The man opened his mouth again and said, "those who call themselves gods will come to draw out the blood from your own body. They are very straightforward. Knowing that the blood can not be purified again, they will lock you in this place and let your body make blood for them. For I don't know. It seems to be used for someone. "

after hearing this, Lin yaoyang immediately frowned.

What do you want from people of special blood?

Lin yaoyang looked at the ancient races beside him, and he was immediately relieved. Although these ancient races seemed strange to him, they might be just barbarians for those people, and they didn't like them either.

What they need may be their own blood with special abilities. Lin yaoyang knows that they will definitely have their eyes on themselves.

Lin yaoyang frowned at the man and said, "how often do they take blood?"

After hearing Lin yaoyang's question, the man flashed a trace of hatred in his eyes. He clenched his teeth tightly and said to Lin yaoyang, "three hours

Lin yaoyang also took a cold breath. Looking at this man's appearance, it is obvious that there is no lack of blood drawn. Three people come to smoke once. Who can stand this kind of torture. This can take as long as it takes to kill a person alive.

Lin yaoyang did not speak any more and began to sit there thinking about countermeasures.

However, Lin yaoyang has not been able to rest for a long time. He is aware of the news coming from the dungeon.

Lin yaoyang directly got up and put Ke lie away.

The man didn't realize what the situation was, but after seeing Lin yaoyang's movements, he also followed suit and collected Huoyu.

"Click!"

Above his head came the sound of the dungeon door being opened.

The man's face turned white when he heard it.

Then only an old man and two young men came down to the dungeon.

After the old man came down, Lin yaoyang only saw that as soon as the old man came down, all the icicles around him shrank into the ground automatically.

The old man went straight to the man who had just talked with Lin yaoyang, and asked with indifference: "dead or not."

The man knew that he couldn't hide it. He could only move his body reluctantly.

Then obediently gave his hand out.

Seeing this, the old man sneered, "it's quite sensible."

Then Lin yaoyang saw that the man's outstretched hand was gently scratched by the old man with his fingernails, which blood was gurgling from the man's arm.

The old man's finger a move, those blood followed the guidance of the old man towards a jade bottle in.

The process of bloodletting lasted a few minutes. The amount of bleeding, Lin yaoyang, was a little frightened.

The man's face was pale and there was no trace of blood at all.

Lin yaoyang didn't mean to sympathize with him. He didn't forget when he started to fight against him.

Lin yaoyang doesn't sympathize with this guy just because he gave him some news.