[69 Book Bar - www.] Bloodline skills are skills that some races have inherited from their ancestors through bloodline. These skills are extremely precious. Not only are they few in number, but the conditions for their awakening are also very strict.

And Zhidole's bloodline skill is his ultimate move, and it can also be said to be his life-saving trick!

Being able to force a god-level expert to use the skill of lowering the box shows that Ni Jiuxie is already qualified to be on an equal footing with Ridolle!

"Millipede! Eat her!" Zhidole's fierce eyes burst out with bloodthirsty light, and he cut his nails hard into his wrists.

A very deep scar instantly appeared on Zhidole's hand, and rich scarlet blood flowed from his wrist and flew toward the millipede as if guided by a pipe.

With the supply of Zhidole's blood, the greenness on the millipede became thicker, and it screamed excitedly. The unpleasant and harsh cry made people dizzy.

Suddenly, the extremely evil and disgusting insect swung its body violently and attacked Ni Jiuxie. An aura of fear, death, and evil filled the entire space, making people feel stagnant.

Unexpectedly, martial arts can actually transform into objects! Transform into shapes with force!

Ni Jiuxie was surprised by Ridolle's move, but he did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

Her eyes gradually turned crimson. Since Zhidole used the dark tribe's skills on her, she would fight fire with fire.

She hasn't tried the set of dark tribe-specific martial arts that Lian Mo gave her yet, so today is the perfect time to test its power!

The profound energy on his body surged out crazily, and a vague shadow appeared behind Ni Jiuxie...

"Asura hell!" Ni Jiuxie shouted coldly in a low voice, his cold and red eyes became brighter and brighter, the profound energy gushing from his body turned into a faint blood color, and a blood red spread around her with her as the center.

A tremor and fear came from the soul, making Zhidole and everyone in the city feel a huge despair and pressure. What's more, they knelt down with a pop!

What a terrifying pressure!

The blood pool does not spread quickly, but every time it spreads to an area, that area will turn blood red.

Zhidole felt like every cell in his body was screaming with fear.

What's this?!

He stared in disbelief, trying to escape from this terrifying area through teleportation, but found that his feet were too weak to move even half a step!

The millipede neighed and howled uneasily, and its body suddenly fell from the sky to the ground, twisting and curling up its huge body unwillingly.

The pool of blood spread around at a slow and strange speed, and did not stop until Zhidole was submerged in it.

The blood pool surged, and the screams and cries of the dead souls seemed to be lingering in my ears. The gloomy white bones at the bottom of the blood pool were exposed as the blood pool surged. With the sound of crunching, the skeletal souls of the dead, each three feet long and holding a bone sword in their hands, stood up.

He stirred up a pool of blood and rolled towards Zhidole.

Zhidole's face was full of horror, and he felt that his breathing had been suppressed. He could only stay in place and watch the blood pool corrupt his soul, and the army of bones all around him rushed towards him.

"Ah!!!" Zhidole looked up to the sky and shouted in pain, his face twisted.

Only he knows how painful he is at this time!

He felt that his soul was being stabbed by Lingchi one after another. Here, it was bloody, crazy and evil to the extreme!

Extremely bloody!

The huge bodies of several skeletal armies surrounded Zhidole, and everyone could not see what was going on inside. They could only understand the pain he was suffering from the painful wails.

Looking at Ni Jiuxie again, his eyes were already filled with a layer of deep fear.

The screams became weaker and weaker, and when they reached nothingness, the pool of blood in the sky suddenly retracted and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The wind and snow are still there, the ice and snow are still there.

It was as if the dazzling blood redness before was just a dream.

There is just one less person in the world...

Ni Jiuxie gasped for air and fell directly from the sky without a trace of profound energy in his body.

"Jiuxie!" Cang Ji teleported and instantly caught her from below.

"elder sister!"

Bao Duoduo was the first person besides Cang Ji to react and ran to Ni Jiuxie's side.

So what if the move just now was so bloody that even the dark tribe was afraid? He just knew that her sister would never harm him!

As Bao Duoduo moved, Bandola and Xin Ruoer were the first to react.

The expression on Bandora's face went from shock, to fear, to excitement.

He suddenly walked over with Xin Ruoer in his arms, his face full of excitement, his lips trembling but speechless. He finally recovered and said excitedly: "Just... that move just now..."

When he said this, he looked at Bao Duoduo, "Duoduo... do you remember? I have told you before that the Dark King has a famous skill - Shura Purgatory!

He once relied on this move to defeat three legions of the Light Clan, including one entry-level king, ten city lords, one thousand god-kings, and hundreds of thousands of people under the god-kings!

I heard that during that battle, blood flowed into rivers, the sky was blood red, and the ground was an endless pool of blood that stretched for thousands of miles. Bones were white and bones were everywhere, corpses were everywhere, and the color of the world changed!

You...your sister has obtained the inheritance of the Dark King!"

The excitement on Bandola's face almost broke the surface, and a pair of eyes flashed with crazy admiration.

The inheritance of the Dark King! It is still one of the Dark King's unique skills. Although the power is not as powerful as one ten thousandth of that battle, it has rarely taken shape.

Just like the Light tribe worships their Holy King Chuchen, the Dark tribe also worships their Dark King.

This is a kind of faith, crazy faith.

The beliefs of the Dark Clan are often much deeper and firmer than those of the Light Clan!

The reason is that the Dark Tribe are warlike by nature, advocating force, and respecting the strong. To make all the Dark Tribe surrender under their feet is definitely harder than climbing to the sky!

And once you can convince them, they will never abandon their faith.

Bandora's words were slightly trembling due to excessive excitement.

But both those on the edge of the city and those on the city wall heard his words clearly!

Thousands of people gasped in unison!

It turns out to be the inheritance of the Dark King! No wonder it is so powerful!

At this time, in addition to fear, there was also a hint of surrender and awe in their eyes.
Chapter completed!