System: The Master who disappeared for 10 years is back

"Abaa abaa abaa."

"Bah Bah Bah"

Several people discussed the matter of male pets there for a long time, but they couldn't come to any more reliable conclusions.

However, they agree with the Blood Ancestor's approach.

With the blood of the blood ancestor, through the power of the 'poison bottle', it can be changed to improve the physical fitness of human beings, and even change them into our own people.

In this way, the team of blood races can be strengthened, and their strength can be increased from the root concentration.

There was a guy who didn't know how to live or die before, offended the blood ancestors, and was rewarded to them. In the end, he was bled, skinned and boned, eaten meat, etc. All the "resources" in his body were not wasted at all.

Great tonic.

"Huh? Why are you here again?"

The silver-haired man flashed a hint of doubt.

This person is called the Blood Ancestor, not because he is the Blood Ancestor, but because the name 'Blood Ancestor' is a title inherited from the ancestors, the most outstanding in this lineage, and can only be obtained after being recognized by everyone.

Now he is the most powerful blood clan in this area. He has accepted the inheritance and power of many predecessors, his combat power is constantly increasing, and his mind is full of combat knowledge.

The appearance of Xiao Shiyi made him discover a thing that was impossible to accomplish, and gave him hope.

However, to accomplish this, the most basic requirement is that he must be a blood clan. Therefore, the blood ancestor adopted his own blood and "reformed" him into a blood clan.

It's just that he didn't expect that besides those two people, there would be such a powerful guy flying from a distance, and he had obviously spotted them.

"You guys,"

The silver-haired man interrupted their discussion with a serious face: "Go back first, a big guy is here, and you will only be delayed here."

"Ah? Is it dangerous??"

one of them asked suspiciously.

The others frantically rolled their eyes at him, gave him a headache, and dragged him to the fortress.

"Blood ancestor, be careful."

"Ah."

"Who are you, report your name!"

Xuan Ming didn't answer, and after looking around, his eyes finally fixed on the person in front of him, and he felt a bit of faint breath.

"Xuan Ming. Who are you?"

"You can call me Blood Patriarch."

The former stared slightly, and after perceiving it for a moment, he asked with a strange expression: "Your name is 'Blood Ancestor', right?"

"That's right!" The silver-haired man admitted generously.

"No wonder you are not as powerful as the first ancestor. With your current strength, how dare you accept the title of blood ancestor? Are you afraid that you will be punished by God if you don't match your virtue?"

Xuan Ming stared at the former and asked Yan Ran.

"My title is recognized by my clan and inherited by my ancestors. Why is it that He Laide is not worthy?
Besides, this is the territory of my blood ancestor. As an outsider, you are so aggressive when you come in. Aren't you afraid that I will call on all the clans to condemn you as an invader? "

Xuan Ming shook the hilt of the sword, smiled calmly and said:
"If you calculate it this way, you send people to the human race to suck blood, regard them as your food, drink blood and eat meat at will, are you not invaders?
How could it be my turn to become an intruder just by asking a question before making a move? "

The latter snorted, raised his sword and pointed at the blood ancestor: "Return the person you captured earlier! Give it to me, and I will leave without saying a word."

The latter picked out his ears and smiled:
"I don't understand what you are talking about. I have at least a million people in my hands. I really don't know who you are talking about?"

Xuan Ming opened his mouth, his expression suddenly turned subtle.

He actually didn't have a portrait of Xiao Shishi in his hand.

Miscalculation, it's a little troublesome to find someone like this, but it doesn't matter, as long as I don't show Xiao Shiyi's portrait, no one will know that I don't have his portrait!
"Your acting skills are not bad, but since you can be recognized by many clansmen, it means that you still have an IQ. Of course you know who I am talking about. For the last time, let him go, and I will turn around and leave."

"Oh? What if I say no?"

The silver-haired man chuckled and asked with narrowed eyes.

"Then I'm afraid I can only be rough."

The sound of the sword resounded in the air, Xuan Ming raised the sharp sword in his hand, drew a few rings in the air, and then turned into bright lock rings, appeared behind the former in an instant, and flew towards his neck.

Ding!
A weapon like an ax appeared in the hands of the Blood Ancestor, and directly smashed the ring into pieces.

However, the moment he used the axe, several wounds and gaps appeared on his body, and a few drops of blood flowed out.

"give or not?!"

"Don't even think about it, don't give it!"

Boom boom boom! !

clap clap clap! !

Peng Chacha! !

There were bursts of crackling and colliding sounds between the two. The swords had no eyes, and they had collided countless times in the blink of an eye. Everyone had so many wounds on their bodies.

"Hoo hoo. So strong!"

The silver-haired man was panting, and there were more and more scars on his body, some were cut by Xuan Ming, and some were passive injuries caused by using the ax in his hand.

"With your age and your current combat power, it's no wonder that they can't beat you. It's reasonable. After all, you, a half-immortal, are only two points weaker than me, and they are still in the Mahayana realm.

In essence, there is already a gap.

It's just that your cultivation is inherited from your ancestors after all, and you didn't cultivate it yourself. It's uncomfortable to use, right?

And that weapon of yours is quite interesting, it hurts the enemy one thousand, and self-damages eight hundred, I really don't know who made it, it's far from a big weapon. "

Hearing Xuan Ming's ironic voice, the silver-haired man chuckled.

"I want you to take care of it, come again!"

"If you do this again, you will die."

The former frowned, his purpose was just to let the latter get out of trouble, not to seek death, and if he was really killed, where would he find Xiao Shiyi?

"I want you to control! Kill!" The Blood Ancestor roared, and three rays of light flew out from his waist, namely 'Blood Cup', 'Poison Bottle', and 'Magic Mirror'.

Coupled with the 'Punishment Ax' in his hand, the four holy artifacts of the blood clan gathered together!
This is the background of their lineage for tens of thousands of years!Now that all of them have been taken out by him, it seems that he is really murderous!

Xuan Ming frowned frantically, he didn't understand, what went wrong, that this silver-haired man made such a move, and even made such a big sacrifice, exposing his trump card!
"Today, either you die, or me"

"Ring ring ring, ring ring ring, ring ring ring"

Suddenly, the air was suddenly quiet.

A small bell flew out from the sleeve of the Blood Ancestor, dangling in front of him continuously, making loud noises, and then there was a burst of cheerful laughter like a bell.

"Brother! Did you hear that? Where are you? My meal is ready, why haven't you come back yet! Hmph, you lied to me again!"

"Oh no! Old girl, listen to me, brother has something to deal with here, I'll get back to you in a while."

"No! You just promised me yesterday and this morning! Why did you beep again that night?"

The Blood Ancestor shook his head helplessly, put the bell back into his sleeve, and smiled dotingly: "Really, I'm still so naughty! It's a pity that I am here"

"Crench!"

Xuan Ming retracted the sword, and patted his stomach: "Since Lingmei has cooked the meal, let's start the meal directly! I think you don't mind, let's eat with one more mouth!"

"???"

The former twitched his face and subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"

Xuan Ming coughed a few times: "Why, you are not welcome?"

Xue Zu nodded: "Brother, we are fighting! Is it appropriate for you to go to my house for dinner?"

"It's suitable!"

"...can you eat spicy food?" the silver-haired man asked shyly after holding back for a long time.

"Put more cumin!"

"Alright, this way please!"