In southern Yunnan, Zhaokou Town, a car drove from the city to the suburbs, for some reason, the headlights of this car were not very bright, and even the figure sitting in the driver's seat was very blurry.

"Holy Scripture, can you provide some information about the power of cultivators in this world?"

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Mo Ye's perception had already spread out in all directions, and he picked out places that were not monitored, or where there was little monitoring, along the way.

It's not a matter of a day or two that he has been targeted by a certain cultivator force, several encounters in Pushi Town, and finally the 'Demon Slaying Conference' that he learned from Cangmu Snake Jun's mouth, Mo Xie always feels that there is a shadow of a cultivator force in it.

In any case, he must be cautious and cautious now.

At the very least, he must hide until he finds out the details of the enemy and the current situation.

"Is there a cultivation force on this planet?"

The Holy Book was quick to respond, its voice full of disdain,

"2 points!"

"Deal. ”

Mo Xie responded happily, although he didn't know why the profiteer suddenly became good now, but what if he didn't agree to wait at this time and suddenly regretted it?

Mo Xie was desperate to know this information.

"Ahem!

The Holy Text cleared its throat, and its voice sounded in Mo Ye's mind, slowly and softly—of course, this was just a more elegant way of saying it, and it would be more appropriate to use the phrase 'to die or live' to describe the rest of the Sacred Scripture.

Obviously, the Holy Book is not very interested in buying and selling the Holy Book for only two dollars.

"There is no one on the planet you are currently on who is qualified to be called a cultivator! It's just a few guys who have embarked on the path of cultivation by drawing a gourd and drawing a scoop, due to the depletion of the planet's spiritual energy, the current cultivators are more and more dependent on the clan power, as far as the current situation is concerned, the cultivation force of more than 100 cultivators is only the Zhou family, the Ma family, the Feng family, the Zhao family, and the Zhuge family, and the rest are all scattered cultivators, as for the strength......

"None of them are in the stream!"

The last five words of the "Holy Scripture" were spoken word by word, and in an instant, Mo Ye seemed to feel a momentum that looked at the heavens and the earth.

"That'...... What level am I on this planet in terms of my current strength?"

Hearing that the "Holy Scripture" rated the cultivation forces of the current world as 'not in the stream', a little hope suddenly rose in Mo Ye's heart.

He felt that his situation might not be as bad as he thought.

"You?"

The Holy Book snorted, although it hadn't finished the following yet, the hope that had risen in Mo Xie's heart had been shattered by half.

"You're not even a 'non-streamer'!"

Although he had already guessed the answer, Mo Ye, who really heard the words of the Holy Scripture, couldn't help but slip his hand, and almost drove the car out of the suburban road and plunged into a pond on the side of the road that he didn't know what it was for.

"Hey, I've already exchanged for the 'Intermediate Dragon Bloodline'! So many white flowers of silver were accepted by you, and you got a 'non-flowing' evaluation?!"

Mo Xie couldn't help but scold.

"Oh, it's like you've had a long-term and systematic cultivation after the exchange was completed. ”

The Holy Book can be said to be a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, and although it is limited in its authority to punish Mo Ye at this moment, this does not prevent it from turning on the 'taunt mode'.

"The system of the dragon clan is not exchanged for the intermediate level to exert the strength of the intermediate level, to be honest, although you are now nominally already regarded as having the blood of the 'intermediate dragon clan', but in fact you have not even touched the threshold of the 'dragon clan'. ”

"The dragon clan, even the lowest-level creature with dragon blood, will at least have the strength to rival the Yuan Infant Cultivator after it is fully grown! If you are as weak as you, don't embarrass the dragon clan!

The words spoken by the Holy Scripture were so natural, as if Mo Ye's exchange for this ghost bloodline was completely voluntary.

"Then with my current strength, what level of monk can I compare to?"

Mo Ye's face was blue and red for a while, and he asked in a deep voice only when the ridicule of the Holy Book could not reach a new height.

"Just looking at the energy in your body, you are at most about the same as a foundation building monk who is still at the lowest level, pay attention! The 'energy' here refers to the energy in the body, as for your current physical body and spiritual power...... All of them add up to barely be able to fight with the monks of the Jindan period. ”

The Holy Scriptures say.

"Then how many monks are there on this planet above the Jindan stage, or how many existences are above the Jindan stage in terms of strength?"

Finding that his position was actually comparable to that of a Jindan period monk, Mo Ye suddenly felt that hope had returned.

If there are not too many people whose strength is above the Jindan stage, the style of Mo Xie's next actions will not be so obscene.

It's really hard to hide your head and show your tail.

"That's another question, I'll charge you a thousand points for answering this question!"

Just now I thought that the "Holy Scripture" would no longer be a profiteer, but I didn't expect it to be completely my own illusion.

"Deal!"

Mo Xie gritted his teeth, he still had nearly 20,000 points in hand, and the next exchange plan was unknown, but this news was still very much needed for him.

"There are three hundred and fifty-seven people on this planet whose strength is comparable to that of Jindan Stage monks! There are twenty people whose strength is comparable to that of Yuan Infant Stage monks! There are only three people whose strength is comparable to that of Cave Void Stage monks!"

The Holy Book gives a series of figures.

"I rub, so much?!"

Mo Ye felt that the future was bleak.

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Americas, a large city.

The huge palace is hidden under the city, and with the help of modern technology, even a nuclear explosion on the surface will not affect the palace in the slightest.

"Great True Ancestor...... This is the tribute of the local nobles to you, I don't know if it is agreeable. ”

Lawrence Fried, the master of the city's underworld, bowed to the man seated on the throne, his words filled with awe.

"Very well, you can stand aside for now. ”

The man on the throne whispered, his skin pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun since birth.

His voice was a little hoarse, inexplicably reminiscent of a snake spitting letters.

Lawrence Fried bowed down and took the door of the main hall with him.

"Click......!"

When the door was securely closed, the man seated on the throne rose from his seat.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, with slender facial features, like a woman and more like a man, but no one will dare to point this out in front of him.

Because he is the true ancestor of the blood clan.

"Cut...... The movements are still a little stiff...... Should I say that vampires or something really have the characteristics of zombies......?"

Muttering, the True Ancestor's movements were very unnatural, and from the moment he left the throne, every time he took a few joints, the joints on his body creaked, sounding very uncomfortable.

However, there was no one here, and this True Ancestor walked slowly down the steps.

In front of him, there was a coffin.