Wang Hao smiled gloomily, his figure flashed rapidly, although he couldn't walk in the sky, but he was already a nine-star demon, and he still had the ability to fly on the wall.

Wang Hao traveled all the way, piercing holes over the wall, and even the dozens of vampires behind him jumped up and down, seeing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but secretly feel funny.

However, he still couldn't understand why these guys could always judge the direction of their escape, and they always looked energetic.

After running around Los Angeles for most of the night, Wang Hao felt that it was almost time to stop.

Turning his head, looking at the dozen or so blood clans arranged in a linear pattern, Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh.

"Damn, this group of people has been following for most of the night, and there are more than a dozen people who have the patience to follow, and they don't seem to be panting much, they are worthy of being demons."

Wang Hao no longer wants to play any tortoise and rabbit racing games with these guys in front of him, and in his opinion, the dozens of vampires chasing him are just a small obstacle to this mission, and the real difficulties are probably still to come.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao said softly, "Ruin divine power, strengthen!" ”

"Ruin Divine Power, Transfiguration!"

At this moment, Wang Hao turned into a turquoise blue bird and flew towards the sky.

The Bloods on the ground were gasping for breath, their eyes shining in disbelief.

In their opinion, the ability to transform into a shape is probably only available to earl-level bloodlines among the blood clans.

In the blood clan, it is divided into barons, viscounts, earls, marquises, dukes, and princes, and even the emperor above, that is, the existence of the true ancestor level.

"Kane, this must be reported to the authorities." Ryan frowned, looking at Wang Hao, who was drifting away, his brows tightened.

"Well, I understand." The young man of the Blood Clan named Kane couldn't help but nod secretly, in his opinion, this game, which should have been easy, had begun to get complicated.

These bloodlines are nothing more than ordinary bloodies under the viscount, and their power is very limited.

The strength of these blood ghosts is only equivalent to the third layer of qi training, and their attack methods are only limited to ** attacks!

At this moment, Wang Hao, who turned into a bird and hovered in the sky, did not go far, he looked at the group of blood ghosts on the ground that had already dispersed in the air, and was ready to attack again.

He needed to catch one, and then study how to use the divine soul power of this low-level demon clan and turn them into his own use, so that he could break through to the demon clan soldier level, that is, the realm of demon soldiers.

Time passed minute by minute, and Wang Hao's figure suddenly transformed into a human form, like a meteor, falling from the sky.

"Step!"

I saw his shoes rubbing against the ground violently, and then finally stabilized his figure.

Wang Hao blinked his eyes and stared at the very ordinary blood ghost opposite.

"Damn human, you are only worthy of fighting with us low-level bloods, if you run into an earl-level existence, you are afraid that you will be wiped out in the blink of an eye."

The Blood Clan youth roared, slamming out his strongest punch.

"Click!" After hearing a soft sound, Wang Hao's iron hand gripped the opponent's wrist fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, only a crisp sound of "rattle" was heard, and the wrist of the blood clan was dislocated by Wang Hao.

"Yo-yo, I'm on my mission, but who told you to do such a bad maneuver? Also, are you trying to kill Jack the Frenchman? ”

Wang Hao said, then turned his head and looked around, and after seeing that there were no other blood clans patrolling nearby, he immediately knocked the blood clan in front of him unconscious with a punch.

After that, Wang Hao ran wildly in the night, he needed to sort out the information he had recently summarized, and what the young man of the blood clan said just now had already touched him.

"I've been working on the blood clan for a long time, and it's just some low-level stuff that can't be lower-level?"

Wang Hao vaguely heard the classification of vampires, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"This group of guys just now is just an ordinary blood clan, and there should be barons, viscounts, and counts above them?" Wang Hao thought, "What about the earl?" Are there still marquises, dukes, emperors? ”

"Tsk, it looks like I've really stabbed a hornet's nest!"

Wang Hao chuckled and couldn't help shaking his head.

Back at the Kyle Hotel, Wang Hao casually threw the unconscious Blood Clan youth into the corner of the room, and began to continue cultivating.

This time, he prepared a knife and a red wine glass in advance, and when his cultivation reached a critical point, he would put some blood on the stinky blood clan on the side to see if it could replace the effect of the Four Souls Soup.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao couldn't help but recall the scene in the movie where the vampire sucked human blood, but in reality, he had to turn over and suck the blood of the blood clan, and Wang Hao always had a strange feeling in his heart.

Cross-legged, settled, with a large number of divine power elements around his body hovering like a whirlpool, after entering his body, Wang Hao faintly sensed that he was about to break through.

"Whew!"

Cutting the wrist of the young man of the blood clan, Wang Hao gave him a wave of blood.

Then, Wang Hao raised the cup full of blood in his hand high, raised his head and drank it.

The blood of the blood clan was not as viscous as expected, but gave people a silky feeling, Wang Hao drank it all, and then tried to digest this divine soul power that existed in his appetite, and then introduced it into his body.

Things went very smoothly, so smoothly that Wang Hao couldn't imagine it.

He felt that the barrier he was away from the demon soldier realm had been broken, and at this moment, the divine soul power that existed in his body was consumed, and he, who was supposed to break through smoothly, also returned to the demon nine stars.

"I'll make a fork!"

Wang Hao secretly scolded himself, and then filled a large cup of blood blood again, drank it all in one gulp, and continued to cultivate. However, the result is still -

Fail......

"Paralyzed, this Stinky Blood must force me to do this."

Wang Hao muttered to himself, and then a bad electron lingered in his mind, which was difficult to disperse for a long time.

"Maybe, I should have done it, I should have done it a long time ago!"

Wang Hao said, biting the wrist of the young man of the blood clan fiercely in his mouth, drinking his blood while refining and cultivating.

After a while, Wang Hao gasped heavily, dripping beads of sweat the size of handfuls of beans.

Just now, he refined a large amount of blood, and under the effect of the divine soul power of this blood, he finally broke through to the realm of a one-star demon soldier in one go.

At this time, the blood clan had already woken up, but Wang Hao had sucked a large amount of blood, and he had collapsed at this moment.

If this young man of the blood clan still had the strength to speak, he would definitely scold Wang Hao, "You are really a vampire more special than a vampire!" ”

However, he didn't have the strength to scold such a sentence after all.

At the same time, a memory belonging to the Demon Venerable flowed into Wang Hao's mind, and it turned out to be a brand-new method of cultivating and using the power of the ruins!

A lonely voice of vicissitudes of life came into Wang Hao's mind, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

"The demon clan is reincarnated by the demon and inherited by the soul. Therefore, those who have a strong demon race, after their cultivation is improved, will also have a stronger strength than other demon races. ”

"Therefore, I intend to record all the things I have learned and understood in my life in the Ten Directions Demon Classics......"

When the voice dissipated in his mind, Wang Hao suddenly remembered the Ten Directions Demon Book in his pocket, which Wang Yifan gave to him, saying that Wang Yifan gave it to him early tomorrow.

Perhaps, this one is really the Ten Directions Demon Codex!