Chapter 1446 (2/2)

Yue Yue jumped into song Yan's arms excitedly.

”Let's go!”

Song Yan waved his hand and disappeared with Yue Yue and seven angels.

And then came to the ancient castle in Europe.

”Bang!”

He threw the seven captured angels on the ground without waiting for him to wave, and the poems not far away also flew to him and hugged song Yan's arm with Yue Yue.

At first, he thought that with the strength of poetry and Yueyue, they should be able to walk horizontally on this planet. In this view, their strength is still too weak, so they need to improve their strength again!

When the poems dispelled the dark creatures in the castle, song Yan took them and eleven angels into the temple.

”Poetry, you will suck their blood!”

Song Yan pointed to the angels.

”And Yueyue?” Poetry subconscious ask.”You don't have to worry about this. I have other plans!” Song inkstone.

”Oh, yes!”

The poem nodded and then grabbed an eight winged angel. With a puff, the fangs pierced his neck. In the frightened eyes of the other party, the eight winged angel's body began to shrivel at a visible speed. A few seconds later, the other party turned into a mass of powder and dissipated in the air.

”Wow, how comfortable!”

After sucking up an eight winged angel, the poem's face was full of contentment.

Then he grabbed an eight winged angel.

When she dried up four eight winged angels in succession, there was movement in her body.

”Boom!”

A momentum rose, poetry directly showed the body of blood group, two huge blood wings were stirring in the void, and a whirlwind was constantly generated

At the same time, her momentum is still rising.

Half an hour later.

The momentum of poetry climbed to the extreme, and finally broke through to the realm of emperor.

”Poetry, Congratulations!” Yue Yue comes forward and says happily.

”Hee hee, I finally catch up with you!”

”Go on!” Song Yan opens his mouth.

So, the poem grabs another six eight winged angels and sucks their blood one by one, but the strength only climbs to the peak of the early emperor. At last, she looks at the remaining ten winged angels. If he absorbs his blood, his strength will surely expand to the middle emperor.

”Don't suck up his blood. I have something else to ask him!” Song Yan reminds me.

”Good master!”

The next moment, the poem pours at the ten winged angel

After a while.

The momentum of poetry climbed again, and finally reached the peak of the middle period of the emperor. If another ten winged angel is absorbed, it should be able to break through to the late period of the emperor.

”Yueyue, it's your turn now!”

At this time, song Yan suddenly had a fist sized blood on his hand. With the emergence of the blood, the poetry and Yueyue's eyes fell on the blood involuntarily. Moreover, a pair of eyes were full of longing.

This is the ancestral lineage of the blood clan that song Yan drew when he returned.

Because there was only one, he didn't make up his mind whether to take it for poetry or Yueyue.

[author's digression]: first, thank you [Bai Tiannan], [Deng waiting for a purple chess track] and [Hu Annong] for your great reward

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