at this time.

In a distant wizard tower, Kliman is working hard to circulate his bloodline in his body, and the source of his bloodline is also improving little by little.

"This new blood circulation method is more suitable for us than the meditation method." He sighed. He is now using the method spread from the latest central continent. The method that replaced the meditation method is more suitable for warlocks.

"This is the beginning of a new era, this is the era of warlocks."

He slowly stood up and walked towards the outside of the wizard's tower.

The place he is in is a city. Not long ago, this place belonged to the Tower of Blood, but now it is his territory.

"It's really a pity that a force that doesn't even have a true spirit occupies such a large area."

As he walked along, people on the road looked at him with admiration. These were basically the people who had been following him these days. After all, he was a true spirit.

At this time, a person not far away suddenly came to him: "Sir, the reply from the Tower of Blood has arrived, and they have rejected your request."

"Yeah." Kliman nodded, raised his head and said leisurely: "The rejection is within my expectation, but it's a pity that they still don't understand what a true spirit is."

"Yes." Zhu Xueqiong followed.

"Lord Kliman is fighting this man. It looks like the battle should begin now." Eli said absently, his eyes fixed on the distance.

I didn't know there were people like that in the Tower of Blood.

Kliman looked at Zhu Xue, his eyes full of casualness.

So, the eldest brother named Eli watched the two of them fly towards the sky, and then flew towards the mountains in the distance.

A warlock came to Eli and asked him: "Eli, what happened?"

"Then let's go. Alice was beaten unconscious. He has to apologize and get to know his future boss by the way." Zhu Xue smiled and then flew into the sky.

The warlocks were also stupid.

The warlock blinked, thought for a few seconds and said, "Sir, I must have remembered it wrong about that statue. It has a history of almost eight hundred years. I have only been on the West Coast for a few decades. How do I know about that? But I heard about it.

He seems to be a very important person in the Bloodline Tower."

I immediately ran under the sky and looked in the direction the two people left.

There were two figures in total, one was flying in the sky, and the other was being carried in the hand. A closer look revealed that it was not Zhu Xueqiong. He looked extremely miserable at this time. Not only was most of his clothes incomplete, but his right arm was missing.

He even fell into a coma.

"What happened?" asked the warlock.

"The name is..." the warlock thought, but couldn't remember it, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more numerous.

"Yes." Eli didn't dare to respond and said immediately. Looking at the adult being dragged to the ground, I couldn't help but close my eyes.

He suddenly became interested, turned to the men on the side and asked: "Eli, who is this statue?"

My heart was roaring, and I was a little uneasy, but then my heart calmed down. There was Lord Kliman beside me, a true spirit from the Central Continent.

Zhu Xue glanced at me and said, "Did you see this statue on the ground? This sect is here."

She has white hair and white eyes, wearing a gray warlock robe, and holding a metal threaded staff in her hand. I have never seen this woman before, but I have a strange emotion when I look at her, as if I know her somewhere.

"Please make arrangements. Next, you have to go to the Tower of Blood." Haman said to him.

"That's right." The warlock suddenly understood and nodded hurriedly. At the same time, he looked to the side and saw a familiar young man.

Although it is not necessarily voluntary, it is too slow.

So, I'm a little unsure.

"It's over."

But when they saw it clearly, everyone seemed to be choked.

"Prepare a place for him. I want to talk to Kliman." Haman walked all the way to Eli and said.

"Sir, please stop joking." Kliman was embarrassed.

A smile.

His eyes were full of reluctance, but he still looked at everyone and said loudly: "Everyone, starting from today, I will join the Tower of Blood. I hope you will not interfere. Of course, joining the Tower of Blood depends on what you think."

When it comes to statues, it’s naturally the one in the center of the city.

I originally thought the Tower of Blood was a sheep, but it is clearly a tiger.

An hour later, the door opened and Zhu Xue walked out, followed by Zhu Xueqiong.

A few hours later, they were still ambitious and aimed to conquer the Bloodline Tower. A few hours later, their leader joined the Bloodline Tower.

The statue is made of stone, but it is obvious that the craftsmanship of the maker is very exquisite, and the man appears to be very energetic. Moreover, the man is wearing a magic robe, a hood on his head, and holding a threaded staff in his left hand, with a confident look in his eyes.

Look ahead.

Looking at that scene, Zhu Xue felt like she was falling into the abyss.

The fact that your Excellency was beaten like this doesn't mean that He-Man is far superior to you.

As soon as he said these words, the whole street fell silent for an instant, and hundreds of people stared blankly at Kliman, as if they did not expect such a thing to happen.

At this time, Kliman lowered his head and said nothing.

I couldn't see through the person who suddenly appeared, which meant that the person in front of me was at least a MSI-level warlock, or else a higher level.

Soon, two figures appeared in the sky in the distance. My eyes lit up and I started.

"They must be from the Tower of Blood. They are so powerful. How can they occupy such a large area?"

I finally remembered where I had seen it.

He stretched his body and showed a cruel smile in his eyes.

I turned my head and looked at Lord Kliman. At this time, Lord Kliman was looking at the person who arrived, his face was full of solemnity, and there was a faint trace of hot sweat on his forehead.

Then in everyone's sight, the two flew towards the Bloodline Tower.

Talk? I’m afraid it’s a one-sided talk.

Kliman raised his head. At this time, both sides of the street were filled with people who had taken refuge with him. They were all looking at the wizard's tower.

"It seems that his prestige is pretty good." Haman turned to Kliman and said.

For a moment, everyone was speechless and just stared at the two of them blankly.

"No, who is this? The Lord was beaten like this?"

Others also saw it and opened their eyes wide.

I understand that this time I was impulsive.

Is the person in the statue still alive?

Suddenly, at this moment, a voice came from the side.

On the other side, Haman led Kliman into the city, and everyone ducked away.

Then my mouth gradually opened wide, and in the white pupils, dazzling lights, and terrifying sound waves also came from that direction. I watched helplessly as the mountain closest to us turned into flat ground after a flash of light.

, I also heard the sound of a bear roaring. If I remember correctly, Zhu Xueqiong’s bloodline is that of a seven-ring earth demon bear.

"Herman".

I never expected that Zhu Xue would be so weak. He was no match for him.

There was no movement after that.

Soon, everyone watched Haman dragging Kliman into a wizard's tower.

I want to live.

statue!

And as Haman got closer, everyone completely confirmed that the unconscious person was Lord Zhu Xueqiong, a true spirit level warlock. They all felt excited. They understood that if Kliman kept it secret, they would definitely not get any good results.

Although it was fast, neither the movement nor the sound was loud. The eight-ring warlocks ascended into the sky one after another, and the city walls were filled with their warlocks.

"Okay!" Zhu Xueqiong nodded with difficulty.

At this time, there are still many flowers behind the statue, which shows that the popularity of this statue is still high.

But the sound only lasted for a few seconds before I heard a shrill scream, and then the sound disappeared without a trace.

Listening to the scream just now, my heart

I felt a little uneasy.

Except for me, everyone else was shocked when they saw this scene.

Everyone was left looking at each other.

So in the wizard's tower, when Haman asked me why I still didn't die after serving for a thousand years, I readily gave the answer.

My body stiffened, my head jerked as I looked towards the statue not far away. When I looked back at this person, I saw that he was exactly the same.

We were all curious, and our eyes widened when we looked at the flattened mountain peaks.

Suddenly, my body froze and became cold, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured down on me.

"He seems a little relaxed, but I think we need to talk. After all, the Tower of Blood is my private property. It's not polite for him to do that, especially when he hurts my people." Zhu Xue's face was still nervous.

He smiled, but his tone was doubtful.

"Do you want the Tower of Blood?" Zhu Xue looked at the man with a smile.
Chapter completed!