At this moment, the atmosphere became a little stalemate.
Emperor Anmang's heart was about to move.
An Lin looked indifferent, silently recovering the strength in his body, and glanced at the coffin behind Emperor Anmang from time to time. The coffin should have the function of isolating the outside world, but his spiritual sense could not penetrate the coffin.
However, he felt that Ke Kesti and others were in the coffin, although he didn't know if they were dead or alive.
I hope he didn't die, otherwise he wouldn't dare to say that he would do anything excessive to the great emperors of the blood race.
Another minute passed.
An Lin couldn't help it anymore, and said with a light smile, "Why, the majestic blood emperor, even a drop of my blood, is afraid of his hands and feet?"
"Huh!" Emperor Anmang snorted coldly, grabbed it with one hand, and a wave of space suction came.
An Lin didn't move, the blood from his fingertips had already flowed towards Emperor Anmang.
"If I can't even bear a drop of your blood, then how can I stand proudly on the top of the blood race? I want to see what is in your blood!" Mouth, swallowing An Lin's blood into his stomach in one gulp.
He has his own arrogance. As the most powerful holy son in history recognized by the blood ancestor, he is confident that his blood is the most precious and purest blood in the world.
The rest of the blood, no matter what's in it, must kneel under his blood and sing conquest!
The blood race is the most sensitive race to blood. The moment it is swallowed into the stomach, it can perceive the quality and essence of the blood, and fully display everything in the blood.
Emperor Anmang is no exception.
The moment he swallowed An Lin's blood, he had already understood An Lin's blood.
Then, he trembled all over.
"Oh my god... what kind of blood is this?!"
Emperor Anmang's eyes burst into light, and his fair and thin face flushed.
"Impossible, how can there be such pure blood in this world? It's so perfect, I feel... I feel that the blood in my body has also been purified and sublimated!" Emperor Anmang grabbed his face with his hands, his eyes blurred sometimes, Sometimes clear.
An Lin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seems that his blood is still as powerful as ever for the blood race, it is simply a nuclear weapon!
"You... how do you have such perfect blood?" Emperor Anmang kept swallowing, looking at An Lin with fiery eyes.
"Me? I was born!" An Lin spread his hands and said with a smile.
"No, it's impossible." Emperor Anman kept shaking his head, "This is definitely not the blood that a living being can have, you are not human!"
The corner of An Lin's mouth twitched: "Why are you still scolding people?"
Dissatisfied, he took out another drop of blood from his chest and said with a smile, "Do you still want to lick my blood?"
The Great Emperor Anman trembled all over his body, breathing rapidly as he looked at the blood on An Lin's fingertips, as if a wild dog that had been hungry for a few days saw a piece of fat meat...
"I...my blood is the most noble blood in the world, how could I give in because of your blood? Don't...don't be kidding.
"Just say you want to lick it?"
"Think... think..."
Emperor Anmang's eyes were red, his face was struggling, but he spoke honestly.
An Lin pointed to himself and said, "You establish a slave contract with me, and I can consider giving you a few sips of blood when I'm happy."
"Slave contract?" Emperor Anmang's eyes widened, and his anger was about to burst out, "You want me to be your servant?"
An Lin nodded: "That's right."
"Hahaha..." Emperor Anmang laughed like crazy, "You want me to be your servant? You lunatic!!"
"I, Dark Mang, dominates a domain, and my strength is strong enough to shock the entire Taichu Continent. Even if I die suddenly on the spot, endure ten thousand tortures, and die tens of millions of times, I will not give in. I will be your servant and dream Bar!!"
Emperor Anmang roared loudly, as if he had lost his mind.
His eyes were constantly looking at the blood on An Lin's fingertips with extreme longing.
But his soul is fiercely resisting, resisting.
His pride won't allow him to do that! !
Seeing Emperor Anman's struggle and pain, An Lin couldn't bear it, and cut his body again...
Blood flowed, and then gathered in front of him.
"If you agree to be my servant, this blood gift bag will be yours." An Lin smiled faintly, his expression extremely heroic.
Boom!
At that moment, Emperor Anman seemed to have suffered tens of thousands of blows, and he was dumbfounded, just staring at the big ball of blood in front of An Lin.
Such a big blood, such a big gift bag!
He was breathing heavily and swallowing saliva.
What kind of experience would it be to drink so much blood in one go
It will be so cool, right? ! !
"I want it! Give it to me!" Emperor Anman couldn't bear it anymore, his body's desire finally broke through his reason, and he rushed towards An Lin directly.
An Lin spread the wind wings behind him, fled away with a cloud of blood, and shouted: "Hey! This blood can only be given to you after you become my servant!"
"Servant? Good! I will be your servant!" Emperor Anmang said excitedly.
How about being a servant with such perfect blood? There are days when such perfect blood is drunk every day, this is the life that a high-level blood race should have!
Emperor Anman agreed without hesitation, and looked at An Lin with a fiery face.
An Lin immediately pinched the spell and released the essence and blood: "Hurry up and accept it."
When Emperor Anmang saw the flying essence and blood, he had to accept it wholeheartedly. Suddenly, he stopped suddenly, and his blurred eyes gradually became clear: "No... I am the future of the blood clan, the holy son appointed by the blood ancestor, and I must never be someone else's slave. Can't betray! Can't betray!!"
The Great Emperor Anmang let out a loud roar, blood shot from his mouth, and he actually bit off his own tongue with his teeth!
The pain brought back some clarity to his consciousness, and in the confrontation between body and reason, reason gradually gained the upper hand.
An Lin has some admiration for the Great Emperor Anmang. There is no blood clan who can resist the temptation of his blood after tasting his blood.
Emperor Anmang was the first.
Perhaps, this is his pride as the first holy son of the blood ancestor
An Lin thought for a while, then cut his own arm again: "Servant gift package, double discount, only this one time, what are you waiting for?"
Emperor Anmang seemed to have suffered a critical blow, the flying blood and the faint smell of blood made his eyes slack again.
"Ah... you devil!!"
"You are a devil!"
The Great Emperor Anmang has never been in such a state of affairs like now, he roared loudly.
Then, a scene that shocked Anlin appeared.
Emperor Anmang turned around and ran, still using the blood-burning acceleration secret method, and ran recklessly!
Yes, the best way to avoid the temptation of Anlin's blood is not to look at it, not to smell it, seeing it is not a blind eye! !
An Lin looked at the back of Emperor Anmang who quickly disappeared, and stood there in a daze, but he didn't come back to his senses for a moment: "Just escaped like this?"
He had thought that Emperor Anmang would fight to the death, and that Emperor Anmang would succumb, but he never expected that Emperor Anmang would choose to run away...
Using blood to force back an extremely powerful superpower in the Dao Realm, it is quite a sense of accomplishment to think about it!
Then, An Lin looked at the three coffins still floating in the void, and fell into silence again.
Hmm... Emperor Anmang was so frightened that he ran away without even taking the coffin
Is my blood so scary
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(end of this chapter)