After signing in for fifty years, I became the leader of the vampire clan

Fang Qingyan squinted his eyes and looked at the jealous eyes below with a half-smile.

"What do you mean now?" Elizabeth rolled her eyes playfully and said coquettishly: "Always have a lot, okay? When I was a princess, the vampires chasing me could line up from Lamia to Bristol."

"Don't worry about them, let's go."

"How can I ignore it? So many people have thoughts about my woman, which makes me very uncomfortable!"

Fang Qingyan shook his head.

He had a thought in his mind.

Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee

Amidst a series of soft sounds, twelve blood-red holy wings unfolded from his back. Each holy wing was more than fifty meters long. The crimson blood lingered on it, and the light shone, dazzling and dazzling.

Twelve wings covered the sky and cast a shadow over the city of Bristol.

Rumble——

An extremely terrifying aura erupted, like the might of heaven, sweeping across the sky and the earth in an instant, making all living beings tremble.

In Bristol City, hundreds of people stared blankly at Fang Qingyan in the sky.

"One, two, three...twelve!"

"Oh my God! He has twelve holy wings!"

"He's a kiss...Prince!"

"Twelve-Winged Blood Ancestor! Your Majesty the Prince!"

…

The unprecedented sensation detonated the whole city.

Thump thump!

Millions of people immediately knelt down, their foreheads pressed to the ground, roaring and shouting -

"Kowtow to the Prince!"

"Kowtow to the Prince!"

…

The sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the earth and the earth.

The prince is the supreme "emperor" of the blood clan. Anyone who sees the prince should kneel down and bow down to show respect!

So when Duke Dracula saw Fang Qingyan not kneeling at the mausoleum, he became furious.

In a vampire clan with a strict hierarchy and bloodline representing status, the prince is undoubtedly the most noble, noble and powerful existence!

No one dared to think about Elizabeth anymore.

Who dares to have any ideas about the prince's woman?

"My name is Fang Qingyan, a descendant of the Dracula clan. Today I step into the role of prince and prove the true identity of the twelve-winged blood ancestor. Elizabeth and I are in love, and I will protect the blood clan... Everyone, get up."

Fang Qingyan said lightly.

For a moment, everyone was so excited that they burst into tears.

Nikala has the protection of the prince, and the days of being bullied are gone forever!

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Chapter 89

"You...did you really break through the prince?"

Elizabeth's beautiful aqua blue eyes bloomed with an unusually dazzling brilliance.

Fang Qingyan nodded and said with a slight smile: "During the breakthrough, the demons invaded Nikala. I was worried, so I asked him to come over."

With that said, he introduced the Yingying people behind him to Elizabeth.

"Her name is Petsia, and she has been with me since she was born; this is Duke Dracula, the guardian of the prince's tomb, but he will follow me in the future."

"Chirp!"

Petsia called to Elizabeth.

"Hello, my name is Elizabeth. I am the head of the Cape clan and the queen of the Nikala Kingdom."

She spoke to Petsha and Duke Dracula politely and respectfully.

A peak beast king, a ten-winged duke, strength is status!

Even if they all respect Fang Qingyan as their master, even if she is Fang Qingyan's woman.

Elizabeth also had to be polite to them, showing respect for the strong.

Fang Qingyan is the only one who can control Petsia and Duke Dracula at will!

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The Cape clan, the forbidden area of ​​the underground palace.

It is like a magnificent and splendid underground palace.

There are many secret rooms.

Elizabeth ordered someone to clean up another room and give it to Duke Dracula.

As for Petsia... As an eagle, she was used to soaring in the sky. She didn't like to stay underground or practice in seclusion. Elizabeth ordered people to build a huge "eagle's nest", which was located directly above the ground. The top of the giant pillar in the sky.

Fang Qingyan and Elizabeth were the only two people left in the secret room.

"Why did you change your name to Fang Qingyan?"

Elizabeth leaned on Fang Qingyan's shoulder and asked suddenly.

He smiled faintly: "Because I have always been the one who picked up the things I once lost."

After breaking through the holy realm, the soul is perfect and there is no flaw in the state of mind.

"You are the prince now. Our vampire clan will no longer be bullied by others. We should have the long-lost peace!"

Elizabeth looked at him with a smile, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness.

However, Fang Qingyan's eyes flickered slightly.

Peace?

Doesn't exist.

People will only believe in gods when they face sorrow, despair, and fear.

If "He" wants peace among hundreds of races, he can just create one race.

All people in the vampire family believe in the ancestor of Lilith, that is, "He", including Elizabeth.

While enjoying the power of faith contributed by the creatures in the world; while secretly eating the delicacies of the Holy Nine Realm.

The Creator lived a very carefree life.

Without destroying "him", there can never be true peace and freedom.

But it was not convenient to reveal these things to Elizabeth.

"I decided to improve the strength of the vampire clan as soon as possible, because I can't sit in Nikala forever."

After Fang Qingyan was silent for a while, he suddenly said to her.

Elizabeth was stunned, then nodded obediently: "You decide, you are the prince now, the supporter of the entire Nikara Kingdom¨｀!"

"Don't worry, we have more important things to do."

Fang Qingyan suddenly showed a meaningful smile.

Elizabeth blinked, and then understood, and her pretty face flushed for a while.

...

A short separation is better than a new love.

The next day came in a blink of an eye.

Elizabeth selected more than a dozen talented tribesmen from the younger generation of the blood clan.

In addition to all the high-level members of the Capet clan.

The group came to the secret room of the prince.

All knelt respectfully, kowtowed three times and nine times, and shouted the prince.

"I will give you the essence and blood, and refine it after you go back to improve your realm. Remember to practice diligently and protect the tribe with strength in the future!"

A faint voice sounded from behind the stone door.

Afterwards, dozens of drops of the prince's essence and blood flew out, exuding a terrifying breath of life.

Each person got a drop of the prince's blood essence. After getting it, everyone was so excited that they kowtowed and shouted:

"I will not let down the prince's cultivation!"

"You should come once a month."

Fang Qingyan said, and waved his hand gently.

Everyone found that the space around them was distorted. When they came to their senses, they were sent back to the ground.

After entering the "holy realm".

The prince's blood essence is completely useless to Fang Qingyan, but at present, if you sign in, you will almost get the prince's blood essence.

You can't get a higher reward.

"Ding! Wait until the host touches the law field, and sign in to get a higher reward."

This is the answer given to Fang Qingyan by the system.

It is also reasonable.

After all, when Fang Qingyan was in the last generation of the blood clan, the highest reward he got by signing in was only the earl's blood essence.

But if you want to practice the law, you must break through the second level of the saint.

When you reach the second level of the saint, it means that your life has begun to count down.

The realm will soar up by itself.

But Fang Qingyan's eyes are firm.

He didn't want to stay in the Saint One realm and wait for death.

He must learn the law!

He must step into the Saint Two realm!

"From Saint One to Saint Two, there is no need to polish the blood and qi, what needs to be cultivated is the mental power."

Fang Qingyan murmured to himself, "And it is not difficult to break through at all. At most, in a few years, I can step into the Saint Two realm... But I have too little information about the law."

He did have a guess.

Some superpowers can be developed to the end, and they can move closer to the law.

I have heard such a saying in my previous life: Among the three thousand great ways, the law is supreme; under the law, everyone is an ant.

Any ability, when developed to the extreme, will naturally touch the realm of the law.

"It would be great if I could find the Dusk Hermit Society."

Fang Qingyan sighed slightly.

"Chirp!!!"

Suddenly an eagle cry sounded.