When Brut saw this bloody figure coming, he felt something was wrong. After hearing Vincent Agnelli's name, his face changed drastically, revealing a look of horror.
"This, this is the ancestor of the blood clan? The blood ancestor?!"
The scene instantly shook. Even if these people were not from the martial arts world, they had heard of the name of the ancestor of vampires.
It can be said that all vampire families have the same ancestor. However, after countless years of inheritance, these vampire families have divided into many families, some are strong and some are weak, and the relationships between them are complicated.
Many people have heard about the ancestor of the Vampire Clan, and even the Agnelli family enshrines a statue of this ancestor.
However, no one has ever seen the ancestor of vampires with their own eyes, and no one dares to have such extravagant hopes, because it is completely impossible.
The person who can create such a powerful race as the Blood Tribe, what a terrifying existence that is, is simply beyond their imagination, it is definitely like a myth.
But now, the ancestor of vampires has arrived, which really shocked these people.
This feeling is as shocking as if the Chinese people suddenly saw the arrival of a divine dragon.
"Greetings to the Vampire Lord!"
The rest of the Agnelli family also knelt down and looked at the tall figure with excitement and enthusiasm. Endless hope suddenly arose in their originally despairing hearts.
After the Blood Ancestor arrived, he first glanced at Vincent Agnelli, who had been beaten back to his original form and only had the strength of a baron, and then his eyes fell on Chen Feng.
His eyes were full of majesty, cold and ruthless, but when he saw Chen Feng, there was a strong murderous intention.
"Chinese people? Did you kill my descendants?"
"It's been so many years, no one dares to challenge the majesty of my blood ancestor. You should kill them after they return to their ancestors. Do you know that they borrowed my power when they returned to their ancestors!"
"Now, I give you two choices, one is to surrender to me, become my blood descendant, and atone for your actions, or, I will kill you, imprison your soul, and never be freed!"
The Blood Ancestor's voice, carrying supreme majesty, reached everyone's ears.
Everyone looked at the Blood Ancestor in disbelief and then at Chen Feng with mixed emotions.
"Why, how did you alert this old monster?"
Su Wanqing's face turned pale. She also knew very clearly about the blood clan and what kind of existence the blood ancestor was.
However, she always thought that the Blood Ancestor only existed in legends, and even if he really existed, he would have been dead long ago. However, she did not expect that he was not dead, and he came at this time to punish Chen Feng.
Facing this terrifying figure who existed in legends and had at least thousands of years of history, Su Wanqing really couldn't have confidence in Chen Feng.
"Now, we're afraid we'll all fall into trouble here."
Su Wanqing lost all hope.
Faced with an existence like the Blood Ancestor, Tai Shi couldn't give up any hope.
Brut also showed a look of horror. As a local, he knew the horror of the Blood Ancestor better than Su Wanqing, and he never expected that the Blood Ancestor would appear.
At this moment, except for people like Su Wanqing, almost everyone else knelt down. On the one hand, they worshiped the strong man, and on the other hand, they could not withstand the pressure of the Blood Ancestor.
It was with the help of Brut and Cui Zhen'er's water spirit beads that Su Wanqing and the others were able to withstand the pressure of the Blood Ancestor and did not kneel down.
"I see."
Chen Feng looked at the Blood Ancestor carefully and soon understood what was going on.
"The ancestral formation must have been left behind on purpose by you, right? You use this formation to let them become stronger with your power, but after that, part of their power will be swallowed up by you. In this case, you can't do anything.
If you don't do it, you can continue to become stronger. To a certain extent, you can even use the bodies of these people to descend."
"You can actually see through my ancestral formation?"
The Blood Ancestor showed a look of surprise. The real details of this formation were not known to others at all. Even these Blood Clan did not know the methods that the Blood Ancestor had left behind.
Even if they knew, they wouldn't think there was anything wrong. They relied on the power of the ancestors, and after they were done, they would give back more to the ancestors. This was a matter of course in their eyes.
Even if the Blood Ancestor wanted to take control of their bodies, he would accept it without any resistance.
"It's just a very crude bloodline formation. Is it difficult to understand?"
Chen Feng laughed and said, not taking the blood ancestor in front of him seriously at all.
Others feared him, partly because of his reputation, and partly because the pressure of the Blood Ancestor was really strong.
Because, the blood ancestor's current state is that of a soul clone!
To be precise, it's not even a clone of the soul, it's just an incomplete clone made up of countless soul marks.
Being able to have a soul clone means that the blood ancestor has at least reached the divine realm, and may even be stronger.
However, being able to reach the divine realm is already considered very powerful.
Once the Yuanshen is cultivated, the Yuanshen can become immortal and even divide into countless forms.
In addition, spiritual power will also transform into spiritual consciousness, a complete qualitative improvement.
Chen Feng's biggest reliance now is his own spiritual consciousness, because his current cultivation level is still somewhat behind him.
Many times, when encountering a more difficult enemy, he would directly use his spiritual consciousness to penetrate the opponent's soul and beat the opponent to pieces.
It was only now that Chen Feng encountered an opponent with a soul for the first time.
At the level of Blood Ancestor, even in the world of cultivation, he is definitely considered a master. However, Chen Feng can't figure out where he is now. It is said that with the cultivation resources of the earth, it is definitely very difficult to cultivate to the divine way.
Difficult things may not be possible even if it takes thousands of years.
Because in addition to the resources for practice, you also need some inheritance of skills. Otherwise, it is useless to have resources and not know how to practice.
Many thoughts went through Chen Feng's mind, and he quickly came back to his senses. He chuckled and said: "You are just a soul clone, and it is not a complete soul clone, so you want me to be your blood descendant? It's really ridiculous.
, even if your complete soul comes in person, you can't even think of doing anything to me."
There is also a huge difference between the Yuanshen who have just entered the divine realm and the powerful ones who have penetrated the void and even reached the level of transcending tribulations.
Just like the difference between a millionaire and a billionaire, to ordinary people, they are both considered rich, but the gap between the two is very huge.
Chen Feng's soul was still in a incomplete state, and his consciousness was slowly recovering, but qualitatively, he was able to kill this blood ancestor instantly.
The blood ancestor's soul clone in front of him can be compared to a hundred pounds of cotton, while Chen Feng's current soul and consciousness are only one pound, but they are one pound of steel!
Hearing this, the Blood Ancestor's eyes revealed a cold expression, faintly revealing murderous intent.
"You actually know that I am a clone of the incomplete soul? Are you a Chinese ascetic?"
The Blood Ancestor did not expect that Chen Feng actually knew about the soul clone. He was able to condense this clone because when the vampires returned to their ancestors, they touched the energy in their blood and borrowed the power of his ancestor.
Weak spiritual power.
After Chen Feng killed them all, these spiritual powers awakened, and then quickly merged to form his current soul clone.
Yuan Shen can only be possessed by those who are strong in the Divine Dao realm. Even in the Dan Dao realm, only a handful of people know about it. This young Chinese boy in front of him actually revealed his situation in one word and didn't seem to care about his own at all.
strength.
Only those from ancient Chinese monastic sects would know this information.
"Chinese ascetics? You can think so too."
Chen Feng nodded.
The concepts of monks and warriors are completely different. Warriors remain at the ordinary level until death, while monks appear to be much more transcendent and have broken away from the mortal level.
The goal of many warriors is just to reach the Heavenly Realm. At most, the Alchemy Realm is their ultimate goal.
For Taoists, the Alchemy Realm is just the starting point. The Divine Realm is a higher realm that they pursue.
When the Blood Ancestor heard this, his eyes became more serious.
He is indeed very powerful, but among the ancient Chinese monks, there are also many old monsters who are not inferior to him, or even more powerful than him.
If Chen Feng had such a background, it would be difficult to deal with him.
"but."
Chen Feng suddenly said again: "It is rare to encounter an opponent with a soul. Although it is only a clone of the soul, if I devour your soul clone, it will restore my strength a lot."
"What?"
The Blood Ancestor was horrified when he heard this. The hidden meaning of Chen Feng's words was a bit scary. He actually wanted to devour his soul clone?
"You are not a Taoist, but a demon cultivator?"
The Blood Ancestor said coldly.
He had also heard of the methods of devouring the soul, which were only done by those who practiced the demonic way, and what Chen Feng just mentioned were clearly the methods of demonic cultivators.
"Hmph, no matter what your background is, you want to devour my soul clone. It's just a wishful thinking!"
The Blood Ancestor's voice sounded, and a bloody light came towards Chen Feng Xijuan, who passed by Vincent Agnelli to take him away.
"Want to leave? Have you asked about my magic sword?"
Chen Feng slowly raised his head, with a sneer on his lips.
Whoosh!
The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was dazzling, drowning the Blood Ancestor in an instant. This soul clone originally had very strong strength, at least it was more than enough to deal with the strong men at the Alchemy Realm level. After all, at the level of power, it has essential
Different.
However, at this time, he was easily obliterated by Chen Feng!
call!
The breeze blew by, and all the dust settled. On the ground, Vincent Agnelli had already fainted from fear.
All around, there were countless awed looks, all falling on Chen Feng.