Qin Lie looked at Lie Yan Ge with a serious look on his face.

He turned his head and found that Han Che and An Hao and other five major families had their expressions more serious than the other.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "You..."

"We are serious." An Hao nodded, "What we want is the strength of the entire clan! When the next generation of our clan appears many warriors who can combine the five bloodline attributes of bloodthirsty, light, darkness, flame and black ice, the overall strength of our clan will reach a new level."

"The future of race will inevitably be stronger!" Han Che said.

"Not bad." Lie Yan Ge said with a serious face: "We do not expect that you and their descendants can inherit perfect blood. We only need the bloodline of the next generation, which can gather the bloodline attributes of the five major families like the Spirit Clan."

"They?" Qin Lie was stunned.

Lieyan Ge smiled, "Of course not one."

"Your core bloodline is the bloodline of the Flame Family, and the bloodline of the Gods. This means that you and the descendants of the women of our clan have the highest bloodline." An Hao said seriously: "In addition to our clan, women of the human clan should also be able to inherit a little of your perfect blood. Unfortunately, women of the human clan have weak constitutions, and even if they inherit a part of the perfect blood, they should not be as good as those of you and the women of our clan."

Anhao smiled and said, "Do you understand what we want now?"

"I think I understand." Qin Lie said with a headache.

He saw that because his core bloodline is the bloodline of the gods, Lie Yan Ge and others believed that only the child he gave birth to and the gods women had the highest chance of inheriting perfect blood.

Even if a woman from the human race is combined with him, it is unlikely that the next generation will inherit the blood of perfection.

This means that he and the descendants of the human race cannot threaten the status of the gods, so they are very relieved.

Lieyan Ge and others hope that he would combine with some young women from the gods, so that generations after the gods could appear in large numbers of powerful people who integrate the bloodline attributes of various major families.

Because Lie Yan Yuan is too paranoid and crazy, they do not want the perfect blood to be deprived of it. Perhaps when Lie Yan Yuan wants to do it, the gods will stand on his side.

He was honest with Lie Yan Ge and others, and after he truly knew their intentions, he felt ridiculous and secretly relieved.

At least, the gods are not his real enemy.

"boom!"

In the dark sky, the huge demonic body of the monarch Grom of the Yellow Springs released a rich demonic energy.

The surging demonic energy gradually covered the already dim sky, making this layer of purgatory feel like it has entered a long cold night.

"Their battle?" Qin Lie said curiously.

"We don't want to join." An Hao said indifferently, "After the clone of Grom and Castor, we will talk to the winner after the winner is decided. Don't worry, relying on Castor's clone, there will be no big waves for the time being. He wants to replace you, and he has to wait for the other seven clones to wake up and all recover to their peak power. By then, you should have been in the Divine Realm, and relying on his eight clones, it is just a fool to replace you in the Divine Realm."

Qin Lie was shocked, "Didn't Castor's bloodline surpass the tenth level? The Divine Realm... can really stop him?"

An Hao snorted, "Only after the eight clones and the main body can he recover his bloodline power from that time. At that time, he was the terrifying Lord of the Abyss."

"That is to say, as long as he does not merge into his main body, he will not be invincible?" Qin Lie's mind moved.

"That's it." An Hao said.

After saying this to An Hao, he felt a little relaxed, and the pressure Castor brought to him seemed not so heavy.

"Those demons..."

Qin Lie noticed that the great demons gathered at the entrance of the abyss passage also took a wait-and-see attitude towards the battle between Grom and Castor.

Those big demons with the tenth level bloodline did not help Grom and watched coldly.

"Although Grom is the demon monarch of the Yellow Springs Purgatory, Castor's identity is even more noble. His battle with Grom will be regarded by those demons as a battle for the position of the demon monarch." Lie Yan Ge explained, "The great demons who have reached the tenth level of blood have more or less known Castor's true identity and know what happened back then. Some of the great demons may... still long for Castor to completely restore their strength and become the Lord of the Abyss again."

"As long as Castor wins, kills Grom, and captures everything about Grom, he will be able to rule this layer of purgatory without any resistance."

"Those big demons are also waiting for the final result."

"We... are the same."

Lieyan Ge smiled.

"There is also a great demon who has cultivated the secret of the power of the dead soul and broke through to the tenth level. His name is Luodun, the descendant of Nagrom's bloodline." Qin Lie said.

"What kind of storm can the big demon who has just advanced? He is destined to be torn to pieces by Castor or Grom." Lie Yan Ge commented casually.

Qin Lie pondered for a few seconds and suddenly said, "I'll go and watch their battle!"

"Be careful! Your bloodline has not broken through to the tenth level. You are not their opponent, so don't do anything randomly!" Lie Yan Ge was anxious.

Unfortunately, before he could continue to persuade, Qin Lie rushed into the sky with a bang.

When he soared into the sky, he held the starry sky mirror tightly. As long as the situation was not good, he would immediately leave the sky.

"call out!"

A few seconds later, he also flew to the sky that was ten thousand meters high, and in the thick demon cloud, he saw the battle between Castor and the monarch Grom of the Yellow Springs.

Luo Dun, who was also at a height of ten thousand meters, had just broken through to the tenth level of blood, was covered in bruises and gasping rapidly in a ball of demon clouds.

As the bloodline entered the tenth level, Rodon underwent a huge change, and was thousands of meters high, with a tail as huge as Grom and the same magic wings.

As Luo Dun gasped, dead souls kept flying out of his nostrils and mouth.

Those dead souls, as he breathed, went in and out of his mouth and nose, as if they were brewing new powers.

"howl!"

At this moment, Grom roared, his spiked tail wrapped around Castor's waist like a pitch-black python.

"Shih!"

Gromler tightened his tail, and Castor's waist was instantly bloody and fuzzy.

Flashes of terrifying flesh and blood fluctuations rushed out of the demon bodies of Castor and Grom, forming a violent hurricane.

Qin Lie suffered those storms, his body was shaking and pushed to Luo Dun.

Luo Dun, who was gasping for breath, suddenly fell to him.

"Help me, help me!" Luo Dun shouted.

Qin Lie, who had not transformed into a demon lord and seemed extremely small compared to Luo Dun at this time, frowned and said, "I can't help you."

With only the ninth-level bloodline, even if he uses all his strength, he is far from the opponent of Grom and Castor's clone.

He didn't want to take risks for Roton.

"You helped me kill Daly and Aphra, and with your help, I broke through to the tenth level of bloodline. If you can help me become the demon monarch of this level of purgatory, I will definitely remember your gifts and will definitely repay you in the future." Rotton gasped deeply and said, "Help me, and you also help yourself. You don't want Castor's clone to accumulate enough power, right? Qin Lie, as long as you are willing to help me, I can swear with the oldest abyss oath, and I will respond to your request in the future!"

Qin Lie brows deeply, "What can I help you?"

…(To be continued.)h211
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