This annoying goblin has finally left, but does the catastrophe she mentioned refer to the catastrophe within ten years?" Yang Xuan whispered. The barbarian once said that the high priest of the barbarian tribe has already calculated that there will be a catastrophe within ten years. the whole continent.

"It hurts!" Suddenly, Yang Xuan gasped, his ribs split open, blood spurted out, and then two three-meter-long blood-colored wings emerged.

"This is the Blood Wing of the Blood Race, I actually got this kind of innate supernatural power!?" Yang Xuan's body shook wildly, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

At the beginning of ancient times, the blood race was prosperous and the population was large, but not everyone could grow blood wings, and anyone who could grow blood wings was a stunning genius, and once they grew blood wings, they could fly in the air and possess extreme speed .

"Damn, don't you know you can fly now?" Yang Xuan was surprised and delighted, the vitality in his body was circulating, a pair of huge blood wings suddenly shook, and he soared into the sky at a berserk speed.

boom!
With a loud noise, the hall was shaken. Yang Xuan couldn't control it well, and hit the ceiling of the hall, causing a big swelling on his forehead.

"Next, you must master this flying ability!"

Yang Xuan didn't cry out for pain, and his bloody wings fluttered. After all, he was a man in two lives. Although he was not a birdman in his previous life, he was still a generation of demon king who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth. If he couldn't even master the flight, it would be a joke .

In less than half a minute, Yang Xuan had mastered the blood wings, and flew over the hall at an unbelievably fast speed, completely surpassing Shadow Dun.

Of course, Blood Wing is said to be extremely fast, but the speed is definitely not the case. This is because Yang Xuan's cultivation base is too low, and the vitality in his body is too little. If he has the cultivation base of his previous life, he can fly hundreds of miles in an instant.

"Haha, originally I was going to practice the Blood Escape of the Nine Nether Sect, but now it seems completely unnecessary. In the future, if I encounter someone I can't beat, I will flap my wings and dodge them. However, the blood race and the human race are world enemies, so we still have to be careful." Some, if people know that I am a blood clan, they will inevitably shout and kill me."

Yang Xuan quickly stopped laughing, and with a thought, a pair of huge blood wings were inserted into the double ribs, leaving two small blood-red bumps on the double ribs.

"Okay, it's time to leave, otherwise it will be dangerous when a master comes."

After changing his clothes, Yang Xuan picked up a small blue sword not far away. This is a low-grade spiritual weapon, with water-like patterns branded on the sword body, exuding bursts of icy air .

"It's a nice item, just for Qin Lan."

Yang Xuan smiled, and casually put away the little blue sword. This thing needs a drop of blood to recognize its owner before it can be used. Even though the sword is the size of a palm now, once the owner is recognized, it can be changed in size at will.

In addition, the material of the spirit weapon is naturally extremely strong, and the most important spirit weapon is engraved with formations.

Some of these formations are mainly attacking, some are mainly defending, and there are even flying formations.

Thousands of years ago, someone in Zhongzhou developed flying formations. By engraving these formations on the sword, warriors can fly with the sword, but flying with the sword consumes a lot of vitality. If the cultivation base is too low and the vitality is exhausted, they can only Fall from the sky and die.

……

In the valley outside the ancient tomb, there were hundreds of corpses lying here and there, each corpse was shriveled and blood was missing.

Yang Xuan was not surprised, he knew that these were the masterpieces of the blood-sucking queen Lan Caidie, and he didn't stay in the valley. Blood wings emerged from his ribs, and then he jumped up and flew towards Qixuanmen.

It is night, full of stars, and the night is thick.

A figure descended from the sky and quietly landed on the top of Cuiyun Peak.

Needless to say, the person who came was Yang Xuan. He performed the Xuanwu Tortoise's Breathing Art, and there was no aura leaking from his body. Even Pei Yuntian and Yan Changkong might not be able to detect his existence.

But Yang Xuan obviously thought wrong, as soon as he fell down, Yan Changkong on the main peak of the inner sect noticed something.

In just a few breaths of time, Yan Changkong flew across the sky, and said in surprise: "It's you, Yang Xuan, who were you just now?"

While speaking, he pointed to the sky.

"Uh, that sect master, don't be surprised, the disciple flew down from the sky." Yang Xuan scratched his head.

"How did you do it!?"

It's no wonder Yan Changkong wasn't surprised. Warriors can only fly in the air when they reach the realm of heaven and man and realize the unity of heaven and earth. But Yang Xuancai flew down from the sky in the sixth heaven of the Yuan Condensation Realm, which is simply unbelievable.

"Sect master should know the secret flying skills?" Yang Xuan asked.

"I have heard of this a little bit, what, you mean to say that you have practiced the secret flying skills!"

"That's right, otherwise would I grow wings and fly down from the sky?"

……

Yang Xuan quickly fooled Yan Changkong away, and Yan Changkong didn't doubt Yang Xuan's words, he only thought that he had practiced some kind of secret flying skills, but even those super sects in Zhongzhou may not be able to get a few flying secret skills, Yan Changkong Changkong didn't know where Yang Xuan learned it from.

"Am I considered a vampire now? I wonder if I will suck human blood in the future?"

Yang Xuan muttered, then shook his head, got rid of distracting thoughts in his mind, and entered Qin Lan's other courtyard.

Under the moonlight, the corners of Yang Xuan's mouth curled up slightly, and he walked along the edge of the wall, towards Qin Lan's boudoir.

The lights in the room were flickering, Yang Xuan pushed the door open, walked quietly towards the back room, and saw Qin Lan sitting on the bed meditating and practicing Qi, with a faint chill circulating all over his body.

Yang Xuan didn't bother Qin Lan's practice, moved a stool, came to the left side of the bed, and admired it carefully.

I have to say that Qin Lan's beauty is shocking and incomparable. Although it is the first time to stare at a beautiful woman from a close distance, Yang Xuan still can't stop feeling amazed.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Qin Lan noticed something and slowly opened his eyes.

"Lan'er finished training?"

Yang Xuan laughed.

"When did you come back?"

Qin Lan blinked.

Yang Xuan got up and sat on the edge of the bed, with a sinister and awe-inspiring smile on his face: "I've been back for a while, and I see you are practicing, so I'll watch over you."

"I'm very safe here, who wants you to guard it, well, it's late at night, you should hurry back to your room and go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)