"Benefits!?"
Yang Xuan''s eyes brightened, his pale face flushed a little, and looked up at the beautiful woman.
"Don''t look at your sister, you''ll feel it right away."
Hearing the speech, Yang Xuan felt pain in his ribs, as if something was coming out of it.
"Venerable, what the hell is going on!?"
Yang Xuan was a little flustered, with a cold sweat on his face.
"Giggle, make a fuss. This is the benefit my sister gives you. Your boy is definitely a man of great fortune. Through the initial support just now, he even got a powerful talent of my blood clan."
"What, the venerable is a blood clan!"
Yang Xuan''s eyes were wide open and almost jumped from the ground.
Blood clan is a powerful race in ancient times. This race has strong flesh, extremely high talent and far faster cultivation than other races. However, blood clan is bloodthirsty, especially like the blood of human adult men. For them, killing and drinking blood is no doubt as evil as drinking tea.
In addition, the strong in the blood clan have a magical ability!
First hug!
Yes, it is the first embrace. This is a way to transfer a little of their own blood essence to each other''s body by sucking blood, and the person who gets the blood essence of the blood clan will also become a new blood clan, and may inherit some talent and magic power of the blood clan.
"Little fellow, you are now a member of my blood clan. You have to practice hard in the future and strive to survive the disaster. By the way, my sister''s name is blue butterfly and she is called the blood sucking queen. You have to remember."
Leaving a word, the beautiful woman disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a lingering fragrance in the air.
"The grinding demon has finally gone, but does what she said mean the catastrophe in ten years?" Yang Xuan whispered. Manba once said that the barbarian high priest had calculated that there would be a catastrophe sweeping the whole continent in ten years.
"How painful!" suddenly, Yang Xuan took a breath, his ribs cracked, blood gushed, and then two three meter long blood colored wings came out.
"This is the blood wing of the blood clan. I actually got this talent!?" Yang Xuan''s body shook wildly and his heart could not be calm for a long time.
At the beginning of ancient times, the blood clan was prosperous and the population was large, but not everyone could produce blood wings. Those who could produce blood wings were amazing talents. Once they had blood wings, they could fly in the air and have extreme speed.
"Shit, don''t you know you can fly now?" Yang Xuan was surprised and happy. His vitality was running in his body. A pair of huge blood wings suddenly shook, and he rose up at a violent speed.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the main hall was shocked. Yang Xuan didn''t control it well and hit the top wall of the main hall, swelling a big bag on his forehead.
"Again, we must master this flying ability!"
Yang Xuan didn''t cry for pain, and his bloody wings flashed. After all, he was a man of two generations. Although he was not a bird man in his previous life, he was also a demon king of flying and hiding. If he couldn''t even master flying, wouldn''t it be a joke.
In less than half a minute, Yang Xuan mastered the blood wings and flew around the hall. The speed was incredible and completely surpassed yingdun.
Of course, blood wing is known as extremely fast, which is by no means the case. Yang xuanxiu is too low and has too little vitality in his body. If he has the cultivation of his previous life, he can fly hundreds of miles in an instant.
"Ha ha, I was going to practice Xuedun of Jiuyou sect. Now it seems completely unnecessary. In the future, when I meet someone who can''t fight, I will flap my wings and flash away. However, blood clan and human clan are enemies of the world. You should be careful. If people know that I am a blood clan, they must shout to fight and kill me."
Yang Xuan soon stopped laughing and thought. A pair of huge blood wings came into his ribs, leaving two blood red pimples in his ribs.
"Well, it''s time to leave, otherwise it will be dangerous when an expert comes."
After changing his clothes and robes, Yang Xuan picked up a blue sword not far away. It was a low-grade spirit weapon. Wavy lines were branded on the sword body, showing bursts of cold air.
"It''s a good thing. It''s just for Qin LAN."
Yang Xuan smiled and took away the blue sword. It needs blood to recognize the Lord. Although the sword is now palm size, once you recognize the Lord, you can change its size at will.
In addition, the material of spirit tools is naturally extremely solid, and the most important spirit tools are depicted with arrays.
Some of these arrays are mainly offensive, some are mainly defensive, and even have flying arrays.
Ten thousand years ago, someone in Zhongzhou developed flying arrays. If these arrays are engraved on the sword, the martial arts can fly with the sword. However, flying with the sword consumes energy extremely. If the cultivation is too low and the energy is exhausted, they can only fall from the sky and die.
……
In the valley outside the ancient tomb, hundreds of corpses lie everywhere, each in a shriveled shape, with blood missing.
Yang Xuan was not surprised to see that these were the masterpieces of the blood sucking queen blue butterfly. He didn''t stay in the valley. The blood wings popped out of his ribs, then jumped up and flew to the seven Xuan gate.
It''s night. There are stars. It''s dark.
A figure fell from the sky and quietly fell to the top of Cuiyun peak.
Needless to say, the visitor is Yang Xuan. He runs the Xuanwu turtle rest formula and has no breath. Even Pei Yuntian and Yan Changkong may not be aware of his existence.
But Yang Xuan was obviously wrong. As soon as others fell, Yan Changkong on the main peak of the inner door noticed something.
Just a few breaths, Yan Changkong flew in the air and said, "it''s you, Yang Xuan, who were you just now?"
While talking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.
"Er, don''t be surprised, the sect leader. The disciples flew down from the sky." Yang Xuan scratched his head.
"How did you do it?"
Yan Changkong is surprised that he doesn''t eat surprises. Martial artists can fly in the sky only when they arrive at the heaven and human territory and understand the unity of heaven and earth. However, Yang Xuancai condenses the six heaven in the yuan territory and flies down from the sky. It''s incredible.
"Should the sect leader know the secret skills of flying?" Yang Xuan asked.
"I''ve heard a little about this. What, you mean you''ve practiced your flying skills!"
"That''s right. Otherwise, do I have wings to fly down from the sky?"
……
Yang Xuan soon fooled Yan Changkong away. Yan Changkong didn''t doubt Yang Xuan''s words. Only when he practiced some kind of flying skills, but even those super sects in Zhongzhou may not be able to get a few. Yan Changkong didn''t know where Yang Xuan learned them.
"Am I a blood clan now? I don''t know if I will suck human blood in the future?"
Yang Xuan shouted, then shook his head, got rid of his thoughts and entered Qin Lan''s other hospital.
In the moonlight, Yang Xuan''s mouth was slightly tilted, with a trace of evil smile. The cat walked along the wall towards Qin Lan''s boudoir.
The lights in the house flickered. Yang Xuan pushed the door in and walked quietly towards the inner room. He saw Qin LAN sitting on the bed meditating and practicing Qi, and a faint cold air was flowing all over his body.
Yang Xuan didn''t bother Qin Lan''s cultivation. He moved a stool, came to the left front of the bed and enjoyed it carefully.
It has to be said that Qin Lan''s beauty is shocking and unparalleled.
A white skirt, rich and graceful. The black hair is tied with only a white hair band. The waterfall like green silk falls naturally, slightly covering the smooth forehead. A pretty face is as crystal clear as jade, emitting a warm luster. It is beautiful.
Yang Xuan''s eyes lit up. Whether Rao was the first time to stare at the beauty from a close distance, he still couldn''t help feeling amazing in his heart.
"Huh?"
At this time, Qin LAN noticed something and slowly opened her eyes.
"Lan''er has finished practicing?"
Yang Xuan smiled.
"When did you come back?"
Qin LAN blinked.
Yang Xuan got up and sat down at the edge of the bed. A sinister smile escaped from the corners of his mouth: "I''ve been back for a while. I''ll guard you when I see you practicing."
"I''m safe here. Who wants you to guard? Well, it''s late at night. Hurry back to your room and go to bed."