Chapter 383: Judgment of Blood (I)

In China, in the same beautiful canyon, Lan Qi'er quietly suspended one meter above the pool under the waterfall, quietly cultivating the "Blood Demon Codex", feeling the rapid increase in the energy in her body, as a dark physique Lan Qi'er, the speed of cultivation was already amazing, but after cultivating the "Blood Demon Book", Lan Qi'er found that her so-called growth rate before was simply unbearable.

If the speed of my growth is like riding a rocket now, then my former self is like riding an old cow that has been slow, and it may even be an old cow that is lame.

"Blood Demon Dictionary, worthy of being the supreme treasure of the legendary Demon Dao, just after a few months of cultivation, he has reached the late marquis level from the late earl level, although the mysterious old man has given a lot of help during this time, but such a terrifying growth rate still makes Lan Qi'er feel frightened.

"Roar", with a loud roar, the terrifying blood energy radiated in all directions, a pair of dark blue eyes opened, and after half a month of meditation, the blood energy in his body was also consolidated a lot.

"It is worthy of being born with a dark physique, the Blood Demon Codex, the dark physique, the special physique of the blood clan and the appropriate foreign object assistance can actually allow her to reach such a realm, at this time, Zhang Xiaofeng should also reach the duke level, and the time is ripe", on the mountain peak in the distance, the old man in black robe, feeling the powerful momentum that Lan Qi'er had erupted over there, muttered in his mouth, and then disappeared in an instant.

"Yes, it's already in the late stage of the marquis-level", just when Lan Qi'er finished half a month of meditation and just woke up, a familiar voice sounded in Lan Qi'er's ears again, making him slightly startled.

"You're here?" Seeing the mysterious old man in black robe who appeared, Lan Qi'er said lightly, after these months of getting along, Lan Qi'er no longer has the kind of hatred she had before, although she still can't go out, but during this period of time, this black-robed old man has not done anything annoying, and it can even be said that he has helped himself to cultivate, otherwise, in just a few months, it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the strength of the late marquis level, and besides, after all, nominally, the other party is also his master.

"It seems that your strength in the late stage of the marquis level is already stable, and you can hit the duke level", there was a feeling of satisfaction in his tone, and the voice of the black-robed old man said with a hint of relief.

"What?impact the duke level?", hearing the words of the black-robed old man, Lan Qi'er was slightly startled, the duke level, she never dreamed that in just a few months, she was only in the late stage of the earl level, and she was already qualified to impact the duke level.

"With such a fast growth rate, will it cause the foundation to be unstable?, will it be too fast?", after hesitating for a moment, Lan Qi'er asked cautiously.

"Don't you believe me?", hearing Lan Qi'er's words, there was obviously a trace of anger in the voice of the black-robed old man, and then said, "I said yes, you can give me the duke level with peace of mind, this is for you, eat it, you should be able to reach the duke level within three months."

As he spoke, the black-robed old man threw out a vermilion fruit the size of a dragon's eye, and after a slight pause, he continued, "Say it again." If you don't step up your cultivation now, when will you be able to catch up with Zhang Xiaofeng?"

"Catch up?", hearing his words, Lan Qi'er, who caught the red fruit, was slightly startled, and looked at the black-robed man in surprise, "Could it be."

"That's right", the black-robed man nodded, and said: "Judging from my observation in the past few days, he should have evolved to the duke level in the past few days, and besides, he has a prince-level guy to help him, and there are many adventures of his own, his growth rate will only be faster than yours, if you don't step up, you will only be thrown further and further away by him."

"Is that so? I see", hearing the black-robed man's words, Lan Qi'er nodded lightly, and then hovered over the pool with her knees crossed, opened her small mouth, and bit the scarlet fruit.

"Hehe", seeing Lan Qi'er compromise, the black-robed man smiled slightly, and then disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already on a mountain a few miles away, looking up at the lonely moon in the sky, and sighed softly: "Originally, I wanted you to be ordinary, but fate didn't let you be ordinary, then, I will give you a share of this burden selfishly, I don't hope you won't let me down."

And at this moment, Zhang Xiaofeng doesn't know how many times he has been reincarnated in his memory, every time, facing the missed feelings back then, looking at the final ending, he is a sting in his heart, in that endless memory, Zhang Xiaofeng seems to have sunk

"How many more times? Am I going to go on with endless pain like this?", like a bystander, he looked at himself back then, and finally died in Ruoxin's arms with that exquisite ring falling in a pool of blood, Zhang Xiaofeng's hand caressed his chest tightly, feeling the heart-rending pain, and muttered secretly.

After many attempts, Zhang Xiaofeng didn't find a way to get out, does he want to suffer forever in the cycle of pain?

"In the end, how long do you have to remember such a painful memory? How long do you have to endure such pain?", Zhang Xiaofeng muttered to himself in his heart, such an endless reincarnation, he seems to have experienced many times, right?

"Boom", at this time, suddenly Zhang Xiaofeng's heart flashed with a flash of inspiration, yes, the reason lies in himself, how did he come out and didn't find out? Such painful memories, endless reincarnation, all lie in his own heart, how long will such memories go through? It all depends on his own heart, his own heart remembers these things tightly, how can these memories end? Only when he lets go, only when he really lets go of his heart, will this endless reincarnation end.

However, although I know this truth, it is one thing to understand, and it is another thing to be able to do it.

Zhang Xiaofeng was still fighting with his own demons in his own heart, and at this moment, dozens of miles away, there were more than a dozen blood clans flying towards this side, led by three prince-level blood clans, and thirteen duke-level blood clans behind him, flying towards the valley where Zhang Xiaofeng was located

"Are you sure you saw a silver pillar of moonlight in this direction?", the one at the head was none other than the patriarch of the Lesenbula clan, and he asked lightly towards another prince-level female blood clan.

"Yes, Patriarch Kusen", hearing the words of the patriarch of the Lesenbula clan, the female prince-level blood clan nodded and said respectfully, no way, although they are all prince-level blood clans, but the other party is a purebred of the thirteen clans, and the patriarch of the Lesenbula clan, one of the thirteen clans, has the ability to summon eighth-level monsters to help, and as a mongrel blood clan, he is just the strength of a seventh-level powerhouse.

"Well, then it should be Zhang Xiaofeng's guy", hearing the other party's answer, the patriarch of the Lesenbula clan, Kusen nodded slightly and said, "It is said that Zhang Xiaofeng made a silver pillar of light at the first small exchange meeting and caused a sensation, although it is not as thick as you described, but with the increase in strength, it is very possible that he can now draw out a pillar of moonlight like that."

Speaking of this, Kusen turned his head and shouted loudly at the thirteen duke-level blood clans behind him: "Everyone cheer me up later, Zhang Xiaofeng's strength cannot be inferred by common sense, when the time comes, I will go all out to capture him alive, and then the thirteen clans will jointly judge and convict him, you know?

"Yes, Patriarch", hearing Kusen's words, the thirteen duke-level bloodlines behind him all sang in unison.

"Hmph, Zhang Xiaofeng, you dare to kill my beloved son, I not only want your life, but also your reputation", Kusen's heart, roaring angrily, the fertility of vampires is even comparable to the legendary dragon, and after thousands of years of hard work, he only got a biological son, you can imagine how much Kusen loves his son, but his son was killed by Zhang Xiaofeng, how can this not make him hate?

"Huh", the three prince-level blood clans and the thirteen duke-level blood clans turned into sixteen black shadows and flew towards the direction of the valley where Zhang Xiaofeng cultivated, a distance of only dozens of miles, for these prince-level and duke-level blood clans, there is not much difference from the close at hand, but in a few minutes, it will be there.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?", Catherine, who saw the sixteen blood clans who appeared and was quietly cultivating her own demon refining pot below, was secretly shocked in her heart, and then asked in a coquettish voice.

Seeing that the thirteen of them had purple eyes, and three of them had silver eyes, this made Catherine's heart shocked, because Catherine had already known from Zhang Xiaofeng's mouth what purple eyes and silver eyes meant in the blood clan.

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