Even the only Rizhao vampire named Shen En was curious. It seemed that he was extremely talented to be promoted to Rizhao. According to his understanding of Ma Shangsi, his friend should not be able to break through the shackles of Yueyao, but this time After returning, he was already under the sun, which made him doubtful.

"There's nothing I can't say." Ma Shangsi smiled slightly, "Even if I can't tell others, of course I'm willing to tell the truth to you guys."

As soon as these words came out, several vampires showed moved expressions on their faces.

"Come with me." Ma Shangsi drank the wine in his glass and stood up to greet him.

Several vampires had no doubts and quickly followed.

After a while, in a closed secret room underground, Ma Shangsi opened many restrictions to isolate the inside and outside.

The few vampires who followed him couldn't help but look stern when they saw that he was so cautious, and they vaguely realized that the secret that Ma Shangsi was about to reveal this time might be a bit extraordinary.

After all, if you just simply explain why you were promoted to Rizhao, there is no need to be so mysterious.

Looking at the expressions of his friends, Ma Shangsi smiled slightly and activated the Blood River Technique a little.

Blood filled the air and soon filled the entire secret room.

Ma Shangsi's voice also slowly sounded: "The reason why I was promoted to Rizhao so smoothly is very simple..."

As his words fell, he was slowly activated by the holy nature that he had restrained with his secret skills.

The faces of several vampires changed, and Shen En even exclaimed: "The body of the Holy Lord?"

He couldn't believe what he was feeling at this moment. The blood river of Ma Shansi actually conveyed the holy nature that only the Holy Lord could possess, and that holy nature continued to increase, and soon surpassed what he had seen in other Rizhao Holy Lords. degree of feeling.

But...how is this possible?

The holy blood has always been strictly controlled by the senior leaders of the blood clan. The death of every saint of the blood clan is recorded, the cause is traced, and the holy blood is recovered.

It would be fine to say that Ma Shangsi was refining a drop of holy blood by chance and became a saint. However, a drop of holy blood could never have such a strong holy nature.

How much holy blood must be refined to reach this level?

Under the suppression of this holy nature, he felt that his energy and blood were stagnant in every sunshine. Even if he tried his best at this moment, he could only exert a strength that was barely comparable to Yue Yao's.

He was all like this, and the five-month-old Yao next to him was like a soft-footed shrimp. They were all soft and limp, and they hurriedly supported each other to prevent them from falling, but everyone had a look of fear and envy on their faces.

The fear comes from the suppression of blood, and the envy comes from the amazing opportunity of my friend.

"Do you feel it?" Ma Shangsi tried his best to slow down his voice. He had no ill intentions towards his friends, but the suppression of blood was beyond his control.

Everyone nodded.

Shen En opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but finally endured it. He originally wanted to know how Ma Shangsisi was promoted to Rizhao, and see if he could be inspired by Ma Shangsi's method, but now it seems that there is no such thing. Need to ask. JrNovels.com