Chapter 798: Bloodline heritage

The king of the Pantheon is also in the small world. Ye Tian actually killed his son. The matter is really big now. God king will never die.
The main deity of the Pantheon who was smashed by Ye Tianyi's hammer and fell into the woods did not die. He dragged the disabled body and walked out of the woods. When he saw the died, he turned around quickly Just ran.
"Ye Master, do you want to ..." Liang Fei flashed a bit of hotness in his eyes and made a movement to wipe his neck. He wanted to ask Ye Tian if he would kill this person. Because this person fled, he would definitely go to the King of God to report.
"Anyway." Ye Tian said faintly, not at all.
Then he looked at the witch and smiled coldly: "If I'm not mistaken, you are a witch. Why, haven't your lords come? You are not afraid that you will fall out alone ? "
"Young devil, I have no intention to be against you. We will not commit river water, so I will quit, all the treasures in the ice cave will belong to you."
Seeing Ye Tian's thunder means, the witch was a little scared.
"You didn't mean to be my enemy, but you killed my people for no reason. You are clearly forcing me to be your enemy!" Ye Tian sighed.
"At the level of you and me, above all beings, ordinary people are no different from ants. If you kill them, you will kill them. Young devil, you already have enough enemies. Do you really want to offend my bloodline? You have to think Alright. How strong my blood is, I believe you should be very clear. "The witch pretends to be calm, and a beautiful smile blooms like a spring breeze, which brightens the entire small world.
This is a woman who will make any man see you and will be impressed. Whenever she smiles, she will fall in love with the city, and even at the cost of donating her own blood, countless men will scramble to befriend him.
But in Ye Tian's eyes, her good looks were nothing but a skin bag, worthless.
And if Ye Tian opens Jintong, runs his eyesight, and can look directly at her origin, there is an ugly real body hidden under the beautiful skin, which distinguishes a peerless old demon.
At this moment, she expressed her goodwill to Ye Tian and showed her kindness.
The blood race is indeed a powerful race. In history it once weighed down the human race, and even the old church could not take them. As a last resort, the human race teamed up with the devil wolf race, thus defeating the blood race.
Today, the blood race is no longer strong and dormant, keeping a distance from the world, so many people think that the blood race no longer exists.
In fact, the blood race not only exists, but a strong background still exists. Once this horrible strength erupts, it is enough to fight against a middle-to-high national chamber.
"The blood race is too strong, the young devil should not dare to offend," said a monk.
"That may not be the case, but the young demon king has offended the Imperial League of God. Is the great empire still not strong enough?" Some monks were afraid to agree.
"The great empire in the world is really strong, but the blood race has thirteen earth immortals, isn't it leisure? Offending the great empire in the world, there is still the possibility of surviving, and offending the thirteen earth immortals, it will undoubtedly die. It's all about hiding in a small world. "
As soon as the monk said, everyone was shocked.
Thirteen Dixian, what kind of concept is this, it is simply sensational, it is too ridiculous.
Dixian is a distant memory. It is generally believed that the earth has no dixian.
If the divine realm is a god, then the of the earth is the of the gods.
As soon as Dixian came out, ten hundred divine realms were not enough.
Thirteen earth immortals are like hundreds of thousands of divine realms, which are the great empires of the world.
What a horror it is!
"Ghost Witch King, are the thirteen first blood ancestors of the blood race really alive?" A monk asked the Ghost Witch King for proof.
Among a group of monks, the ghost king is the oldest, and his words are more convincing.
The Ghost Witch King groaned and said, "It's been too long, I just heard about it. The 13 first blood ancestors of the blood race sealed themselves up, waiting for a resurrection someday in the future."
Suddenly, a group of monks were thrilled.
The blood race is bloodthirsty. If thirteen early blood ancestors are born, the entire planet must not be stepped on by their feet, and human beings will become lambs they support, and they will be seized, and life and death will be in their thoughts.
Seeing this, the ghost mother-in-law smiled with a sneer and said, "I have heard of this, but after all, the legend is only a legend. When it is not true, there is no need to scare yourself. Like the legendary blood tribe does not die, is it not fake? , They just live longer. How could there be a true eternal race in this world. "
"I hope this legend is false." The ghost witch king smiled, unconvinced.
The other monks looked at each other. Although they also tend to believe that the legend is false, the fear of the blood race adds a bit.
"Juvenile devil, I advise you to be ready to take on the wrath of the king! My blood race can be neutral and not stand on either side of you." Said the old servant to the left of the witch's body, her voice hoarse, like a night owl general.
Immediately afterwards, the old servant on the right side of the Bloody Witch's body also said, "If I were you, I would flee the small world now. In this way, Fang has a glimmer of hope."
"It turns out in your eyes that I'm so uncomfortable, so I have to prove myself even more." Ye Tian smiled slightly, sipped the ice debris on his body, and walked forward slowly.
The two old servants immediately became vigilant.
The monks who watched also raised their hearts to their throats.
"You young man, you are so ignorant, are you really against my bloodline?"
"Daoyou, please don't make yourself wrong, now you can go back and have time!"
Both old servants stepped forward, blocking the witch.
"Two slaves, since you want to die for the master, then I will accept you now." Ye Tian coldly said.
"I don't know anything!"
The two old servants shot at the same time, the five-fingered fingers stretched out, each with a big, withered claw, grabbed Ye Tian.
Suddenly, an evil breath permeated the audience.
Huh! Huh!
Blood lines shot from the fingertips of the claws, sharp like a blade, hard like a steel wire, and constantly intertwined in a vacuum, a terrible cage was formed in a moment.
The cage was like a blood-stained metal cast, extremely strong, condensed, and no different from a real steel cage, except that the giant tiger elephant couldn't escape it.
"Miss, help the old slave to refine this fellow!" An old slave shouted to the witch.
"Okay!" The witch nodded, then smiled at Ye Tianyin, and said, "You are the young devil."
The three shot at the same time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ a beam of blood poured into the cage.
Suddenly, the small environment in the cage was like the underworld, with blood shining like a sword, cutting on him as if being tortured by Ling Chi.
"Blazing soul!"
An old slave suddenly took out an ancient bronze lamp, opened it with a mouth, and a cluster of green flames burst out in a panic.
He blew again, and the flames flew from the wick and into the cage.
See you, the big cage, bursting into flames, raging fire, burning people's spirits!
"Is this the ability of your bloodline?"
At this time, Ye Tian in the cage, bathed in the so-called dark fire, with a relaxed expression, even laughed lightly.
In the horrified eyes of the crowd, he saw that he stretched out two palms like jade, passed through the cage, and easily tore the cage open a big opening, and then the whole person stepped out from the inside and punched an old slave past.