Eternal Demon King

"benefit!?"

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

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

Hearing this, Yang Xuan felt the pain in the double rib, as if something was about to come out of it.

"Sir, what the hell is going on!?"

Yang Xuan was a little panicked, and his face was sweating coldly.

"Giggle, make a fuss, this is what my sister gave you. Your kid is definitely a person with great luck. Through the first embrace just now, you have actually obtained a powerful innate magical power of my blood family."

"What, Venerable is a blood race!?"

Yang Xuan's eyes were wide open and he almost jumped up from the ground.

The blood race, the tyrannical race of the ancient times, this race is powerful, talented, and cultivation speed is far faster than other races, but the blood race is bloodthirsty, especially the blood of adult human men. For them, killing and drinking blood is like drinking. Tea tasting is undoubtedly extremely evil.

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

First embrace!

That's right, it is the first embrace. This is a way of sucking blood to transfer a little blood of one's own blood into the other's body, and the person who gets the blood of the blood will also become a new blood, and may inherit some kind of blood from the blood. Innate talent.

"Little guy, you are also a member of my blood clan now, you will have to practice hard in the future and strive to survive the catastrophe. By the way, my sister's name is Lan Caidie, known as the Queen of Vampires, you have to remember it. "

Leaving a sentence, the beautiful woman disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a lingering fragrance in the air.

"This dreaded goblin is finally gone, but does the catastrophe she said refer to a catastrophe within ten years?" Yang Xuan whispered, the barbarian once said that the barbarian high priest has calculated that there will be a catastrophe within ten years. entire continent.

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

"This is the blood wing of the blood clan, I actually got this kind of innate magical power!?" Yang Xuan's body trembled, and his heart could not 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 have blood wings, and those who could produce blood wings were amazing geniuses. Once they grew blood wings, they could fly in the sky and have extreme speed .

"Damn it, young master doesn't know that he can fly now?" Yang Xuan was surprised and happy, his vitality was running, and a pair of huge blood wings suddenly shook, and he rose into the sky at a violent speed.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the hall was shaken. Yang Xuan couldn't control it well, and slammed into the top wall of the hall, and a big bag swelled up on his forehead.

"Again, you must master this flying ability!"

Yang Xuan didn't cry out in pain, his bloody wings flashed. After all, he was a human being in two lifetimes. Although he was not a birdman in his previous life, he was still a generation of demon lords who flew to the sky. If he couldn't even master flying, wouldn't it be a joke? .

In less than half a minute, Yang Xuan mastered the blood wings and flew over the hall with an incredible speed, completely surpassing Shadow Escape.

Of course, Blood Wing is known to be extremely fast, but this is definitely not the case. This is also because Yang Xuan’s cultivation is too low and his vitality is too low. If he had the cultivation of his previous life, he would be able to fly hundreds of miles in an instant.

"Haha, I originally planned to practice the blood escape of the Nine Serenity Sect, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary. In the future, when I meet someone who can't be beaten, the young master will flap his wings and flash people, but the blood clan and the human clan are enemies in the world, so be careful. These, if people know that I am a blood clan, they will have to yell at me and kill me."

Yang Xuan quickly stopped laughing, and with a thought, a pair of huge blood wings entered 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 robes, Yang Xuan picked up a small blue sword not far away. It was a low-grade spiritual tool. The sword was branded with water-like lines, exuding bursts of icy air. .

"Nice thing, just for Qin Lan."

Yang Xuan smiled and put away the small blue sword. This thing needs blood to recognize the master before it can be used. Don't look at the size of the sword now, but once the master is recognized, it can be changed in size at will.

In addition, the material of the spiritual tools is naturally extremely strong, and the most important spiritual tools are depicted with formations.

Some of these formations are the main attack, some are the main defense, and there are even flying formations.

Thousands of years ago, someone in Zhongzhou developed a flying formation. By engraving these formations on the sword, the warrior could fly with the sword. However, flying with the sword consumes a lot of vitality. Fallen from the sky and died.

...

In the valley outside the ancient tomb, there were hundreds of corpses lying in disorder, each of which was shriveled and covered in blood.

Yang Xuan was not surprised, and understood that these were the masterpieces of the blood-sucking queen Lan Caidie, and did not stay in the valley.

It's night, the stars are shining, 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 ran the Xuanwu Turtle Breathing Art, and he had no breath to leak out. Even Pei Yuntian and Yan Changkong might not be able to detect his existence.

But Yang Xuan was obviously wrong. As soon as the others fell, Yan Changkong on the main peak of the inner door 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 and said.

"How did you do it!?"

Yan Changkong is not surprised. Only when a martial artist has reached the realm of heaven and man, and understands the unity of heaven and earth, can he fly in the sky, but Yang Xuancai condensed the sixth heaven of the original realm, and he actually flew down from the sky, which is unbelievable.

"The sect master should know the secret skills of flying, right?" Yang Xuan asked.

"I've heard a little about this, what, you mean that you have practiced flying secret skills!"

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

...

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

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

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

Under the moonlight, the corners of Yang Xuan's mouth were slightly upturned, and with a sinister smile, he walked along the wall and walked towards Qin Lan's boudoir.

The lights in the house flickered, Yang Xuan pushed in the door, walked quietly towards the back room, and saw Qin Lan sitting on the bed meditating and practicing Qi, a faint chill was circulating around him.

Yang Xuan didn't disturb 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 unparalleled.

She is dressed in a white dress and has a graceful appearance. Her jet-black hair is only tied with a white headband. The blue silk like a waterfall hangs down naturally, slightly covering her smooth forehead. Glossy and beautiful.

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, and it was not the first time that Rao stared at a beautiful woman at close range, and he still couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise in his heart.

"Um?"

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

"Has Lan'er finished practicing?"

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 smile escaping from the corner of his mouth: "It's been a while since I came back. Seeing that you're cultivating, I'll be there to guard 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."