Deville couldn't help but stretch out his hand towards those pills, but when he was about to grab them, Chen Gong took his hand away, and those pills disappeared without a trace.

Deville was startled, and when he looked up, he saw Chen Gong looking at him with a slightly playful look.

Anderson next to him said with some dissatisfaction: "Deville, my friend, these pills are used in exchange for information, and your information hasn't been taken out yet, why did you come to get the pills." ”

Anderson was very angry at Deville's disrespect for his master, but Chen Gong confessed to him and asked him to treat Chen Gong as an ordinary business partner, so he never had a seizure.

Deville sniffed the fragrance remaining in the air fiercely, reluctantly took his eyes off Chen Gong's hand, his face showed a somewhat mocking look, and said with a smile: "Okay, if you want to see the information, then I'll let you see the information." Come out!"

From the room next to the parlor of the ancient castle, twelve blood clans came out one after another, and these twelve blood clans all had a powerful aura, and their strength was not below Deville.

Anderson's face changed drastically, and he stood up, looked at the twelve bloods, and said in disbelief: "Kakira, Burley, Anch, Sosby, ......"

Every time he pronounced a name, Anderson's face turned pale, these are the leaders of the thirteen clans of the ancient blood clan, they are all descendants of the blood clan, with extremely noble bloodlines, usually no one obeys anyone, today they all appeared in the castle of Deville, and it seems that they are all subordinate to Deville.

How is this possible!

Although Anderson's strength has improved greatly recently, the natural sense of awe for the Thirteen Clans made him feel a little breathless, and it was not until he saw that his master was still indifferent and calm, and his heart settled down a little.

"Deville, what do you mean by this? We came here to make a deal with you, and you actually brought the other thirteen clan leaders over, is it to hold a meeting of the Blood Council?" Anderson forced down the panic in his heart and asked Deville angrily.

"Shut up, you lowly bastard of the side lineage, your inflated strength has made you forget the glory of the noble thirteen lineage blood clan, you dare to be on an equal footing with me. Today is the day you will be judged for blaspheming your noble bloodline!" Deville yelled with a hideous face, changing his kindness and kindness.

Where did Anderson still not understand that he had fallen into the trap set by Deville, thirteen descendant blood clans, thirteen marquis-level powerful blood clans, even if he had great confidence in Chen Gong, but he still didn't think that his master could retreat safely under such a powerful force, not to mention that the leaders of the thirteen clans had already come, wouldn't their elite subordinates still rush over to help in the battle?

Although Anderson was a cunning old fox, once he swore an oath of loyalty to Chen Gong, he would never betray his oath, so while he was angry and afraid, he thought about how to let Chen Gong, the master, retreat.

"Master, you go quickly, I'll resist here!" Anderson couldn't care about Chen Gong's explanation in advance, and stepped forward to face the powerful momentum of the thirteen blood marquises, once he made the decision to fight to the death, Anderson instead drove away the fear in his heart, and his body exuded a strong fighting intent.

"Master, you actually recognize a human being as your master? Even if he is a mysterious oriental monk, this is an unforgivable crime! Don't let any of you want to leave today, the elixir must stay, and the people must stay!" Deville said coldly.

At this time, outside the ancient castle, hundreds of blood earls had already surrounded the meeting room of the ancient castle, in Deville's opinion, no matter how powerful Chen Gong was, he didn't want to escape from this net, not to mention that there was a grand duke-level ancestor on his side.

"Thirteen blood clan lineage?, interesting, the energy on the body seems to be more pure. Anderson, let's get out, this castle looks good, it would be a shame to destroy it. Chen Gong said lightly with an impassive expression, he was very satisfied with Anderson's performance now, stepped forward and grabbed Anderson's shoulder, and with a few slow and fast steps, he actually came to the door of the living room, where there were at least ten or more Blood Clan Counts guarding there.

"Stop them, don't let them run!" Deville yelled angrily, he didn't expect this Eastern monk to have such a fast speed, and he was not under the Bloods who were good at speed.

The dozen or so Blood Clan Earls received Deville's order and immediately surrounded them, Chen Gong's eyes flashed with coldness, and he shouted: "Get out!"

That voice was full of Chen Gong's true yuan power, which was naturally nothing to the masters of the Yuan Infant Stage, but for these dozen or so little Blood Clan Counts, who were equivalent to the small characters in the later stage of foundation building, this explosion made their heads feel an abrupt and sharp stinging pain, and they held their heads one by one, retreating in horror, and Chen Gong pulled Anderson to break through and came to the mid-air outside the ancient castle.

Deville and the others chased after them, they were shocked that Chen Gong could force back more than a dozen earl-level blood clan elites at a time, but when they saw that these counts had not lost their combat effectiveness, but were only temporarily a little mentally confused, their hearts immediately settled down, it seemed that this was the magical spell of the Eastern Monk, but it was not lethal.

Although the Grand Duke Clive of the Blood Clan was well hidden, how could he escape Chen Gong's spiritual sense, so he was not in a hurry to do it now, and he was ready to play with these Blood Clans, just as a warm-up before the battle with the Blue Wind Legion.

Soon, Chen Gong and Anderson in mid-air were already surrounded by dense blood clans, and the hundreds of kilometers around the manor had been cleared by Deville, and no one would interfere even if there was a big movement here.

Chen Gong stretched out his hand and patted Anderson's shoulder, and said lightly: "Go and have a good time with them." ”

A majestic True Yuan Force poured into Anderson's body, where could his meridians that had just been cultivated for a short time be able to withstand the influx of such a huge amount of True Yuan Power, and soon his whole body had a feeling that he was about to be burst, if he didn't use the hair method to pour out these True Yuan Forces, he was afraid that Anderson would explode and die.

"Ahh

Crackling!

A Marquis of the Blood Clan, who was at the front, was caught off guard and was slashed.

"Ahh

Then, many of the Blood Clans who were stopped by Anderson's suddenly exposed hand watched as the Blood Marquis fell headlong and fell straight to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Winster! Winster of Cappadocia can't even resist a single blow, is this—Is this a magical oriental technique?" someone among the Marquis of the Blood Clan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Rush forward, don't give him a chance to cast his magic again!" Deville was also frightened, but he hurriedly shouted at the thought of his ancestor.

Boom! Boom!

The true element power in Anderson's body was surging and violent, forcing Anderson to speed up the spell casting, and the white thunder pillars continued to bombard down, although it was not as thick as the first one just now, but it seemed much denser.

If this simple thunder technique is performed by Chen Gong, I am afraid that it will fall into the purple fire heavenly thunder, and it will hit the body of the blood clan marquis just now, and it is estimated that there will not even be half a scum left.

However, Anderson used it, and it was enough to deal with these blood marquis who were only equivalent to the Yudan period and the blood earl who were equivalent to the foundation building period.

However, in the ancient castle of the blood clan, there was a violent aura of a powerful high-ranking blood clan, and under the stimulation of this breath, the fear of thunder in the hearts of the blood clan was dispelled, and they became fearless of death, and attacked Anderson one after another.

Anderson was no longer the novice who was experimenting with spells on a yacht, and as soon as the spell in his hand changed, the dense thunder pillars laid layer after layer of power grids around him and Chen Gong, blocking the attacks of these bloods.

But after all, the blood clan is known for its speed and physical strength, and the number of thunder pillars has increased, which means that the power is dispersed, and the blood clan has endured lightning strikes from the sky, with the viscount and baron as the cannon fodder of the pioneers, constantly consuming Anderson's defensive strength, and then the counts are waiting for the opportunity to break in and approach Anderson's side, creating an opportunity for the marquis to complete the final blow.

I can't see that these blood clans are quite orderly in fighting. Chen Gong watched coldly from the side, as if all this in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Now Chen Gong's mind is basically on the body of the powerful blood clan hidden in the ancient castle, although the other party's aura is very strong, almost close to the strength of the late Yuan Infant cultivator, but in Chen Gong's eyes, it is nothing, even a veteran Yuan Infant cultivator like Qing Xuan Zhenren can be seriously injured, and this blood clan will not be his opponent.

It's just that in the depths of that blood clan's breath, Chen Gong felt a breath of water system Yuan Force, which seemed to be a very powerful magic weapon, but the spiritual power fluctuations were a little obscure, looming, and people couldn't grasp it accurately.

Soon, Anderson's defensive power grid was breached, and the violent True Yuan Force in his body had calmed down a little, but it still held him up very uncomfortable, just relying on melee combat to vent well.

In the past few months, Anderson has been practicing the cultivation techniques taught by Chen Gong every day, and the True Yuan Power has nourished his meridians and body, making his body several times stronger than that of ordinary Blood Clan Marquis, and with the powerful power brought by the True Yuan Power imported by Chen Gong in his body, he has become an out-and-out melee machine in the blood clan that surrounds him.

The sharp claws with a faint white glow easily slashed the neck of an earl, blood splattered, and the Blood Earl, who was incomparably powerful in the eyes of the world, could not even block Anderson's blow.