Chapter 100

The moment the sound came out, the situation changed, and even the rules in the space were faintly distorted.

The patriarch of the blood clan wearing the crown suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and the blood-colored lightning flickered in his eyes.

He glanced at the direction where Lin Xiu disappeared, and his heart was full of turmoil. Although he was in a deep sleep, the blood spirit orb was the treasure of the blood race. It had been controlled by them for thousands of years, and it was so easily refined by outsiders. There must be something strange about taking control.

However, the loss of the blood spirit orb has already shaken the foundation of the blood clan, and he will never allow such a thing to happen.

Many blood clan powerhouses also woke up at the same time. They looked at the blood clan patriarch who was constantly angry, and under the shaking of their minds, they all consciously began to scatter in all directions, ready to capture Lingxiu and recover , the family's most precious blood spirit bead.

After Lin Xiu and Lord Fenghuo left the underground hall, they hurriedly drilled into a jungle not far away.

They made a big mistake this time, but the result was good. Lin Xiu broke through to the Spiritual Integration Realm based on this, which is extremely exciting news.

From the time he first met Lord Fenghuo, within a year, Lin Xiu had already accomplished a goal that most people would never be able to accomplish in their lifetime.

Moreover, Lin Xiu's Spiritual Fusion Realm is stronger than that of ordinary people. Without any shortcomings, he is destined to stand out from the crowd at the same level. If the turmoil subsides this time, after returning to Yuanzong, Lin Xiu will definitely be able to get rid of the entanglement in the world. The predicament of being at the bottom of the inner disciples.

Pulling the clothes that were a little wrinkled by the strong wind, Lin Xiu was also grateful for the camouflage uniform that Lu Mingyuan gave him at this time.

If it weren't for the clothes on his body, which could perfectly blend with the colors in the jungle, he wouldn't be able to dodge so easily.

In addition to the strong blood clan looking for Lin Xiu, some people from the Qingmu Dynasty who received the news were also constantly searching for his footprints, but half a day passed, and they still returned without success.

In the underground hall, the patriarch of the blood clan wore a scarlet crown on his head, with an unconcealable rage on his face. Looking at the clansmen kneeling below and some of his descendants, he yelled loudly.

"Are you guys all idiots? You can't find any trace of such a big man."

The people kneeling on the ground were obedient and did not dare to resist a word. The person in front of him was the most powerful person of the blood clan who survived back then. When he was the strongest, he even reached the strength of the Creation Realm.

Even after thousands of years of deep sleep, and being drained of most of his vitality by the blood spirit orb, the current him still has such a vigor that even the strongest in the Tianyuan realm can't hold back his sharpness.

As he got angry, the blood in the hall suddenly rose and flowed, and everyone seemed to be in the middle of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and there was a danger of overturning at any time.

"You bastards, what use do I need you for?" A faint voice came from the mouth, and a strange look appeared on the face of the blood clan patriarch.

Then I saw him stretch out his palm towards the crowd below, and slowly squeeze it.

A big hand made of countless blood condensed suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth, and this big hand ruthlessly grabbed the people of the Qingmu Dynasty who were kneeling on the ground.

With a loud bang, the bodies of the five people in the big hands were directly crushed by this huge force, and the power of blood and blood scattered with the splashing flesh and blood.

The patriarch of the blood clan suddenly opened his mouth, and then took a deep breath. The flesh and blood that contained the power of qi and blood gathered towards his mouth, and he swallowed them all in the end.

Absorbing the energy and blood of these descendants, the aura of the blood patriarch also recovered a bit. Seeing the scene in front of him, everyone lowered their heads tremblingly, and even some timid people trembling all over their bodies. It was trembling.

The strong blood clan hiccupped in satisfaction, then patted his hands, and said dissatisfied to the people below: "Originally we needed to sleep for a while to adapt to the current state of the world, but now the loss of the blood spirit orb , making us have to wake up early."

All the people kneeling on the ground respectfully listened to the teachings from their ancestors.

"If we can fully restore our strength, then it will be easy to rise again on the Xianwu Continent. But now the development of things has deviated from the track, I ask you, at all costs, before the elder Guiyuanzong comes in, Cut that damn kid into pieces, and take back the Blood Spirit Orb."

In the end, the patriarch of the blood clan's expression had become a little terrifying, and he roared at his descendants.

Everyone in the audience agreed in unison, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They had already seen the method of the ancestor just now, and they really didn't care about a little bit of blood.

For the patriarch of the blood clan, except for the dozen or so clansmen who fell asleep with him, so many people kneeling down below are all descendants who have been blooded for an unknown number of generations, and they are no longer his clansmen, so for them He didn't care about his life or death.

After everyone in the hall had exited the space, the blood patriarch closed his eyes, and began to vaguely deduce the current whereabouts of the blood spirit orb based on his perception of controlling the blood spirit orb for so many years.

Lin Xiu, who was dormant in the jungle, lay motionless in a deep pit he had dug before, according to the martial arts master Fenghuo taught him to conceal his own breath.

Occasionally, people from the Qingmu Dynasty passed by, and no one would have guessed that there would be Lin Xiu hiding under this ground.

Time passed like this little by little. When the strong men of the blood clan and the people of the Qingmu Dynasty felt impatient because they could not find any trace of Lin Xiu, the patriarch of the blood clan who was sitting cross-legged in the underground hall , Relying on the weak connection with the Blood Lingzhu, he finally faintly noticed the current location of Lin Xiu.

He was overjoyed, the light in his eyes could almost devour someone, exuding a powerful aura, he directly broke a big hole in the roof of the underground hall, and then flew straight out.

Lin Xiu still didn't know that a life-and-death crisis was about to unfold in front of him. At this time, he closed his eyes tightly, and even his heart stopped beating. Xiu is just a dead body, not a living person.

But now, the patriarch of the blood clan came in person, and with his own anger, he was ready to cut the little thief who had stolen the treasure of the clan into pieces.

The author, Lazy Scholar, said: Ask for flowers, give me a reward...