The prosperous age of blood

Chapter 483 Return My Ability
The sudden change in Freyd made Qianqi slightly astonished, and at the same time made him understand that there is no eternal hatred between bloodlines, just like the relationship between him and the blood wolf.

Before defeating the blood wolf, Qianqi always hated the blood wolf in his heart, hated him for abandoning himself, hated him for being ruthless, and hated him for being cold-blooded.But when he defeated the blood wolf, that resentment also disappeared. This is the feeling of blood that is thicker than water.

If it were someone else who did such a thing, Qianqi would never forgive him, but Freyd, he actually used his last strength to atone for his sin, and the hatred for Freyd in Qianqi's heart has disappeared into nothing.

"Is this what Freyd left me?"

With the fusion of the red light spot in the body and the Yuanling, Qianqi can clearly feel the changes in his Yuanling. First, the illusory Yuanling, which is only the size of a fist, becomes solid, and then the solid Yuanling absorbs the light. After a point, it starts to grow slowly.

This process is going on continuously, but Qianqi has no time to observe the changes in his inner world.

"Freid."

Opening his eyes, Qianqi found that Freyd's Yuanling had completely disappeared, and there was only the demon knife Xuetu trembling on the ground as if expressing condolences.

"That knife is yours too, treat it well."

Qianqi seemed to hear Freyd's voice again somewhere, and then as if he had been summoned by some kind, Qianqi's eyes were cast on the demon knife named Xuetu.

"Is this the Blood Slaughter, one of the Thirteen Holy Artifacts of the Blood Race?"

With a move of the right hand, the monster knife fell into his hand, and there was a sense of coldness in the hand, and at the same time, there was a violent ability repelling his grasp.

"You're actually resisting me."

Qian Qi frowned, and then aroused the fighting spirit in his heart, and the powerful blood rushed towards the Yaodao Xuetu crazily.

"Even if you are a sacred artifact, if you fall into my hands now, you must submit to me."

Qianqi's thoughts were transmitted to the Xuetu Knife, and Xuetu resisted even more intensely, and Qianqi's blood and spiritual power surged at the same time to suppress the Xuetu who wanted to let go.

In the middle of the sky, a group of strong men were still standing there.

"Is this the end of the matter?"

"Qianqi really solved it by himself."

"The mighty King Bruch was destroyed like this?"

"The last blow was really beautiful. It's just that what did Freyd say to Qianqi before the Yuanling disappeared? I feel that Qianqi's attitude towards Freyd has changed a lot after listening to that passage."

"It seems that a remarkable young man has really appeared in our blood race world." Fuze said with a smile.He is also very satisfied with Qianqi. "Linglong, you should be happy."

Linglong smiled: "You also said that there is an amazing little guy in our blood race world, and he doesn't just belong to my blood red country now."

"This kid is really good." Eugene also said.

For a while, the rulers of the major kingdoms all expressed their optimism towards Qianqi. This kind of expression was actually congratulations to Linglong.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded: "Once Freyd dies, does that mean that the Demon Sword Xuetu will have no owner?" Alec asked with a gloomy smile on his face.

Faced with Alec's question, the rulers of several major countries except the Seven Kills all frowned.

"What do you mean?" Linglong asked coldly.

"Why should Lord Linglong be angry?" Alec said with a smile. "What I mean is that even Freyd is dead, so the demon sword Xuetu naturally becomes a thing without an owner. Those who are capable of knowing that this blood slaughter is one of the thirteen holy weapons Zhibao, aren’t you all excited?”

It would be a lie to say that they are not moved, but the people standing there are all big figures with heads and faces in the seven kingdoms. Even if they have thoughts about the blood slaughter, can they show it in front of so many blood Xeons?

Is this Alec's head sick?

"If everyone is not interested in the blood slaughter, I, Alec, will not be polite." Alec smiled.

"Alec." Linglong yelled, and took a step forward: "The demon sword is in Qianqi's hands now, how can you say that he is unowned. It was Qianqi who defeated Freyd, and the demon sword is naturally his trophy , are you going to snatch something from a junior?"

"Snatch?" Alec's smile darkened. "The fallen angel, which Qianqi used to defeat Freyd, is my ability. The fallen angel gave it to Qianqi. This demon sword Xuetu is just a thank you gift."

"you……"

Linglong still wanted to talk, but Hughes, the leader of the Seven Kills Kingdom, took a step forward, looked at the leader of Linglong and said, "Linglong, this is a matter between them. I think we should try not to interfere. The leader of a country is not Used to mix in these little things."

"If this matter is just Alec's plan, I can still stop it, but the nature of Hughes' intervention is completely different. If I intervene again, it may cause disputes between the two countries." Linglong secretly gritted her teeth and looked at other countries The lord, seeing them all smiling and silent, scolded the fox in his heart.

Alec smiled triumphantly, took a light step, broke away from the high-altitude vampire Xeon team, and appeared behind Qianqi.

"My name is Alec." Alec said aloud.

Qian Qi turned his head and looked at Alec with a slight frown. He didn't like Alek at all.

"What advice do you have?" Qianqi asked calmly.

"I don't need advice, I'm here for one thing." Alec said.

"What's the matter?" Qianqi asked.

"Return my ability."

In the breeze, Alec's slightly gloomy face revealed a bit of ferocity, but he squeezed out a smile to face Qianqi.

"Return your abilities." Qianqi's complexion also darkened, and he asked in a cold voice: "You mean the fallen angel?"

"You're smart." Alec said with a chuckle.Then he stared greedily at the demon knife Xuetu in Qianqi's hand, the meaning was already very obvious.

"But you are stupid." Qian Qi shook his head, the other party came to find fault, so he didn't care whether he offended the other party. "Fallen angels have taken root in my inner world. It is impossible for me to return it. Moreover, this is a prize I won at the Blood Clan Prosperity Ceremony. If you want to go back, go to the organizer of the Blood Clan Prosperity Ceremony."

When he said the following paragraph, Qian Qi's voice was deliberately raised a bit, just to listen to the group of old foxes above who wanted to watch the fun.

Sure enough, after hearing Qianqi's words, a group of old guys looked very unhappy.

Linglong chuckled lightly: "That's right, you should go to the organizer of the Blood Race Prosperity Ceremony, how can the prizes be returned? If the people know this, don't all the blood races in the world laugh their teeth out, then the next There is no need to hold the Blood Clan Ceremony, because even if you work hard to win the first prize and get the prize, you still have to consider whether the prize will last in your hands."

After hearing Linglong's ridicule, the faces of all the strong blood clansmen became even more ugly, especially Fuze's face turned green, and he regretted why he didn't stop that idiot Alec just now.

"How dare you call me stupid."

Alec's face was ugly, he looked up at the strong blood clansmen in the air, and seeing their eyes were not friendly, he knew in his heart that this kid's words had put him in a dilemma.

Now it seems that his statement when he faced the Dragon King was not a pre-arranged story, but a play on the spot.this kid.

"Why, do you still want this ability?" Seeing Alec's ugly face, Qianqi sneered.

His questioning made it even more difficult for Alec to answer.The answer is yes, it is to be an enemy of the host of the Blood Clan Prosperity Ceremony, and that is the many powerful people in the Rahu Kingdom.If the answer is no, then where will I save my face today.

"Fallen angels are not a good thing, even if you like them, then keep them for now." After all, Alec is also an old man. After a short period of embarrassment, he immediately found a solution and said, "But don't blame me for having nothing to do." Just to remind you, the previous masters who got the ability of fallen angels all died miserable."

"Thank you for reminding me." Qian Qi said tit for tat: "However, Senior Alec, you should also be one of the masters of fallen angel abilities. You can stand here well, which shows that there is no absolute in everything, and I think luck will be better than yours. it is good."

"You..." Alec didn't expect Qianqi to be so sharp-tongued, and he didn't give himself any face. He had already found the steps to go down, and he had to fight back. Young blood, it seems that he has achieved a lot during this period. Let him get carried away.

Even so, let me teach you a lesson and let you understand what it means to respect a teacher.

"You are still safe and sound in the face of the Dragon King. I have to say that you are really lucky." After Alec had the idea of ​​teaching Qianqi a lesson, he stopped being angry and said, "Thanks to us old seniors who passed here today, otherwise The champion of the first Grand Ceremony of the Bloodline World may be about to disappear from this world."

After finishing speaking, Alec paused and watched Qianqi's expression change, but he was disappointed because Qianqi didn't show the slightest expression.

"Okay, I won't talk more about joking." Alec changed his tone and said, "The demon knife Xuetu in your hand is one of the thirteen sacred weapons of the blood clan. You need to hand over this knife."

"Why?" Qianqi sneered.

"Because it's a holy weapon, it's a holy weapon of the blood race, not your own weapon. It's a holy weapon, so it should be taken out and enshrined to the blood race to keep my blood race prosperous forever." Alec said.

"Okay, tell me, in which country is this knife enshrined, how about the blood-red country?" Qian Qi asked.

"Yes." Alec replied, if he said no, his covetous heart would be too obvious, and I am afraid that the lords of the other countries would not be willing.

"It turned out to be so, you can go back." Qianqi glanced at Alec, and then walked past him directly.

"What do you mean?" Alec was suddenly annoyed.

"I will personally hand over this knife to Linglong, the leader of the blood-red country, and it has nothing to do with you." Qian Qi said without looking back.

"Boy, you are too crazy."

Alec's temperament was already fiery, and he was teased by Qianqi again and again. His patience had already reached the limit, and he immediately erupted, and his powerful blood soared into the sky.

"Four Transformation Princes?"

Sensing the powerful force behind him, Qianqi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect Alec to have the strength of a prince of four transformations. No wonder he dared to make such a show.

(End of this chapter)