Three pairs of scarlet bat wings with a wingspan of more than fifteen meters spread out, and the rich bloody aura mixed with the evil aura that reached the sky rolled and spread to the surroundings. Yin Xuege and the Marquises of the Yin tribe around him felt their eyes go dark.
They seemed to be soaked in thick plasma, and a thick, fishy smell was forced in from their seven orifices, causing them immense pain.
Sandor and Feniss are even more unbearable. After all, Yin Xuege and the others are blood monsters, and they have strong natural resistance to all kinds of bloody evil forces. Although Sandel and Feniss have some tyrannical bloodlines,
, have mastered the power of wonderful natural elements, but their reaction to the evil bloody power is more intense, and this evil demon power has stronger lethality against them.
Their bodies swayed a few times before falling to the ground.
The evil bloody power has invaded the two people's bodies. The blood in their bodies is rapidly decaying and corrupting, just like the plasma that has been left in damp and dirty sewers for decades. All kinds of molds and bacteria are growing crazily. Life
The breath is rapidly dissipating from the bodies of the two of them. In a quarter of an hour at most, the two of them will die due to complete exhaustion of life force!
"The curse of aging!" A Marquis of the Yin tribe yelled: "Which family do you belong to? Do you want to start a war with the Yin tribe?"
"Family war?" The old man in the middle of the three blood demons who suddenly appeared screamed: "We don't care anymore! Family war? Ha, there can't be a family war! The despicable Yin people, we should have called them together back then.
The Thirteen Saint Clans will completely wipe you out!"
The old man's mouth suddenly opened more than a foot wide, with two rows of large teeth that shone faintly and were as sharp as knives. His four canine teeth slowly grew out with a strange "squeaking" sound, and finally grew to three inches long.
The fangs protruded from his lips.
The bright red blood flashed on the long canine teeth. The old man stretched out his withered black fingers and pointed fiercely at Yin Xuege: "Hand over this damn little bastard and let us take him away. No problem."
All solved! I think you are not willing to go to war with three powerful dukes, right? Besides, we are all thousand-year dukes!"
The faces of Yin Xuege and the eight Yin Marquises suddenly changed drastically. They looked at these three old men with aging faces and were speechless for a long time.
The Duke of the Blood Demon Clan, before the Age of Ending Law, was a small Duke, but he was not a powerful figure. In that era when there were so many powerful men, the Duke of the Blood Demon Clan was just a small lord.
But in the Age of Ending Dharma, when all the sacred immortals and Buddhas in the sky were completely extinct, the Duke was the most powerful man in the world.
The so-called Millennium Duke has a special connotation within the blood demon clan.
The three old guys in front of me are not the Dukes who were promoted in the Age of Ending Law. They are old monsters who have survived from that era when strong men were flying all over the sky! Not to mention how much power they have accumulated through thousands of years of experience, just their knowledge,
Their experience, their combat experience and the various weird blood demon secrets they have mastered have all turned them into terrifying nightmares.
All blood demon families agree on one thing - a true Millennium Duke can easily destroy more than five new Dukes!
The three thousand-year-old dukes in front of them join forces and cooperate with the barriers they have set up. They can even easily eliminate twenty ordinary duke-level strongmen who were promoted in the end of the law!
"You are not sleeping in your own lair, why are you here?" A Marquis of the Yin tribe struggled to resist the terrifying evil power emanating from these three old monsters, and took a step forward: "Even if you are the Millennium Duke,
, can you withstand the anger of the Yin people? You should know the power that our Yin people have!"
"The power of the Yin people!" A look of fear appeared on the faces of the three old guys. They roared angrily, and then the old man showing his fangs slowly walked down the hillside. He shook his head step by step.
Swinging closer to Yin Xuege, he gritted his teeth and said, "We can't care so much, and we don't mean to offend the Yin people!"
"Leave this little bastard to us, and all the problems can be properly solved!" The old man approached step by step, and the bat wings behind him flapped vigorously, rolling up waves of fishy hurricanes, which were blown away.
The marquis beside Yin Xuege were unsteady on their feet and staggered backwards!
These marquises are also new marquises whose strength has been improved in the past hundred years. Their strength is hugely different from that of the duke, let alone confronting this thousand-year-old duke. Faced with the tyrannical power released by this old man
, they were even deprived of the strength to attack.
The invisible restraint firmly suppressed Yin Xuege's body, preventing him from moving at all. He watched helplessly as the old man walked up to him step by step, grabbed his chin with his black claws, and pulled him left and right.
He moved his face to examine it carefully.
Yin Xuege felt that the old man was looking at him as if he was looking at a stray dog. His eyes were full of contempt, ridicule and an inexplicable sense of superiority. Yin Xuege did see the boundless malice in the old man's eyes, and even
In his eyes, Yin Xuege is worse than a dog!
"Look, a handsome little white face!" The old man chuckled: "He is still young now, but when he grows up, he will definitely be just like his damn bitch mother, a scourge!
Let me think about it, how should I destroy this disgusting pretty face?"
Opening his mouth, he kept spitting out the biting cold air and the unpleasant stench of blood. The old man put his mouth close to Yin Xuege's ear, and smiled ferociously in a low voice: "Little guy, tell me, I'll take off your face.
Okay? Then I can consider giving you an uglier face! Don’t worry, I will make your face look perfect, as if you were born so ugly!"
Five fingers grasped Yin Xuege's chin and throat tightly, and Yin Xuege was pinched until his throat made a gurgling sound. He felt suffocated, his face turned red, and the terrifying evil power emanating from the old man suppressed Yin Xuege.
The blood song made him breathless. Yin Xuege's body was twitching and beating, like a fish caught out of the water.
As if he saw the anger and confusion in Yin Xuege's eyes, the old man laughed bitterly and proudly.
"It's strange why we three old guys would come to trouble you, isn't it?"
When he asked this question, the old man loosened his fingers slightly, and the evil spirit on his body also subsided slightly.
Yin Xuege felt his neck loosen. He gasped for air, and then coughed violently. He stared at the old man with wide eyes and angrily, and asked word by word: "How did you find it?"
mine?"
Several marquises of the Yin tribe who were struggling in the bloody hurricane were shocked at the same time. They also came to their senses - they led the troops to execute the 'Jingzhe' plan, which was a secret plan formulated by the top leaders of the Yin tribe. These three old men did not go to the Yin tribe.
The manor was looking for Yin Xuege, why did they find it here directly? How did they know that Yin Xuege was in this army, and how did they find Yin Xuege's location so accurately!
"Ah, what a smart little guy! In this situation, your thinking is so clear!" The old man widened his eyes in shock, and then looked back at his two companions: "What a monster with evil spirits."
This talented little guy, like his mother, makes people want to cut him to pieces with a thousand knives and torture his soul forever with the flames of hell!"
"Are you here to trouble me because of my mother?" The more dangerous the situation, the clearer Yin Xuege's mind became.
Perhaps this is also helped by Farnburg's twenty drops of blood essence. These blood essences not only help Yin Xuege greatly improve his life source, but also contain Farnburg's countless experiences and experiences.
Traces of it were inside. Yin Blood Song was fused with Farnburg’s essence and blood. In a sense, he also observed a large section of the highlights of Farnburg’s long life.
So these days, Yin Xuege has become more and more sharp and sharp whether he is thinking about various problems or analyzing various situations!
"Is it because of my mother?" Yin Xuege looked coldly at the old man who caught him: "So, you are from the Bryanburg family? What happened? My mother did something bad to your family?
No, no, it’s not just that!”
The other two old men also walked slowly to Yin Xuege. They looked at Yin Xuege bitterly, and then sighed heavily.
"A Sun Walker, a legendary existence! In our long lives, we have never seen a Sun Walker with our own eyes!"
"But you are that woman's son! Because of your existence, our family has been humiliated among the Thirteen Saint Clan! And now, your mother has done something unforgivable! You and your mother, both
Should be burned alive!"
Yin Xuege sneered repeatedly. He raised his head and gently touched the hilt of the Blood Spirit Sword with his fingers.
"What did my mother do? That made you three thousand-year-old dukes come all the way to trouble me? If she did something wrong, with your strength, you can deal with her as you like! But you didn't do anything to her
What, she is here to cause trouble for me? Could it be that the power she has now is beyond your control?"
"You!" The old man who grabbed Yin Xuege's neck suddenly turned cold. He screamed sharply: "Yes, you are right! That crazy mother of yours, she, she, she actually did it! Damn it, she
She has committed a crime that our entire Bryanburg family cannot forgive! She must be punished! However, you are her only weakness, at least we think you are her only weakness!"