There is a common concept in the Source Desolate Continent, that is, the higher the level is normal, and the more bloodline is called abnormal. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The blood line of the demon beast is used as the standard to measure the strength, assuming that the qi is 1, the boiling blood is 5, the Kaiyang is 25, the shaking light is 125, and the lord bloodline is 2, 10, 50, 250, the demon king bloodline is 3, 15, 75, 375, and the demon emperor bloodline is 4, 20, 100, 500. As for the miscellaneous bloodline, it corresponds to one's own bloodline minus one layer. For example, the demon emperor of mixed blood is equivalent to the demon king.

Of course, this is only a reference number, not an absolute value, the level of bloodline 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 demon king's bloodline.

Still, there are a lot of useful conclusions that can be drawn as a reference figure.

For example, the most important one: the existence of the Demon Emperor bloodline, compared to the high-grade bloodline, is basically to improve the strength of a complete level.

This is the most important piece of understanding.

This time, there are not many people from all of you.

For the families, Longsang is not their home field, and it makes no sense to have too many people, so the soldiers are not expensive.

There is only one strongman who is really sent.

But this alone is enough to deal with everyone present!

At this moment, when Zhang Tingyue shouted out the shaking light realm of the Demon Emperor's bloodline, everyone's hearts stopped trembling at the same time in shock at that moment.

Out of the woods came a man dressed in black and white hair.

White hair fluttering, but the face is only middle-aged, the ordinary face that is not amazing, only a pair of eyes, with a strange light, makes people feel dizzy at a glance.

"Uncle Eleven!" Zhu Xianyao had already shouted at the man, but he didn't give a salute.

All families respect women, even in the face of this eleventh uncle, Zhu Xianyao does not need to bow his head.

"Uncle Eleven, just kill them all, a few of you, guard against the surroundings, don't let one go!" The latter words were said to the four black-clothed warriors. The four samurai withdrew at the same time, each defending one side. Although they are only in the Boiling Blood Realm, they use the bloodline of the Demon Emperors of all families, and their strength is strong, not much worse than ordinary Kaiyang.

Zhang Tingyue's color changed: "We have something to say! We are willing to swear to keep secrets." ”

Zhu Xianyao frowned: "It's still the dead who can keep secrets the most, do it!"

The eleventh uncle had flashed out. In a flash, he came to one of the guards, and with a quick grasp of them, the guards had their skulls shattered and died. Then he flashed again, and he came to another guard, who raised his arms in terror, but compared to the other man, his movements were as slow as a snail. He watched Uncle Eleven's hand break into his chest like this, like cutting into a piece of tofu, and when he came out again, he had one more thing in his hand.

Is that...... It's mine...... Heart......

He thought.

Then I felt the pain.

Boundless darkness reigns.

Crushed the heart with his hand, Uncle Eleven had already killed the next person.

Gone without the boundless momentum of the previous boundless fingers, it was replaced by ghostly speed and extremely ruthless shots.

Just as his hand was about to smash the head of the third guard, Zhang Tingyue struck again.

Palm movement.

Under the moon, the blue shadow floats, and the sky dances with thorns.

Aoki palms, wrapped in thorn hands.

The bloodline of the Zhang family is the Lingyuan Tree Demon.

There is a deep in the northwest, a famous spirit, rich in source medicine. During the reign of the Glorious God Dynasty, a tree demon appeared in the abyss, controlling the spiritual abyss, so that people were not allowed to enter. For the next 80 years, no one entered the abyss.

From time to time, Yuanye City advocated Chenghan, recruited talents, recruited warriors, gathered 36 Kaiyang masters, 300 source soldiers, 3,000 soldiers, fought Lingyuan for three days, fought hard for three days, and finally broke the tree demon.

Zhang Chenghan has the blood of the tree demon.

The tree demon is good at restraint, Zhang Tingyue is good at bonding, Zhang Tingyue is at this moment, the cyan source qi turns into an endless green shadow, forming a thorny long whip, whipping, coiling, winding, and thousands of branches come one after another, trapping the eleventh uncle in a cage, and as soon as he makes a move, he is the strongest means.

Even so, Zhang Tingyue still shouted: "Help me! I can't trap him for long!"

Zheng Bashan had already roared and rushed up.

Leaping.

The huge body rises like a mountain, and the fat body emerges like pieces of golden scale armor out of nothing, and there are even anti-barbs, hideous like a hedgehog, flashing golden cold in the moonlight.

Golden Sword Armor.

The sword rhinoceros is a sharp thorn, not only strong in defense, but also in anti-injury.

The right hand fist comes out again, and there is no return punch at the end of the world.

Only this time, a huge one-horned brilliance appeared on the fist.

Golden Horn, Overlord Gun!

A fist is a gun, and a gun is a fist.

A punch slammed into Uncle Eleven.

At the same time, Zhong Shishi raised his hand and drew his sword.

His sword was broken, but the broken sword also had a three-inch edge, and this sword stabbed out, and an invisible sword shot out from the edge.

For him, the original of the broken sword was not important.

Because what he practiced was not a sword, but a sword.

Daybreak Lightsword.

The sword light came out, and the sword intent struck people.

Not only that, but his left wrist was even more bloody.

The blood condensed and turned into a blood clone was the secret bloodline of the Blood River Beast family. So as the blood water spread, one after another Zhong Fourteen's blood clones appeared, and in an instant, six clones were formed, and the same condensed sword rays, together with the main body, stabbed towards Uncle Eleven, and the momentum was connected, forming an endless sea of swords.

Seven-star sea array.

Forming a one-person formation is the unique characteristic of the Blood River Beast family.

As these three people made a move, Jiang Tao, Guan Sanniang, and Hong Ming also made a move. They are a little worse than these three people in terms of strength, but they are also good players from the family, not far from each other, and with all their strength, they are also turbulent. The entire battlefield was instantly expanded by the aura of everyone's fighting, forcing Zhu Xianyao and the others who were watching to retreat again and again.

In the face of this amazing power, Uncle Eleven just sneered.

"You really think you can trap me?"

Raise your hand and slash.

Listening to the sound of stabbing, as if tearing the sky, the shadow of the thorn tree dancing in the air has been torn out by him.

Uncle Eleventh stepped out of the air, and it was Zheng Bashan's Tianya No Return Fist that collided head-on.

One palm was slapped out, pressed on the palm of Zheng Bashan's hand, Zheng Bashan flew up again, it really came and went as fast as it came, and the golden armor of the whole body was even more shattered during the flight, turning into a large piece of starlight and dissipating.

Uncle Eleven has walked out of the cage, and the sea of swords has arrived in all directions, bringing an astonishing murderous aura.

In terms of defense, Zhong Shishi is not as good as Zheng Bashan, and in terms of attack, no one here is better than him.

Seven stars gathered, sword qi kills.

Zhong Shishi seemed to have seen the scene of a supreme strongman of the Demon Emperor bloodline drinking hatred under his sword.

He trembled, excited, excited.

But the next moment, a red tide suddenly erupted from Uncle Eleven's body and exploded.

Under this red tide, a huge image of a blood fox can be seen rising, setting off a red light like a twist.

Kill everything!

The sword light shattered.

Zhong Fourteen spurted blood and flew out.

Then Guan Sanniang, Hong Ming, and Jiang Tao were knocked away one by one under the red wave.

"Red Tide?Blood Fox...... It's the bloodline of the Demon Emperor. Are you from the Hengling family?" Zhang Tingyue had already lost her voice and shouted: "What are you doing in my Longsang?"

"You're talking too much. With a wave of his hand, the blood fox cried, and the red tide swept away, like a blood-colored sea, boundless and rolled in all directions.