The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

In the Hollow Jade Palace, Yang Qiu stood stiffly on the huge square. Behind him was the Twelve Blood Gods of Blood Clan, and behind him were Solomon, Dracula, and the other three hundred Blood Emperor.    

    

As for the remaining princes and thirty thousand dukes of Blood Clan, Yang Qiu didn't have the ability to move them all to the Hollow Jade Palace at once. He could only set up a passageway to connect to the outside world, allowing these Duke of Blood Clan to move to the Hollow Jade Palace by themselves.    

    

The entire Hollow Jade Palace was infinitely large. Not to mention thirty thousand Bloody Demons, even a hundred times more wouldn't be a problem.    

    

However, they couldn't stay in the Hollow Jade Palace. They could only find a place to build their own house.    

    

They estimated that these Bloody Demons didn't need a house. A coffin was enough.    

    

In front of Yang Qiu, the ancestor of Blood Clan, Cain, who had a thin body and a sharp mouth and a monkey face, was wearing a wide Daoist robe. Behind him stood eight Second Generation Blood Gods whose auras were on par with his. They were greedily breathing in the rich spiritual energy in Hollow Jade Palace.    

    

The Sky Barking Hound's head had swollen into a pig's head. Obviously, it was the head that was smashed on the coffin by Cain just now.    

    

"How many years has it been? Back then, I was just a little bat that lived happily in the chaos. I was accidentally dragged into a damn scheme. Ai, what a long and boring life!"    

    

The figure of the monkey-faced youth flashed and appeared in front of Yang Qiu. With a wave of his hand, Yang Qiu could not help but have a cut on his wrist. Blood spurted out as if it was free. Yang Qiu's legs went limp and he almost fainted.    

    

Almost a third of his blood was extracted from his body. In front of the monkey-faced youth, it condensed into a bowl sized blood bead. When the youth opened his mouth, the blood bead went straight into his mouth.    

    

The young man took a deep breath in an intoxicated manner.    

    

"What delicious blood. It's still the blood of the Eastern people. It's my favorite. Sigh, how many years has it been since I drank human blood?"    

    

The Sky Barking Hound's head swelled up as it roared at the monkey-faced young man.    

    

"Old bat, you old thing! How dare you suck this kid's blood?!"    

    

The young man suddenly kicked the Sky Barking Hound's body. The Sky Barking Hound let out a miserable howl and flew out in a straight line. No one knew how far this kick had sent him. In short, before Yang Qiu left, he had never seen the young man again.    

    

"That's right. You are the descendant of that little kid, Yang Jian. Back then, when Yang Jian was still a little kid, I even carried him and played with him in the chaos!"    

    

After saying that, he waved his hand and grabbed Solomon. After that, he rubbed his pants, scaring Solomon so much that he almost peed his pants. After a long time, he threw Solomon away and nodded with satisfaction.    

    

"That's right. You are indeed a stalker. Among my descendants, you are the best. Solomon, you are the patriarch of my Bloody Demon clan. Dracula, you will be his deputy. The remaining two and three generations, go into seclusion for me. Without my orders, you are not allowed to come out! "    

    

The Twelve Blood Gods and their fathers, the eight Blood Gods with unfathomable strength, immediately knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully. Then, they disappeared from the square without even looking back, leaving Yang Qiu who gasped.    

    

The Twelve Blood Gods was the most powerful force in his hands. Initially, he thought that he would become even stronger after obtaining the ancestor of Blood Clan. However, he didn't expect that the first thing Cain would do was to let the Twelve Blood Gods enter secluded cultivation.    

    

Cain turned around and looked at Yang Qiu, then he let out a sigh. He stretched out a dry hand and gently slapped Yang Qiu's face.    

    

"Little guy, everything depends on yourself. It won't do you any good by relying on external forces. Aren't my descendants enough to bolster your courage? Remember what I said. Your own strength is the most reliable. I will give you three chances to attack, until it is a matter of life and death. Don't disturb me, understand?"    

    

Yang Qiu was about to open his mouth to speak when two lines of blood flashed across Cain's eyes. His eyes were like two bottomless black holes.    

    

"Don't ask. I won't tell you even if I ask. In short, before you truly possess the strength of an Immortal. . . You'd better not know anything. Otherwise. . . I can't save you either. I don't know. It's your fortune, understand? The more you know, the better. There are some things. . . If you don't know, get lost. I'm going to sleep!"    

    

Cain suddenly flew up into the sky and let out an extremely sharp howl. Yang Qiu felt the entire Hollow Jade Palace tremble. The originally dense spiritual energy had enveloped the entire Hollow Jade Palace. The Hollow Jade Palace, which looked like a paradise, suddenly had a feeling of being alive. He didn't know how to describe the image of a gigantic bat. The wingspan had exceeded the limit of Yang Qiu's imagination. It had actually reached a distance of ten thousand miles. All the spiritual qi and purple qi suddenly felt like they had met their loved ones. All of a sudden, it rolled and turned into a blood-red Blood Mist. The entire Hollow Jade Palace was painted with a blood-red color.    

    

The surging Bloody Demon energy rolled around. Cain opened his mouth and sucked all of the blood red spiritual energy into his mouth.    

    

As the huge bat shadow in the sky disappeared, a faintly discernible voice was left in Yang Qiu's ears.    

    

"Kid, I live in the Bloody Demon Mountain in the west. You have three chances to beg me to help you. Remember my words and grow as fast as possible. "    

    

Yang Qiu was dumbfounded. Cain's sharp voice continued to ring in his ears.    

    

"I will entrust these grey grandsons to you. Solomon, Dracula, has a pretty good talent and can cultivate. You can't let them be buried here. In the future, they will become your capable assistants. As for the other grey grandsons, you can just find two devil clans' cultivation techniques and give them to them. Everything will depend on their own fate. "    

    

Cain disappeared with the second and third generation Blood Gods for a long time, but Yang Qiu still couldn't come back to his senses. It was only when Solomon carefully greeted him by the side that he suddenly came to his senses.    

    

"Solomon, what did you say?"    

    

Solomon seemed to have understood something. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he whispered.    

    

"Young master, the thirty thousand dukes of the Habus family have all been transferred here. "    

    

Yang Qiu was stunned. He looked at Yang Qiu and said, Young master, the thirty thousand Dukes of the Habus Family have all been transferred here.    

    

"So fast?"    

    

Solomon's red mouth twitched. After a long while, he finally said,    

    

"Young master, where did they arrange it?"    

    

Yang Qiu was stunned.    

    

That's right.    

    

Thirty thousand Dukes, where did these guys live?    

    

Dracula came over at this time with a flattering smile on his face.    

    

"Respected young master, those thirty thousand Dukes do not have their own coffins yet. They are all your most loyal and humble servants. You will not let them hang on the wall and sleep like before, right? I think that as elegant and noble Blood Clan, they should be treated like Dukes. What do you think? "    

    

Yang Qiu was completely dumbfounded.    

    

The rest was easy to deal with. How should he deal with these thirty thousand coffins?    

    

Yang Qiu suddenly pointed his finger at the sky and started cursing. He had no idea who he was scolding.    

    

Solomon stared at Dracula blankly, but Dracula was laughing wildly in his heart.