Generally speaking, the Blood Clan still hopes that the Yufei Planet will maintain a stable situation. As a result, the national framework of humanity has been maintained, and law continues to play its role in maintaining social order.

A stable planet of blood servants is far better than a land of war in turmoil - this is the consensus of the thirteen branches of the blood clan. The personal hunting carried out on the planet Yu Fei due to his murderous nature has long been completely banned, but there are always those who cross the line in defiance of the rules. In return, they were all punished accordingly.

Killings within the permissible range are often carried out by the Blood Knights. Their status is higher than that of ordinary blood clans, and they specialize in punishment. Once a blood servant reports a rebellion, the blood knight team will rush from the blood plane to the planet Yufei and harvest mercilessly.

The strength of the Blood Knight is basically in the [Ranger] realm, and it is divided into nine levels. In the Blood Enlightenment Plane, [Ranger] is the lowest level in the division of the strength realm, but in the human world, it is enough to crush the God of War level martial artists.

The 80 million Blood Servants are like the hands and eyes of the Blood Clan, firmly monitoring the entire Yufei Planet. In many cases, the slightest movement of the rebels will immediately attract the pursuit of the rebels, precisely because the timely notification of the blood servants is in effect.

For the rebels, it is not terrible to be betrayed by their kind, but it is terrible that 80 million blood servants cannot be guarded against. Not all Blood Servants felt that it was honorable enough to join the Blood Clan, and more than two-thirds of them chose to hide their identities and live in ordinary countries around the world like some of the Scarlet Clan. Only when necessary, will they show their hideous side.

Lei Luo didn't think he could fight the world above him on his own right now. So he had to keep his identity in disguise to guard against the ubiquitous Blood Servants.

Synthesize the memories of little Inbass. to analyse the current situation and then draw conclusions - such a process is always boring. But Lei Luo seemed to be patient.

Driven by a special hand of fate, he started in the mines. By the end of the Eternal Night Battlefield, it was just in time for the planet Yu Fei to turn a page of history, leaving no traces.

This time, it has to be different.

At midnight, Ray Lo opened his eyes in the darkness. The ability to maintain perception at all times silently expands the field and completely covers the main house.

One, two, three......

Different rooms, a total of forty-nine bright red human silhouettes, appeared in Lei Luo's telekinetic vision. The housekeeper's qi and blood surge is the most vigorous and intense, and the longer the contact time. The more Lei Luo felt that she seemed to be hiding her strength, not just a third-level general, but she couldn't figure out what means she used.

At this moment, the attribute bar looks very neat: "Strength 10, Agility 10, Constitution 10, Intelligence 10, Potential 1100%." "The part of the bonus brought by the "Advanced Agility" construct on his back did not disappear with the destruction of his original body, which puzzled Lei Luo.

The skill bar has been significantly changed. It is divided into main and secondary columns, and a number of faded names are displayed on the secondary columns:

"Skill: D-level Secret Method [Combat Technique]丨Cultivation: Creation (100%)"

"Skill: D-rank Secret Method [Azure Rock Armor]丨Cultivation: Creation (100%)"

"Skill: D-level Secret Method [Living Perception]丨Cultivation: Creation (100%)"

"Skill: Yellow Order Demon Technique [Soul Killing Knife]丨Cultivation: Creation (100%)"

"Skill: Xuan-level Hexology [Corpse Control]丨Cultivation: Mastery (9%)"

Above the perfection level, there is indeed another level, and it is also the highest level of cultivation - Creation!

Ordinary - proficient - perfect - creation. Practicing the secret method of the creation level, just like practicing the martial art of the mastery level, has reached the limit of improvement. The time that Lei Luo spent in the hospital after crossing over was not in vain. If you are not afraid of being greedy, you can't chew it out. He even had the idea of going into the morgue to practice and control the corpse. And the existence of the natal chakra brought great help to the cultivation of the Soldier Technique and the Azure Azure Rock Armor, and the cold breath of death was once urged. All resistance is easily solved, and there is no stagnation at all.

Lei Luo found that the Dark Wheel could directly increase the cultivation speed. I was ecstatic when I didn't have to invest my potential in accelerating it in the future. But when I saw the display words on the main bar of the skill, I couldn't relax it anyway.

"Death's Door Secret Martial Arts: [Hell's Wheel Transformation Divine Skill]丨First Layer: [Lunar Eclipse]"

"The second layer of secret methods to be selected: [Interceptor], [Huangquan Step]. Cultivation requirements: Strength, agility, physique, and intelligence of 20 are required. ”

The fact that the Divine Skill of the Divine Wheel cannot be included in the "Cultivation Degree" system means that it is perfect enough in itself and does not need to evolve again. In the cultivation level up and down, each time you reach one layer, two secret methods will appear, and at the same time, choosing one of the two will also change the overall route of the Spiritual Transformation. At the beginning, Invincible Tirelo made a choice on the first layer, and in the future, he could only rely on himself.

All four attributes are up to 20, which is twice as high as now. At that time, the comprehensive strength also happened to reach the level of a first-class god of war.

The first and second layers of the Spiritual Wheel Transformation Divine Skill have such a big difference in the hardware requirements for cultivators. Only then did Lei Luo truly realize how terrifying it was to cultivate to the eighth layer of invincibility.

Slipping out of the bedroom, Relo bypassed the personal guards of the Imbas family, who were patrolling the perimeter of the manor, and disappeared into the night.

The Wolves are based in the heart of Lille City, the most famous red-light district, and passers-by are often smoky with the smell of alcohol and fat before they even get close.

At this moment, the nightlife has just begun, and in the tide of tourists in the streets of the red light district, all kinds of warblers and swallows are full of different styles.

There is a straightforward one, who hides in a dark alley corner, comes up and pulls his sleeve and asks, "Do you want to do it?"

There is a touching person, flying a flattering eye, Jiao Didi pulled the hand of the potential customer and refused to let go: "Brother, don't go, people want to kill you!"

also analyzed rationally for the guests, and followed the foam all the way: "My girl is young and affordable, and you can buy ten get one free when you apply for a card, so fools don't come!"

Lei Luo wrapped himself in rags like a leper, showing only one pair of eyes and carrying half a bottle of wine in his hand. He spilled the other half of the bottle on his body, and staggered to the side of the compound of the Wolf Gang headquarters. Probably because he was dressed too much like a beggar. There was no one to entangle along the way.

After a slight pause in the corner where the street lamp could not shine, Lei Luo fluttered into the courtyard. Perception had already located several of the gangsters in the courtyard. When others were in the air, a [Soul Killing Knife] was sent out.

The creation-level demon art is like a knife killing chickens, one into two, two into four, and the blood shadow in the air is whistling, instantly piercing the skulls of those people. Lei Luo stood in the shadow of the courtyard wall, his eyes shining faintly, and after reconfirming that there were no suspicious fluctuations, he stretched out his hand in his sleeve. It twisted in the air, as if a switch had been flinched. Several freshly heated corpses immediately jumped up against their tattered heads, and rushed towards the inner house at a speed that would never have been possible before their deaths.

The big house was filled with a lot of noise, and the wine table was full of people. Several of the big men were drinking and wiping their guns and machetes, apparently fresh from work, with blood still stained on their bodies. The huge bear heads and leopard skins hanging on the walls exude a strong wild atmosphere, and the occasional roar of drunken people makes the whole house look like a beast's nest.

"Boss, Ronald has to find trouble with the Imbas family this time. Should we get involved?" someone asked.

The other leader looked at the face of the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, White Wolf, and said cautiously: "I think this time it seems that Ronald used it as a gun, and the Shar Pei Dog died so miserably, it must have been killed by the hunting blood clan." I insisted on pulling it on that waste young master. I'm afraid no one will believe it. Because the Bas family's business is so big, there must be a lot of hard relationships outside, if it is too ugly. I'm afraid it will cause us trouble. ”

"What are you afraid of?" the white wolf sneered, and his pockmarked face was carved with a natural thug temperament. "Ronald said, all the money we got this time will be ours. He will also take out another sum of money as a hardship fee for everyone. The Inbas family is indeed very well-connected, as long as we don't go too far, that beautiful matriarch won't really do anything with us. In the eyes of others, time is money, time is everything! Who would want to watch out for a dark arrow in the ass all day long? You have to make a show, you guys will go to the Black Rose Manor tomorrow and set a fire, the lady of the province doesn't know how to be afraid!"

Everyone was suddenly full of sycophants, and there was no objection.

"Anyway, Ronald's sister is really exciting, how nice it would be to use her to thank us, I'd rather not have money!" a drunken voice sounded.

The white wolf glanced at the man and sneered: "You know a fart, because the matriarch of the Bass family is called a stunner! Just those two legs, I can't get tired of playing for a few months!"

The cheers suddenly rang out, and the gang who had led the order had just gone out of the door and retreated step by step. The white wolf was inexplicable and scolded: "Did you fuck drink too much?

The man turned slowly, his entire face had been torn off, and in a blur of flesh and blood, two bulging eyeballs were glaring at the white wolf in horror.

Seeing him fall straight down, the room was silent. The white wolf was the first to react, pulled out his waist knife, flipped over the table, and shouted, "What are you waiting for?

A group of men woke up from a dream and were about to the guy, only to find that it was not another gang that rushed in at the door, but the corpse of an accomplice.

"Little Tommy?" a strong man nicknamed "Scimitar" hissed in exclamation as he recognized the living corpse that had pounced on him.

He went out with little Tommy to ask for an account today, and when he went to the wet slum, he caught the guy who owed money, and he was going to chop off one of his hands. Who knew that the man's big-bellied wife actually rushed out desperately, protecting her husband while crying and begging, but she refused to retreat. If you want to pay for this file, you have to make an example, so the scimitar slashed the pot-bellied woman a few times, and little Tommy kicked her in the stomach, and the blood flowed all over her body on the spot, only out of breath but not in breath.

Back at the headquarters, the two couldn't help laughing when they talked about the scene at that time, and touched a few glasses. But now little Tommy seems to be ashamed and sad about his actions, there is a line of blood and tears hanging under the left eye socket, and the little half of the head on the right is simply gone, like a watermelon that has been cut off by a sharp blade, and the red and white inside is terrifying. He opened his mouth wide, which was still intact, and even tore the corners of his lips with great force, and soared into the air like a huge deformed frog, knocking down the "scimitar" that could not escape at all, and biting off his throat in one bite.

Not far away, two more people fell prey to the living corpse. Shortly after he stopped convulsing, "Cutlass" staggered to his feet, rolled his dead fish-like eyes, and pounced on the others with little Tommy.

No matter how crazy and fierce the gangsters are, how have they ever seen this? They were all so frightened that they threw their knives and guns all over the ground. The white wolf gritted his teeth and rushed forward, cutting off little Tommy's head, his courage was strong, and he roared: "I've heard before, this is a corpse control!

All he answered was the screams of scrambling.

One by one, the living fell, and one corpse after another got up. The ratio of the living to the dead is rapidly changing, and the white wolf sees that the situation is not good, and tries to get out of the door several times, but is blocked in the way. Seeing the flames outside the window, the real enemy who had never shown up seemed to know that the Wolf Gang had been killed, and he couldn't wait to set the fire on fire.

The moment he was pounced on by the combined forces of four or five living corpses, the white wolf found himself the only living person in the room. Most of the corpses were digging a huge hole in the house with shovels, knives, and even hands, which was only as efficient as they had been before their deaths.

With the characteristic mindset of a violent professional, the white wolf easily understands the enemy's intentions - not only to kill people and set fires, but also to bury corpses.

When the liver was pulled out by a living corpse, the screaming white wolf finally met the corpse controller.

The man walked indifferently through the room full of living corpses and blood, and when he came to the white wolf, he looked down, as if he was satisfied with his masterpiece, and let out a muttered indistinct voice.

The white wolf, who had swallowed his last breath, saw in the firelight that the pupils of the other party's eyes were crimson. It's exactly the same as a waste young master I've ever seen. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued......)