Transcending Immortal Academy

Onido's five fingers caught He Yunze's head, trying to twist his head off.

Several blood races in the surrounding area sent out a grim smile.

Do not! He Yunze roared loudly, he was still young and didn't want to die like this.

You have no chance! Oneid hummed, the five fingers had touched He Yunze's hair, and the blood on it had dripped onto He Yunze's face.

At this time, a terrifying breath erupted.

For a moment, there seemed to be a huge wind blowing around, many flowers and plants broke instantly, the glass cracked open, and the tiles on the manor's castle were scattered.

Many of the weak blood races fell to the ground immediately, and they shuddered.

Onido's face changed greatly: what's going on?

Boom!

The roof left directly, only to see a big golden hand coming in from above.

This big hand grabbed several people of the blood race in their hands, and then held it tightly, and suddenly blood ran out.

Onido was frightened, he knew something must have happened.

The ghost was so bad, he grabbed He Yunze's neck. But I only saw the big golden hand rushing and leveled the whole building. Then he found a person floating in the air, just glanced at him, and made him faint.

Teacher! He Yunze had already seen the person, and was immediately overjoyed.

Ling Donglai flashed to He Yunze, pointed out, and a golden light shot through Onido's head.

Although He Yunze was saved, he looked embarrassed looking at his lower abdomen: Teacher, my Dantian

Ling Donglai pondered for a moment: I am proficient in counting, knowing that you will have a disaster, I did not expect that it will be fulfilled here. However, sorrowful blessings rely on it, and it is not necessarily a bad thing. Generally, the greater the number of robberies, the greater the opportunity for transfer. Among this blood race, there may be something useful to you.

He Yunze smiled bitterly: My Dantian was destroyed.

Ling Donglai shook his head: It is impossible to reshape Dantian. Some martial arts and other cultivation methods do not need to rely on Dantian.

He Yunze nodded for a moment.

Like people who practice magic, they don't use Dantian.

Ling Donglai felt the surroundings, and at least hundreds of blood races gathered around: Anyway, this **** blood race dared to attack the students of our college, and the sin was unforgivable. Wait for me, I'll kill them before I say anything.

Ling Dong finished and jumped out.

He looked around. There were more than thirty blood races flying in the sky, and the blood races wanted to spread their blood wings, at least the count.

Eastern practitioners dared to offend the noble Gangelos. A man with bat wings flying in the air whispered coldly.

Damn Oriental, I want to drink your blood. Another bloodline said.

The glory of the blood tribe cannot be blasphemed, this Chinese is dead! The other blood races were trembling.

There are actually two senior dukes. Are the Gangelo's clan weak? After Ling Dong finished speaking, he took a trick, and a branch reached his hand, only to see that this branch became golden in the blink of an eye. Today, the Gangelo's clan does not need to exist.

Exaggerated!

The Eastern practitioner's strength does not seem to be weak. He has absorbed his blood, and our strength can certainly go further.

ignorance! The Donglai moved suddenly, and the branches of the hand were fiercely stroked, and only a golden light flashed, just like Pangu broke the ground. The ground was cracked, and the dozen blood races affected directly became flesh. Piece.

The two senior dukes were frightened, and the other ordinary dukes couldn't help backing.

What is this strength?

So strong!

Dong Lai could not bother to hide so, his figure flashed into the blood race.

The branch in his hand was like a sword. Every member of the Gangelo's clan that he encountered was divided into two sections. The Earl of the Blood, the Duke was shot down, and the dumplings fell down like a dumpling.

Prince, this person has at least the strength of a prince!

Run away!

We, the Gangelo, have offended such a strong existence, and this time it is over.

How fast Dong Dong came, and even if it was a hundred meters away, he could kill with one stroke. It is impossible for these members of the Gangelo clan to escape. In less than three minutes, more than a hundred blood races left only one senior duke.

This is definitely a massacre, and the Gangelo's clan is almost extinct.

The senior duke was frightened.

He was even shaking.

The Gangelow clan has the strength of a six-star Chinese martial art, and an earl or a duke is equivalent to a master of innate realm.

However, in the face of Lingdong's fourth class, it is still too far away.

Adults spare their lives!

Dong Dong simply ignored it and rushed up quickly.

At this time, the Duke of the Gangelo's clan flew towards the castle.

Dong Donglai sneered, the branch in his hand waved gently, and a sword was cut off. The Duke of the Luo clan hurried to avoid it, but only saw the Jianqi crossing the 20-meter-high castle, which was cut into two sections.

Damn, you must wake up your ancestors.

The blood duke fell straight down.

Ling Dong came up to take a look, and found that the old castle turned round and turned down a hundred meters deep.

There is a black coffin faint at the bottom.

The blood duke reached the coffin and quickly opened the lid.

I saw a skinny man dressed in medieval Europe lying on it, and a pendant hung on the man's chest, with an amazing red light shining inside.

Why did you wake me up? The skinny man suddenly opened his eyes, and then he felt a horrible breath, turned out to be a Huaxia practitioner, and he was so strong.

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This Chinese cultivator has overthrown our Gangelow clan.

Let Donglai leap from the top lightly, he looked at the skinny man carefully, and finally set his eyes on the pendant worn by the skinny man: what a treasure is it, which contains extremely terrifying energy.

The skinny man touched the pendant, and said lightly: This is the treasure of our blood, and the blood from the ancestor is also called holy blood. Although there is only one drop, it can completely change the constitution of a blood race, allowing an ordinary blood race to cultivate to the prince state.

A drop of blood has such a mighty power. Is this the practice of blood? Ling Donglai had some ideas when looking at the pendant containing the holy blood. I have seen the Zixue Dafa practiced by hard work, and there is also the blood nerve cultivation method in the Chinese novel Shu Shan. Even in Honghuang's novels, there are immortal characters such as the ancestors of the Ming River who practice blood, and He Yunze Dantian is destroyed. Maybe his chance is here.

: He Yunze also has to embark on his own cultivation path. The previous pavement was not only to force Lingdong, but also to make He Yunze break. ). If you like this work, you are welcome to start () vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Please go to mobile phone users. )