The wounds on Fang Zhuo's right chest and shoulder were shocking! With his strong self-healing ability, the wound was now closing extremely slowly. Obviously, the blow of the Seventeenth Young Master just now was very strange.

The demons and the human race are a little different from the demon race. Their bloodlines are very mixed, mixing the two major races of human race and demon race, and after countless years of evolution, these bloodlines have different mutations.

After all kinds of battles and wars, some of the bloodlines of the demon clan stood out and gradually established a higher status in the demon society.

Now, the bloodline of the demon race is divided into several classes.

The vast majority of ordinary demon people, their bloodlines are mixed, and there are so many classifications, I'm afraid no one can say clearly. These bloodlines are collectively known as the Bronze Bloodline.

And some middle- and low-level nobles, like middle-level nobles like the Thousand-Handed Demon Clan, their bloodlines are stronger, more stable and pure. The bloodline of their class is called the Silver Bloodline.

As for the higher level of golden bloodline, it was only possessed by the high nobles. They are few, but they are formidable in formidable strength.

The top bloodline of the demon race is called the ancestral demon bloodline. That's something that only a very small number of demons can have. Without exception, these people are all well-known super powerhouses in the entire demon clan! The degree of research and development that the demon people attach to the bloodline is actually above that of the demon clan. Because their bloodline is not stable compared to the demon race, sometimes the lowest-level bronze bloodline demon clan will have strange mutations or atavisms, and become a strong person like the ancestral demon period in the flood era!

This stimulated the development and research of bloodlines by the demons.

It's just that the bloodline research of the demon clan takes a completely different path from the demon race.

Just now, the golden light that the Seventeenth Young Master attacked Fang Zhuo. It actually came from a glove he was wearing. This weapon is a bloodline magic weapon. It was specially tailored by the Thousand-Handed Demon Clan to a master craftsman for the Seventeenth Young Master. This kind of magic weapon is even if someone else takes it. It's just a nice object. As for wanting to exert its power, it must have the same bloodline as the Seventeenth Young Master. It is precisely because this weapon is completely consistent with the bloodline of the Seventeenth Young Master that it will burst out with terrifying power!

Although Fang Zhuo had a strong recovery ability, he was unable to completely expel the residual power that the Seventeenth Young Master had attacked into his body, so the recovery of the wound was extremely slow.

The silver bloodline is the silver bloodline, and naturally he has his strength.

At this time, although the seventeenth young master had already been poisoned by the wind and there was only one bone left in his right calf, he was still a Yuanying Great Demon with extremely strong combat power! Who knows what headache Lu Dao will come up with in the next moment?

And there's an even more terrifying silver old man over there!

Fang Zhuo will face two of the strongest opponents in the field. He slowly calmed down the surging qi and blood in his body, and stared at the seventeenth young master with a sneer.

Wind Thunder is already the peak of the Yuan Infant, although it is not an entity, but the soul body also has the horror of the soul body. Feng Lei wanted to rush over, but was forcibly stopped by Fang Zhuo. Before recovering his life, Wind Thunder's ability still lies in sneak attacks.

Fang Zhuo was not worried that he would not be able to cope with the current situation, as long as the silver bat dragged the wind claw in the formation for a while, he was sure to win this game! Fang Zhuo calculated the hole cards in his hand to see which card had more weight.

The Seventeenth Young Master was already furious at this moment!

With the strength of his Yuan Infant Great Demon, he was actually repeatedly hit hard by a small human with only a mere Jindan level. If this is rumored, how will he gain a foothold?!

With a wave of his hand, he removed the black net that had been in a stalemate with the tornado in mid-air. Then he slowly stretched out his left hand. Fang Zhuo saw that his left hand seemed to be a little distorted, and before Fang Zhuo could see it clearly, he saw that the little finger of the seventeenth young master's left hand suddenly burst open, turning into a huge mouth, jagged fangs, and the fishy wind was rolling, biting towards Fang Zhuo!

Fang Zhuo was really taken aback! he didn't expect that a person's fingers could change like this.

At this time, streams of black demonic qi swirled around the back of the Seventeenth Young Master, and the back of the Seventeenth Young Master bulged rapidly, as if something under his skin was struggling to break free.

The seventeenth young master's face showed a look of pain. If it weren't for his clothes, he could see mysterious black lines on his back constantly twisting and coiling. Suddenly, with a roar, the muscles of the seventeenth young master skyrocketed, and he opened his arms with a loud roar. His fingers were still connected to that incomparably huge mouth, and that mouth had already reached Fang Zhuo's approach!

And, on the back of the seventeenth young master, a huge shadow suddenly appeared. Black arms waved in the air, and a huge monster "grew" out of thin air from his back!

Fang Zhuo didn't expect this mouth to be so big, he couldn't dodge, and with a raised hand, a thunderbolt hit this monster's head in the air!

That big mouth shrank suddenly, Fang Zhuo's Star Thunder Dragon was so powerful that even this powerful monster was a little unbearable. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Zhuo took a few steps back. Only then did he see clearly that the monster that appeared on the back of the Seventeenth Young Master seemed to be a huge black octopus.

"Master, it's the Thousand Hands Demon Chapter, be careful!" Leng Yu reminded from afar.

Fang Zhuo didn't care what he was, now that the situation was critical, Yin Lao had already arrived, he couldn't hide it. Whatever he is, the Thousand Hands Demon Clan Thousand Hands Demon Chapter, to hell with it!

Fang Zhuo suddenly raised his hand, and an earthy yellow light flew out of his hand, turning into a huge yellow light and shadow in the air!

Boss Yin couldn't snort, his eyes had completely turned blood-red at this moment!He was far away from the Seventeenth Young Master, and even closer to Fang Zhuo. The silver elder had extremely rich combat experience, and it was too late to rescue the seventeenth young master at this time, so it was better to attack Fang Zhuo directly! Therefore, the blood in this old man's hand flashed, and a crimson feather flew out of his hand, shooting straight at Fang Zhuo!

The Seventeenth Young Master attracted the demon seed in his body, and wanted to use the power of the demon seed and the magic pattern on his body to tear this hateful human boy to pieces!

The Seventeenth Young Master struggled, and he felt that the powerful and even more fierce Thousand Hands Demon Seal was also suppressed by that reckless and magnificent force!

In the midst of that yellow light, a large seal fell in the air!

"Bang ——!" with a deafening explosion!

That big seal hit the top of the seventeenth young master's head, and a cloud of spiritual light suddenly burst out at a height of five or six feet above his head! A blood-colored heart-shaped pendant around the neck of the seventeenth young master and an ink-colored jade pendant on his waist burst together!

The two life-saving magic weapons turned into powder at the same time, but even this could not block all the power of this great seal! The seventeenth young master spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the magic patterns on his back, the big mouth on his fingers, and the thousand-handed demon chapter behind him all dissipated!

Watching the Seventeenth Young Master fly upside down, Fang Zhuo finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although Huang Shen Yue Zhang was still only able to use it once in a short period of time, due to the two earth spirit veins in his body, the power of this great seal had skyrocketed a lot!

The blood-colored feather flickered in front of Fang Zhuo, and the silver old man couldn't kill Fang Zhuo with one blow! This human kid was actually full of means, and he could even kill the Yuanying Great Demon with one blow! You must know that if it weren't for the two life-saving magic weapons that the Seventeenth Young Master had on his body, that moment of time would have turned into a pile of meat sauce!

Yin Lao was convinced of this, so he was so jealous of Fang Zhuo, he hated to kill him with a single blow! After this magic weapon went back, find someone to reseal the protective spell, it can still be used!, and Fang Zhuo actually exploded such two magic weapons with one blow and also piggybacked on the seventeenth young master, this threat was immediately mentioned by Yin Lao to the highest!

The blood-red feather carried the bloody breath of disgust, faintly revealing evil and weirdness. Yin Lao rarely uses this magic weapon, because this magic weapon is too cruel and evil!

The demon and human demon cultivation are completely two concepts, and there is no fundamental difference between them and the demon human race. Demon cultivators, on the other hand, are unscrupulous when cultivating, specifically choosing shortcuts to practice, and for this reason, they do not hesitate to kill recklessly and disregard the harmony of heaven. Although both of these are stained with the word "demon", this demon is not the other, and it is completely two concepts.

In the face of that blood-colored light, Fang Zhuo felt an unprecedented crisis!

However, before Fang Zhuo could react, a strange arm poked out from his shattered chest and grabbed the blood-red feather in his hand!

"Squeak, squeak——!" The feather struggled, twisted continuously, and even let out a terrible cry!

The arm that looked more like the roots of an old tree grasped tightly, and a silvery-white light enveloped the feather. Then, Yin Lao saw that the strange feather that he felt extremely afraid of was slowly absorbed into Fang Zhuo's body by that hand!

What's that?!

Yin Lao was extremely shocked! That feather was only able to be activated, and the evil power in it made it impossible for this great demon at the peak of the Yuan Infant to completely refine it! However, he didn't have so much time to think about this problem, there were bursts of dense clicking sounds around him, and faint rumbling sounds came from the ground!

Hearing this, the silver elder exclaimed, "Everyone be careful!

The endless clicking sound and the rumbling sound of the ground were clearly the sound of the towering trees around them turning into dryads!

"Die——!" a terrible cry came!

As soon as Yin Lao turned his head, he saw the seventeenth young master's body fall to the ground, and a small figure flew out of him!

Yuan Baby!(To be continued......)