"Brother Wesley, come on!"

"Wesley, come on!"

Seeing Jiang Ming walking barefoot towards the blood pool, Ah Xiu and Renault were both behind to cheer Jiang Ming, and the eyes of the others also fell on him, Renault condensed a four-grade blood beast, they wanted to see how many blood beasts Jiang Ming, who was pinned on by the patriarch, could condense a few grades.

After approaching the blood pool, Jiang Ming looked towards the blood pool, the blood in the blood pool was very thick, but after getting closer, there was no trace of blood, but there was a light fragrance similar to jasmine.

Looking at the thick pool of blood in the blood pool, Jiang Ming was curious where the blood came from, and threw a probing technique towards the blood pool, to his disappointment, the attributes of the blood pool could not be explored at all.

"After completing the task of the Bai Patriarch and becoming the Patriarch of the Blood Clan, you must come to study this blood pool and the bronze mirror on the blood pool."

Jiang Ming muttered something in his heart, and then raised his feet and walked towards the blood pool.

Stepping on the blood pool, it is as if the whole person is standing on top of the jelly, which is cool and comfortable.

After walking a few steps and coming to the position where the bronze mirror was placed, Jiang Ming stepped on it and sat cross-legged on it.

Take out the silver needle and prick it lightly on the index finger, and drops of blood flow out of it and drip onto the bronze mirror.

"Buzz ......"

Blood dripped on the surface of the bronze mirror, and the bronze mirror made a buzzing sound, and the blood dripping on the mirror surface began to expand rapidly, forming dense blood-colored lines like meridians on the mirror.

After the blood-colored lines covered the entire mirror, there seemed to be no sign of stopping, and they still turned into blood-colored lines that spread around, and finally even spread to the blood pool, and the blood-colored lines were like a huge blood net at this moment, covering the entire blood pool.

"This is ......" Patriarch Bai was very shocked when he saw this scene.

It's not just the white patriarch. Ning Xiang, Luo Kai, and all the clansmen present were shocked, after all, they had never seen this scene before.

"Roar~"

At this moment, a monstrous dragon groan came from behind Jiang Ming, and I saw a huge five-clawed blood dragon phantom appear in the sky behind Jiang Ming, hovering in the sky for a while, its long body coiled around Jiang Ming. A pair of fierce eyes looked at Renault's group on the edge of the blood pool.

"Poof!!"

As the five-clawed blood dragon phantom looked towards the blood clan crowd, all the blood clan members were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, including the Bai clan chief, all of them were praying sincerely.

The only one standing in the crowd was Renault, Renault looked at the five-clawed blood dragon phantom behind Jiang Ming, and then glanced at the blood clan kneeling on the ground, and said secretly in his heart: Isn't it just a blood dragon beast soul, no matter how high the grade is, is it necessary to kneel? But Wesley was really good. It was possible to condense an Oriental Blood Dragon, but I don't know what grade it is.

The five-clawed blood dragon blood beast stayed in the sky behind Jiang Ming for a while, and then turned into a bloody light and burrowed into his forehead.

As the five-clawed blood dragon phantom disappeared on his forehead, his forehead suddenly lit up with twelve blood-colored auras, that is to say, the blood beast he condensed belonged to the twelve-rank!

"Patriarch Bai, why are you kneeling? Get up. ”

When the twelve blood-colored auras disappeared, Jiang Ming returned to the shore. looked at the blood clansmen who stared at them with wide eyes and shocked faces. He asked, a little dazed.

"Haha, twelve-grade top-grade blood beast, how many years, except for the ancestor of the blood clan who had a twelve-grade top-grade blood beast 100,000 years ago, you are the second person in the history of the blood clan to have a top-grade blood beast, it seems that my blood clan is hopeful!" Patriarch Bai stood up with Jiang Ming's support. After standing up, tears of excitement flashed in his eyes, and his trembling and shriveled hands tightly grasped Jiang Ming's palm.

The second person in 100,000 years to possess a twelve-grade top-grade blood beast!

Patriarch Bai's words also made Jiang Ming's body tremble slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know why he was able to condense the top blood beasts of the Blood Clan, but he was sure of one thing. The blood of the players in the game is extracted according to the DNA and simulated by the system, that is to say, he condensed the twelve top-grade blood beasts, which should be related to the mysterious potion he injected in reality, of course, it may also be related to the fact that he is the descendant of the Demon Saint.

But in any case, with a twelve-grade blood beast, his strength is equivalent to an increase of twelve, that is, 1. 2 times, which made him feel very happy and excited.

Now that he doesn't enter the demonization state, without using any skills, his attack power is about 3500, and when he enters the demonization state, it is increased by two times, and the attack can reach more than seven thousand, which is considered to be the increase of the blood beast by 1. 2 times, his attack power can reach more than 14,000, and if you count the skills, it is estimated that he can break 20,000 attack power.

At this stage, there are only a few people whose attack power can break 10,000, and there are almost no people whose attack power can break 20,000, unless you get an artifact with no level limit to achieve such a high damage.

"Little Demon Emperor, since you have condensed a blood beast that is on par with the ancestors of the blood clan, it seems that it is a predestined thing in the dark, and today, the old man will teach you the position of the patriarch!" Patriarch Bai continued.

"There's something wrong with this...... Jiang Ming scratched his head in embarrassment, but shouted in his heart: Jiang Ming, you are a hypocritical fart, the patriarch of the blood clan, you have become the patriarch of the NPC, what a bullshit.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Patriarch Bai shook his hand, turned back to the two old men who were about fifty or sixty years old, and said, "Elder Kitong, Elder Jaime, you two go and arrange the handover ceremony of the patriarch. ”

"Yes." The two elders glanced at Jiang Ming respectfully, then quickly turned around and left, going to prepare for the patriarch handover ceremony.

"Let's go, go back to the valley."

When the two elders left, the Bai patriarch was flushed, still very excited to say to everyone, and then walked towards the outside of the cave with the support of Ning Xiang.

Walking behind the Bai patriarch, Jiang Ming found that every time Ning Xiang took a few steps, he would secretly glance at him behind him, and when he looked over, Ning Xiang would be very shy and don't look away.

Shy?

Yes, it's shy!

In Jiang Ming's reflection, Ning Xiang is a very cold and glamorous beauty with a temptation, but at this moment, when the cold and glamorous beauty is very shy and peeks at herself in a little woman's posture, he feels a little surprised, and at the same time, he feels that he seems to have seen this kind of look recently.

"Wesley, you're amazing."

At this moment, a figure walked up to him, grabbed his arm very affectionately, rested his chin on his shoulder, and whispered softly in his ear.

Jiang Ming turned his head and looked at Renault, who was lying on his shoulder at this time, staring at him with admiration, he finally knew why Ning Xiang's eyes just now were so familiar, because Ning Xiang's eyes just now were very similar to Renault's eyes now.

"Uh, am I going to go for peach blossom luck?"

He didn't expect Ning Xiang to like him, and he didn't expect that a blood beast condensation would make Renaud already love him to the death, which made him feel like he wanted to cry without tears. (To be continued.) )