Sitting alone in the bedroom, Zhou Jian took out the "Lu Ling Sutra" and laid it flat on the g, although he was already familiar with the record of blood parasitism in this book, but when he was practicing, he would still look at the "Book of the Dead", because he always felt that there was some kind of magic in this book written by Lìlì himself, which could resonate with his blood. [Latest chapter reading.]

According to the records of the "Bible of the Dead", Zhou Jian continued to condense the power of blood in the "body", and now Tongjian has cultivated "Blood Shadow**" to the second level, but he only barely meets the requirements of the "Bible of the Dead".

Zhou Jian stretched out his right hand, and the light of blood burst out from the palm of his hand, and the entire cabin was reflected in red, as if he was holding a red sun in Zhou Jian's palm.

Then Zhou Jian bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of essence blood was squeezed out by him, turning into a bloodshot like a curling red smoke and blending into the blood light.

After a while, the blood light gradually solidified and contracted, and it turned into a red blood essence the size of a bean grain, which looked like a brilliant ruby.

It worked!

Zhou Jian was overjoyed in his heart, this was the first parasitic blood essence he had made, and judging from the current situation, he could probably make three or four more.

He rested for a while, waited for the blood power to slowly recover, and then began to make a second parasitic blood essence......

Three days later, Kura Island in the Atlantic Ocean was a small island in the Atlantic Ocean with an area of more than 10 square kilometers and located in the tropics, and this island was nearly 100 nautical miles away from the mainland and belonged to a war-torn country in Africa.

The island was bought by the Earl of Burnley. The long lifespan of the nobles of the Bloodline, coupled with the resources within the Bloodline, can easily amass a huge amount of wealth, and buying an island is not a big deal.

This island is usually used for vacations, and occasionally it is used as a meeting place when some large gatherings of the Blood Clan are held, after all, the Blood Clan belongs to the dark world, and it is too ostentatious to gather in public.

On the island, there is a castle-like building, Lou style, with a façade made entirely of rock, which looks very grand.

In this castle, the hall on the first floor was bustling with hundreds of blood clansmen, all of whom were dressed in luxurious dresses and dressed brightly.

Although the Blood Clan has a violent and bloody element in their bones, they have always attached importance to dress and etiquette in appearance. But today, although they were dressed like this, they were not for a party, but for an important meeting within the clan.

The participants were all elites of the Blood Clan, including almost all of the Blood Clans, as well as some of the Heavenly Rank masters of the non-royal clans.

Anne, Keller was naturally in the middle of the hall, and there were four other Bloodline Councillors around her.

The last trip to the tomb caused the Blood Clan to lose six councillors, including Speaker Richard, and then Zhou Jian killed two more Clan councillors in a row, resulting in only four of the original twelve councillors of the Blood, plus the new councillors Anne and Keller, there are only five at present.

Among the five people, Anne, Keller is naturally the worst, but she has a special status, because in the eyes of others, she is the spokesperson of the ancestor of the mysterious blood clan, so even if the Earl of Burnley sees Anne, Keller has to give three points.

The house was silent, and no one spoke, Burnley and Pierre, who had just come down from the cross, had been sentenced to twelve days to be crucified by Zhou Jian for their respective crimes.

This is really a painful criminal law, for the blood clan, blood is equal to life, so when they are crucified, they must use restoration techniques to heal the wound and stop the bleeding from the wound, and at the end of the sentence, the nail has to be pulled out of the wound that has healed, and the pain can be imagined.

Because they had served their sentences on the cross for too long, Burnley and Pierre both had pale faces, and they were full of fear of Zhou Jian at this time, in their eyes, Zhou Jian was undoubtedly a vicious and murderous old demon of the blood clan. They thought that they could survive and they had to be glad that they were carrying the blood clan royal bloodline, but it was estimated that if the blood clan blood was withering now and the royal family was getting smaller and smaller, they would probably have to go to the footsteps of Baseri and Edward, and be directly burned to charcoal by the fire dragon released by Zhou Jian.

The whole hall was quiet, and the occasional conversation also lowered the voice, and after about a quarter of an hour, all the blood clans present felt a huge breath suddenly sweeping the whole audience, under the influence of this breath, they felt that the blood in their bodies seemed to be about to burn, and the beating of their hearts was also traction, this feeling was very uncomfortable, as if an invisible hand was inserted into their xiōng chests, choking their hearts, as long as the owner of that hand exerted a little force, the heart seemed to stop。

Ancestors?

This was an instant thought in the hearts of everyone present, but the last time he saw this mysterious ancestor, he clearly didn't have such a terrifying aura.

Everyone's speculation was quickly confirmed, and after a few breaths, Zhou Jian, who was wearing a black sè windbreaker, appeared at the door, and at that moment, all the blood clans present really felt that kind of fearful oppression from him, which was the oppressive force from the depths of the bloodline, which made people worship out of thin air, and couldn't resist!

This is the will that lìlì silk left in their bloodline when they created the blood clan.

The first generation of vampires was originally human, and later lìlì used the Ring of Miracles as a medium to implant a little bit of her own essence blood into the body of those people, so that the first batch of vampires were created, these vampires were the servants she created, and naturally they would worship the blood of lìlì.

The last time Zhou Jian came to the UK, he used a clone that only carried a very small amount of blood, but this time, Zhou Jian used the deity to get here, and the oppressive force generated was naturally incomparable.

Zhou Jian strode towards the center of the hall, the venue of hundreds of people was silent, and sweat was already dripping on the foreheads of some of the weak blood clans, and it was not easy for them to stand at this time.

Zhou Jian walked straight to the first seat and sat down, and then said, "Sit down." ”

As Zhou Jian finished speaking, the blood clans in the hall only felt that the powerful momentum that had been pressing on them suddenly converged a lot, and they no longer felt like they were in a blood pool hell like just now.

This is Zhou Jian's deliberate reining of the aura on his body, and all his aura just now was just to deter everyone present and establish his absolute authority.

Some of the Bloods quietly wiped the sweat from their foreheads and sat in their seats, gasping for air.

Burnley was also shocked, because of the pressure of the momentum just now, his face looked even paler.

If he still had a little resentment towards this ancestor of the blood clan who suddenly appeared and punished him for being crucified for twelve days, then now he didn't even dare to give birth to resentful thoughts, this ancestor's strength was so strong that he couldn't resist at all, not to mention that he also had the ability to read memories by tasting blood.

It's really a terrifying bloodline, could it be that he still hid his strength when he appeared last time? Thinking of this, Burnley was even more afraid of Zhou Jian in his heart.

At this time, Zhou Jian slowly spoke: "It's a pleasure to meet you, I think, everyone should know me, you can call me Blood Shadow." Zhou Jian randomly took two words in the name of the "Blood Shadow**" exercise as his name, and from now on, he will maintain this virtual identity to control the blood clan.

"Alright, let's start the meeting. Zhou Jian didn't bother to say anything about the scene, and got straight to the point, "I want to know, are there any clansmen among you who have the strength to reach GC or above?"

Zhou Jian knew very well that the six councilors of the blood clan who died in the ancient tomb were all the strength of Wang to OP, which could be described as the elite of the blood clan, and the strength of the remaining four old councilors was only from A2 to GC

In between, this kind of strength is killed in seconds in front of Zhou Jian, which is really not worth mentioning.

In fact, this is understandable, after all, the profession of parliamentarian is used to discuss things and make major decisions no matter where it is.

Of course, there is also a prerequisite, the councillor must be a blood royal family.

However, in the Blood Clan, although everything is respected by blood, the average strength of the members of the royal family is indeed much stronger than that of the civilian blood clan, but there are always exceptions.

Because personal strength is not only affected by bloodline, but also by opportunities, personal diligence, enlightenment and other factors, although some civilian blood clans are not pure, but Wu xìng is extremely high, coupled with their own diligence, it is likely that their strength greatly exceeds that of the blood clan, and don't forget, the number of civilian blood clans is much more than that of the royal clan.

After Zhou Jian spoke, the people present didn't understand what this ancestor was going to do, and soon, several people walked out of the crowd one after another.

Zhou Jian glanced at the people who stood up, six men and two women, one of them was a tall and a half man and a fat man who were still members of the royal family, and the remaining six were all ordinary blood clans.

Zhou Jian is quite satisfied with this number, the blood clans who came to the meeting this time are mainly from Europe, so in this way, the Americas and Asia should also be able to make up a few more masters.

"Report your strength!" Zhou Jian pointed to the fat man on the far left of the eight people and said, "Start with you." ”

"Yes, Lord Bloodshadow, my name is Andrew, a member of the royal family, GC level"

Zhou Jian waved his hand and said, "Next, be concise, and directly talk about the level." ”

He was going to pick a few of the strongest from all the bloods, and then give them parasitic blood essences, and they would slowly cultivate them. ！。