"Praise the ancestors."

"Accept thy praise."

For the old man, the ancestor he praises does not refer to a definite ancestor, but to the esteem expected by a blood clan.

Ah Ming's acceptance is not that he is his ancestor, but an affirmation of the dignity of his own bloodline.

lineage

In fact, it does not refer to the inheritance of the family, but the level of status, which is actually the implicit presentation of strength.

In fact, the implications covered here are the same in a broad sense.

Taking people as an example, Tian Tian inherited Tian Wujing's bloodline, he is a spirit child;

But from the perspective of genetics, it does not mean that Tian Tian is noble because he inherited the bloodline of the "Tian family", it is purely because his father, relying on his terrible talent, raised the upper limit very high, so after Tian Tian inherited Lao Tian's genes, his own initial was also raised.

This has nothing to do with education and environment, it is purely the dividends of my own Lao Tzu;

And this is the inheritance of blood in the true sense, regardless of culture, faith, or even the power of ethnic groups.

This also applies to the demon clan, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, if you don't extend this concept, in essence, it's actually about the example of every day.

Also taking people as an example, although the Ji family is excellent, but Zheng Houye, who was born in Qiantou, can still rise, although outsiders don't know that Zheng Houye is a hanger;

But the rise of Marquis Zheng is not unacceptable, because the example of the rise of the grassroots will not be missing in every era, they can break the shackles of culture and bloodline, and grasp their own right to speak;

But in concrete terms, it is actually out of the realm of bloodline itself.

The prince will have a kind of Xiangning, and it is a kind of penetration and roar about this.

If it is implemented in concrete examples,

Among the Seven Demon Kings? In terms of setting? There is one who is a real ancestor, and that is Liang Cheng.

In Liang Cheng's setting, he himself is one of the four zombie ancestors? Was it one of the first to appear? Or even a first-of-its-kind batch.

This is the bloodline crushing of the eight classics, in terms of time and status? It's all flawless.

That is, when others took out the records to boast about the glory of their ancestors, Liang Cheng could nod and say, "Your ancestors once raised horses for me." ”

And Ah Ming like this? In fact? is not the first blood clan to eat crabs in the traditional sense, in Ah Ming's setting, he obtained the most ordinary blood clan bloodline at the beginning, and then relied on his own efforts and many opportunities to slowly improve and evolve his bloodline? In the end, he walked towards the pinnacle of the blood clan step by step, and even, at the peak, he himself had an ancestor-level vampire bloodline.

At the level of bloodline, he can see all the mountains at a glance, but he belongs to the winner of the mountain climb, not since ancient times.

but

In this environment,

Ah Ming can indeed follow, and it is not an exaggeration.

above

The old man was not angry because of Ah Ming's "arrogance";

Because they are of the same race, the old man can clearly perceive the kind of ...... that the other person presents Exquisite.

The delicacy of life,

The delicacy of the nobility,

The delicacy of the pedigree,

This means that the other party is healthy and alive well, and in the case of the Bloodline, it means absolute ...... Threat.

Because it can be given to the relationship of the first embrace, it is actually easy for the blood clan to find its own subordinates, and even spread its own legends;

But this kind of cultural export and influence, in front of another family, is worthless.

When Ah Ming's hand just touched the upper tab, the ancestor woke up, he had never fallen into an absolute sleep, and Ah Ming's arrival brought him a throbbing of his soul, making it impossible for him to continue to sleep peacefully.

"Where are you from?"

Ah Ming looked at the old man.

The old man's face is actually a little strange.

When people get older, they will degenerate, not only the body will shrink with the current, but the size will become shorter, and their faces will gradually converge with the edges and corners, and they will no longer be bright when they were young and strong.

For example, the old man in front of him, his hair has long since fallen out, and his whole face is a sickly sallow.

But you can still see it in the details,

He doesn't seem to be an Oriental.

And if it's from the West, it's interesting, it's funny.

This means that the West of this world retains a relatively complete and clear blood culture and ...... Inheritance.

This is more attractive than the fine wine in the south of the Yangtze River in Qianguo.

If this matter can be determined, then the blind man's ambition is to rebel and create a dynasty where he stands behind the scenes and Zheng Fan stands in front;

And Ah Ming will be the first to shout "Western Expedition, Western Expedition, Western Expedition!" after the establishment of this dynasty!" ".

The old man opened his mouth,

Road:

"I come from the depths of the soul of my ancestors!"

It's a politically correct discourse for vampires.

But for Ah Ming, this is not the answer he wants.

It's a pity,

This exchange,

There is no way to go on in luxury, the main reason is that the external environment does not allow it.

Especially there was another roar from above, and it was clear that the battle above had entered a white heat.

And no matter what is happening above, its essence should still be for the old man below.

Ah Ming spoke: "Follow me, I will let you witness the true glory of the ancestors." ”

The old man smiled,

Road:

"That's what I thought, too."

The talk fell apart.

I think that at the beginning, a barbarian sacrifice refined two living corpses, and Liang Cheng could rely on the roar from the depths of his soul to control them in reverse, because the bloodline was suppressed, but in fact, the two living corpses were still in a state of confusion.

This is like when the little people see the noble species of the heavenly family, they can't help but feel awe, and go to worship;

And the bigwigs in the court, on the surface, will be like this, but in fact, they know the absurdity of the emperor and the prince, and they know their desires, kneeling, is etiquette, but in the bottom of their hearts, they can even think that I can replace them.

The old man could feel the unusualness of Ah Ming's kindred, but he was not too surprised, and he didn't kneel down and swear allegiance directly, because this kindred, his own breath, was not strong.

"Buzz!"

The old man moved, and he opened his fangs and threw himself down.

Ah Ming's figure retreated, dodging for a while.

But the old man was as agile as a long snake, his body fit from the ground, and he turned around and pounced again.

Ah Ming's arms were stretched out, and between his ten fingers, nails grew.

The old man opened his mouth and let out a roar in his throat.

Ah Ming closed his eyes and directly ignored the other party's mental interference.

"Bang!"

The two sides collided together.

The old man ignored the injury, and he wanted to bite Ah Ming's neck with his fangs;

Ah Ming, on the other hand, fought back and blocked with punches, arms, feet, etc., the main purpose was to avoid the other party's fangs that were critical to him.

They are of the same kind as each other, so there is no secret about the way they fight.

Therefore,

This encounter, from the very beginning, looked very ugly.

It's not like a duel between nobles, it's more like a tear between two drunks.

"Poof!"

Ah Ming and the old man fell to the ground at the same time.

At this moment,

An obscure syllable sounded in the old man's throat.

Followed by

Bloody light flashed out from the old man's body, like shadows, hitting Ah Ming's body.

It's Bloodline magic!

Ah Ming's body was restricted, and the blood in his body fell into a kind of stagnation, which brought about stiffness in his body.

The old man can finally take advantage of the situation to cling to Ah Ming's body and enjoy his feast.

But Ah Ming's body moved again at this time, although it seemed a little stiff, probably like a puppeteer's movements, with joints as the axis, losing its softness.

But at such a close distance, it is enough to do a lot.

First of all

It was Ah Ming's knee turned on his side, and his calf was pumped into the old man's lower abdomen, and then Ah Ming's two arms flipped up, and ten nails naturally pierced the old man's neck.

Too much understanding, too familiar;

Maybe for outsiders, the obscure spell is so familiar to Ah Ming's ears that it is: Fihank you, and you?

Therefore, Ah Ming froze the blood in the joint position early, so that he could withstand the other party's wave of blood magic...... When the blood is banned, it can also retain a very mechanical body function.

He did it

The old man's combat experience, to be exact, and the combat experience of his own clan, should be extremely scarce, which made him suddenly overturn when he had the advantage.

Ah Ming's ten fingers were pinched on the old man's neck, like a pig's brain on a string of incense, and ten bamboo sticks were strung with extremely crazy.

But the old man's reaction was quick, and the blood in his eyes began to churn rapidly, which was another magic.

In a flash

The blood in the old man's body began to drip down Ah Ming's nails and fingers, like sulfuric acid, and began to erode Ah Ming's nails and body.

At the same time, the skin and flesh and tissues on the old man's neck began to regenerate frantically, not only to make up for the wounds, but to expand the body externally.

It's a disgusting kind of blood magic, using itself as a garbage can container, forcibly trying to wrap and eat each other.

Even if the attacked party is a blood clan, this kind of forcible inclusion is also doomed to malnutrition.

Ah Ming's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

The other party's bloodline level is not low, but it is not as high as his own, but the other party's accumulation is richer than his own.

To use an analogy,

He is a delicate white jade cup, but it is very small;

The other party is a glass, which is not worth as much as itself, but the capacity is very large.

But the problem is that

If you can use magic like this, and your accumulation is so abundant, why do you still hide here and let those people above cover for you?

If you're truly healthy and have no flaws, why not be free?

The vat, like a pig trough, is actually more like a pig being raised, this is not the state of life that the blood clan can accept, if it is not a last resort, this kind of life, they would rather choose death as a relief.

The erosion force and the expansion force began to attack Ah Ming together.

The nails began to melt and the flesh began to crack, a kind of bloodline magic that wasn't very high-end, but in times of crisis, it was very useful and straightforward.

At this time, if you stand on the side and watch,

This can be seen:

The old man's body seems to be frantically interpreting the true meaning of lymphatic hyperplasia and bone hyperplasia.

Ah Ming, on the other hand, is like a pig being roasted soaked in hot blood magma.

It's not just nails and arms,

Ah Ming's entire chest, the skin and flesh have been scalded, and the air is filled with a boiling aroma of bacon.

It's a pity that Fan Li is fighting above, otherwise seeing this situation, the Han Pi may sprinkle some cumin, star anise and cinnamon before saving people, and see if he can make a lo-mei.

Ah Ming didn't panic, didn't scream, didn't scream, he was mobilizing the blood in his body to resist in a way of consumption.

Even if this kind of resistance, he has a disadvantage, and if nothing else, he will fall into the abyss step by step.

but

Ah Ming didn't think he would lose;

Siniang once analyzed the characteristics of the demon kings with Zheng Fan, putting aside the shackles of being limited by the master's own strength and not being able to exert their peak strength, in fact, the real strength of the demon kings is their state of mind.

The state of mind here contains experience.

Ah Ming's idea is very simple and clear, I will delay time, and I believe that there must be something wrong with you, an old vegetable gang!

When the skin and flesh began to roll from Ah Ming's neck, it was already at the last moment.

The old man's mouth suddenly opened wide,

began to inhale frantically in an asthma way, but it kept being as if he couldn't pump in, and his body began to spasm, his flesh that almost coincided with Ah Ming's chest began to retract rapidly, and the temperature of his blood also cooled rapidly;

The magic exerted on Ah Ming was also lifted,

Ah Ming regained his freedom,

forthwith

Ah Ming sat up, his injuries were very serious, because this was not only a skin injury, but also faced with blood contamination.

This is more troublesome than having an accident in the workshop and causing his skin to be covered with debris such as ash shavings.

Because if these foreign blood are not eliminated and cleaned up, if the blood contamination is really achieved, it will affect the purity of one's own bloodline, and eventually, lead to the downgrading of one's own bloodline.

That is to say, in the future, even if the Lord eats the Great Tonic Pill realm and soars, the third grade, or even the second grade, the other demon kings will happily return to their peak after licking it successfully, and he Ah Ming will never be able to return to the state of his original heyday because of this pollution.

Because this is not a vampire taking the initiative to suck blood, Ah Ming was equivalent to being forcibly fused by breaking through all defenses.

The difference is, is it the same concept when you drink a bag of plasma and transfuse blood?

But Ah Ming doesn't pay much attention to these now,

He sat on the ground,

Ignoring extensive burns on their own skin,

gaze

But it fell on the old man who was curled up on the ground and inhaled heavily.

"You're not a pure vampire, you're a first-time winner."

"Your master may have died, no, not just death, your master should have suffered a very strong curse before death, and even, this curse has been shared on you."

"No wonder you hide, no wonder you hide, your own core has long been problematic."

"You are simply powerless to solve the problems of your own core, no matter how much blood you absorb, it can only make you seem strong, but in fact, it is not worth mentioning."

The old man stared at Ah Ming, who was sitting in front of him and analyzing himself step by step, with a resentful gaze, Ah Ming, he was right.

But this is the fact that the old man is most unwilling to face.

He was a lost dog, his master, crucified and burned at the stake, and received "blessings of light."

It is a great honor for him to be blessed as a "slave of the blood clan".

But this blessing made his life worse than death.

He did not dare to stay in the West any longer, as he was being pursued by the Templars, and he had no choice but to flee from the West with his followers.

During this period, Hu Cong changed several batches.

But he finally came here, and he came here because he had another secret, a secret that his master had told him before he was captured.

But what made him desperate was that there were indeed no Templars in the East, and the forces of the West could not even survive the barrier of the desert barbarians, because deep down in their hearts, they had an almost instinctive fear of the desert, which originated from a terrifying westward expedition of the barbarian royal court to the West a hundred years ago.

Moreover, Westerners also know that in the East, there was an empire called "Yan", who were above the barbarians and suppressed the barbarians for many years.

And in the past few decades, a series of exchanges between Western merchant groups and missions, after passing through the desert, the first thing they came into contact with was the terror and power of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei.

However, here in the East, there are also people who have noticed themselves and chased them over.

even

It's not the same clan in front of you.

The old man was curled up on the ground, weak and pitiful, helpless;

However, he finally stopped asthma, and just stared at Ah Ming:

"You can't run away......... Hehehe......... You can't run away......... The one who wanted to catch me was just that......... Right now......... There are two ........."

Then

The tab was pulled up again,

A wounded swordsman,

Dragging a long knife,

Walked down slowly.

His gaze fell on the old man first, and then on Ah Ming, when he saw that the skin on Ah Ming's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, the corners of the swordsman's mouth showed a smile of surprise and satisfaction.

Ah Ming thinks,

since

He came down,

That Fan Li......

I probably saw that I really couldn't beat it, so I ran away.

The swordsman is coming,

The real hunter, here.

The old man laughed hysterically:

"The two of us......... It's all prey......... Finish......... It's all prey........."

Ah Ming shook his head,

He ignored the swordsman's continued approaching pace,

Instead, he got up,

Carry the old man on his back and let him crawl on his back.

When the swordsman saw this action, he was stunned for a moment.

Even the old man himself was stunned for a moment, because he knew that the swordsman was strong, and he knew even more that this fellow clan who was carrying him on his back did not intend to take him to break through and escape.

Ah Ming's calm voice came:

"Or, together become prey;"

After a pause,

Next sentence:

"Or, lend me your blood;

I'll take you,

Hunt. ”