This strange thing is still in the cave eighty feet away, and it is not in the range of arrogant vision.

But Proud was the first to notice its anomaly.

It is not a substance, it is like a puff of smoke, but its concentration is far better than ordinary smoke, and there is even a sense of stickiness in the sense of air, which seems to be connected as one, although it is constantly changing and moving in its own direction, but there is no sense of dispersion and thinness.

It's a mass of stellar things, and though I haven't seen it yet, I've already made a judgment.

But doesn't it mean that the Bloods are all humanoid, how could they turn into a cloud of mist?

It moved extremely fast, but in only four or five breaths, it had already passed a distance of dozens of zhang and came to the front of the mine where Ao Zongheng was located.

The front is extremely dark, but it is still faintly visible, a cloud of high-speed black smoke is gradually changing and contracting, and suddenly the black smoke is gone, leaving only a pale person, standing two or three feet in front of him with his hands crossed.

A white person, even in the dark, can still clearly distinguish his body and limbs, and can even see his facial features with pride.

Except for the almost transparent white, the other party's facial features are actually no different from ordinary humans, and if you look closely, there are also obvious differences from the main races of the empire that you see along the way. In a word, this guy is the same as Arrogant, and he looks like a foreigner at first glance. But he is just the opposite of Aozong, Aozong is black-haired, black-eyed and black-dressed, he is white-haired, white-eyed and white-body-yes, he is naked and undressed.

Ao Zongheng took a special look at his lower body, no different from a man, just hairless......

Surprisingly, the other party just stared at Aozhuo, and had no intention of attacking. Doesn't it mean that the Bloodlines will actively attack approaching creatures?

A pair of black pupils to a pair of white pupils, black pupils are curious, white pupils are puzzled.

"Who are you?" The confrontation didn't last long, but it was the Blood Clan who spoke first.

He actually speaks Duoduo Manhua, one of the official languages of the Empire, and if you only listen to his voice, Ao Yue will definitely not think that he is a non-human being.

"I'm naturally a mage, can't you see it?" asked arrogantly

He wore a mage's badge on his chest, and they all said that the bloodline also had good eyesight in the dark, could the legend be fake?

"You're definitely not a mage, no mage can be so calm when facing the blood clan alone at such a close distance, and you don't have the smell of a mage. ”

Although the expression on his face remained unchanged, Ao Zongheng was still quite surprised in his heart, so far, no mage had been able to see through his disguise, but now he was easily seen through by a blood clan.

Arrogant didn't speak, but the Bloodclan still had something to say, "The only ones who can face us so calmly are the Demon Hunters, and that's because they have long been deprived of their emotions and expressions. However, you don't have the costume of a demon hunter, nor do you smell of them. ”

"Do you only recognize humans by taste?" asked Aozhuo.

"Of course, all living things are my food, and food is certainly identified by taste. When the blood clan said this, he didn't bring any emotion, but it made the arrogance have an indescribable disgust.

"Who do you think I am, or do you think I'm your food?"

"I sense you're not a very good person to deal with, and I'm not short of food, so why did you come to me if I'm more interested?" the Bloodclan asked rhetorically.

Although he didn't like what he said just now, but after thinking about it, this is also the nature of creatures with foraging skills, in the eyes of people, what pigs, cows, sheep, horses, chickens, geese, ducks, aren't all food, who would consider the feelings of these beasts? Thinking of this, he didn't want to quarrel with the other party, "I came to ask, if the owner of this mine still wants to come back to mine, can you get along with them without interfering with each other?"

"It turns out that you are still the helper of the greedy and stupid humans, and although I am surprised that they can ask someone like you to help, I can answer you unequivocally - no way, I will kill anyone who tries to get close to my dwelling. ”

Arrogantly laughed, "I thought that with your age and high intelligence, you should understand that trading is a smarter thing to do."

"I'm still young!" the Bloodline looked really young, and he was thrilled that he had misjudged his age.

This can't be blamed for arrogance, it's the first time he's seen the Bloodline, and this Bloodline doesn't have a baby face and a head full of white hair, who knows how old he actually is.

But whether human or non-human, the younger ones are always easier to deal with than the older ones.

"Since you don't accept my terms, it seems that I can only choose to kill you. ”

"Kill me?" the Blood Clan scanned the surroundings again vigilantly when hearing this, and laughed and said, "Stupid human, pay the price for your arrogance!"

Before the words fell, the young bloodline had already pounced towards the arrogant horizon.

Good speed.

On the way here, Proud has learned about the fighting style and characteristics of the Bloodline.

The Bloodlines do not use weapons, their weapons are only one of their hands and a mouth.

The hand has finger claws, and the claw nails are the same length as the fingers, which can be used to pierce the armor.

The mouth has fangs, and the teeth are poisonous, and the devourer is helpless.

By the way, they are also said to be very strong, about three to five humans of the same size.

However, the most terrifying weapons of the blood clan are not these, but the elusive speed, which is said to be so fast that even the naked eye of humans can't catch up, how can this be resisted, even if the demon hunter wants to deal with the blood clan, it is necessary to use special methods to slow down the blood clan.

Fast, fierce, sharp, poisonous, no wonder everyone says that the blood clan kills people in a single moment, and even when you don't even know what is happening, you have lost your life.

It's no wonder that the leading mage turned around and left, going head-to-head with such an opponent, a mage who doesn't have a style of magic intent, no matter how strong his mana is, he has no chance.

There is no doubt that since arriving in the world of Proz, the blood clan in front of him is the fastest creature that Proud has ever seen.

Although there is still a gap from the rumors, Ao Zongheng believes that even if it is placed in Middle-earth, with this speed alone, this blood clan can already be called a master.

The distance of three zhang was reduced by him to less than three feet in the blink of an eye.

In the next moment, his claws should be able to cut off Austere's neck, or grab Austere's head and twist it again.

Sure enough, his claws had reached the edge of Ao's neck, and no one in heaven or on earth could stop him from grabbing Ao's neck.

No, what's going on?

The claws of the blood clan actually rubbed against the neck of the arrogant Zongheng, without even touching a single hair, and flew directly to the cave behind the arrogant Zongheng.

But his body was still three feet in front of him, hanging in the air. On the ground beneath him, there was another shoulder-length severed shoulder, and blood dripping from it.

With this weird picture, it was the terrible howl of the blood clan, it was really miserable, it was not the first time that Ao Zongheng had seen others drop their hands and feet, and he had never seen anyone scream as miserable as the blood clan in front of him.

This blood clan is really young, and he probably hasn't seen his blood fall yet, so he thinks so.

No matter how fast the blood clan is, it is the same thing in the eyes of Ao Zongheng, the reason why he let the other party get close to his three feet away is nothing more than to take a closer look.

He wanted to see how far the Blood's incredible healing and recovery ability could go, whether it could only heal wounds or grow flesh and bones.

So in addition to cutting off the other party's hands, he also cut a few cuts of different shades on his body.

Doesn't it sound cruel? But you treat people as food, what's wrong with me experimenting with you? Arrogance has no psychological burden at all.

In the same way, if one day pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, geese and ducks want to come to humans for experiments, Ao Zongheng doesn't feel that there is anything wrong.

"You, are you really a mage?" the howl ended with an exclamation, and the Bloodclan stared at Arrogant with disbelief, a little fear in his eyes besides surprise, but there was no look of pain in his eyes.

Arrogant didn't answer him, just looked intently at the wounds on his body.

The Bloodclan was talking, not paying attention to his wounds, but it didn't seem to affect his wound healing.

The fastest breath, the slowest three breaths, a few cuts on the blood clan's body healed, and no trace could be seen.

However, the severed arms seemed to be the same as before, at least they stared at it for a while, and they didn't notice any change. Ao Zongheng's heart moved slightly, and he lifted the severed arm on the ground to his shoulder, and sure enough, the situation immediately changed.

At the short mouth of the arm and the broken arm, the muscles that were originally static and different suddenly seemed to sense each other's existence, trembled wildly and moved closer to each other, and then fused tightly together. However, after two breaths, a broken arm was taken back like this, and there was no trace to be seen.

Only then did Ao Zongheng know in his heart that the healing and recovery of the blood clan of feelings can only heal wounds, and the severed limbs can be continued, and they cannot be reborn out of thin air.

Although this blood clan is young, it is not stupid, and at this time, it naturally understands what Arrogant is doing. It was the first time in his life that he had suffered such humiliation, and the anger in his heart could literally burn a few arrogant arrogances alive - if anger could really be turned into anger erupting.

But although he took back a hand, he was still eaten to death by the other party's strange spell, and he couldn't move.

Even so, he doesn't think that he has lost, on the contrary, he still has the certainty of killing the other party, at least successfully getting out. Because he still has his racial talent that he hasn't used, it's just that he can't use it in the state of a severed limb.

"Ahhh......h

He finally decided that even at a great cost, he would absolutely tear this hateful human to shreds.

Then, in his arrogant and surprised gaze, he suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist!