Blood Creek was thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of him, staring at the man with wary eyes.

And the man didn't seem to pay attention to Bloodstream's vigilance. Just walked slowly in front of Blood Creek. The ethereal voice repeated.

"Do you want to do it again?"

The man kept repeating. But this time it's different. I saw that his left hand was turned up, his index finger was lightly raised, and the blood-colored bracelet on Xuexi's wrist had already begun to rotate continuously.

Xuexi knew that the rotation of his blood-colored bracelet was not his own command, but the other party's command. I was already amazed at the moment. You must know that it is absolutely impossible for someone to control the weapon of a contract priest at will, not to mention that the bracelet of Blood Creek is called the Bloodthirsty Ring, which is a first-class artifact, and the strength of Blood Creek is as high as the ninth order. Now the person in front of him can control a god-level weapon of a ninth-order absolute powerhouse so easily. It can only be shown that the strength of the person in front of him is absolutely immeasurable.

Bloodstream wasn't a fool to see this happening in front of him. It is already clear that the person in front of him is definitely not something he can fight against. Immediately, there is no longer any superfluous action.

Slowly standing up straight, the hand wearing the bloodthirsty ring was slightly raised above his head. Signal that the man himself will not do anything more.

The man saw that Bloodstream had signaled to him to stop. It is not entangled, the index finger is slowly lowered, and the left hand that is turned up also regains its natural sagging.

"Who are you?" Bloodstream didn't know how many times he had looked at the person in front of him.

"I am God. God Emperor, burial. The man replied softly.

Bloodstream frowned slightly when he heard this. In fact, the question he asked just now didn't even think that the person in front of him would answer it. I asked that just now, just because the strength of the person in front of me is so strong than myself, but he didn't kill him directly, there must be something, such a question is just to open a topic, so that the person in front of him has something to say.

At this time, when he heard this person's answer, Xuexi was a little confused. After all, he didn't know about the funeral.

Shen?Xuexi secretly scolded in his heart that the person in front of him was either a madman, or he was too strong and forgot himself, to put it mildly, this kid was floating. God, return the god emperor, and a hundred people in the blood stream do not believe.

"You don't have to ask, just do what I say, and you'll be left with this life. Seeing that Xuexi didn't speak, Fusheng said again.

Although Xuexi was already very clear about this person's strength in his heart, after all, he was a powerhouse of the ninth order, and he was still the master of one of the seven sects of the evil sect, and in the face of such an arrogant threat in front of him, he was naturally subconsciously displeased.

"Do you know where this is?" Bloodstream asked.

"Ghost Domain, Evil Sect. "The funeral replied.

Xuexi chuckled when he heard this, and there was a slight mockery in his smile: "Since you know, you dare to say such things here." You can kill me, I admit it. But after all, I have the strength of the ninth order, and I still have the ability to turn my head and escape from this house and make a big noise. Xuexi slowly paused and looked at the funeral: "Can you kill me, and you can also kill Lord Evil Venerable, Li Yifan?"

Xuexi deliberately emphasized Li Yifan's name. This name can now be said to be absolutely thunderous in the entire Gods and Demons Continent, and it is synonymous with the peak powerhouse. And Xuexi's words just want to use this name to deter the dead life. To put it bluntly, he is telling the funeral life: Boy, you give me some respect, Lao Tzu also has a backstage.

But what he didn't expect was that when he heard this, instead of being suppressed, he smiled and said, "I can kill you and escape." Do you think Li Yifan will track me down and kill me for you? Besides, there is no estrangement between you? Besides, ......" Fu Sheng's voice suddenly became very deep: "Do you think Li Yifan, he can kill the God Emperor?"

Xuexi listened to these words, and his brows became more and more furrowed. It's not because the people in front of him said that Li Yifan couldn't kill him, Xuexi knew that the strength of this guy who claimed to be the God Emperor might not really be below Li Yifan. But he really couldn't imagine how strong the people who could defeat Li Yifan on their own in the world today.

And what really shocked Bloodstream was the first half of the sentence. How did he know that there was a gap between him and Li Yifan? I'm afraid that even the people of the Ghost Domain were not very clear about this matter, let alone people outside the Ghost Domain. Could it be that this person in front of him is a disciple of the Evil Sect? But apart from Li Yifan, the Evil Sect really has such a powerful existence......?

The funeral student looked at the blood stream for a long time: "Am I right?"

"What exactly are you going to do?" Bloodstream asked slowly.

"Actually, it's nothing. I did. You just have to do what I say and you will live. ”

Hearing this, Xuexi was still inevitably unhappy, and it was reasonable to be reasonable, but his face did not allow it. He replied, "You say it first, and then I'll think about whether to do it." ”

"It seems...... The master of the blood stream is still not very sensible. The ethereal voice of the dead came out of the black cloak again, and as he spoke, his left hand had been turned up again, and his index finger was slightly raised again.

Blood Creek didn't have time to react, but the bloodthirsty ring he was wearing on his wrist suddenly became bloody. Two red blood holes had appeared behind Blood Creek.

The moment the two red blood holes appeared behind him, Blood Creek suddenly felt that he was feeling weak all over his body, and suddenly fell to his knees. Subconsciously checked, more than half of the power of his blood contract had been absorbed. Gritting his teeth and looking up at the funeral life, he couldn't imagine that one day he would be sucked out of the power of the blood contract by his own mark!

"This time it's just some blood pact. What's next time...... You know better than I do, right?" said the funeral as he slowly walked over to the bed in Bloodstream and sat down.

Of course, Blood Creek knew what the next time would be, and turned his head slightly to glance at the two blood-colored light holes that overlapped behind him. This time it was absorbed the power of the blood contract, I'm afraid that next time, it will be my own essence blood that will be absorbed! Once that thing is absorbed, I'm afraid that no matter how strong I am, I will die on the ground.

At that moment, Xuexi could no longer think about how the guy who called himself the "God Emperor" in front of him could control his weapons so casually, and even skillfully use his own mark. A burst of weakness in his body made Xuexi kneel on the ground and couldn't get up for a while, so he had to raise his eyes to look at the dead life.

The funeral seemed to notice the gaze of the blood stream and asked, "This time...... Can you think about it before you let me talk about it?"

At this time, the words spoken by the dead were like a kind of discussion between friends, but there was not the slightest tone or emotion in the language. A negotiable word, used in such a way, has clearly turned into a threat in an instant.

Xuexi knew that at this time, if he had to die to save face like just now, I am afraid that he would really die to save face......!

"Wouldn't it be nice to do this earlier?" said Fu Sheng and added, "There have been some accidents in the HRE Empire today. Located on the border of the HRE Empire, a village called the Twin Souls Village suddenly collapsed. An ancient ruin has emerged below the village. ”

"What ?......" Xuexi was a little surprised, this incident had just happened, and the Dripping Blood Stream was not like the Changshengmen Sect that had a strong understanding of the outside world, so Xuexi didn't know. At this time, I was surprised to hear this, but I didn't know what I meant by this.

Fu Sheng didn't say anything, but took out something else from his black robe.

Bloodstream looked at it, it was a book with a red cover.

"Look at this. The Dead said, tossing the book to Bloodstream.

The book fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and Blood Creek was still a little weak at this time because of the sudden loss of most of the blood contract power, so he couldn't catch it, but immediately picked up the book and looked at it.

At this glance, Xuexi suddenly raised his head: "Who are you!?"

"I said it. I am the God-Emperor. My name is Funeral Death. "The voice of the dead is still ethereal.

Bloodstream was so surprised, naturally because of this book.

The book doesn't have a name on the cover. But Xuexi knew it, and the book was called Dripping Blood, and he had only seen it once. It records all kinds of ancient secret methods that have been lost and extremely difficult to cultivate, as well as some ancient histories that have been forgotten by the world.

Although this drop of blood has only been seen once, it has been painful for a long time.

The blood record can be said to be the heirloom of the blood stream. The only people who really know this book are the successive masters of the bloodstream. Even the Quasi-Sect Masters of the Blood Stream of the Past Dynasties, and even the Evil Venerables of the Past Dynasties, were unaware of the existence of this Blood Drop Record. Only after the change of the previous door masters of the blood stream is completely completed, will the old door master tell the new door master about the existence of this book. And I hope that the new sect master can have the ability to successfully cultivate the ancient secret method of the blood stream and unify the evil sect. Dripping blood has always been the most ambitious sect in the evil sect.

Since he was a child, Xuexi has been taught by the head of the blood stream because of his talent. At the age of fifteen, he mastered all the existing fighting methods and combat techniques of the Dripping Blood Stream. He is known as the most promising disciple of the Blood Stream over the years. The previous sect master of the Dripping Blood Stream was extremely hopeful that the Blood Creek could successfully learn some of the secret methods in the Dripping Blood Record in order to achieve the ambition of the Dripping Blood Stream to unify the evil sect.

I don't know how many times it has been played by God. On the second day after Xuexi succeeded the new leader of the Dripping Blood Stream, Xuexi, who was just about to start his cultivation, suddenly found that the Dripping Blood Stream, which had been passed down through the generations and had been handed down to this day, was gone! Or rather, it had been stolen! But the entire Dripping Blood Stream, and even the entire Evil Sect, should only be himself and the deceased old sect master!

It is precisely because of the occurrence of such an incident that Blood Creek's strength has been under the fire demon for so many years, and it is even more because of the loss of the blood record that Blood Creek has been haunted by this matter for a long time.

At this time, the blood stream said goodbye to the blood record, but it was taken out by the dead life. In addition, just now, the dead were able to manipulate their own weapons so skillfully to activate their own markers. Blood Creek couldn't help but wonder if the burial would have been a person in the blood stream before, but it wasn't right to think about it carefully. There is absolutely no one as powerful as the Bloodstream, otherwise if there is a Death, he will never be able to sit in the position of the master of the Bloodstream.

Xuexi didn't know if it was an excitement or a resentment, and he just raised his head and stared at the funeral at the moment......