Chu Wentian was very enthusiastic.

Looking at his situation, he is a little close to pleasing him.

When Chen Feng asked about the level of the bloodline skill, he almost knew everything.

After listening to him.

Chen Feng asked again: "In the mountain where the third-level bloodline skill is located, what is the strength of the blood-colored monster?" ”

Chu Wentian didn't hide it, and replied: "It is said that it has reached the demigod level. ”

"I see."

Chen Feng was stunned.

No wonder no one dared to fight the idea of a third-level bloodline skill.

This is obviously an impossible thing to do.

Once a professional reaches the demigod level, it involves the existence of rules.

How horrible the rules are.

Chen Feng didn't know very well, but in his previous life, he had seen a demigod-level powerhouse make a move.

That's almost the same as words.

The mind moves.

can directly mobilize the power of the rules of heaven and earth to attack the enemy, whether it is attack speed or power, it is a terrifyingly strong existence.

Even.

A single thought can directly shatter a mountain.

This is almost a world different from the Holy Order.

How can you be an enemy?

Figure this out.

Chen Feng also lost interest in the third-level bloodline skills.

No way.

If you can't beat a demigod-level existence, you can only give up.

Subsequently.

Chen Feng no longer asked about the third-level bloodline skills, and then asked about the rest of the situation in the Void Realm.

Fly all the way, talk while flying.

In the blink of an eye.

The group flew for half a day.

Meantime.

Another blood-colored mountain appeared in everyone's eyes.

This blood-colored mountain is generally the same as the previous one, and there is not much difference in height or scale.

See here.

Chen Feng was also overjoyed, and then commanded everyone to fall down one after another, and came to the vicinity of the blood-colored mountain.

"Attack ......"

Order.

Everyone unleashed their attacks, slamming into the blood-colored shield.

This time.

Ronnie didn't use the magic array, and along the way, although she used the holy level magic materials to refine a magic array, this was a bondage magic array, not an attack magic array.

She didn't have an offensive magic array at hand.

Of course.

Even if Ronnie didn't use the magic circle.

With Chen Feng's four Saint-Rank servants, they still quickly darkened the blood-colored shield.

Blood mist surging in the blood-colored mountain.

Soon it converged into a blood-colored monster.

It was a blood-colored monster similar to a kobold, but it had six arms, and on each of his arms, he held a blood-glittering weapon.

Feel it a little.

Chen Feng withdrew his spiritual power, turned his head to Ying Feng and said, "I'll let you practice later." ”

This is just a monster born from the first-level bloodline skill mountain.

The strength is not strong.

Shadow Wind naturally sensed it clearly, and he nodded, his face full of imminent expression.

……

Soon.

A loud bang rang out.

The blood-colored shield shattered.

The blood-colored monster came back to life, opened its eyes, and roared in the sky.

"Roaring ......"

The sound is rolling.

It's a pity.

Before its roar fell, Shadow Wind, which had long been hidden on the side, suddenly appeared from behind it, and immediately stretched out his hand and pointed out.

Suddenly.

In the void, an inexplicable ripple surged.

Forthwith.

A two-meter-tall humanoid phantom poured out of nothingness, and also pointed at the monster in the form of a dog's head.

A wisp of gray light emerged from the fingertips of the phantom.

"Bang ......"

Muffled sound.

Almost at the same time as the gray light emerged, it came out directly.

Then.

The whole body of this blood-colored monster trembled, and the blood mist on its body kept gushing out, and finally dissolved into nothingness.

It's just a blow.

The body of this blood-colored monster was battered and on the verge of being scrapped, and its body became dim, giving people a feeling that it was about to collapse.

Of course.

Shadow Wind was also uncomfortable, and after the blow, the whole person's face became extremely pale, and there was even a faint flush.

He didn't dare to stay where he was any longer, and after the attack was complete, he quickly retreated sharply.

While stepping back.

He yelled, "No, it will take me at least two hours before I can use the bloodline skill again." ”

See here.

Chen Feng's mind moved, and he quickly controlled it, and the four Saint Rank servants pounced on it, killing the blood-colored monster.

Shadow Wind quickly came to his side.

Chen Feng turned his head and glanced at him, and when he found his miserable appearance, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Your bloodline skills, don't you seem to be very good?" ”

Shadow Wind couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Of course there is no way to compare with you." ”

Chen Feng was a man with four Saint-Order servants.

How to compare?

This bloodline skill, a single attack, is indeed stronger than any Saint-rank slave, but it doesn't last long.

Use it once.

Vitality is badly damaged.

It will take at least two hours before you can use it again.

How does this compare?

Chen Feng shook his head, naturally understanding that this was the reason why Shadow Wind's bloodline skill had not advanced to a high level, and when it advanced, it would become very powerful.

Of course.

For now, that's very limited.

Chen Feng really doesn't look very good.

Chu Wentian on the side, but his eyes widened, and he kept admiring: "Such a powerful bloodline skill, this destructive power, I'm afraid it's not worse than the True Saint Rank." ”

He looked into Shadowwind's eyes.

That's eagerness.

……

"Boom ......"

There was a loud bang.

The dog-headed blood-colored giant, under the attack of the four Saint-rank servants, exploded in its entirety, turned into a pure blood mist, and dissolved into nothingness.

Situ.

It left behind a blood-colored ball of light that shimmered with blood.

See here.

Everyone turned their eyes to Chen Feng's body, and the meaning was obvious, you will distribute it.

Chen Feng was not polite.

quickly came to the front, and then reached out and pinched the blood-colored light ball directly in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly.

Wisps of information poured out from the blood-colored light cluster and merged into Chen Feng's consciousness.

A little probe.

Chen Feng was a little surprised: "Hey, this skill seems to be interesting." ”

Originally.

Chen Feng didn't care too much, after all, this was the lowest level of first-level bloodline skills.

But after looking at it.

But he found that this bloodline skill seemed to have some meaning, and then with a wave of his hand, he threw the blood-colored light directly at the ghost knife.

"Look at it, do you need this bloodline skill?"

"Yes, master."

The ghost knife stretched out his hand to take it, and then his expression froze, and he focused his mind on the blood-colored light cluster, checking the information in the blood-colored light cluster.

After a little.

The eyes of the ghost knife opened, and joy flashed on his face: "Thank you, master, this bloodline skill is just right for me to use." ”

As soon as the words are finished.

He was not polite, and directly began to devour the blood-colored light cluster.

Under the control of the Ghost Knife.

The blood-colored light burst open.

Wisps of blood mist poured out from the light cluster, and then merged into the body of the ghost knife.