The Prince of the Blood Clan is the prince of the generation of the Blood Clan, and he has become an eight-winged Blood Clan, that is, he has eight pairs of wings.

This kind of talent is considered the top among the blood clans. But he hasn't reached the demon level, he is not a real genius of Tianzhong, if he sucks Lin Chen's blood, he will transform with the physique and spiritual blood of the god body.

Most of them can reach the level of the Ten Winged Blood Clan, and at that time, he will be a genius of the Heavenly Column.

If it is further up and reaches the level of the Twelve-Winged Blood Clan, it is the qualification of shaking the ancient and the present. In the history of the Blood Clan, only the Blood Emperor of the Ancient Era has reached. It was also the only emperor of the blood clan, and he used to be the star sky.

The prince of the blood clan admires the ancient blood emperor very much, and everything wants to be close to the blood emperor.

"Since one of you wants to test spells and explore the mystery of the curse of the gods, the other wants spiritual blood. This saint can only take the immortal sword, which is more fair and does not conflict. The little Confucian sage smiled.

The faces of the Blood Clan Prince and the Spell Clan Divine Son suddenly darkened, and they turned to stare at the Confucian Clan's little sage.

What the fuck is this called fairness?

The Immortal Sword is a legendary treasure that is suspected to be an immortal weapon, can it be compared? The prince of the blood clan can choose to absorb the blood of monks with other physiques, and the god son of the spell clan can also find other experimental subjects.

But there is only one sword to cut immortals.

"Yo--you've all taken a fancy to the Immortal Sword?, or if the three of you fight first, whoever wins, this son will give him this Immortal Sword?" Lin Chen smiled.

The hearts of the people are not enough to swallow the elephant, and the spoils of war have not been obtained, and they have begun to be distributed.

How can such an idiot be the heir of a clan?

Maybe they are not stupid in ordinary times, they are very calm and resourceful, but when they encounter a treasure like the Immortal Slashing Sword, they can't be calm and lose their usual resourcefulness.

Profit makes you dizzy, color makes you dizzy!

"Do you think we'll be fooled by this obvious divisive scheme?"

The Cursed Divine Son sneered.

Although he was bound to win the Immortal Slashing Sword, he had not completely lost his mind. At least kill Lin Chen first, and then fight for the Immortal Slashing Sword. Otherwise, when the three of them were defeated, Lin Chen ran away directly, so where to find the Immortal Sword?

Isn't it, the bamboo basket is empty!

"Let me suck his blood dry first—" The prince of the blood clan stared at Lin Chen, and he couldn't help it for a long time.

The Imperial Divine Body, that is one of the strongest physiques of the human race, even Wang Yao and Tianjun coveted the Imperial Divine Body, if he sucked Lin Chen's spiritual blood, he might be able to directly reach the level of the Twelve-Winged Blood Clan.

Become the second existence in the history of the Blood Clan, comparable to the Blood Emperor.

At that time, even Xuanyuan Xingyu and the others will not be his opponents. He can directly defeat the Heavenly Monarch and become the first person of the young generation of the Demon Moon Ancient Star, and he may become an emperor in the future.

"Lin Gongzi be careful-"

Nangong Xiaoxiao looked worried.

She knew very well that the Seventh Master was full of expectations for this generation of the Imperial Divine Body. If Lin Chen had an accident, the Seventh Master would definitely be very disappointed and sad.

Nangong Xiaoxiao had already discovered that Lin Chen had cultivated to the sixth order of the psychic spirit, but the prince of the blood clan, the divine son of the spell clan, and the little saint of the Confucian clan had all cultivated to the second order of the star level, and their strength was very strong.

Even if she is unequaled with Baili, she may not be the opponent of those people.

Hmmm-

The prince of the blood clan made a move, turned into a blood shadow, and rushed towards Lin Chen. He couldn't wait. The Blood Clan had no resistance to spiritual blood, let alone encountered a Terran monk with a strong physique.

He spread his mouth, bared his fangs, and bit down on Lin Chen's neck.

"Lin Chen, the blood is lost and you die, this is your fate-"

The Prince of the Blood Clan sneered and let out a triumphant smirk.

"Whoa—what a disgusting thing—"

Lin Chen's face was disgusted.

"Disgusting, wait for the prince to suck your blood dry, and you won't feel disgusted. I won't kill you, suck your blood dry, let you be flesh and blood again, and then suck it again, use it many times. The prince of the blood clan showed a cruel look, and he was already within ten zhang of Lin Chen.

"Looking for death—"

Whew—

Nangong Xiaoxiao and Baili Wushuang shouted and killed the prince of the blood clan, wanting to rescue Lin Chen.

"The opponent of the two of you is we-"

The Divine Son of the Spell Clan and the Little Sage of the Confucian Clan flew in to block Nangong Xiaoxiao and Baili Wushuang.

They knew that the prince of the blood clan would not dare to swallow the sword alone, so they simply let the prince of the blood clan suck the blood of Lin Chen's blood first, and then compete for the sword of the sword.

"Get out of here—"

"You are looking for death, and the Seventh Master will not let you go. ”

Nangong Xiaoxiao and Baili Wushuang showed anxious expressions, they watched the prince of the blood clan approach Lin Chen, but they couldn't kill each other to save them.

Nine zhang!

Hachijo!

It is getting closer and closer, and the arrogant and proud business of the prince of the blood clan is spreading between heaven and earth.

"Boom—"

At this moment, Lin Chen finally moved. He pinched the fist print, the golden fist mark traversed the sky, and when the blood prince was only a zhang away from him, he killed in an instant, and the golden fist mark bombarded the blood prince's body head-on.

"Y-ah!"

The prince of the blood clan screamed and flew out, coughing up blood.

"What?"

The prince of the curse clan, the little saint of the Confucian clan, Nangong Xiaoxiao and Baili Wushuang all showed shocked looks, although the prince of the blood clan was too excited and did not exert his full strength, but he was not so vulnerable.

How could he be punched by Lin Chen and flew out?

It can only prove that Lin Chen has become stronger!

"You are looking for death, Lin Chen, toast and don't eat and drink. Don't you know that my bloodline is tenacious and almost immortal. If you let me suck blood, if you dare to resist, then die-" The Blood Prince roared, his chest pierced.

But it heals quickly, and this healing ability is far beyond that of ordinary races.

Clicks–

The prince of the blood clan probed the bloody claw and grabbed it towards Lin Chen.

This is one of the stunts of the Blood Clan, which can open mountains and crack stones, and its power is boundless. Compared with the dragon claws of the dragon clan, the tiger claws of the tiger clan are not far behind. Many Terran monks have fallen under the blood claws.

"Bloodclaw—"

Nangong Xiaoxiao and Baili Wushuang exclaimed, revealing a look of jealousy,

The name of this secret art is very simple, and it doesn't seem to be domineering at all. However, it is very powerful. Even if the two of them faced the Blood Claw, it would take a lot of effort.

The power of Lin Chen's punch just now was indeed not small, but after all, the realm was only the sixth level of psychic, and the two women were still worried about Lin Chen.

"Golden Body Fist—"

Lin Chen's expression remained unchanged, and it was still a golden fist.

Boom –

The fist prints are like mountains, colliding with the blood claws.

Poof-

The expression of the prince of the blood clan froze, the blood claws shattered, and that arm was shattered. He screamed and flew out, coughing up blood.

"You're looking for death—"

The Prince of the Blood Clan was furious and reorganized his body again.

Woo la, blah la-

Eight pairs of wings appeared on his back. This is the blood wing of the blood clan, not only as a criterion for judging qualifications, but also has terrifying attack power and flight ability, the vitality and speed of the blood clan, which can be compared with divine birds such as Dapeng.

Whoa—

The prince of the blood clan killed again, and his speed skyrocketed dozens of times, like an eternal light, and he rushed towards Lin Chen.

The eight pairs of wings were like sixteen divine swords, emitting a brilliant blood light, cutting through the void and slashing towards Lin Chen. This scene shocked Baili Wushuang, Nangong Xiaoxiao, the Curse Divine Son and the Confucian Little Sage.