Chapter 308: Holy Blood

Oniduo grabbed He Yunze's head with five fingers, trying to wring his head off.

Several blood races around gave out sinister smiles.

No! He Yunze roared loudly, he was still young, and he didn't want to just die like this.

You have no chance! Oniduo snorted, his five fingers touched He Yunze's hair, and the blood stained on it dripped onto He Yunze's face.

At this moment, a terrifying breath erupted.

For a moment, there seemed to be a huge gust of wind blowing around, many flowers and plants broke instantly, the glass shattered, and the tiles on the manor castle were scattered.

Many weak blood races fell to the ground immediately, they were trembling.

Onido's face changed drastically: What's going on?

Boom!

The roof left directly, only to see a big golden hand protruding from above.

With a sudden grab, the big hand squeezed several members of the Blood Race in their hands, and then held it tightly, blood flowed all over the ground immediately.

Onido was terrified, and he knew something must have happened.

By coincidence, he grabbed He Yunze by the neck. But I only saw the big golden hand rampage, leveling the entire building. Then he found a person suspended in the air, and just glanced at him, which made him faint.

Teacher Ling! He Yunze had already seen the person coming, and was immediately overjoyed.

Ling Donglai flashed to He Yunze's side, pointed out, and a golden light shot through Onido's head.

Although He Yunze was saved, he looked at his lower abdomen with an embarrassing expression: Teacher Ling, my dantian

Ling Donglai pondered for a while: I am proficient in easy numbers, and I knew that you would have a calamity, but I didn't expect it to be fulfilled here. However, misfortune and blessing depend on it, and calamity is not necessarily a bad thing. Generally, the greater the calamity, the greater the turning point. Among this blood family, there may be something useful to you.

He Yunze smiled wryly: My dantian has been destroyed, how can there be any turning point?

Ling Donglai shook his head: Not to mention that it is impossible to reshape the dantian, some martial arts and other cultivation methods do not need to rely on the dantian.

He Yunze was startled,

nodded.

It's like people who practice magic, they don't need the dantian.

Ling Donglai took a look around, and there were at least a hundred vampires surrounding him: "Anyway, it's an unforgivable crime for this damned vampire to dare to attack the students of our academy." Wait for me, I'll kill them all first.

After Ling Dong finished speaking, he jumped out.

He looked around and saw more than 30 vampires flying in the sky, and if the vampires wanted to fly with their blood wings, at least the earl would do.

Eastern cultivators dare to offend the noble Gangelo clan. A man with bat wings flying in the air said coldly.

Damn Oriental, I want to drink your blood. Another blood said.

The glory of the blood race cannot be desecrated, this Chinese man is doomed! The other blood races were also shouting.

There are actually two senior dukes, isn't the Gangelo clan weak? After Lingdong finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a branch came into his hand, only to see that the branch turned into a golden color in the blink of an eye. After today, there is no need for the Gangelo clan to exist.

Not ashamed!

The strength of this oriental cultivator does not seem to be weak. After absorbing his blood, our strength will definitely go a step further.

ignorance! Ling Donglai moved abruptly, swiping the branch in his hand, and saw a flash of golden light, just like Pangu opened up the world, a gully was opened on the earth, and the affected dozen or so blood races directly turned into flesh piece.

The two senior dukes were terrified, and the other ordinary dukes couldn't help but retreat.

What kind of strength is this?

So strong!

Ling Donglai didn't bother to hide like this, he rushed into the blood clan in a flash.

The branch in his hand was like a sword, and every member of the Gangelo clan he touched was divided into two parts. The blood earls and dukes flying in the sky were shot down one after another, falling down like dumplings.

Prince, this person at least has the strength of a prince!

run away, run away!

Our Gangluo clan actually offended such a strong existence, this time it's over.

Ling Donglai's speed is so fast, and even if he is a hundred meters away, he can kill him with one move. It is impossible for these members of the Gangelo clan to escape. In less than three minutes, there was only one senior duke left among the more than a hundred blood races.

This is definitely a massacre, and the Gangelo clan is almost extinct.

The senior duke was terrified.

He was even shaking.

The Gangelo clan has the strength of the six-star Chinese sect, and an earl or duke is equivalent to an innate master.

But facing Ling Donglai, a fourth-level true alchemy, he was still far behind.

My lord, spare me!

Ling Donglai ignored him at all and rushed forward quickly.

At this time, the Duke of the Gangelo clan flew towards the castle quickly.

Ling Donglai sneered, and with a light wave of the branch in his hand, a sword qi slashed across. The Duke of the Luo clan hurriedly dodged, but he only saw the sword energy slashing across the twenty-meter-high castle, cutting it into two sections.

Damn it, the ancestor must be awakened.

The Blood Duke fell vertically downwards.

Ling Donglai followed up to take a look, and found that the ancient castle was 100 meters deep when it turned downwards.

There is a black coffin faintly at the bottom.

The Blood Duke reached the side of the coffin and quickly opened the coffin lid.

I saw a skinny man dressed in European medieval clothes lying inside, and there was a pendant hanging on the man's chest, which shone with an astonishing red light.

Why did you wake me up? The skinny man suddenly opened his eyes, and then he felt a terrifying aura, it turned out to be a Huaxia cultivator, and he was so strong.

Patriarch, help!

This Chinese cultivator destroyed our Gangluo clan.

Ling Donglai jumped down lightly from the top. He carefully sized up the skinny man, and finally set his sights on the pendant worn by the skinny man: What kind of treasure is this? It actually contains extremely terrifying energy.

The skinny man touched the pendant and said calmly: This is the treasure of our blood family, the blood from the ancestors, also known as holy blood. Although there is only one drop, it can completely change the physique of a blood race, allowing an ordinary blood race to cultivate to the realm of a prince.

A drop of blood has such power, is this the way of blood clan's cultivation? Looking at the pendant containing the holy blood, Ling Donglai had some thoughts. I have seen the purple blood Dafa practiced by Li Gong, and there are also blood nerve cultivation techniques in Shushan in Huaxia novels. Even in Honghuang's novels, there are gods like Patriarch Styx who practice the way of blood. He Yunze's dantian was destroyed, maybe his chance is here.

: He Yunze is about to embark on his own path of cultivation. The previous foreshadowing was not only for Ling Donglai to pretend to be aggressive, but also for He Yunze to stand up after breaking through. ). If you like this work, welcome to Qidian () to vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please come. )