"Woo!!" Just like a person who has eaten three or four bowls of rice in one go, at this moment, little Roland couldn't say anything because of the terrifying energy, and even his fingers wanted to move it became a problem, so he could only barely control his vocal cords and let out a painful whine. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

How much blood-colored energy is there in such a large mass of blood? I'm afraid that even if those blood clan patriarchs come, they will be scared to death! Even if a person is drawn from head to toe, all the blood that can be extracted is not much! Not to mention, what flows in this blood cell is the most essence of the blood, the kind that has quenched all the impurities.

Mu Ran's strength, not to mention in the surrounding small worlds such as Scott World, or in the central worlds such as the Flood World, is one of the best players. With this bloody handprint, he almost extracted all the exposed blood essence of the entire Scott world!

The power of the blood clan, in addition to the dark magic condensed by itself, must be based on the blood power drawn from the outside. This kind of power has always been called blood energy by them. This huge, pure blood energy that I don't know can create a few blood princes, rampage through Xiao Roland's body, not to mention any skeletal muscles, that is, the tendons and veins are all broken, broken, repeated, repeated, cycled, and recycled, it is simply to torture little Roland to death.

Looking at the painful little Luo Lan, who was speechless, Mu Ran rarely put away the trace of kindness that he still retained in his heart, and said in a low voice, "If you want revenge, you will naturally have a price." If you can survive, it means that you are qualified enough to be my disciple. ”

Roland Smans, a weak baron-level blood vampire devil, was constantly destroyed, destroyed, repaired, and rebuilt by this powerful blood energy of his body's skills, and his body that could not withstand the slightest bit of holy light was constantly transformed, every time it was broken, every time it was reunited, it was a muscle strengthening!

One day and one night, two days and two nights, three days and three nights, little Roland didn't know how many times he passed on the verge of death, and even that last will to survive was almost lost. In the past three days, Mu Ran has just stood on the side and watched coldly, and he has not even said a word of encouragement or encouragement.

Gradually, in the crumbling blood mist, a body that appeared to be a little thin, but extremely thick, appeared in the empty area on the top of the mountain.

A pitch-black dress, under the casual call of little Roland, was conjured up with blood energy and tightly covered his body. On the outside, he is still just a child who can be knocked down easily, but in the mainland, who knows, a small child, has such terrifying power!

After the body was broken again and again, little Roland had completely got rid of that weak body, and replaced it with the terrifying body that was almost like the Great Earl! The strength of the blood clan is the most prince, and then down are the five ranks of duke, marquis, earl, son, and male. And above the prince, there is a reincarnation, for the great prince, the grand duke, etc., and so on.

Grand Earl, this is not the strength that can appear in the mortal world of this Scott world. Even if the mortal world is the head of the big family of the blood clan, at best, it is only the strength of the prince.

Of course, the energy in the body was well controlled by Mu Ran at the level around the prince. The power of the physical body can exceed the constraints of this level, but if the energy is too strong, I am afraid that it will attract the peeps of the upper realm. With Mu Ran's strength, he naturally wouldn't be too afraid, but more is better than less, not to mention, he didn't want his news to pass through the barriers of countless worlds and pass it on to the desolate world.

How much impact will a little vampire devil with physical strength reaching the Grand Earl and the energy in his body also having the peak strength of the prince have on the mortal world of this Scott world?

Nodding with some satisfaction, Mu Ran's face that had been cold for a long time couldn't help but smile.

"Roland Smans, I have seen the master, thank you for the cultivation. Kneeling on one knee on the ground, Xiao Luo Lan made an extremely respectful etiquette to Mu Ran, which is the highest and most reverent etiquette that the blood clan will only use when sacrificing to their ancestors.

Mu Ran didn't care about so many messy things, and after creating this little guy with great mana, he became playful, and cast a spell casually, completely changing his image.

That somewhat heroic face has been completely gone. Instead, there was the face of a little shrewd little old man, and there seemed to be a little wrinkle between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes. Mu Ran's back also stiffened in an instant, which just matched the cane he had been carrying in his hand.

"Master, Master, Master, you, who are you?" Although Xiao Luolan's ability is good, but after all, he is still young, where has he ever seen such a strange spell? Seeing the image of a big living person in front of him change in a moment, he was also a little frightened.

"Hehe, from today onwards, it's good to say that I'm an old immortal of your Smans family, like this, occasionally come out and do you a little favor, which can be regarded as the past. A pair of shrewd eyes turned around a few times on this cloudy old face, and Mu Ran said with a strange smile, "From today on, Xiao Lao'er will be temporarily called Luo Yun Smansi, who dares to bully the people of my Smansi family, Xiao Lao'er will beat him to death with a cane!"

As if to say something about what he said, Mu Ran casually pointed at the cane, and the nearby mountain was directly razed to the ground, still quietly, without any noise or roar.

Originally, little Roland, who was still a little stunned, was completely stupid this time. A mountain had been flattened, and he could barely comprehend it. After all, in the stories I heard when I was a child, the dukes and princes of those big families may have such strength, but they silently wiped out a mountain, and this kind of ability is too terrifying.

Even, Xiao Luolan, whose strength has skyrocketed, but who has no matching state of mind, doesn't know that the strength he has now may be able to do similar things.

"Don't be surprised, don't be surprised, follow me, one day you will be able to do it. Well, externally, just call me the ancestor, the ancestor of your Smansi family, remember. "Waving his cane at will, it's just that Mu Ran looks like this, where is there still half of the momentum he used to have? Some of them are just funny.

"Let's go, let's go back and see, did that little bishop in white of Fatadio call a large group of people? Little old man, I bet a gold coin, they must have gathered a large number of people, and even plan to find some small and medium-sized blood families to take revenge, hehe, little Roland, do you think it will be?" With some strange laughter, Mu Ran gave people an extremely strange feeling.

I don't know if I was shocked by this series of changes, or by Mu Ran's words, little Roland nodded dumbfoundedly, and didn't know what to say.

"Let's go, let's go and see it together, and maybe there's a good show to watch." The little old man Mu Ran's cane slammed into the ground.