Drops of blood containing powerful energy gushed out of the heart, and Zhang Xiaofeng was lying quietly in his gorgeous amethyst coffin, absorbing the ability contained in these blood with peace of mind, feeling that his ** energy was constantly increasing, Zhang Xiaofeng could clearly feel that his ** energy was getting stronger and stronger, and it was getting stronger and richer.

Perhaps, this speed of growth will make him ecstatic for anyone, but Zhang Xiaofeng is very greedy, and this growth speed is not enough!!

I need to reach the prince-level stage as soon as possible to have the strength to destroy the huge Xuantian Sect and rescue Lan Qi'er, and maybe the strength of the prince-level is not enough, the cultivators in the cultivation realm are not so easy to deal with, but the seventh-level self may not be able to deal with all the Xuantian Sects, after all, the current Xuantian Sect has an eighth-level powerhouse and one of the top ten artifacts, the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Okay, that's all for today", finally, Hughes's voice sounded in Zhang Xiaofeng's mind, and the speed of blood supply also slowed down a lot, which was on par with the speed at which his body could absorb it on its own, and Zhang Xiaofeng also finished his day's cultivation and opened his eyes and crawled out of the amethyst coffin.

"Roar !!", a low roar, a rapid change of voice, Zhang Xiaofeng can feel that his energy has increased a lot, a month, he has now reached the late stage of the marquis level, and the dark blue eyes contain strong sparks, which is the belief that he wants to become stronger, because this is not enough, he must become stronger.

"Hey, cultivation madman", hearing the low roar coming from upstairs, at this time, Ryan and the others who were sitting in the hall downstairs sighed helplessly and said, not only Zhang Xiaofeng, even Quaid, it seems that he has been infected recently, and he is cultivating frantically, and everyone can keenly feel that the aura on Quaid's body is increasing at a terrifying rate.

Hmph, the bat wings behind him shook, Zhang Xiaofeng instantly came to the rooftop, looked at the sky, today is the night of the crescent moon, which means that there is no moon tonight, and his own moon realm will not be able to cultivate.

Since there is one day every month when there is no moon, Zhang Xiaofeng should give himself a holiday, besides, this period of time, the battle with the Holy See has indeed made Zhang Xiaofeng physically and mentally exhausted.

Gently shaking his bat wings, Zhang Xiaofeng flew faintly into the distance, looking at the bustling city below, Zhang Xiaofeng's heart sighed slightly, the strength of the late marquis level, it only took him seven years to reach it, and if he said it, it was absolutely appalling, right? Think about himself seven years ago, he was still a guy who didn't know anything, crawling out of the broken grave alone, facing this world that has changed a lot.

"The late marquis", Zhang Xiaofeng murmured in his heart, the very dangerous cultivation place that Hughes said, you can't enter it until you have the strength of the duke-level, and if you get there, your cultivation speed will be greatly improved, and the duke-level is your biggest goal now.

The pain of not having strength Zhang Xiaofeng has already endured it once, and he doesn't want to endure it a second time, if he has the strength, Lan Qi'er will not be captured, if he has the strength, he will not be oppressed by the Xuantian Sect, if he has the strength, who else dares to beat the attention of his own moon crystal wheel? When facing those seventh- and eighth-level powerhouses at the Xiuzhen interface, he didn't even have the qualifications to do it, this kind of pain, Zhang Xiaofeng definitely didn't want to endure it for the second time.

"Lan Qi'er, just wait, I will definitely pick you up", Zhang Xiaofeng's fists clenched tightly, and he roared firmly in his heart.

"Roar !!", and at the same time, in the villa where Zhang Xiaofeng was, Quaid, who transformed into a white werewolf, also roared, the breath on his body became heavier, his wolf claws became harder, and his slender nails flashed with a little cold light like a few sharp blades, which were much harder than the claws of a vampire.

"Hookclaw werewolf, I have reached the level of hook claw werewolf", looking at the nails on his wolf claws are harder and more slender than before, Quaid's heart is also solemn and dark, "Boss, don't worry, as your most loyal subordinate, I will definitely grow to the point where I can help you, and I will not be your drag."

"Oh, to the point of a third-level powerhouse?", feeling the sudden surge of aura overflowing from Quaid's room, Ryan and the others in the hall were slightly startled on their faces, too fast, right? What did Zhang Xiaofeng do? Actually made Quaid's growth rate so perverted?

"Roar !!", and at the same time, in an unknown small valley in China, Lan Qi'er, who was sitting cross-legged under the waterfall, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, bursts of blood energy on her body surged, suspended in mid-air, her dark green eyes were also changing towards light blue.

"Marquis level !!", after a long time, the evolution was completed, and Lan Qi'er, who fell, felt the power of her **, and secretly said happily, she finally broke through to the marquis level, but she didn't expect this "Blood Demon Codex" to be so powerful, it could assist herself to reach the stage of the marquis level so quickly, and the "Blood Demon Codex" herself only cultivated to the third layer.

"Don't worry, Xiaofeng, we will definitely meet, when we meet, you will see a brand new Lan Qi'er", feeling his ** powerful power, he looked at the "Blood Demon Book" on the stone next to him, Lan Qi'er's heart was firmly secret.

"En?", just when Zhang Xiaofeng was flying quietly in the silent night sky, thinking about his way forward in a flat mood, suddenly, Zhang Xiaofeng's keen spiritual power sensed a powerful and evil aura, and this aura was strange with a hint of familiarity.

"In my name, summon you, come out, my army of undead !!", in Zhang Xiaofeng's spiritual perception, he could clearly "see" that a terrifying undead blockbuster was being staged in a remote place a few miles away, a necromancer wearing a pitch-black robe summoned many undead creatures to attack a duke-level blood clan.

The flying undead of all kinds of birds kept pestering the Duke-level Bloodline, and the Skeleton Commander and Dark Knight below were constantly using their ranged attack energy.

"Well, necromancer vs. vampire?", seeing this, Zhang Xiaofeng's brows furrowed slightly, everyone belongs to the camp of the dark forces, why do they still want to kill each other? Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofeng inexplicably felt an angry emotion in his heart, now that the battle of the Covenant has begun, the battle between the Dark Association and the Holy See has become white-hot, and they still have the heart to engage in infighting?

"Blood Rain Meteor !!", the duke-level blood clan with the blood crystal shield on his body, threw a large blood-red ball of light in his hand, and exploded in the air at the same time, and then the blood-red light shot down like a torrential rain, and the dense attack shrouded all the surrounding undead in it, which was the "Blood Rain Meteor", one of the blood magic that the duke-level blood clan could automatically comprehend.

"Hmph, I don't know if it's alive or !!dead", seeing that the undead who were entangled in the air were all killed by this duke-level blood clan, the voice of the man under the black robe sounded coldly, "In front of my undead monarch, how can you be so arrogant? Climb down honestly for me!!."

As he spoke, he flipped over his hand, and a small black ball appeared in his hand and threw it to the ground, "In my name, come out, my undead puppet."

With the words of the black-robed man, the black ball on the ground suddenly turned into a burst of black smoke and appeared, and then a strong wind erupted from the center of the black smoke, blowing away all the black smoke.

"That's !!", while flying towards this side, he also looked at Zhang Xiaofeng here with his spiritual power, and when he saw the undead who appeared in the middle of the black smoke, his face couldn't help but change.

"This is !!", and in the same way, seeing the undead standing on the ground, the duke-level blood clan in the sky was also shocked, and there couldn't help but have a trace of fear in their eyes.

There was no anger in the eyes of this undead, just a sluggishness, a broken golden hair was also dull, the golden armor on his body was also tattered, his body was covered with scars, and the scabbed wounds hung hideously on his body, of course, this is not the most shocking place, the most shocking thing is that behind him, a pair of white wings slowly instigated, although this pair of wings is already broken, but it is not difficult to tell that this is a pair of angel wings.

"This is an angel!?", looking at the undead puppet with a pair of white wings on its back in shock, the Duke-level Blood's tone was full of shock.

"Hmph, not bad", seemed to be very satisfied with the shock of this duke-level blood clan, the necromancer's laughter was full of pride, "I searched for more than three hundred years, and finally I found the location of the ancient gods and demons battle, fortunately, I got a few angel bones in it, although this undead puppet has only been refined by me, although it is only level seven strength, but it is still more than enough to deal with you."

Hearing the necromancer's words, after a moment, a shocked look faded from the face of the duke-level blood clan, and his face was solemn, and he said, "Hmph!! want to deal with me, then we also have to see how much strength this corpse that has long since died can have!!

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