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Chapter 618 How many drops of spiritual blood do you have?

Five drops... or more?

Liang Xuanmei felt like her head was going to explode, and her eyes were fixed on her godbrother.

As for the people around him, they were completely shocked by what Old Man Siguo said.

Everyone was struck by lightning, dumbfounded, and stared in shock.

No one could make a sound.

Everyone finds it difficult to breathe.

Everyone felt like their heart was going to burst.

More than five drops!

What a shock!

You know, for ordinary people, even if they have even a drop of it, it can be said to be against the sky, and they have a huge opportunity...

Five drops...what is that concept?

Then what do you mean... he... he has six drops of spiritual blood? Xue Changfeng's eyes widened as he looked at the old man Si Guo and asked.

I'm not very sure, but it should be more than six drops. My guess...maybe seven drops...right? Young Xia? The old man Siguo asked.

But Lin Yang shook his head.

Young hero doesn’t want to say it? The old man is not surprised.

After all, most people would choose to hide this kind of thing. This is the same as not exposing wealth. If good things are not hidden, it will only cause trouble.

But Lin Yang didn't think so. Instead, he said directly: No, you guessed wrong.

The old man's eyes were slightly tight.

That’s six drops! I don’t know which elder said in a trembling voice.

Even though it was only six drops, it was still enough to defy the heavens! It was so terrifying! Xue Changfeng murmured.

Then the next second, Lin Yang shook his head again.

Wrong too!

This statement almost broke everyone's heart.

Not even six drops...not even seven drops. Could it be...do you have eight drops of spiritual blood? The master of Wangyou Island screamed in surprise.

At this moment, even the owner of Wangyou Island, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, was completely out of control.

Eight drops of spiritual blood...

I am afraid that no one in China has such an opportunity!

No wonder he is so defiant, no wonder he is so terrifying... Eight drops of spiritual blood... It is not unfair to lose to such a person, not unfair, hahahaha... Xuezhangfeng laughed, as if he had suffered an extremely violent

The stimulation makes people a little crazy.

The expressions of the people around me are also very wonderful.

The old man Si Guo sighed slightly and said calmly: Eight drops of falling spirit blood... If he fully activates the power of falling spirit blood, even I may not be able to deal with it. Now you should understand why I don't talk to this person.

Has the young hero taken action? If I take action again, then I, Wangyou Island, will forge an everlasting hatred with this young hero. You should know better than me the consequences of offending an evil genius, right?

These words fell to the ground, and everyone on Wangyou Island looked ashen.

No one thought that this Lin Tianjiao was so terrifying and evil.

But at this moment, Lin Yang spoke again.

You are mistaken, it is not Badi!

A simple sentence instantly silenced the scene...

At this moment, even the old man who had thought about it was stunned.

Could it be... nine drops? The old man said in a difficult tone.

Every word is squeezed out from between the teeth...

Wrong. Lin Yang immediately drank.

Ten... ten drops?

Wrong too!

Eleven drops?

Still wrong!

Twelve drops? Thirteen drops? Fourteen drops???

The old man's breathing became tighter and his speech became more rapid. His whole person was a little confused at the moment.

wrong!

wrong!

wrong!

All wrong!

All wrong!

Everyone's souls were dancing wildly, and their scalps were about to burst.

These shouts seemed to tear their souls apart.

Lin Yang raised his hand expressionlessly, stared at everyone with solemn eyes, and then slowly took off his sleeves.

One look!

His wrists were densely covered with red dots.

The whole place was shocked.

The fallen spirit blood in my hand! There are seventeen drops in total!

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene seemed to have turned into puppets at this moment.

Seventeen drops!!

Silly!

Everyone is dumbfounded!

Everyone is also crazy!

Some people's legs weakened and they sat on the ground.

Some people were so shocked by the horrific news that they fainted on the spot.

Xue Youyou was a little unsteady on her feet and grabbed the boulder next to her with one hand to prevent herself from falling.

As for the owner of Wangyou Island, he was sitting there kneeling stupidly as if he had lost his soul.

Liang Xuanmei, on the other hand, was clutching her chest, trying her best to calm her heart that was about to jump out of her throat.

But she can't do it.

She felt that at this moment, her brain was dizzy and blood was flowing crazily all over her body.

Fake, this must be fake, I must be dreaming, it must be... Liang Xuanmei murmured, her forehead burning hot.

Seventeen drops of spiritual blood, I think the entire country of China probably doesn't have any. With these drops of spiritual blood, I can destroy your Wangyou Island over and over again, right? Lin Yang stepped forward and said expressionlessly.

Although the strength shown by the old man Siguo is particularly shocking, you must know that Lin Yang has not used all his strength, and the power of the falling spirit blood has not been used from the beginning to the end. If they really want to fight, Lin Yang may not be an opponent.

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When the owner of Wangyou Island heard this, he trembled.

Even the genius Xue Changfeng looked at Lin Yang with despair in his eyes at this moment.

As Lin Yang approached, all the people on Wangyou Island around him consciously moved out of the way, not daring to move forward at all.

Everyone looked at Lin Yang at this moment with eyes filled with respect and fear, as if they were looking at a god.

No one dares to attack Lin Yang anymore!

But at this moment, the old man Siguo over there took a few steps forward, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Yang.

I miss my seniors!

Everyone on Wangyou Island exclaimed.

Thinking about seniors, you...what are you doing? An elder asked tremblingly.

But the old man Si Guo paid no attention to the crowd, and instead called to Lin Yang: Young hero, please let us go on Wangyou Island. If young hero is willing to show your noble hand and leave me Wangyou Island a way to survive, I will do my best in the future on Wangyou Island.

Help the young knight. If the young knight has any errands, we will never refuse. In addition, I am willing to dedicate this drop of spiritual blood to the young knight!

After saying that, the old man raised his wrist high and surrendered to Lin Yang.

After saying these words, everyone on Wangyou Island was heartbroken.

I thought that the old man actually surrendered to Lin Yang's knees.

Wangyou Island...is hopeless...

very good!

Lin Yang nodded with satisfaction and said with a faint smile: Since you said so, I will let Wangyou Island go for once, but I hope that Wangyou Island can remember what you said today.

If the island still wants to be my enemy, then no one will be able to save you next time!

After saying that, Lin Yang stepped forward, raised his hand, and a silver needle was held in his palm, and the tip of the needle was delicately placed on the old man's wrist.

The fallen spirit's blood was stained on the silver needle, and then pierced into Lin Yang's wrist.

In an instant, Lin Yang had another dot on his wrist.

Eighteen drops of spiritual blood!


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