When old Hu Qidong and Hu Hanqing saw Yang Qiu just standing there for a long time, they didn''t dare to disturb him. They only dared to look at him pitifully.


    Yang Qiu suddenly sneered, then shook her head, turned to old Hu Qidong and said:


    "Old Hu, it''s ready to seal the coffin. I have something to do temporarily. I''ll leave first."


    After that, he turned and left without waiting for old Hu Qidong to speak.


    "Yang Shao, I''ll send a car...!"


    "No."


    Hu Qidong and Hu Hanqing were stunned by Yang Qiu''s attitude. They were frightened but didn''t dare to ask, so they had to order their men to seal the coffin first.


    Fortunately, Yang Qiu said that it was already good. It was probably the soul mantra wrapped around the Hu family for many generations. It was really going to break.


    After Yang Qiu walked out of the gate of the cemetery, he directly launched the wind Sutra and stealth formula and disappeared into the air.


    The feeling of being played on the applause has deeply stimulated him, and now the other party is so provocative, so let''s play with you.


    The first step is to find enough help.


    The second step is to find the heartbroken childe.


    The third step is to find the damn man behind the scenes through the heartbroken childe.


    It''s not a problem to have enough helpers. The strength of Mazhen brothers is invincible now. They are more than enough to deal with the five sects, but Yang Qiu is not completely sure. After all, Mazhen is only an ordinary Maoshan Taoist just a moment ago.


    In addition to these six people, Yang Qiu thought of one.


    Solomon.


    Didn''t Solomon say he was the master of the blood family?


    Aren''t there more than a thousand blood princes? Isn''t the emperor more than ten people?


    Pull it all out.


    He summoned Solomon directly.


    Hearing Yang Qiu''s voice, Solomon said to him excitedly:


    "Boss, I''m looking for you too. I have two blood princes here to see you."


    "OK, where do you say, I''ll go right away."


    Solomon said a place. Yang Qiu didn''t even use three or five minutes to break into Solomon''s room.


    Seeing Yang Qiuyi''s angry face, Solomon was stunned and immediately said respectfully:


    "Boss, what''s the matter with you?"


    Yang Qiu said coldly:


    "Where are your people?"


    Solomon hurriedly took Yang Qiu to another room. Two handsome young men were carrying a glass of red wine.


    Without waiting for Solomon''s introduction, the two young people''s four bloody eyes shrouded Yang Qiu''s body. A voice of incomparable surprise occurred in their mouths at the same time. Yang Qiu''s eyes, however, changed from gloom to horror for the first time.


    His strength is not high, but his vision is still there. After seeing the two young blood families, his heart couldn''t help twitching fiercely.


    damn!


    This is!


    Yang Qiu''s face was a little embarrassed.


    Then he took a deep look at them and said thoughtfully:


    "Are you the prince of the blood family?"


    A young blood clan put down the wine cup in his hand, stood up very gracefully and smiled at Yang Qiu:


    "Little fellow, although you are the master of my blood clan, you are 80000 years younger than us! Hee hee, yes, you have a good eye. My name is Griffith and his name is Gladys. We are the third generation of blood clan. The one who defected from the eastern world to the western world was our grandfather! "


    Solomon was so frightened that his legs softened and his face was incredible that he stared at Griffith.


    "The first ancestor is above, you... Are you... The supreme twelve blood gods of the blood family? God! "


    Solomon couldn''t help shaking all over again. He crawled on the ground and didn''t even dare to lift his head.


    The ancestor of the blood family was Cain, a name given to him by the owner of the bat.


    As the name suggests, Cain means to hide. Spread to the western world, but left a variety of legends.


    Cain had eight blood gods in the second generation, and twelve blood gods in the third generation, who were the ancestors of the twelve families of the current blood family.


    Solomon is the grey grandson of one of the twelve blood gods.


    Gladys deliberately chuckled a few times, suddenly came up to Yang Qiu and said in an almost flattering tone:


    "Little fellow, can you show us your jade palace?"


    Yang Qiu forcibly controlled the excitement in his heart. He calculated for a long time before he understood the strength he now has.


    Blood god, all right!


    The emperor of the blood clan is probably equivalent to the empty God period, but the blood god, this is the blood god who has lived for 80000 years.


    Their strength is definitely the peak of Mahayana.


    Twelve blood gods, plus Ma Zhen''s one or six brothers, if you can''t find the damn bastard, Yang Qiu will just wipe her neck.


    Thinking of this, he had no time to talk nonsense to them and said directly:


    "Are you twelve blood gods still alive?"


    Griffith was stunned and said in a low voice with some dissatisfaction:


    "What do you mean, little fellow? Don''t you think we live too long? Do you have anything we need to do? As long as you let us...! "


    Yang Qiu gave Griffith a cold look, and Griffith immediately put on a smile:


    "If you need anything from us, please let me know!"


    Yang Qiu looked at Griffith and Gladys quietly. After a long time, a cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth:


    "Since I am the master of your blood clan, it''s not too much for me to let your twelve blood gods be a thug for me?"


    Griffith and Gladys looked at each other quickly, and a very cold smile immediately appeared on Griffith''s handsome face:


    "Little guy, you say, beat who? We haven''t done it for 5000 years, and the palms of our hands are itchy! "


    After seeing the blood god, Yang Qiu said faintly:


    "How strong is your strength?"


    Griffith and Gladys grinned at the same time:


    "Little fellow, the prince level blood clan has the strength of the monastic Yuan Ying period, the emperor level blood clan has the strength of the monastic virtual God period, and the blood God has the strength of the Mahayana period. As for us, but the ancestors of the whole blood clan, if you have to compare, hum, even the immortals from the fairy world, we can fight together. Of course, Must be the weakest immortal! "


    Solomon''s face turned pale. Yang Qiu was shocked. He was so excited that he almost didn''t fly:


    "Well, I want you... Call all the other ten blood gods. I want to find someone. Before that, I want to clean up some people!"


    Griffith and Gladys looked at each other again. The corners of their mouths slowly gave birth to two sharp fangs.