Tiangong Creation Beast

Pei Liang almost screamed when he heard Tian Qing's words. Impossible. The tone of this man's words sounded like he had seen through his bloodline talent. No one in the world could see through it!

How long has it been since their clan was active in Huanyu? Today's monks in Huanyu don't understand them at all, and even their understanding of the Tiangong clan is one-sided.

How could anyone know everything about what their race is capable of!

This is impossible. Pei Liang wants to tell himself that this is a coincidence, but facing Tian Qing's face, he really can't convince himself.

It's so unbelievable.

The young man's crystal clear sky-blue eyes clearly told him that he knew everything.

But how is this possible?!

Except for the beast creators of the Tiangong clan, who could possibly know such a secret!

Wait, the beast creator of the Tiangong clan...

Pei Liang paused, and when he looked at Tian Qing again, many things that had been ignored before emerged.

He knew Tian Qing.

No matter how trustworthy a friend is, once they want to know the location of their tribe, their sensitive nerves will be touched instantly.

"It's not as simple as you think." Yue Zhen felt that Pei Liang's thinking was too simple.

No, if you include Tian Qing's tolerance for Pei Liang, it would make sense to say that these two people are old acquaintances.

If this bloodline talent hadn't been able to save only themselves, it would have been impossible for them to live a stable life and develop steadily.

The Tiangong clan is powerful, there is no doubt about it.

The world is dangerous, and if there is one more way to save one's life, no one can refuse it.

Some smart people will adopt more advanced methods.

Even if they can only give themselves a lot of extra lives, such a race is still a favorite in the eyes of wolves in the world.

"What if it's an unconscious cliché? Invading you when your consciousness is weak, letting you expose everything unconsciously." Yue Zhen used the greatest malice to guess people's hearts. This is what the World Monk would do.

There is no high sense of urgency, but the eyes he looks at Pei Liang always have the meaning of looking at a slaughtered lamb.

Knowing the dangers of inviting wolves into the house, no one would do it.

The people haven't gathered together yet and are not among this group of people, which explains why he searched and couldn't find anyone who fit the royal temperament of the Tiangong clan.

Floating moon, excluded.

The person brought back by the Young Emperor of the Dark Night Blood Palace, Ye Linze, has attracted a lot of attention from everyone in the Dark Night Blood Palace.

"The price is not big." Yue Yang muttered.

They may change and be stained beyond recognition by the world, but the Tiangong clan will definitely be the eternal beacon, illuminating the way forward.

The blood talent of the race is engraved on the creatures with the blood of the race.

Well, if that's the case, then it's really not a big problem. No wonder Pei Liang dared to expose his bloodline talent.

He kills people more like the monks from the Dark Night Blood Palace. How could the royal family of the Tiangong Clan be such a person?

When this bloodline talent becomes subjective, they become even more difficult to catch than a loach.

She also cares about her appearance, but she doesn't have an almost obsessive attitude like Pei Liang.

Chasing and interrogating is the most brutal method. Some people know how to use it, and some people don't.

Pei Liang quietly looked at the girls in the team.

Once their original intention is gone, their power will be taken away.

It doesn't matter if he loses one life, he has a lot of lives anyway, but he doesn't want to become ugly, even if he becomes just a little bit ugly, he can't accept it!

"You really want me to join?" Pei Liang said as he looked behind Tian Qing. When he saw that none of the monks from the Dark Night Blood Palace raised any objections, he couldn't help but marvel at Tian Qing's ability.

There may be races that can steal the blood talents of other races, but Pei Liang has never seen them.

That cannot be taken away by outsiders.

Pei Liang believes in this, and they have always believed in the Tiangong clan.

It's impossible. Except for the Tiangong clan, they don't trust anyone. Even the other eight races that are also guardian races cannot let them take people to the clan's territory.

Take it and use it, and it will all contribute to the universe.

Shi Yinye also stretched out his hand towards Pei Liang. The moment his fingers touched, he suddenly asked: "Did you really die or fake your death before?"

Pei Liang's race has an extreme pursuit of beauty, which may be called paranoia.

When the two of them got along before, it didn't look like they had known each other for a long time.

Why does Pei Liang sound distressed when he talks about such a good bloodline talent?

Pei Liang comforted himself, telling himself that now that he had the news, he would soon be able to find the royal family of the Tiangong clan. On the other hand, he was still reminding himself that it was fortunate that he met one of his own, otherwise he would have lost his life this time.

The creative beasts are them, and they are the creative beasts.

Then only Yue Zhen is left.

"I don't doubt you." Pei Liang shook his head.

"Welcome." Yue Yang cheered for Yue Zhen and held Pei Liang's hand very hard.

The technique is special and makes people curious.

At the cost of losing their appearance, the race behind Pei Liang took their lives very seriously, because their appearance was their life.

Will he self-destruct once exposed?

"There is no real death. Death can be considered." Pei Liang still placed his fingers on the whip marks on his face. After a short period of time, the swollen whip marks had faded quite a bit.

"Impossible." Pei Liang just shook his head when he heard Yue Zhen's words.

The monks in Yueyang don't care about appearance, and they think it's okay to be ugly.

What some people value, others despise.

I couldn't stand it anymore and committed suicide.

"Bloodline talent." Pei Liang shook his head, you can't learn this.

If this person is...

"Welcome to join." Yue Zhen was the first to extend her hand. She always felt that the way Pei Liang looked at Tian Qing was a little strange. That look was a bit like meeting an unexpected old friend.

"If you want to find my race, you can only get it from the people who have experienced it in the world, and our mouths cannot be pried open," Pei Liang said.

The ability of the Green Silk Clan is life and death, and they have a very strong ability to understand life and death, which is unmatched by other races.

The minds are connected. Originally, there was only one person's power, but now there is the help of a group of creative beasts.

The Tiangong clan will not ask to go to their clan land. Pei Liang will always remember everything in the clan related to the Tiangong clan.

They have strong vitality, and the way to get out of the dilemma of death is very small, but for them it is very high.

I heard that the royal family of the Tiangong clan is a girl, so this person is the beast creator who sneaked into the Dark Night Blood Palace with the royal family of the Tiangong clan?

If this is the case, the royal family of the Tiangong clan should also be nearby.

Even if someone really continues to do this, it doesn't matter.

People of the Lixi tribe are cautious when going out, and they should never be wary of other people.

Without a beautiful face, there is no point in living. No one in the tribe would want to see an ugly self.

Besides, even if there really is such a race, the stolen bloodline talents can only be used on oneself, and cannot be used by others, otherwise it will destroy the balance too much.

He thought about it again and again, and finally thought of a possibility, that is, Mo Yu was separated from the royal family of Tiangong.

"You shouldn't have said that." It's too dangerous. No one knows how many people are watching here secretly and hearing these secrets.

If you decide you want to die, you can use your bloodline talent.

The same price is different in the eyes of different people.

Everything Pei Liang said may not be true, maybe it was just to intimidate the Dark Night Blood Palace monks in front of him.

Tian Qing stared at Pei Liang with her sky-blue eyes. She knew that the Lixi tribe had just been born, and she might have some knowledge of the cultivators of the universe, but she was still shallow.

Feeling that his face could regain its handsomeness and not be disfigured, Pei Liang's tone became much better.

Fan Yuehua also felt that the price was not high. He only needed to lose a little bit of appearance to avoid death. Such a good fact was really enviable.

Pei Liang's trust is profound. Each of the nine guardian races has never doubted the original intention of the Tiangong clan.

"Kung Fu?" Shi Yinye was not polite. He was very covetous of Pei Liang's abilities.

The charisma of the Tiangong clan's beast-creator was indeed extraordinary, and he easily conquered a group of monks.

"Everyone's pursuit is different." Wen Renyuan said.

There can be no such unbalanced things in the universe. Even the powerful Tiangong clan has limits.

Even among them, there is no guarantee that no one will covet Pei Liang's race.

"What should I do if I'm followed?" This question was not asked by Yue Zhen, but by Tian Qing who was standing aside.

Yue Zhen's relationship is obviously closer to Yue Yang. If this person was really a royal member of the Tiangong clan, the person he was talking to would not be Mo Yu.

Catching them may be simple, but who can guarantee that they will not escape!

Is it necessary?

Pei Liang felt a trace of jealousy and resentment toward Pei Liang, who was in a state of bliss and did not know how to be blessed.

He looked friendly: "Is there anything else you want to know?"

So who will it be?

Pei Liang didn't think anyone looked like a royal member of the Tiangong clan.

As long as you have strength, even if you call it black or white, there will be a lot of people who will agree with you.

This is both a blessing and a curse, depending on what the restricted powerful think.

No one can prevent their suicide.

If they can control this race, they can do many things with their nearly unlimited lives.

A race with many lives, such a race can do too many things.

"If you have doubts, don't join." The person who spoke was Shi Cunfei. As the only monk who had not collected a hundred blood bells, he finally felt a sense of urgency.

The instructions left by Feng Ye, the leader of the Tiangong clan thousands of years ago, are words that every Lixi tribe member should keep in mind: Do not expose the Lixi tribe to anyone, and do not give anyone the opportunity to harm the Lixi tribe.

But for the race behind Pei Liang, ugliness is a more terrifying thing than death.

Although it is not clear why the beast creators of the Tiangong clan and the monks of the Dark Night Blood Palace get along so harmoniously, nor does he know what Tian Qing wants to do, but out of the guardian race's trust in the Tiangong clan, Pei Liang is willing to trust Tian Qing unconditionally.

If you have something to say, speak directly, and be sure to ask a few nonsense questions first.

This woman's methods are not like those of the Tiangong clan.

That's not how things unfolded.

There are thousands of races in the world, and each race has its own bloodline talents.

The bloodline talent of the race behind Pei Liang is indeed enviable.

The eyes of those who react quickly are already wide open, right? It’s so cruel!

There are many rumors about this young man named Mo Yu.

If you covet the bloodline talent of a certain race, all you can do is control that race, rather than steal it for yourself.

It's just that this old acquaintance seems to need to be marked with a question mark.

But Tian Qing and Pei Liang didn’t know each other before!

Wen Renyuan, excluded.

Huanyu is about strength, not principles.

Escape again and again consumes the resources of the opponent, and their efforts are only a loss of appearance.

The Tiangong clan is back, and the world will be better and better in the future.

"Our death is determined by ourselves," Pei Liang said.

They advocate beauty, pursue beauty, and take their appearance very seriously.

They will use various methods to impress the monks of Pei Liang's race and make the monks of Pei Liang's race trust them and trust them enough to be willing to take them to the tribe.

Strength and weakness are determined at the moment of birth.

"Are there any fake ones?" Yue Yang's tone was impatient, and he was chattering endlessly.

In the eyes of the cultivators of Huanyu, this loss is disproportionate. They are so calculating that it is impossible for them to continue to do this.

The identity of the younger brother Lan Bai had brought back between them prevented Pei Liang from thinking too deeply about anything else.

"Of course it's a fake death, otherwise who are you seeing now?" Wen Renyuan was the one who spoke. Wen Renyuan rolled his eyes gracefully, wondering why Shi Yinye was so inked.

Shi Yinye looked at Pei Liang from top to bottom, inside and out, trying to figure out how this man came back from the dead.

Like the Tiangong clan, beast creation is their bloodline talent. They can create concrete beasts based on their own talents, and use the ability to create beasts to measure their own strength.

"I don't think it's a big deal." Pei Liang chuckled. Not to mention that there weren't many members of his race outside the country, but the current situation is not what it used to be.

Fuyue existed long before the royal family of the Tiangong clan revealed their intention to go to the Dark Night Blood Palace.

But even with such restrictions, once the cultivators of the world know about the blood talent of Pei Liang's race, they will still attract a lot of coveted eyes.

"Do you think we were still alive at that time?" Pei Liang pointed at his head.

Is his attitude appropriate?

"It's not big for you, but for our race, it's simply too big!" Pei Liang said.

This is also excluded.

Of course, it may be true, because he is the only one who has emerged from the Lixi tribe so far.

Everything you do to yourself can be extended to all Lixi people walking outside.

"Traveling far away without returning." Pei Liang only said four words, which cut off many possibilities of exposure.

He raised the corners of his lips, and the upward arc conveyed warmth and cruelty: "Actually, tribesmen who leave their tribe can't find their way home at all."

Therefore, no matter how much thought you spend on them, you will never be able to follow the clues.