Scarlet Anthem

“hehe, hahahaha!”

With scars all over his body, Mo Lan suddenly laughed, laughing wildly.

When he appeared under the altar mountain, he refused to speak. When he confronted the guards with blood, he refused to speak. When Su Zimo tried to buy him time to die, he still refused to speak.

Now, he finally breaks through the bottleneck of the 30th level, and finally no longer embarrassing them with black gold, but he speaks.

But, do I still need it?

Su Zimo disappeared in front of him, Yin Tianling fell behind him, Mo Lan, what was left of him?

“Home? I have no home anymore! I have no father, no mother, no brother, and no lover! I have nothing, what else can I lose!”

With each sentence, Mo Lan’s despair increases by one point, and the control of bloodline increases by one point!

Ink blood broke out!

Thousands of blood arrows fly to all directions!

blood energy hiding the sky and covering the earth, with anger and determination, total annihilation!

hong long!!

A thunderstorm struck the top of Altar Mountain!

The altar mountain has begun to crumble, and several of the Knight’s 30% stage are sieved into a sieve. In the blink of an eye, Mo Lan has rushed to the 60% stage leader!

Today’s Mo Lan is truly a real 30% state! His Bloodline Strength is still increasing!

“Dead!”

“It turned out to be deeply hidden.” In the stands, the patriarch of the golden nobles suddenly spoke.

What Mo Lan has done today has convinced them all! At the age of one hundred and four years old, can he achieve today’s achievements, how can the ordinary “genius” be described?

However, why does such a genius bear the name of “waste” and have not received half-hearted treatment for a whole hundred years?

Who is the cause of this century of shame? Mo Lan, this child, will he feel resentful?

Since he rejected the black gold, can he completely disrupt the blood world’s already threatening balance?

“hmph, it is too early to say this.” Huang Jin Patriarch didn’t say much, but Bai Jin Patriarch interrupted by coldly snorted.

Platinum has already clashed with this kid. This kid has revealed his strength today and will kill him sooner or later.

Huang Jin Patriarch looked at his old allies and smiled without saying a word.

The ink and blood turned into a long whip to fly the Knights on both sides directly, and the dust was flying. Mo Lan didn’t have any weapons, and the hand-made sharp claw slammed heavily on the Knight Commander’s sword. The head of Knight resisted a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back, didn’t expect when the trash in front of him had such ability.

Thirty percent, hardly defend the six percent!

Although the leader of Knight is just a breakthrough, although he is still affected by the thunder left by Su Zimo at this time, he is also a full 60%!

But in front of the majestic Mo Lan in an imposing manner, he can’t even give birth to the thought of contending!

Mo Lan was also uncomfortable. At this time, he broke out entirely out of anger, and there was no battle skill at all. However, as Cang Ge said, the control of ink blood is the instinct of the black gold nobles, and Mo Lan can use it even after the breakthrough.

These people forced Su Zimo to death, how could Mo Lan let it go!

Mo Lan looked at the Knights of the Knight group with grim eyes, a smirk at the corner of his mouth slowly lifted up, revealing sharp fangs.

Desperate? He will too!

Ink and blood burned, and the blood-colored sickle blade hit all directions!

Densely packed, shocking the world!

Even the thunderclouds rolling in the air were shaken away!

He is a black gold nobleman and the ancestor of a pure Blood Lineage Sect!

The offender, die! !

Being heavy on the ground, the altar mountain collapsed into a deep pit. Mo Lan’s whole body was bloody, and the two cracks in his right pupil flickered, and the terrifying power burst out continuously, like a torrent, overwhelming the river.

The blue thunder left by Su Zimo’s eruption still remains on the ground, and the members of the Knight regiment are not moving smoothly. But Mo Lan was not affected by Su Zimo’s thunder. At this time, his sanity almost collapsed, burning ink and blood, and slaughter all sides.

To die! It’s going to die! It’s going to die!

Anything that goes against him must die!

Bai Jin Patriarch finally couldn’t stand it. This Knight group, but their team with Commander Jin! He originally thought that the prestige of the 60% realm was more than enough to suppress this waste, but now it has been half killed by Mo Lan.

And Mo Lan is still breaking out!

While burning ink and blood, while strengthening the cultivation base, how can his bloodline control improve so fast? Even if it was still burning, his realm never dropped a half point!

However, now Mo Yuan is in control, and how many people besieged Mo Lan just now, he did not intervene. At this time, Mo Lan slaughter all sides cannot interfere either. The fight between the juniors was tacitly approved by Mo Yuan, but his own intervention means completely different.

Unless Mo Lan burns bloodline to death, after today, he will never bear the name of waste again!

Behind Bai Jin Patriarch, Rose frowned in the crowd.

He finally knows how terrifying let the tiger returns to the mountains, and he knew why he was talking nonsense with him that day! At that time, Mo Lan was just an ant that he could pinch to death at will!

And will not be noticed by anyone!

However, because Rose is pressing hard in the abandoned factory, Mo Lan loses control and burns ink and blood to release black magic. Not only did he not burn himself to death, but he also mastered this deadly combat method.

Our vampire, we are born with bloodline to determine our superiority and inferiority. And this Mo Lan is actually burning his own bloodline!

You know, what he can burn, it can only be the incomparably pure bloodline that he has controlled! Didn’t he know that this would reduce the purity of his own bloodline? It was his father Mo Yuan who didn’t dare to do this!

is it possible that ……

Ross only felt cold all over at this time, and he had already developed a bold idea irresistibly. This idea was once believed by countless people in vampire, but it turned out to be false.

But now, who can be sure if this Mo Lan is a pure Blood Lineage Sect ancestor?

One whip flew a 40% stage, and one claw smashed the 50% stage chest. The ink and blood were overwhelmingly powerful, and the bloody mist turned into billions of absolutely sharp weapons, sweeping all the enemies on the top of the mountain.

Without an order from above, the Knights did not dare to retreat at all, but now Mo Lan is mad at killing, the pressure of ink and blood makes it difficult for them to evade, they can only watch the black and red. His blood turned into various shapes, penetrating his body.

Mo Lan burned the bloodline and fought bloody battles. At this time, he had already killed almost the Knight regiment. He didn’t want to know who ordered this group of people, he only knew that this group of ants dared to stand in front of him, and even dared to siege his guards!

At this time, Mo Lan was paranoid and could not remember that Su Zimo actually chose to fall into purgatory. He only felt that all this was forced by the people in front of him.

Everyone is an enemy!

“Enough.”

Mo Lan killed seven in and seven out in the Knight group. The diffuse blood energy felt depressed even in the stands, and Mo Yuan was finally seated. Get up and stop Mo Lan from continuing to go crazy.

Almost the same ink-colored blood flew out from the fingers, turned into two long thin bands to Mo Lan’s body, and tied Mo Lan’s hands with absolutely impossible dodge speed and power.

Mo Lan only felt that his restless bloodline was suppressed in an instant. The gap in absolute strength made him impossible to resist in front of Mo Yuan.

The remaining leaders of the Knights in the 50th and 60th stages of the Knight regiment retreated with lingering fears. Even if Mo Lan had been controlled, no one dared to move forward. The seeds of Mo Lan’s heart beat fast, but they couldn’t break free from the shackles of Mo Yuan.

“When will you be fooling around!”

When all the outbreaks were suppressed back to the origin, Mo Lan realized that in front of his father, it turned out that he was still so small. So insignificant.

He thought he had made a lot of progress, and he was already very difficult to deal with. The siege of the Wucheng Realm was smashed through the whole camp by him, and the eight high-ranking nobles gathered together and no one dared to say a “No” word.

But, is it really because he has become stronger?

Heh, hehe.

It turns out that it’s not that they can’t do anything to themselves, let alone beat themselves. Only because his father is here, no one pays attention to him that’s all.

It turned out that everything he thought he had tried his best to obtain, in front of Mo Yuan, was still not worth mentioning.

Cang Ge, is this all you want me to know?

His ink blood was completely suppressed, the bloodline control no longer grew, and even the hostility slowly dissipated. The two blood stains on Mo Lan’s right pupil gradually disappeared: “Jie Military leader, in your heart, don’t you have the slightest feeling?”

I am his only bloodline! Why, why can he watch all this happen indifferently?

If he doesn’t have the strength today, will he sit in the Knights and put himself to death with Su Zimo?

No one felt that the bloodline under Mo Yuan’s military uniform also stagnated for a while. But the Road to Supreme of vampire is always destined to go alone.

This is the curse of the race, the curse of the gods!

If Mo Lan wants to go to the Peak, he will do the same!

“Everything I do is to protect the entire vampire.”

Guard? hehe, he actually said to guard?

When Cang Ge explained the ruthlessness of the gods, he also said guarding.

When Gu Beixi threw the pot to Yin Tianling to protect himself, he also said to guard.

When Sultan Qing said why Mo Yuan exiled himself, he also said to guard!

Is this your guardian?

Heh, hehe.

Since it is also for protection, how can strength be divided into high and low!

He believes in God, so why not!

The tyrannical holy light dropping from the sky is shrouded in Mo Lan!

All the nobles closed their eyes and dodged uncontrollably, and the bloodline was burned by the light. Mo Yuan’s blood bound to Mo Lan disappeared instantly. Mo Lan held the Fengyan Tiantian Gun in his hand and slowly stood up straight.

Su Zimo’s remaining Power of Thunder on the altar gathered towards the silver spear, and the silver spear ignited a raging flame!

In this flame, Power of Thunder solidified on the tip of the gun, dyeing the tip of the gun into a lightning-shaped ice blue. Mo Lan lifts the head, the little by little blood in his pupils converges, but the flame of long spear turns into blood red inch by inch.

Divine Item evolution, wind, thunder and fire spear!

Mo Lan was shrouded in the holy light, waving his hand to bring the unconscious Yin Tianling in the distance. His gaze fell on Mo Yuan, and he looked straight into his eyes, with unprecedented firmness.

“Today’s shame, Mo Lan is in my heart.

One day, I will come back,

I will come back with the true glory and future of vampire! ”

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First Volume “Magic Road” ends, welcome to continue reading Second Volume “Rising Star”

Little Mo Lan finally The name of “waste” was washed away, but it did not get the status and recognition it deserved. Returning to the human world, his mood has changed a little, and he finally re-emphasizes the power of his bloodline.

Who said that human spiritual power and vampire Bloodline Strength cannot be practiced at the same time? With Cangge, everything is not a problem. Let’s see how the rising star Mo Lan embarked on the road of powerhouse.