Netherworld Blood
No matter what, even if he died, he had to fight!
However …
It was strange.
The Netherworld Qilin looked at the blood that Long Fei spat out and suddenly stopped.
The look in his eyes also changed.
It stared at the blood on the ground motionlessly as if it had discovered something unbelievable.
Long Fei was taken aback, "What tricks are you playing now?"
The Netherworld Qilin did not reply, its eyes were still staring at the blood that Long Fei had spat out. Its expression was indescribable.
Sluggish?
Wooden like a chicken?
Stunned?
Or shocked?
"If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move." Long Fei thought to himself as he stared at the Netherworld Qilin, "What is this guy doing?"
Ten minutes passed.
The Netherworld Qilin did not move at all, even its pupils did not move. It was still staring at the blood on the ground.
Blood.
Half an hour passed.
An hour passed.
Two hours passed!
…
Long Fei was a little impatient, "He couldn't have fallen asleep, right?"
Then.
Long Fei slowly got up and looked at the Firmament Sword that had been ravaged for a long time. He wanted to take the sword …
At this moment.
The Netherworld Qilin suddenly moved.
Long Fei shrank his body and immediately remained motionless.
However …
The Netherworld Qilin's actions made Long Fei a little dumbfounded.
Because …
This guy was really using its nose to gently sniff the blood on the ground, then using its claws to dip a little, just a little, it put it into its mouth and sucked it.
"Damn!"
"What the hell?"
Long Fei's heart tightened, "Could it be that he has vampire attributes?"
"Wait a minute!"
Long Fei looked at the Netherworld Qilin and its expression changed. It was not ferocious nor excited, but ecstatic, as if it had seen its loved ones.
It was dancing with joy.
It was like an auntie dancing in the square.
It swayed left and right, dancing in all sorts of ugly poses. Long Fei felt disgusted looking at it, "Is it crazy? Could it be that my blood contains the blood element of mad cow disease? "
"F * ck!"
"I couldn't even afford beef in my previous life, so how did I get mad cow disease?"
"This guy has definitely gone mad."
Long Fei did not care if the Netherworld Qilin had gone mad. He quickly ran to the side and picked up the Firmament Sword. With a weapon in hand, Long Fei felt slightly relieved.
The Firmament Sword could even shatter the Heavenly Dao Seal in one blow. If it was infused with Mad God's energy value, it would definitely be even more powerful.
This was Long Fei's final move.
If even Mad God's energy couldn't do it, then it really couldn't.
"Hey!"
"F * ck your sister! Are you done dancing?" Long Fei snorted. He really didn't want to disturb the Netherworld Kirin, but he really couldn't stand it anymore.
The Netherworld Qilin also came to an abrupt halt. Its expression returned to normal as it stared curiously at Long Fei.
Suddenly!
The green phantom moved.
Swoosh!
Without giving Long Fei the slightest chance to react, he instantly landed behind him and sniffed his back. "Huff …"
In an instant.
He jumped away again.
Suddenly, he jumped back up again.
Left and right, but he didn't make a move.
Long Fei was a little scared, "Are you done?"
The Netherworld Qilin stopped and looked at Long Fei: "Why do you have Nether Blood on you?"
"What the hell?" Long Fei did not understand.
The Netherworld Qilin said: "Nether Blood, what flows in your body is Nether Blood … No, it can't be said like that. Your blood is very strange. Other than the aura of Nether Blood, there is also a powerful bloodline aura. Furthermore, this bloodline aura seems to be sealed by some kind of power."
"But …"
"Your blood contains Nether Blood, there's no mistake about that."
"Speak."
"Are you from the Nether Clan!?"
Nether Blood, the unique bloodline of the Nether Clan.
Long Fei was a little confused, "Nether Blood, Nether Clan? What kind of nonsense is this? I am not from the Nether Clan, nor do I know what Nether Blood is. What the hell are you trying to do? "
He really did not know.
His memories had not awakened. His memories of the Sky Martial Continent, the Primal Chaos Realm, and then the Ancient God Battle Plane had all disappeared. He did not know that he had the Nether Clan's imprint on him.
It was the same as the dragon imprint.
This Nether Clan imprint had followed Long Fei into the True Martial Continent.
It also did not awaken.
The Netherworld Qilin was a Nether Clan warbeast.
It was very sensitive to Nether Blood. Long Fei's blood contained a small amount of Nether Blood, but it could not escape its senses.
Furthermore …
The Netherworld Qilin did not say everything. The Nether Blood in Long Fei's body was very unique. This kind of unique blood could only be found in the super experts of the Nether Clan.
Or perhaps …
A high level Nether Clan imprint!
The Netherworld Qilin stared at Long Fei and said: "You don't know?"
"There is no way you don't know!"
"Your blood contains an incomparably powerful power, I have never seen such a powerful bloodline power before. Forget about the Human Clan, even the supreme disciples of the Tian Clan do not have such a powerful bloodline power, how could you not know?" The Netherworld Kirin thought to itself, Every type of bloodline has its own characteristics, it is impossible to merge with a second bloodline unless it is through a blood exchange. But he is only a Second Realm Blood Refining Realm cultivator, yet he could not withstand the pain of a blood exchange.
"His blood clearly contains the power of the Nether Blood."
"Or …"
The Netherworld Qilin stared at Long Fei, its heart sank. "He is the one chosen by the Nether Clan's elder. Does he have the Nether Clan's imprint?"
"Nether Clan's imprint?"
The Netherworld Qilin stared at Long Fei again.
This gaze … It was like a gay man.
Long Fei's hair stood on end. He took a few steps back and said: "I am not gay, and I will not be gay with a beast. You better stay away from me."
No matter how the Netherworld Qilin looked at him.
It just could not see through him.
It also could not see if Long Fei had the imprint of the Nether Clan.
However …
He was sure that the youth in front of him was related to the Nether Clan.
The Netherworld Qilin retracted its gaze and asked: "What are you doing here?"
"Huh?"
The change was too fast. Long Fei did not hesitate and directly said: "Digging a grave, uh … No, I was sucked in by the array, it's not like I wanted to come here."
The Netherworld Qilin acted as if it did not hear anything. "Digging a grave?"
"You …"
"You know that there is a grave here?" The Netherworld Qilin's eyes tensed up.
Long Fei said: "I don't know, I was just spouting nonsense."
This guy was obviously the tomb guard beast. To say that he was digging a grave in front of him was not giving him any face. Long Fei quickly denied it.
However …
The Netherworld Qilin asked with interest: "Then do you know whose grave this is?"
Hearing his question, Long Fei replied: "Tian Chi Holy Maiden?"
"Tian Chi Holy Maiden?"
"What is she?" The Netherworld Qilin said disdainfully.
Long Fei said again: "Demon Sect Emperor Huo Yama?"
The Netherworld Qilin said disdainfully: "Never heard of him."
Long Fei said: "Could it be the grave of the True Martial God Xu Wufu? Didn't you say that he ascended? It can't be buried here, right? If you want to bury him, you should bury him in the Boundless Sect, right? "
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