"Not bad!" Pinggong Tianze thought of the battle a few days ago.

Even though pinggong Tianze is a divine realm, he has an absolute advantage. However, when the opponent makes all the moves, pinggong Tianze's mental strength, Qi and blood are ready to move. Even in the process of fighting, pinggong Tianze is losing strength in every move.

Although several enemies are not as good as pinggong Tianze, pinggong Tianze is also consumed by the other party.

The tiger falls on the plain and is bullied by the dog!

Even pinggong Tianze didn't expect that he didn't lose in Han Zhen's hands, but lost in the hands of several unknown figures.

"The method of blood refining." Han Zhen showed a surprised expression.

Han Zhen was in the world, but he encountered many different races. And one of them, the dark alien, is just good at drawing blood and exchanging the power of blood for its own power. What these dark aliens are good at is the method of blood refining.

"The method of blood refining?" Pinggong Tianze has some doubts. He has never heard of this method.

"Blood clan." As Han Zhen knows, the dark alien race with such means is the blood race.

Han Zhen feels more and more that the world is more and more interesting.

"Blood clan? Vampires? " But the vampires don't have the ability to suck the power of the God

"The vampire clan should be the descendant of the blood clan." There are also legends of vampires in this world, although Han Zhen has never seen a vampire. But in terms of experience, vampires must be related to blood clan.

Even, it may be a descendant of the blood clan. Because of the impure blood, vampires can't completely copy the ability of blood clan, so they don't have the ability to absorb the power of God.

"Unexpectedly, I didn't die in your hands, but I was bitten to death by some insects." Pinggong Tianze has a bitter smile on his face.

If pinggong Tianze is chosen, he would rather die in Han Zhen's hands. After all, Han Zhen's talent is far better than a few nameless rats in the dark.

Pinggong Tianze is also a talented person. His death in anonymity is the last result he wants to see.

Han Zhen has seen through the injury of pinggong Tianze, and knows that pinggong Tianze is bound to die.

Han Zhen didn't feel sorry, but his life and death were unpredictable.

Now that we are on this road, we naturally know this.

"I'm looking for you today. I want to know something about the wing clan, which is what you call the wing God?"

Pinggong Tianze looks clear. Han Zhen already wants to know the news about the winged man. Now that pinggong Tianze is going to die, there is no need to hide, "I only know a little about the winged man."

"Not at all!" Han Zhen said.

"I don't know where they came from. I only know that they are very powerful. Ni Hong has a hermit elder who has profound accomplishments. Even though I have become a divine realm, I deeply feel that the other person's accomplishments are unfathomable. "

"The other side has been living in the mountains for a long time, and they do it by chance. After that, the winged God came and killed him directly. "

"What's the key to killing him?" This is what Han Zhen wants to know most.

Since the winged people are lingering in this world, they must have something to ask for.

Having seen the feathered and the looming blood clan, Han Zhenben feels that the world is very boring.

Now, it means a lot more.

"I've been speculating about this for decades, and the answer is: maybe he's too strong." Pinggong Tianze said something that he couldn't believe.