Wind, it was a breeze.
Ancestor, it was a real ancestor.
Facing the breeze, even if the ancestor did not resist, this scene was enough to show that the breeze had the ability to shake the ancestor.
Luo Wen, who was tongue-tied, quickly came to this conclusion, and then …
"If it was against the ancestor, these two butterfly … knots, might be able to resist 50 … 60% of the ancestor's power and pressure?"
This was originally another inference, but because it was too unbelievable, it finally became an interrogative question.
"That, that's just a butterfly made of essence and blood …"
Luo Wen thought blankly.
This lord used the essence and blood of each family's blood pool to make these two butterfly knots, and these two butterfly knots had the power to shake the ancestor.
This cause and effect seemed to be fine …
But in fact, this cause and effect was not established at all.
Blood pools were very important to Rakshasa, but it was impossible for a Rakshasa to have the capital to fight against the ancestor after swallowing dozens of blood pools.
"Otherwise, all we need to do is send the Luokong family to work in the mines, how can our Rakshasa not prosper …"
Thinking of this, Luo Wen finally realized that the cause and effect that could not be established could only be some miraculous things that happened in between.
And who did these miraculous things?
In Luo Wen's mind, he did not know how many times Xie Tian's voice and appearance appeared, but this time, the ordinary voice and appearance became a little mysterious because of his discovery.
"He, how did he do it …"
Before he finished murmuring, Little Bell's giggles sounded.
This laughter seemed to be the movement of the butterflies, making the two butterflies fly more gracefully, and the momentum that the wind emitted was also more captivating.
At the same time …
"It's still not enough …"
Xie Tian sighed softly, waved his hand, turned the butterflies into butterfly knots, and tied them on the two little braids.
"Father, father!" Hearing Xie Tian's words, Little Bell was so excited that her little face turned red, and she shouted excitedly, "Do you still want to make butterfly knots for Little Bell?"
Xie Tian smiled, "If there are too many, it won't look good."
"Of course not!" Little Bell blinked. "Mother's braids have so many bells, they're so pretty!"
"But don't you think that if the bowknot really becomes a butterfly and flies with you, it would look even better?"
"Wow …"
…
Hearing the conversation between the father and daughter, Zu Shang, who was left here to make arrangements, brushed his chest and bowed to Xie Tian, then turned around and left.
Because it wasn't enough.
Rowan also took a deep breath and pulled himself out of the shock.
Since he was doubtful, he decided to continue watching.
"We'll figure it out eventually …"
Out of confidence in himself, Rowan said silently in his heart. Then, he followed behind Xie Tian who still felt that it was not enough and walked towards the second family.
When the six ancestors spread the news of the ruler of the Blood Mist World to the entire Blood Mist World …
The Blood Mist World, one of the thirty-six blood worlds in the Prison of Rakshasa, became the playground of Xie Tian and Little Bell.
The process of playing …
This was how the descendants of the Luo Si Clan came to know Xie Tian.
This was how Little Bell searched for happiness.
This was how the two bowknots became more and more nimble.
This was how Rowan went from thinking in Silence, to shock, to nervousness, and then to dejection.
At the same time, this was how Xie Tian became more familiar with the first blood of Rakshasa, the essence blood of the Luo Si Clan, and the construction of the Luo Si Clan's blood pools.
He had gained a lot from this.
As for the first blood of Rakshasa, because it was too unfathomable, he didn't talk about it.
Just the hundreds of strange orbs of light in his mind caused a path that even he found hard to believe to appear in front of him.
"Milord, what are you thinking about?"
Two months later, the six ancestors reunited.
In two months, only the six families of the Blood Mist World still had blood pools.
These six families were the undisputed top six families of the Blood Mist World.
As for the corresponding six blood pools, they were unparalleled blood pools that could allow the ancestors to improve as well.
Even if their respect and obedience towards Xie Tian came from the bottom of their hearts …
But reason told them that Milord would definitely leave these six blood pools for the Blood Mist World.
This was not just a display of reason, it also showed the different statuses of the six ancestors.
But when they returned, they saw that Xie Tian, who had left the last family, was sitting on a blood stone. Although he had a warm smile on his face as he watched Little Bell chase butterflies, his mind was clearly wandering.
At this time, Rowan walked over, a complicated expression on his face.
"What is it?" Luo Chen asked, then suddenly frowned. He turned to look at Xie Tian, and then turned to shout at Rowan. "What's with your expression? If Milord becomes impatient, Old Man … "
"Not enough."
"What?"
"For Milord, the blood pools are not enough."
"Wh, why?"
"Because those two butterflies have not come back to life."
Rowan's voice was very soft, but very calm.
And the confidence that came through his calmness caused the hearts of the six ancestors to jump.
"Not, not enough?"
"But, but the blood pools of the entire Blood Mist World …"
"And the six of us …"
"Milord, this is …"
… …
The expressions of the six ancestors gradually became complicated.
But Rowan did not gloat. Instead, because of his perseverance after suffering a setback, he became somewhat expectant.
"Maybe the next six times will let me see the whole picture …"
Before he finished muttering, Xie Tian stood up, holding Little Bell, and randomly chose a direction to move forward.
"Milord!"
Luo Chen's expression struggled for a moment, then he appeared in front of Xie Tian and said respectfully, "Next is my Luo Chen Family's territory, please, please Milord …"
The other five ancestors were slightly shocked, then immediately understood.
But before they could be moved by Luo Chen's actions, they smiled bitterly in their hearts.
"After Luo Chen, it will be us …"
"Milord, this is really …"
"Why don't we go persuade him?"
"Have you not noticed Milord's way of doing things? He doesn't care about anything, but if it is Milord's own will, he will not allow anyone to change it! "
"But, but Luo Chen and the others …"
… …
Following behind Xie Tian, the six ancestors became silent.
Although the Blood Decay Realm had shamelessly accused Milord of being the successor of the Evil Emperor …
But this was not important to the Blood Decay Realm.
What was important was that the Luo Chen Family, whose upper echelon had almost been wiped out, would definitely not give up. With Luo Chen's explosively rising reputation in the past hundreds of years, what the Blood Decay Realm would have to face next was very likely the entire Blood Decay Realm!
Although they had Milord as a reassurance, they, who had lived long enough, still hoped to have another trump card.
The trump card that could be used was naturally the blood pools of the six ancestral families. But now, their Milord was walking towards the six blood pools.
"I only hope that Milord is truly invincible …"
When Xie Tian stepped into the empty territory of his family, Luo Chen smiled bitterly and muttered. Hearing this, the other ancestors were silent, but they also felt a trace of anxiety in their hearts.
And this anxiety grew as Xie Tian did not come out for a long time.
At this moment …
"Blood Mist Realm …"
On the border of the Blood Decay Realm and Blood Mist Realm, a scarlet red covered the sky.
And at the tip of the scarlet red, an ancestor who wanted to spit out his aura spoke calmly.
"Blood Mist Realm is nothing." Another ancestor sneered. "The successor of the Evil Emperor is the most important!"
"Sir Luo Chen," the third ancestor said with a smile, "is this news true?"
The pale-faced Luo Chen nodded fiercely. "Absolutely! Sirs, if you can help my Luo Chen Family take revenge, I, Luo Chen, will not take any of the merit of capturing the successor of the Evil Emperor! "
"Aiya, what are you saying!"
"That's right, Sir Luo Chen is on good terms with the Elder Council. We might need to rely on you in the future …"
"Then it's decided! We will split the merit of capturing the successor of the Evil Emperor! "
…
After the conversation, the division of benefits also came to an end.
In the end, the Blood Decay Realm's Rakshasa elites, who had been rejected by the Blood Decay Realm's ancestors as predicted, charged into Blood Mist Realm with a wave of their hands.
Luo Shang, who was surrounded by the Rakshasa, couldn't help but shiver the moment he crossed the border.
But looking at the nine ancestors at the very front …
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