It is ironic that the undead blood clan of the ten major clans, the fourth generation queen of wisdom and beauty has now become the prey of the same clan, and it is ironic that Elena changed color on the ancient tower of the undead, and suddenly opened her eyes.

Something was going to happen, the Queen's breath was fading, Elena muttered worriedly.

Celine covered her mouth and couldn't believe that the queen of the undead blood clan who had lived for hundreds of years had fallen like this, and she expected that something terrible had happened.

Eterin shouted with a smile from the sealed forbidden land: "Haha, I finally feel the evil power in my bloodline surging, I am the queen, and then as long as I devour Elena's bloodline, this queen is the strongest, and at the same time, the surrounding terroir is leaking out of the evil aura."

Sartre, you see, I'm going to send you on your way. Irina looked at Sartre who was lying on the ground and said frantically, "What's the matter?" Don't you want to resist me anymore? Get up!

After speaking, Etteling quickly came to Sartre's side with murderous intent and angry thoughts, and the latter was still lying on the ground without any struggle, reaching out and quickly heading towards the other party's heart.

Bang" Etteling felt her attack bounce off with a hard object, and her white arm nearly went numb.

Ettling found that it was not right to quickly take a few steps back and look vigilantly in front of her, it could be seen that it was a red coffin, and a standing blood-colored jade coffin appeared in front of her for no reason, and she had some doubts in her heart.

Everyone was also taken aback when they saw this blood-colored jade coffin appear, what the hell is this! Our undead blood clan doesn't have such a coffin, will other clans appear.

"It's a pity that this beautiful skin, she is really a femme fatale at a young age, it's really terrible!" Pan Xiaojin came out of the blood-colored jade coffin with a strange voice of yin and yang, and then continued to laugh and said, Little slut, you have devoured your mother as food, it is really terrible.

Hearing the other party's cynicism, Eterin stared at the blood-colored jade coffin with cold eyes and said angrily, Who are you, dare to insult this queen with wild words, you are one of the nine major clans! Eatlyn thought that the thing in front of her could withstand her attack, and thought to herself that she didn't know the strength of the other party, so she should be cautious.

"Haha, it's funny, can't you tell I'm a man? Or are you psychopathic regardless of men and women, or are you big-chested and simple-minded, are you tainted by the evil bloodline! At this time, the standing blood-colored jade coffin slowly opened the coffin lid as the sound fell, Pan Xiaojin slowly walked out of it and stepped on the ground, and the blood-colored jade coffin behind him became smaller and returned to his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, patted the clothes on his body, and sorted out the all-white gentleman's suit.

All the young men around him who saw the red jade coffin in front of him become smaller and reappeared again were also very surprised how he did this! I couldn't guess who he was and what his origin was, especially the change in the blood-colored jade coffin was secretly surprising, and the faces of the three princes and servants here were extremely exciting.

And the fallen prince behind Irina also hated Pan Xiaojin, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

However, Pan Xiaojin ignored the other party, looked at the sky and the surroundings, it turned out that the undead blood clan lived in such a place, this is too bad, it is even more dirty than imagined, it seems that it is really degenerate, turned his head and saw the man lying on the ground not far away, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said: "Hey" The man who is lying on the ground and is known as King Sartre is dead or alive, you can squeak well, if you die, I will help you bury it by the way, and burn a few big beauties for you at this time of year.

Sartre opened his eyes at this time and said, "Ahem, I'm your uncle, kid, you don't have any politeness at all, Sartre said while struggling to support his body."

Pan Xiaojin shrugged his shoulders and looked around, made a leader's appearance, lowered his throat and said, "Introduce yourself first, my name is Pan Xiaojin, you can call me Dada, you can call me Wang Dada, and my mother! What does she seem to be called! I'm sorry, I'm sorry I forgot for a while." Pan Xiaojin thought about it very seriously.

Sartre saw Pan Xiaojin's thinking look, and almost fell to the ground, is this really a nephew? I even forgot my mother's name!

Her name is Elena, okay, little bitch, you can challenge me, you have to do something to my mother, I want you to die.

Pan Xiaojin made a strong appearance and exuded the strength of the prince after speaking, and an unusually powerful blood qi burst out, and the servants of the prince around felt this breath and did not stand firm on their feet.

Sartre's face twitched when he heard Junleng's face, and he smiled in his heart, where did he tease his nephew, the good atmosphere is so humorous, he is here to be funny. Immediately after he finally got up, he almost fell to the ground again. He spit out a piece of blood and shouted weakly, nephew, take it easy, my bones are going to be scattered.

Oh, sorry, I accidentally pushed too hard. Uncle, are you okay?" Pan Xiaojin asked Sartre with a hippie smile.

Everyone around him, the Prince of the Fallen and Sartre's servants, and some blood relatives all trembled and felt frightened, and Eatlin, who was smiling, also felt a sense of suppression in her blood at this time, but she was very surprised to hear that it was Elena who had just a few words, and she was very surprised to think that the sister she had never met actually had a son, no wonder you were so annoying, and what was even more annoying was that the former little slut and the last little slut called her.

Hehe, Sartre waved his hand with laughter, worthy of being the son of his sister Elena, Sartre was surprised but quickly smiled.

Three kings, you just now doubted whether he was the son of Princess Elena! Now he has changed again! What a rapid change. Erisie couldn't help but complain.

The girl on the ancient tower also felt another very strong aura, she didn't know what was going on, she was very uneasy in her heart, something big was going to happen.

During the confrontation between the two sides, the corners of Atelin's face and mouth rose at this moment, and she smiled evilly, saying, "I can feel that your blood is so pure."

Pan Xiaojin looked at Eitling in front of him and stared at him greedily and said, "Hey, little slut, don't look at me with such obscene eyes, this handsome guy is not that kind of person, and he is different from you and doesn't look down on you, and he has no interest in you, after speaking, he turned his head to look at Sartre on the ground and said, Uncle, can you move?"

I saw the latter shake his head, I took out a blue blood and threw it to him, the latter took it and looked at it curiously, opened it and smelled it, and poured it in, feeling the injury in his body slowly recovering, and said: "It tastes good, and immediately smiled and said, dear nephew, can you have another bottle."

In the distance, Irina also looked curiously at the small glass bottle of blue liquid in Sartre's hand.

Pan Xiaojin directly refused and said: "No, how can there be a reason to send a bottle and another bottle, you are not winning the lottery." If you can move, just stand farther away, and you can't blame me if I accidentally hit you.

Sartre smiled awkwardly This nephew's personality is really like a sister, and he got up and beckoned the servants to retreat not far away, and at this time Amis also appeared, came to King Sartre's side, and was full of awe for the little prince in front of him.

Seeing that Pan Xiaojin in front of her was so rude, Eterin gritted her teeth and said, "You provoke this queen, I want you to die."

And she herself thought about what the little bottle Pan Xiaojin threw out, and she was also quite curious.

Pan Xiaojin waved his hand when he heard Eitling's angry voice in the distance and said: "Oh, whether you are angry or not has nothing to do with me, but I look angry and even I am afraid of myself, I will see how many pounds and taels you have, and give you the opportunity to challenge me, in case you touch something that shouldn't be touched, please forgive me if you touch something that shouldn't be touched, but it's also a little slut for you, and you won't mind if you touch the mold." Pan Xiaojin said to him with a serious face.

Poof, Sartre was not far away, and he couldn't help but smile This nephew is really the best, and several female servants on his side couldn't help but smile.

Eatlin's chest rose and fell by Pan Xiaojin's words in front of her, and she wanted to dismantle the other party, and when she was about to recite a magic spell to make a move, her face began to look ugly after choking on another sentence.

Pan Xiaojin said with a cheap appearance: "This handsome guy pities the most fragrant jade, don't worry! I will gently leave you at the end, after saying that, Pan Xiaojin didn't pay attention to her, and he didn't know when the blood-red dagger appeared in his hand and disappeared in place, boom, several fast figures also fluttered with the blood-red knife shadow, and a knife flashed red, and several fallen princes and dukes turned into black ashes one by one.

"So strong" Sartre and the blood relatives of the strength of the three princes behind him, their bodies trembled, and they came up with two words.

Eterline in place saw the scene in front of her, her heart also trembled, and she felt a little jealous of the blood-red weapon in her hand, and in less than twenty seconds, she watched these degenerates of the prince's strength turn into nothingness.

Hey, thinking that these people are very strong, Pan Xiaojin said with a disappointed expression: "I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable, wasting my expression from all the way away, Pan Xiaojin's figure reappeared in the position just now, snapped his fingers, and the bodies of Kasa and Ladd, who were not dead in the distance, trembled, and it can be seen that the red blood contained black turned into a column of blood surging towards Pan Xiaojin, and the breath of Kasa and Ladd slowly withered and soon lost their vitality."

Everyone was shocked and very frightened when they saw this scene, and Irina on the opposite side was facing each other, secretly thinking that the other party was too terrible.

The power of this evil bloodline is too little, not very strong, maybe the girl in front of her can awaken the divine blood, Pan Xiaojin thought about it in his heart, looked at Irina in front of him, and took it as a prey.

At this time, the blood in Pan Xiaojin's hand shook slightly, and the silver scabbard also vibrated in the blood-colored jade coffin, as if the blood of those who had just killed those degenerates was devoured, and it could be seen that the red light of the blood-red dagger was even more dazzling.

Etteling could no longer suppress the anger in her heart, and recited the spell Dark magic evil spirits were entangled, only to see a stream of gray mist forming the appearance of a skeleton, and attacks from multiple directions attacked Pan Xiaojin, Pan Xiaojin saw the sudden magic attack in front of him, this evil force did not dare to take it lightly, and then moved forward, backward, left, and right as light as the wind under his feet, and his steps were more elegant and free.

But where he was entangled by the evil spirit of the other party, the flowers and plants on the ground withered instantly, and Pan Xiaojin frowned. He put away the dagger and silently recited the incantation, and the same black mist burst out, and the same ten thousand skeletons pounced on the other party. It is Pan Xiaojin's own inheritance magic undead entanglement.

Etteling looked at Pan Xiaojin in front of her under her attack, so easily dodging in the evil spirits, and she could also cast high-level dark magic to fight back, Etteline was a little flustered in her heart, at first she thought that the other party couldn't avoid her dark magic, but at this moment she also hurriedly dodged.

The corners of Pan Xiaojin's mouth rose slightly and said, Is it your evil spirit entanglement or my undead spirit entanglement is even worse.

Etteling was unwilling in her heart and then used the magic to cast death lightning only to see a black lightning, quickly thundered towards Pan Xiaojin, she heard the sound of lightning and thunder, and directly held a very hot flame in her right hand, and spread to the black lightning that flew towards her, boom, and the black lightning in front of her was burned into nothingness by the blood-red hell lava flames like a fire dragon.

In the distance, Sartre and Amis and everyone said three words at the same time, too strong, very jealous of the fire in the hand in front of them, and also had a sense of awe in their hearts.

Ettelin, at this time, her beautiful face changed color to show her unwillingness, and at this moment, the plan she had been planning in her heart was in vain, and the position of the queen that had been snooped on for a long time ended in failure.

Eatlin, who gritted her teeth, used the forbidden technique this time, and kept chanting incantations in her mouth, and with a burst of evil aura condensed in her hands, a black flame flew towards Pan Xiaojin.

Pan Xiaojin saw the black flames flying towards him, and his face was still calm and confident, and he said: "This flame is quite evil, is this the real bloodline power you are pursuing?