The five fingers opened, and with a gesture of reaching out, the drop of blood flew back into Chen Fusheng's sleeve robe and disappeared, like a swallow returning to its nest.

And the wound on the eyebrows of the Gangro powerhouse was quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood grew, leaving only a shallow blood mark the size of a grain of rice in an instant, but the momentum that stood up to the sky and seemed to be able to sweep everything just now suddenly fell.

It's just that at this time, everyone didn't have the heart to pay attention to him, and just looked at Chen Fusheng's back in unison.

There, an illusory portal rose up, red as blood, and the white bones were embedded in it, indescribably terrifying.

Even Torredo, the two heads of the Ramuel clan couldn't help but dodge left and right again, avoiding the aura of this portal.

The blood clan has been inherited in this Norland continent for tens of thousands of years, and the thirteen branches are very clear about each other, so although it is just a phantom, these blood clan representatives can still see at a glance that it is the holy weapon that the Asammet family has passed down from generation to generation.

It is said that after capturing and killing the enemy opponent, the essence blood can be completely refined, and it is extremely pure, and the risk of losing control is greatly reduced.

With their thoughts flowing, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look at an existence hidden in a dark corner, with black mist wrapped in black mist all over his body. In the face of Chen Fusheng's appearance and the strangeness of the Gangero family's representatives, he was extremely silent from beginning to end, with no sense of existence, and the few times he was like a dragonfly dotting water, to the end.

However, after seeing this white bone portal, he could no longer continue to maintain the calm and indifference on the surface, revealing his hideous fangs, and the breath on his body inadvertently leaked a little, and the air in the entire hall became heavy, indescribably depressed, and a touch of extremely condensed Sen Ran killing intent crossed more than ten zhang of space and was firmly locked on Chen Fusheng's body, as if he could send out a shocking blow and kill Chen Fusheng on the spot.

The head of the Remuel family, the blood-robed man, gathered these representatives of the blood clan here regardless of factional conflicts, just to take the opportunity to unite the entire blood clan forces.

Of course, the most important thing is to use the Blood Pool Sacred Weapon in their hands to open a passage to divert the Norland Continent into the long river of blood that has been silent for a long time, so that their "Blood Nerve" can cross the most difficult obstacle.

Because of curiosity and eagerness, the strength of the blood-robed man and the blood Grand Duke has been reborn, and the recovery of the blood river is a great thing for all the blood clans. Of course, if it turns out that the Remuel family is exaggerating and deceiving and exaggerating, they can also use this excuse to make trouble. After several rounds of negotiations, the matter went exceptionally smoothly.

Everyone remembered very clearly that the holy artifact of the Assammet family was carried by the rising star of the Assammet family, the newly promoted member of the Dark Parliament, Darklight Assammet.

However, at this moment, this holy weapon suddenly appeared in Chen Fusheng's hands.

Thinking of such a momentous occasion as signing the Oath of the River Styx, the rightful heir of Asammet did not appear.

What this means is self-evident.

All of a sudden, everyone forgot and ignored the drop of blood that was just a flash of surprise and was retracted by Chen Fusheng, and their eyes were on the Patriarch Asamet and Chen Fusheng, who seemed to have no idea what he had done and was smiling as usual, and thought about it.

Just after thinking about it, they had to admit that they were faced with a fact, and overturned their previous speculation about Chen Fusheng's strength rank to an unimaginable level.

Compared to the long years consumed by other blood clans, accumulating blood qi bit by bit to improve their rank, the members of the Asammet family, especially those genius ranks, were particularly jaw-dropping.

Although Darklight Asammet is "young", he can be recognized by the Dark Council and become a full councilor, his strength is actually not much inferior to that of everyone in the field, and the essence and blood accumulated in his body that have not been "digested" thoroughly may be exceeded if he is also counted.

Not to mention, he also has a holy weapon in his hands, and the holy weapon in the hands of the blood clan is not inferior to the "real" artifact created by those gods with divine power. With his rank, he is already enough to exert most of his power, so that he can barely have the strength to fight even in the face of the incarnation of the Divine Spirit Sage, at least he will not be completely out of power.

However, what moved these blood clans even more was that Darklight Asammet was silently lost in Chen Fusheng's hands like this, and they didn't feel the too strong vitality fluctuations and laws caused by the two of them when they fought each other.

In this way, Chen Fusheng's strength is probably one or two ranks higher than that of the Dark Light Assammet who is holding the holy weapon.

And if this is the case, unless they are willing to really abandon all the conflicts and contradictions in the past, and join forces to fight against Chen Fusheng wholeheartedly, regardless of losses, I am afraid that the end will not be better.

And this seems to be corroborated by the fact that the tentative spell issued between them has completely disappeared like a mud cow into the sea before it has even fallen on Chen Fusheng.

For a while, the atmosphere fell into a strange silence, no one was willing to take the lead and be the "first bird", even if the old man who faintly presided over the regulation of everything was quietly retreating after a short period of thought, avoiding direct confrontation with Chen Fu's vitality.

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"Sure enough, what the Storm God Queen said is not false, this Silver Moon Goddess is indeed still in the Norland Continent. ”

These blood clans stopped, and Chen Fusheng was naturally happy to be idle, while unfolding all the protective power of the magic weapon transformed by the Cave Heaven Magic Weapon on his body, he laid down invisible formations in the void around his body, blocking the space. On the other hand, it is a distraction, and the two of them have a drop of blood into the life-and-death chess game in the Daoji.

Originally, this drop of blood was blue and black because of his Kunpeng essence blood and cultivation exercises, and there was a faint golden brilliance, but if you stared carefully at this time, you would find that after cruising around the body of that Gangluo powerhouse, there was a hole in the blood bead, and there was an extra phantom, if there was nothing.

It's just that when the life-and-death chess method runs a series of calamities to refine it, and deprives Chen Fusheng of all his breath, it becomes extremely clear.

It was a full moon, spreading clear light.

And under the black and white qi that permeated the chess game of life and death, you can see these clear lights transform into countless slender silk threads, extending towards infinity.

Like breathing, the silk thread beats, which is the response of existence in the dark.

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