There is a general concept in Yuanhuangda 6 that the higher the level is normal, the higher the bloodline is called abnormal.
The bloodline of the above-grade monster beast is the standard measure of strength. Assuming that Yin Qi is 1, boiling blood is 5, Kaiyang is 25, shaking light is 125, and the bloodline of the lord is 2, 1o, 5o, 25o, and the bloodline of the demon king is 3. , 15, 75, 375, the bloodline of the Demon King is 4, 2o, 1oo, 5oo. As for the miscellaneous blood vessels, subtract one layer from the blood vessels. For example, the demon king of mixed blood is equivalent to the demon king.
Of course, this is only a reference number, not an absolute number. The level of blood awakening, one's own talent and hard work are also crucial. For example, Ji Hanyan's personal strength is basically equivalent to the existence of the blood of the Demon King.
Nevertheless, many useful conclusions can be drawn as reference numbers.
For example, the most important one: the existence of the Demon Emperor's bloodline, compared to the high-grade bloodline, is basically an increase of a complete level of strength.
This is the most important understanding.
This time, there were not many people from various families.
For the families, Longsang is not their home court, there is no point in having too many people, so the soldiers are expensive and not expensive.
There is only one strongman who is really sent.
But this one person is enough to deal with everyone present!
At this moment when Zhang Tingyue called out the Shaking Light Realm of the Demon Emperor's blood, everyone's hearts were shocked at that moment and stopped shaking at the same time.
A black and white man walked out of the forest.
Bai Piao Piao, but his face is only middle-aged, the ordinary face is not amazing, only a pair of eyes, with a peculiar light, makes people feel dazzled at first glance.
"Uncle Eleven!" Zhu Xianyao already shouted to the man, but did not show courtesy.
All families respect women, even if facing these eleven uncles, Zhu Xianyao does not need to bow her head.
"Uncle Eleven after hard work, kill them all, you guys, take care of your surroundings, don't let one go!" The latter words were addressed to the four black warriors. The four samurai retreated at the same time, each defending one side. Although they are only in the blood-boiled realm, they have used the blood of the Demon Emperor from the various schools.
Zhang Tingyue's face changed: "I have something to say! We are willing to swear to keep the secret."
Zhu Xianyao didn't raise her brows: "The dead can keep the secret the best, do it!"
The eleventh uncle has flashed out. A flash came to one of the guards, and with a grasp of his hand, the guard's head was shattered and died. Then flashed again, and came to another guard. The guard raised his arms in horror, but compared to the other, his movements were as slow as a snail crawling. He watched with his own eyes that Uncle Eleven's hand pierced into his chest, like cutting a piece of tofu, and when he came out, there was an extra thing in his hand.
That is... my... heart...
he thinks.
Then I felt the pain.
The boundless darkness shrouded in.
Crushing the heart easily, Uncle Eleven has already killed the next person.
Without the boundless aura of the previous boundless finger, what was replaced by a ghostly degree and extremely cruel shots.
Just when his hand was about to smash the head of the third guard, Zhang Tingyue shot again.
Palm movement.
Floating green shadows under the moon, dancing in the sky with thorns.
Green wood palm, wrapped Jing hands.
Zhang family bloodline is the Lingyuan tree monster.
The northwest is rich in origin, famous and rich in source medicine. During the period of the Glory God Emperor Chengdi, a tree monster appeared in the Yuan, controlling Ling Yuan and preventing people from entering. No one entered the abyss for the next eighty years.
Sometimes Yuanyecheng advocates becoming a man, recruiting talents, and recruiting warriors. It gathers thirty-six Kaiyang masters, three hundred Yuanshi, three thousand soldiers, fighting against Lingyuan, fighting hard for three days, going up to the woods and rolling stones, and finally breaking the tree. Demon.
Zhang Chenghan has the blood of the tree demon.
The dryad is good at restraining, Zhang Tingyue's hand at this moment, the cyan source gasified into an endless blue shadow, forming a thorn whip, whipped, coiled, and entangled, thousands of branches came in, trapping the eleven uncles in a tree cage. The most powerful method is the first shot.
Even so, Zhang Tingyue shouted: "Help me! I can't hold him for long!"
Zheng Bashan rushed forward with a roar.
Jump up.
The huge body rises up like a mountain, and the plump body emerges like pieces of golden scales, and there are more reversal barbeds, which are ferocious like a hedgehog, gleaming golden cold light under the moonlight.
Golden sword armor.
Sword Rhinoceros, armor produces sharp thorns, not only has strong defense, but also has anti-injury power.
The right hand fist is out again, and Tianya has no return fist.
Only this time, a huge one-horned brilliance appeared on the front of the boxer.
Golden Horn, Overlord Gun!
A fist is a gun, and a gun is a fist.
A punch to Uncle Eleven.
At the same time, Zhong Shisi raised his hand and released his sword.
His sword has been broken, but the broken sword also has a three-inch front. This sword pierced out, and the edge of the blade ejected an invisible sword light.
For him, the originality of the continuous sword is not important.
Because what he was practicing was not a sword, but a sword mang.
Breaking dawn split lightsaber.
The sword light came out, and the sword intent attacked people.
Not only that, but the left wrist was filled with blood.
The blood is condensed and turned into a blood clone, which is the bloodline secret of the blood river beast family. So as the blood was spreading, one after another of the fourteen blood clones appeared, and in a flash, six clones were formed. The same condensed sword light, together with the body, pierced the eleven uncles, connected with momentum, forming an endless sword sea.
Seven-star sea formation.
Being in a single formation is exactly the unique characteristic of the Blood River Beast family.
Following these three shots, Jiang Tao, Guan Sanniang, and Hong Ming also shot. They are a little weaker than these three in strength, but they are also good players from the family. The entire battlefield was instantly enlarged by the waves of people fighting against each other, and Zhu Xianyao and others who were watching had to retreat again and again.
Facing this astonishing power, Uncle Eleven just sneered.
"Do you really think you can trap me?"
Raised his hand and slashed.
Hearing a thorn pull, as if tearing the sky, the thorny tree shadow dancing in the sky has been torn out a big hole by him.
Uncle Eleven stepped out of the sky, and Zheng Bashan's Tianya Wuhuiquan came head-on.
It was shot with a single palm and pressed on the palm of Zheng Bashan, and Zheng Bashan flew up again, as soon as he really came, and went as fast as he could. During the flight, the golden armor of the whole body was fragmented and turned into large stars. dissipate.
The Eleventh Uncle had already walked out of the cage, with swords coming from all directions, bringing with him an astonishing murderous aura.
On defense, Zhong Shisi is not as good as Zheng Bashan, on offense, no one here is better than him.
Seven stars gather, sword qi must kill.
Zhong Shisi seemed to have seen a scene of an extremely strong man with the blood of the Demon Emperor drinking hatred under his sword.
He shivered, excited, and excited about it.
But the next moment, Uncle Eleven suddenly burst into a red tide and exploded.
Under this red tide, you can see a huge image of a blood fox rising slowly, setting off a red light like a twist.
Kill everything!
The sword light is shattered.
Zhong's fourteen spurted blood and flew out.
Then Guan Sanniang, Hong Ming, and Jiang Tao were knocked off one by one under the red wave.
"Red tide? Blood fox... It's the bloodline of the Demon Emperor of Cunning Heart. Are you from the Hengling families?" Zhang Tingyue had lost her voice and cried out, "What are you doing here in Longsang?"
"You talk too much." Uncle Eleven waved smoothly, the blood fox crowed long, the red tide rolled, like the blood-colored sea, rolling endlessly in all directions.