Extreme Demon Little Farmer

A few minutes later, Ling Feiyu stepped into the pool of blood and pulled out the old man who was hiding in the dark. "Seeing the blood all over the ground, I'm not greedy."

The old man's eyes were wide open and his breath was short. He could see the scene of Ling Feiyu trampling hundreds of people clearly. At first, he saw Ling Feiyu become a ghost monster. Then, somehow, all the practitioners flying in the sky fell to the ground. Then, Ling Feiyu's body shape changed and released a magnificent and frightening spirit. Ice and fire magic were released interactively, It just gives everyone the highest standard service.

By the end of his frenzied spell that took a few minutes, that's it.

Some of the dead bodies on the ground were burnt, some turned into crushed ice crystals, and most of them were dismembered. So a lot of blood was accumulated on the ground, which really made the old man greedy. But how could he be in the mood to think about this!

"Half demon and half immortal body, who are you and why do you have several original magical powers of demon clan at the same time?" The old man's eyesight is good, and he can see that the man in front of him is half immortal and half demon.

Ling Feiyu spat out a black flame, the old man's cheek was burned, but also inhaled a little hot gas, immediately scorched his internal organs. Fortunately, he has the powerful vitality of the blood clan, otherwise this fire will kill him.

The old man fell on the ground and groaned in pain. His thin body kept twisting, like an ugly and disgusting insect.

Ling Feiyu looked at his hand, spit out the flame in the palm of his hand, tossing up and down, as if playing throwing and catching the ball, "after getting the power of the ten demon king, the incarnation does not need magic weapons, all magic weapons can be concentrated on the body, the strength of both sides are greatly strengthened, perfect!"

Now he can only rely on the power of the ten demon king to end the abuse of ordinary Sanxian. If he takes it by surprise, he can kill all seven and eight Sanxian. What Zhu Yan demon king said is right. It's really a powerful force that can run across the world!

"Sir, he won't be burned." Elizabeth's side is surrounded by two bloodstream, looks gorgeous and dazzling, and the evil beauty sets off her appearance and temperament.

"No, just let him suffer. The old man is stubborn." Ling Feiyu waved to control the old man's body to float. He put the flame in his hand beside his uncooked face. The heat scared the old man back, but his body didn't listen to him, and all the way back was in the same place.

"Don't torture me, I'll cooperate with you..." the old man finally softened. In fact, he just wanted to answer honestly. It's a pity that Ling Feiyu didn't give him a chance to speak. Now his voice is very hoarse, which should be the reason for his burnt voice.

The old man's name is xueshu. Those who knew him used to call him xueshu old devil. In fact, he didn't kill many people. He didn't kill as many people as Yuanchen gate. The whole yinxuezong is almost the same. Their status and public opinion in the East are the same as those in the West.

Have a natural recruit black constitution, even if nothing to do, there are a lot of people lined up to black them, as time goes by, the vacation has come true.

As for the various evils in the population of Fusha Road, in fact, they have nothing to do with the half dime of Yinxue sect.

It's not clear who killed the person, but the killer knows the characteristics of the blood drawing sect, and also knows that the blood drawing sect will not come forward to clarify, or even know that he has been planted, so every time after killing, he will drain the blood and disguise as a vampire.

In fact, the blood clan sucks people's blood, and it doesn't suck people dry. At most, it's just the first few mouthfuls. If you get the Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang in this person's blood, it's over. It often takes a lot of blood to dry a person.

When yinxuezong fled to the border, it was already on the verge of dissolution. At that time, most people crossed the gap between the two worlds and went to the western world to find a place to accommodate them. A small number of people, including xueshu Laomo, refused to leave the four continents of the East and lived in this underground world.

Later, the remaining blood clan gradually ran out of life and died, and finally he was the only one left.

Elizabeth burst into a rage, "nonsense! The blood clan has a long life. How can they die because they don't live long enough? "

Ling Feiyu said in a low voice, "calm down. Although the essence of the eastern and Western blood groups is the same, they take different paths. They practice the same way. They can fly, but you can't fly."

This remark pokes into Elizabeth's pain. She does not have the ability to rise. The long life of the blood clan is a gift and a curse, which directly blocks the way for the blood clan to pursue detachment.

Xueshu's internal injury was a little better, and his voice gradually calmed down. "I'm just living here. I can't improve my cultivation. I'm just waiting to die. My time is coming, and I have five years at most."

Even if there was no hope, Elizabeth still asked about the ancient blood clan, "antediluvian, have you heard of it?"

"What's the matter..." xueshu was confused. "What kind of bird language are you talking about?"

Ling Feiyu's depressed translation said, "in ancient times, before the great flood, it was white skin words and the concepts they described. It was probably the blood clan in ancient times. Some people said it was the third generation of blood clan under Cain."

"Cain, I know, is the first fallen sorcerer. That's what happened in the flood and famine. The third generation blood clan seems to have an impression. You wait for me. I'll look for the old jade slips. " The old man returned to the territory of yinxuezong and pulled out a box several times bigger than others from a civilian house.

He opened the box and jumped in to look for the sundries. He nagged, "the inheritance of yinxuezong is here. I put it in the box. I hope that after I die, the disciples of those who left can come back and find it here, and find the inheritance of yinxuezong."

Ling Feiyu took a look at the contents of the box. It was nothing more than a magic weapon, jade slips, and an empty bottle of pills. It was a mix of different sects. It was embarrassing and desolate.

"Yes, it's this jade slip!" Old xueshu held a blood red jade slip to Ling Feiyu tremblingly. "There are some documents about our inheritance, and I can't find the rest."

Ling Feiyu's divine consciousness was immersed in it. After a moment, he was slightly moved. He threw the jade slip to Elizabeth. "Our goal has an answer. The burial ground of ancient people is not in the main world, nor in the four continents of the East, but in the western continent..."

Elizabeth pursed her red lips. "The western continent, the counterpart of Europa culture, is my kind."

"You two Daniang want to find the burial place of the third generation of blood demons! I advise you not to go. Cain's grandson is different from us blood demons. He is our superior, even to you... "The old devil pointed to Elizabeth and said," he can directly control your thoughts, your actions, and turn you into his servant puppet. This is the superior's pressure on us. It's a curse! "