Yang Feng smiled slightly and glanced at the elven girl.
A hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the elven girl, with a scent of fragrance, she hugged Yang Feng, slightly revealing her white neck.
Yang Feng opened his mouth to reveal the fangs in disguise, and bit between the elven girl's neck, and injected the blood-like psychedelic|phantom| potion into her body.
The elven girl suddenly showed a blur of color in her beautiful eyes, her body was stained with a blush, and she fell into a state of desire|immortality| desire|death.
After absorbing part of the blood from the elf girl's body and storing it, Yang Feng put the elf girl down directly, she fell softly into Yang Feng's arms, panting for breath, her mind lost in confusion.
The girl from the human race and the dragon race saw this scene, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Becoming the blood food of the true blood clan does not necessarily lead to death, it depends on who the blood-sucking true blood clan is. If it were a brutal true blood race, those blood eaters would definitely be tortured to death.
Du Qiao asked curiously: "The great sixth true ancestor has issued a true ancestor order, ordering us to encircle and suppress the human warlocks on the plane of blue. Viscount Anderson, are you also here to participate in the encirclement and suppression of that human warlock?"
Yang Feng smiled and said: "The great seventh true ancestor indeed issued a true ancestor order! However, I know that each of the human warlocks who came from the place of Cang is much stronger than me. Even if I find it. They, I am not their opponent. I don't want to meet them at all."
A scorching color flashed in Du Qiao's eyes and slowly said: "Yes, a great power of the sea and an cosmopolitan warlock, those two human warlocks are said to have severely injured the Grand Duke of Antimo! Such a strong one, we will go over. , It's just to die in vain. However, the true ancestor's order cannot be violated. It is said that the sixth true ancestor really likes the pair of sisters, whoever can capture them alive, the sixth true ancestor will give him a drop of the prince's true blood!"
Yang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and exclaimed, "A drop of real blood from the prince, what a big handwriting!"
Among the blood races, the true blood blood princes are the terrifying existence of the warlock king ranks in the human race. Each blood prince only has nine drops of true blood in his body, as well as a large amount of ordinary blood.
As long as the ordinary blood has sufficient blood energy, the blood prince can be generated almost infinitely, but the nine drops of true blood, only nine drops, there can be no more, each drop of true blood contains one-ninth of the blood prince's power. Once a drop of true blood is taken away, under normal circumstances, it will take thousands of years for the blood prince to condense the second drop.
That drop of blood prince's true blood is enough to make a bloody viscount like Du Qiao evolve into a bloody earl, possessing a terrifying strength comparable to that of a sun warlock, and also has the potential to advance to become a bloody marquis.
That true blood is the source of the power of the blood princes, and they will never give their true blood to others. Even the true ancestor of the blood race didn't have many drops of the blood of the blood prince.
"The true blood of the prince is naturally excellent. It is a pity that the two human warlocks are too strong. We have no chance at all. I think all the true blood of a viscount is also a rare tonic for me. , Can take my strength to the next level."
Du Qiao smiled coldly, recited the spell silently, and pointed at the dragon human race and human race girl.
Countless blood-colored curses appeared on the dragon human and human girls. Their eyes lost their look, and they let out a terrible scream, their bodies burst instantly, and countless blood condensed to form a blood-colored curse. Yang Feng went crazy.
The blood of the elven girl in Yang Feng's teeth also kept trembling, turning into countless insect-like curses, trying to break through the vessels that sealed them.
A series of curse imprints permeated Yang Feng's body, like a chain around him to death, sealing his power, his face changed suddenly, and he cried out: "The soul is locked and the blood is poisoned. Use this most vicious spell developed by human warlocks to deal with your own compatriots! You beast! What a pig and dog! How many of our compatriots have you killed with this vicious spell?"
Du Qiao suddenly showed a crazy grin, staring at Yang Feng as if staring at a cup of tonic, grinning wildly: "My fellow? Anderson, you are really stupid! In this world, only yourself is the most important thing. Yes! The rest are the stepping stones for our progress. I was able to go from an ordinary vampire to a blood viscount in just three hundred years, which is to swallow the blood of countless other people. Only by swallowing the blood of my compatriots It is the fastest way for our blood race to evolve. This is the original sin of our race!!"
Human warlocks need to continuously practice various secret methods, use various potions to strengthen themselves and countless resources to be able to continue to evolve. Even if Yang Feng possesses the resources of the entire Ghost State, he still needs to work hard to continue to evolve. The blood race is different, as long as the lower blood race can swallow the true blood of the upper blood race, it can evolve rapidly. This also led to the same intrigue and killing among the blood races on the plane of blood of the gods.
Of course, among the blood races, the upper blood races of the same blood family have absolute control over the lower blood races. Du Qiao is the viscount of the blood family of the sixth true ancestor bloodline, so the blood family earl of the sixth true ancestor blood line has absolute control over him. An order of the sixth true ancestor bloodline, he must obey .
Only by being promoted to the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan can the absolute dominance be greatly weakened. Although the blood princes of the same blood line can give orders to the blood princes of the same blood line, the blood princes may not completely obey the orders.
Yang Feng suddenly showed a weird smile: "It makes sense! Thank you, I am also about to capture a Viscount-level True Blood Clan and absorb his true blood! It's you!"
The void was distorted for a while, and five Void Assassin II main battle robots suddenly appeared from the void, slashing at Du Qiao's body with a swipe of a knife.
An afterimage flashed past, and Du Qiao's body was torn apart. A huge and incomparable blood spewed out suddenly, and his fragmented body turned into countless bats flying in all directions.
Ten Frozen Manipulator Type III suddenly flew out, and countless white frozen air blasted out of their freezing units and swept in all directions.
Under the white freezing air, countless bats turned into ice cubes, which were directly frozen by the freezing air.
An incomparably powerful blood could erupt from the bats, shaking the ice block one by one.
The six Sealer Type II suddenly flew out, shooting out countless sealed lights on the bats, suppressing the bats one by one.
In just a dozen breaths, the bloody Viscount Du Qiao, who was infinitely close to the Solar Warlock, was directly suppressed and sealed by the main battle robots.
Afterimages flashed by, those void assassins quietly hunted down the powerful pure-bloods in the entire castle.
In less than a day, the entire city of Oren was silently changed to a new owner.
In a secret room in the deepest part of the castle, a top folding door was installed.
A ray of light shone, and Yang Feng's deity walked out of that top folding door.
The flesh and blood puppet incarnation of Yang Feng quickly handed Du Qiao's sealed bat to the deity.
Yang Feng glanced at Du Qiao, and said with some regret: "Viscount-level true-blood blood, unfortunately, if it's a grandduke-level or above, that's fine!"
Once a complete Viscount-level true blood blood clan draws his blood, it can completely create a bloodline sorcerer family of one month's warlock rank. His blood is definitely a sky-high price for ordinary warlocks. But for Yang Feng, Du Qiao's bloodline at the Viscount level had little effect on improving his own strength.
With a flick of Yang Feng's finger, a True God Emperor's seal suddenly flew out, floating in the void.
The chain formed by the condensation of countless curse seals flew out of the seal of the true god emperor, and pierced into the bat that Du Qiao had transformed.
The bats that Du Qiao transformed into wriggled, struggling, and finally collapsed one by one, turning into a little bloody mist and flying out of the seal, condensing into five drops of bloody monster blood that exudes blood.
Yang Feng released another flesh and blood puppet refined by using many resources, and swallowed the five drops of bloody and precious real blood.
That flesh and blood puppet changed rapidly, twisted, and finally became a Viscount-level true-blooded blood that was exactly the same as Du Qiao.
The corner of Yang Feng's own mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile: "Very well, from today onwards, I am Viscount Du Qiao, the lord of Oren City!"
Yang Feng's deity smiled at Regina, who was standing behind his avatar, and said, "Regina, follow me!"
Regina shrank slightly towards the back of Yang Feng's avatar, and looked at Yang Feng's avatar with pleading eyes.
Yang Feng’s avatar smiled slightly, his body shook slightly, and he transformed into Yang Feng’s original face: "I am him, and he is also me. To be correct, he is the real me. And I am just an avatar of him. My true face is like this! Regina, following him is equivalent to following me!"
Regina glanced at the two Yang Fengs, and walked over towards Yang Feng's deity: "I see!"
The avatar of Yang Feng Zhao Fan also left here with Yang Feng's deity and Regina. Only one viscount-level real blood avatar that looks exactly like Du Qiao and exudes the soul of Du Qiao is left.
Yang Feng sensed his new incarnation, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile: "The conversion rate is still too low. This body is only half the combat power of Du Qiao's deity, only slightly stronger than the warlock in the early days of Yuehua. , The soul strength is pitifully weak, only slightly stronger than the half-step Yuehua Warlock. However, Du Qiao has always liked to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. His strength is only in the early stage of Yuehua, and this strength is enough."