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Eight hundred and ninetieth eight chapters steal the blood moon

Sitting in the stands at this time was Emperor Miaohua.

When Lingqing himself left, he asked Emperor Miaohua to stay where he was.

Even Takashi Abe recently didn't notice any changes, but under the guidance of Gridamara, Orochimaru saw the clues.

He looked at Miaohua's back, and the child's hole gradually shrank into a vertical line.

He asked in his heart: "That one should be the same clone as the Lion Demon King. Do you think I can steal his bloodline?"

Gridamara's voice was a little dull: "You can try it. You have dispersed yourself among all the bloodlines now. Even if you die once, it is not a big deal."

Orochimaru's voice was a little eager to try: "Then let's try it!"

Miaohua felt a look of indifference and crisis and turned around to look.

Orochimaru's boy returned to normal, smiled at him, and said to himself: "But Dru Yin should forget it!"

In the competition venue, Zhang Yuanyi, Zhang Chengyu and others were praised by Rintaro Hanakain.

The applause around them changed from sparse to thunderous, and some people even cheered their names loudly in the stands.

Japanese people worship the strong from the bottom of their hearts.

When you are better than them, they will admire and yearn for you from the bottom of their hearts.

But you can't let him feel your weakness, otherwise they will think that you have failed their worship.

In order to maintain the impression in their minds, they will kill you and then replace you as the greatest honor.

It turns out that Abe Kaori, Xiao Mingwang and others have already demonstrated their power.

The onlookers gave them applause and cheers without hesitation.

After experiencing this failure, they also gave Zhang Yuanyi and the others unreserved applause and cheers.

In the rest room of the competition venue, Quan Guangyi of Ge Zaoshan looked at the scene in front of him, shook his head and said disdainfully: "It seems to be courteous and enthusiastic, but in fact, it is cold and cold at heart, and cannot be treated kindly."

Zhu Yuchang from Maoshan is similar to his master Zhang Gaofu. He also has a kind-hearted nature. Hearing this, he laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, this is the best."

Zhang Yuanbai saw that the cheers were coming to an end and said to everyone: "The competition is over, it's time for us to leave."

Everyone looked at Zhang Yuanyi and others who were returning to the lounge, and stood up and walked out.

I planned to meet up with Zhang Yuanyuan and the other six people, and go outside together to wait for Ling Qing and others.

When I walked to the passage below, I found a person standing between Zhang Yuanbai and others and Zhang Yuanyi and others.

Both parties paused at the same time, and then Zhang Yuanbai and others paused, waiting for Zhang Yuanyi and others to come over.

When Zhang Yuanyi and others walked up to the man, the breeze blew the figure away, and everyone was shocked.

At this moment, the shadow behind Zhang Yuanbai suddenly shook.

Then he rose from the ground like lightning and stabbed his back in the shape of a palm knife.

Phew~

A sound of life blooming sounded, and a flower suddenly bloomed from the back of Zhang Yuanbai's heart, blocking the knife in his hand.

The moment the hand knife came into contact with the flower, countless pollen-like light spots fell on the shadow, and they immediately took root and sprouted, turning into flower buds.

Before the bones could bloom, the shadow suddenly fell to the ground and turned into its normal appearance.

Swish swish swish~~

Zhang Yuanbai and others suddenly woke up, and Li Xingwen, Huizhen and others who were walking behind him saw the scene where the flowers blocked the shadow's palm.

Knowing that it must be the man who disappeared just now who attacked, he immediately warned: "Be careful, that man can sneak into the shadow and attack!"

Before he finished speaking, the shadows around the passage suddenly turned into arrows and shot towards everyone.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Liaofan clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name loudly in his mouth, and a ball of golden light rose from behind his head, shining like a lamp around him.

However, those shadow arrows were not dispersed by the Buddha's light. Instead, they shrank to become more slender and sharper.

He stabbed everyone faster.

At the same time, a shadow ignored all defensive spells and protective magical powers and quietly shot toward Fan's heart.

Everyone was trying their best to prevent the arrow from missing, and they didn't notice this shadow at all, even Liao Fan was no exception.

Liao Fan was resisting the arrow when he suddenly felt that he was pushed aside, and the shadows around him turned into flowers.

Hitting everyone's defense, petals scattered all over the sky and floated in the passage.

Only then did everyone realize that two figures appeared in the middle of the crowd.

One is a man wearing a robe, with a rope tied around his waist, long hair shawl, and a feminine face.

The other one is Lingqing.

Everyone greeted him one after another and said, "I have seen Mr. Dao Qing!"

Only Lingji knew that the person in front of him was one of his master's clones, Emperor Miaoling.

Miao Ling looked at Orochimaru opposite and said, "It seems that I was a little too talkative last time."

"Hey hey hey~" Orochimaru's hoarse voice carried an inexplicable magnetism, making people's hearts feel numb as if snakes were crawling through them.

"Well, I just want to know how the blood of mages and monks is different from that of ordinary people.

Of course, there is also your Excellency's Dru Yin blood, I wonder if you and the two of you would be willing to give me some?"

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His cold, snake-like eyes glanced at Fan and Zhang Yuanbai.

After listening to his words, the two couldn't help but focus on Miao Ling.

Zhang Yuanbai himself had some guesses that Ling Qing, like them, had obtained the inheritance of a professional, but Liao Fan did not know.

He and Ling Qing only had contact when they were refining the heaven.

Even when faced with Ling Qing's Dru Yin Way, he didn't see it, because Ling Qing changed it too thoroughly and turned it into a Taoist technique.

After listening to Orochimaru's words, one of them confirmed his doubts, and the other suddenly realized.

When you don't know, you don't think about it. After all, there are so many strange methods in the world, and no one dares to say that he knows them all.

But when you know the answer and go to prove the root cause, you can find a lot of clues.

Moreover, the two of them also understood that the person in front of them was definitely not Ling Qing's true form.

However, except for a group of senior fellow apprentices and three disciples, no one else knew much about Ling Qing's cultivation of clones.

Therefore, the two of them could not recognize Miao Ling and still regarded him as Ling Qing.

Lingqing was not angry at Orochimaru's words, but said calmly: "I have studied the devil fruit making method you gave me last time in detail, and it is indeed a good idea.

However, it is obvious that your method has very serious flaws.

Among them, the biggest failure is your inability to effectively use the bloodline you stole.

When you attacked Yuan Bai and Liao Fan just now, you just wanted to use your rogue skills to steal their blood, right?"

Although it is a question, the tone reveals affirmation.

Orochimaru didn't mean to hide anything, he chuckled and said: "The rogue's special ability is to steal blood!
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