It’s already this time, what more benefits are there?
The man stared at Chen Muyu, then laughed loudly, "Young man, didn't I already give you a drop of holy blood?"
Chen Muyu said, "I heard that after receiving the power of the holy blood, one's own bloodline will be changed and assimilated into the bloodline of the ancient blood clan..."
"Isn't the blood of the Ancient Blood Clan bad? How many people ask for it but can't get it!" The man put away his smile with a very proud look on his face. Perhaps in his opinion, the blood of the Ancient Blood Clan is indeed the supreme existence!
"There is a saying in my hometown that a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as one's own doghouse. No matter how strong or good other bloodlines are, they are not as good as those given by parents. This is called feelings. If a person can't even guard his own bloodline
If you live here, can you still call it a human being?" Chen Muyu disagreed.
In life, there will always be some things that you stick to, and the blood flowing through your body is certainly one of them.
Xu Tian and others seemed to be touched. They raised their heads and glanced at Chen Muyu, then lowered their heads again.
"Haha, haha, hahahaha..."
On top of the stone pillar, the True Dragon Ancestor, who had never moved, suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, "Well said, well said..."
The man got angry and said, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"
With a wave of his sleeves, he directly pinned the True Dragon Ancestor to the stone pillar.
A pair of eyes looked sharply at Chen Muyu, "Young man, you have a lot of backbone..."
Chen Muyu laughed dryly and said, "Don't be angry, fellow Taoist. I'm just saying it. It's just that I worked so hard to help you get the Blood Worshiping Cauldron. You, fellow Taoist, have nothing to say. It really doesn't make sense."
"snort!"
The man snorted coldly, "Listen up, the benefit I can give you is to spare your life. If you feel it's not worth it, I can kill you right now!"
For such a strong man, being able to talk so much nonsense to him is already the limit.
Chen Muyu also accepted it as soon as it was good.
"Fellow Taoist is mistakenly angry."
Chen Muyu laughed dryly, "I just said that casually to lighten the atmosphere."
"snort."
The man chuckled lightly, and his eyes looked like he was looking at a monkey.
Fortunately, Chen Muyu had already taken out the Blood Worshiping Cauldron and released it into the inner world. With a wave of his hand, a huge black object appeared on the stone platform with a bang.
"Fellow Taoist, please take a look to see if this is what you want." Chen Muyu took a few steps back consciously.
He also took the risk.
In this situation, he could only choose to believe Tuogu.
Maybe after taking the Blood Worshiping Cauldron, this guy could become kind-hearted and treat himself like a fart, so that he could escape.
Sure enough, the moment the Blood Worshiping Cauldron appeared, the man's eyes were attracted to the big cauldron.
He stood up, came to the cauldron, stretched out his hand, and touched the body of the cauldron. His expression was as if he was stroking his lover.
"Old man, after all these years, you haven't changed at all."
The man murmured, "We finally meet again."
"Uh, what about that, fellow Taoist, can I go?" Chen Muyu asked tentatively.
The man ignored Chen Muyu.
"Fellow Taoist?" Chen Muyu asked again.
The man seemed to wake up from his dream and looked back at Chen Muyu, "Let's go? Where are we going?"
Chen Muyu's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling that this guy was going to go back on his word.
"Fellow Taoist, this is no joke."
At this moment, Chen Muyu was like a weak and helpless child. He suddenly realized that without the system, he could not cope with the situation in front of him.
If he couldn't contact the Wanjie Station, he couldn't even shake people.
The man looked at Chen Muyu with a smile, "Since you know my identity, do you know the origin of this Blood Worshiping Cauldron?"
Huh?
Chen Muyu looked at him with a strange look on his face. What was going on? Why was this guy still chatting with him?
Have you been holding it in for many years and can't find anyone to talk to?
But no matter how much he says, he can live a little longer.
"I have heard about this. I heard that this cauldron is an inheritance of the ancient blood clan. Although this cauldron is acquired, its power is not small. The ancient blood clan spent a lot of manpower and material resources to cultivate it..."
Chen Muyu spoke eloquently.
There was something strange in the man's eyes, "It seems that you, a young man, are indeed a little different. Then do you know the purpose of our clan's efforts to cultivate this cauldron?"
This is not a problem for Chen Muyu, "I heard that this cauldron can give birth to new Ji Dao embryos and give birth to new Ji Dao. I don't know if it is true."
"Ha ha."
The man smiled wildly, "You actually know this, young man, you are really beyond my expectation."
"It's just hearsay." Chen Muyu laughed dryly, "Fellow Taoist, do you want to use this cauldron to break the path?"
The man did not deny it and nodded slightly, "What else do you know?"
This guy talks a bit too much.
It is said that villains die by talking too much. Is it possible that this person cannot escape this law? What accident will happen soon?
Chen Muyu was calculating in his mind, but he quickly racked his brains to delay, "I also know that fellow Taoist, you are very strong. Even in the Hongmeng era, you are the absolute top..."
Flattery.
Even Xu Tian and others cast disdainful looks at him at this moment.
I don’t know if it’s useful or not, the man said, “Then do you know why I am so powerful?”
Come on, it’s okay for others to praise you. Why the hell are you praising yourself? Don’t you need to blush?
How should Chen Muyu handle this?
However, soon, the man himself gave the answer, "Because I am Hongmeng's first Yakuza spokesperson."
"What?"
Chen Muyu didn't react at first, but soon, his eyes widened and he looked at the blood ancestor in front of him in disbelief.
A spokesperson for the Yakuza?
King?
"Surprising?"
The Blood Ancestor grinned, "I can feel the auras of other Jidao Emperors from you, and there are more than one. You must also know about the Jidao Emperor, which is why I talk to you so much.
…”
Chen Muyu's face twitched slightly, and it took him a long time to speak, "What level does your fellow Taoist achieve to become an emperor?"
Chen Muyu opened his mouth slightly, which was both expected and unexpected.
He became an emperor at the peak of the ninth level, no wonder he was so powerful.
Nan Ming had only become an emperor at the peak of the eighth level, but he already had the combat power of the late ninth level. This guy was even more exaggerated. He had become an emperor at the peak of the ninth level, and his combat power was terrifying.
No wonder he was besieged by powerful men from the Hongmeng tribes. No wonder so many powerful men couldn't kill him and could only find ways to ban him.
The Dao-Breaking Battle at the end of Hongmeng could be a direct battle between the Hongmeng clans and the Ancient Blood Clan, a battle between the powerful people of Hongmeng and this spokesperson of the Extreme Dao.
It's not impossible.
…
This is actually a spokesperson for the Yakuza who has become an emperor at the ninth level.
