Chapter 103: The Turan Blood Dragon Clan

In an instant, a wonderful feeling appeared in Feng Yi's heart, and the Netherworld Evil Blade seemed to have become a part of his body at this moment, the huge evil aura and energy were like the blood flowing in his blood, as if it had originally existed in his body, the kind of momentum that dominated the world, who matched him, made his blood boil in an instant.

"Devouring the Heavens and Destroying the Earth!" Feng Yi let out a long roar, and the Netherworld Blade slashed through the sky, and the blade shadows struck all around as if destroying the heavens and the earth. In front of him, the evil man with black hair flying and smiling proudly appeared again.

The eighth-level undead Xuan Netherworld Corpse God and Skeleton King directly turned into ashes, and there was no scum left.

It seems that the soul is blessed, Feng Yi only felt a spirit in his body, and his magic power soared, but he didn't have a mouth to vent, and it just kept accumulating in his body.

Suddenly, Feng Yi roared wildly, and the pitch-black magic power on his body suddenly appeared and exploded, and four pairs of black wings instantly appeared behind him, and the two lines on his concealed forehead also emitted a turquoise glow, at this time he had black hair flying, holding the Netherworld Blade, and his dark eyes were like a hole in the universe, just like the mysterious man, the former owner of the Netherworld Blade.

Liu Yanyun and Fei'er looked up at Feng Yi in mid-air like a demon god in a daze, and they were stupid!

I don't know when, the Netherworld Blade in Feng Yi's hand disappeared silently in his hand, but he was still immersed in the feeling of being proud of the sky just now and couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, Feng Yi came to his senses and landed on the ground, looked at the four pairs of demon wings behind him, and unknowingly broke through to the eight-winged green devil realm, the feeling just now was really cool.

"Blood knows no bounds, see the master. Long Pian said in a trembling voice.

Feng Yi couldn't help but be stunned, why did this woman who could summon an eighth-level undead at will call her master? Moreover, the Sky Devouring Soul Slash he sent out just now to target her didn't hurt her, which was very strange and made him confused.

Long Pianpian seemed to sense something, the blood on his body flashed, and a blood-red arrogant man who was close to the entity came out of Long Pianpian's body, but Long Pianpian was weak and unconscious on the ground.

Feng Yi suddenly understood that this powerful Yin Spirit called Boundless Blood had occupied this girl's body, but what did this Yin Spirit have to do with him, or did it have anything to do with the owner of the Nether Evil Blade?

At this time, Fei'er rushed over, curiously pulled the four pairs of demon wings behind Feng Yi, slapped him with a pink fist, and said coquettishly: "Okay, you big devil, you have deceived me for so long." ”

Feng Yi's heart moved, and the four pairs of demon wings withdrew into his body, but the two turquoise lines on his forehead still proved his identity as an eight-winged green devil. He smiled and withstood Fei'er's punch, but he threw the blood aside, and no longer asked, to be honest, Fei'er didn't care about his demon identity at all, which still surprised him a little, but just now the blood Wuya said that she was a member of the Aoki family who had been hidden for tens of thousands of years, but he didn't know what kind of power this Aoki family was, and it could be passed down for tens of thousands of years, and it would definitely not be a simple character.

Liu Yanyun glanced at Feng Yi with complicated eyes, and then returned to Gujing Wubo's expression, she walked up to the unconscious Long Pianpian, poured a turquoise pill and fed her to take, and then sat quietly and closed her eyes.

Feng Yi took Fei'er's little hand, hugged her little waist and kissed her lightly on the corner of her lips.

Fei'er's pretty face flushed, she didn't expect Feng Yi to be so bold, but the corners of her mouth were filled with a shy smile that couldn't be concealed.

At this time, Feng Yi looked at the blood that was still crawling, and asked lightly, "Who are you, why do you call me master?"

"My name is Blood Boundless, the Turanian Blood Dragons, and whoever wields the Netherworld Blade is my master. "There is no end to blood.

Turan Blood Dragon Clan! Feng Yi and Fei'er were shocked in their hearts.

"Do you know the former owner of this Nether Blade?" Feng Yi asked.

"I don't know, I don't have many memories left, I don't have this impression, but I know that the one who wields the Nether Blood Blade must be my master. Blood Wuya shook his head, his tone was very firm, and he saw his palms closed, and a stream of blood shot towards Feng Yi's forehead.

With the strength of Bloodless, Feng Yi didn't have time to dodge at all, and he felt that a wonderful connection had been established with Bloodless, as if his life and death were only between his thoughts.

"Dragon Contract!" But it was Long Pianpian, who had just woken up, who happened to see this scene, and couldn't help but exclaim, his beautiful eyes widened.

Dragons are extremely arrogant and intelligent creatures, they have a perverted ability to control magic, and their bodies are also strong and perverted. And the ancient dragon clan is much more powerful than the current East China Sea dragon clan, and the blood dragon clan is the emperor of the ancient dragon clan, if they want to make them voluntarily sign the dragon clan master and servant contract, no one in the world can do it.

"Where are the ruins of the ancient dragons of Turan in the Death Jedi?" Fei'er asked, taking the opportunity.

Bloodless was stunned and said, "Isn't the Death Jedi the remnants of the Turanian Dragon Clan?"

"So, isn't there anything specific?" Fei'er asked.

Bloody Wuya thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Death Jedi I have the final say, I have been here for countless years, and I never know what remains of the Turanian Dragon Clan. ”

Feng Yi took out the purple phantom yang crystal and said, "It is said that the magic array sealed inside is the key to open the treasure of the ancient dragon clan of Tulan, you can come and take a look." ”

Blood Wuya glanced at it, his face couldn't help but change, and said, "Is this the key to that place?"

"Where is it?" Feng Yi asked, subconsciously feeling as if they were caught up in a conspiracy.

"The Holy Spirit Cave in the Jedi of Death. "There is no end to blood.

"What kind of place is that. Feng Yi asked.

"I don't know. Bloodless shook his head.

Feng Yi suddenly thought of something, and told them the road map given to them by the seventh day of the first month.

"That's right, that's the route to the Holy Spirit Grotto. Blood Boundless affirmed.

Feng Yi and Fei'er glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched, okay, you are the first seven seven, and you turned out to be the idea of playing this purple phantom yang crystal, but they strayed into that space, how did she know that they had purple phantom yang crystals on them? All this seems to be a mystery hidden under layers of mist.

Feng Yi asked Blood Wuyan if he knew the space where they were staying in the first seven of the Death Jedi, he shook his head and said that he didn't know, and asked him if he knew the Tianyan Ancient Tree, but his expression changed drastically.

"There is still the existence of the Tianyan Ancient Tree in this world, haven't they all been destroyed?" muttered Bloodless.

"What exactly is the Tianyan Ancient Tree?" Fei'er couldn't help but ask.

"A spiritual tree that can communicate heaven and earth, has existed in the world since the beginning of chaos. The answer was Liu Yanyun, who had opened his eyes.

(Okay, I still owe a 4,000-word chapter, which was originally going to be put on the shelves today, but it would be against Heaven's promise not to make up for it, so it was postponed to Friday, and the 10,000-word public chapter will be updated before it is put on the shelves. )