There are countless planes in the vast world. If you are in the vast and endless divine domain, there are thousands of families. Adjacent to the lost plane, there are eight plane races, namely, the human race, the demon race, the heavenly soul race, the orc race, the dead race, the plant life race, the mechanical race and the blood race in the sky continent.


    With the destruction of the civilization of the left plane, it has become a stage for the competition among the eight plane races. After years of friction, everyone has a certain understanding of other plane races and recorded them in the secret files of their respective forces.


    At this moment, for the blood clan warrior who suddenly appeared to block their progress, the temple Pavilion and the orc clan naturally saw each other''s identity.


    According to the records of the alien archives, the blood clan is a strange creature that is bloodthirsty. By absorbing blood, they can make their bodies stronger and live longer. If they absorb the blood essence of the strong martial artist, they can increase their strength.


    This is somewhat similar to the blood ghost seal of the strange devil. It can devour the blood essence of the martial artist and improve its power. The more it absorbs, the stronger it becomes.


    Whoosh whoosh!!!


    At this time, more than 200 figures appeared again behind the blood clan warrior, all dressed in black and red cloaks and filled with a bloody smell. These guys are undoubtedly blood clan!


    Their scarlet eyes stared at the neck of long Bufan and others, stretched out their long tongue and licked the two sharp teeth at the corner of their mouth. Their eyes showed a look of hunger like thirst.


    "If you are sensible, go back now, or we don''t mind using your blood to quench our thirst."


    The first blood clan warrior was obviously the leader of the team. He looked down at the temple Pavilion disciples and orc warriors below, and said in a cold voice.


    In the face of the threat from the blood clan leader, Wang Meng and Lausa all looked cold, and the dragon''s extraordinary eyebrows were also slightly wrinkled at the moment.


    From the perspective of his previous perception, it was not only the blood clan team that occupied the place where the martial saint''s Secret collection was opened, because he could sense that there was a wave of strange evil spirit in the depths of thunder fog valley.


    Although their breath is well hidden, the dragon with half of the demon blood can still feel it.


    Therefore, now, there are two high-level racial teams, namely, alien demons and blood clan, who forcibly occupy the martial saint''s Secret collection!


    Moreover, this is only the superficial speculation of long Bufan. He can''t guess whether there are some other ethnic groups hidden in the huge peaks around leiwu valley.


    There is no doubt that the temptation of this martial saint''s Secret collection is really very powerful.


    Seeing long Bufan, they were still indifferent. There was obviously a trace of displeasure on the blood clan leader''s strange face, and his voice suddenly became fierce and cold: "you guys who overestimate your strength, it seems that you are going to propose a toast instead of drinking a penalty."


    In the crowd, long Bufan suddenly took a step forward and sneered: "in my opinion, it should be you who overestimate your strength. Do you think you can beat us back with your strength?"


    The next moment the voice sounded, I saw that the temple Pavilion disciples behind long Bufan and the orc soldiers led by Lausa took the same step forward. Their momentum and lineup were indeed a little stronger than the blood clan team.