Evil god self-cultivation

In the forest near dusk, Ye Li's light blue eyes were full of thought, and his golden soft hair fell on his shoulders, which was very beautiful in the dusk.

He looked at Sith, "You know what you're talking about? Let me turn you into a vampire?"

Sith nodded with a smile, and slowly raised his finger to point at his neck, "Your strength is very strong, perhaps only you can achieve this effect, Mr. First Ancestor."

"I refuse," Ye Li clasped his hands lightly, with a cold face, thinking about the balance of interests in his heart, since Sith found him, it means that this may be of great help to Sith.

Qualified evil spirits never work in vain.

Sith knew that the ancestor was not so easy to deceive, and after thinking for a while, he raised his hand. The divine power on it was condensed, and a cube like a Rubik's cube slowly appeared, and the whole was pitch black.

Ye Li felt a huge divine power on that thing, disorder and chaos intertwined, like a barren void.

"Void? Energy body," Sith gently handed the thing in front of Ye Li, "This is the best thing in my whole body. I don't need it, but you may use it."

Ye Li blinked and took the cube, frowning slightly, "What's the effect?"

"He can bring you endless power." Sith didn't beat around the bush, and directly introduced the functions of the cube.

"Of course, this function is not so easy to trigger. You need to die once before absorbing the power in the cube. Under normal circumstances, it can also be used as your power booster."

Ye Li listened to Sith's introduction, his light blue eyes were calm, "Not enough, just this thing is not worth my risk for you, outsider."

Sith was slightly dazed, then shook his head helplessly, and took out a prism-shaped golden crystal from his divine space, "Shenyuan crystal, I can assure you, it is one of the strongest weapons in the world."

Ye Li took the crystal, and slowly poured some of his spiritual power into it, the golden crystal cracked and then shattered, the fragments swelled finely, gradually forming six delicate golden crystals behind Ye Li. Rhombohedral weapon, the style is a bit strange.

Ye Li turned his head slightly, saw that he put away his blood clan wings, raised his hand to grab one, and understood its name, it was called Shenyuan Blade, and it was a set of divine costumes.

"Shenzhuang, what is it?" Ye Li looked at Sith with doubts in his light blue eyes, and after he let go of his hand, the Divine Origin Blade returned to Ye Li's back, three on each side, neatly Symmetrically suspended.

Sith explained with a smile, "Nothing? The weapon bestowed by the universe is a powerful weapon."

This is the only special reward that Sith got after he was born and died in a hidden secret realm, 167 times near death, and 486 times seriously injured. This is the only one in the entire sacred geometry.

In layman's terms, a divine outfit is an accessory weapon that can elevate a certain aspect of strength to the level of a god, and the divine source crystal obtained by Sith is even more unique? The second A-level level, born from the void itself, is not the amount production version.

According to the conversion, this would be Ye Li's innate treasure, the Chaos Clock, the Taiji Diagram.

After their blood mission this time is over, the winning side can get a set of divine costumes, but the quality of the divine costumes can be said to be far inferior to the Sith's divine origin crystal.

Such a divine costume can be said to instantly pull Ye Li's divine power to the top of the false god, and with the blessing of the crystal, he can maintain this state for a long time, about 15 minutes.

Of course Ye Li knew the value of this thing, but he maintained his identity as the ancestor of the blood race, and put away the God Origin Blade leisurely and calmly, his light blue eyes were calm and unwavering, "I can help you."

Sith's smile? His face was gentle, "Thank you, may I take the liberty to ask for your name, Mr. First Ancestor."

"Ishuya Vickery." Ye Li spread out his wings and flapped his wings as he spoke, "Let's go back to my palace, and I will complete the first embrace and transformation for you."

Sith always felt that he saw a little familiarity in this name, but he quickly forgot it. He raised his hand and cast a spell casually, and his body slowly floated up.

Ye Li glanced at him, flapped his wings and flew towards the palace, Sith followed behind, not as fast as him.

Ye Li went through the window and returned to the study, and Sith also landed on the ground, a little puzzled, "Why? You still want your own home? Go through the window."

Ye Li put away his blood clan wings, his voice was cold, his light blue eyes were stained with blood red, "Don't ask so many questions."

Sith nodded knowingly, shut up and didn't ask any more questions.

Ye Li brought Sis to his bedroom, then took out a delicate knife from the drawer, pointed to the bathroom, "Bleeding, 30% of the amount, and then take a shower."

Sith didn't know about the first embrace ceremony of the blood race, so he followed Ye Li's words, took the dagger and went to the bathroom, raised his hand and cut open the main artery, allowing the blood in his body to drain.

Ye Li poured himself a cup of coffee, which was freshly replaced by Hilal every few hours, even if he was not around.

After a while, Sith walked out of the bathroom with a normal complexion, clutching his wrist, only his lips turned whiter.

Ye Li sat on a chair and ate a small tomato, crossed his legs, and continued, "Untie your clothes, I'll bite you once."

Sith nodded with a smile, unbuttoned his clothes to reveal his neck, and knelt down on one knee in front of Ye Li.

Ye Li looked at his thin neck, and after confirming the location of the blood vessels, he slowly lowered his head and bit down, piercing his fangs, and narrowing his blood-red eyes.

During this period, if Ye Li wanted to, he could kill Sith at any time.

Although the latter will not really die, it is also because Sith is a foreign tester.

Sith felt the pain on the right side of his neck and the loss of blood in his body, and the color of his black eyes faded a little. After a while, Ye Li seemed to have absorbed enough blood, slowly raised his head, and wiped it with a handkerchief. At the corner of his mouth, he took the blade next to him that had been cleaned by Sith, and cut open the blood on his wrist,

"Drink." Ye Li handed his wrist to Sith, who slowly turned his head and held his wrist, and then couldn't help asking,

"Can it only be the wrist?"

"Do you think I'll let you touch my neck?" Ye Li's voice was cold.

For Ye Li, no one has ever touched his neck, which is the most fragile and sensitive place. Even Xia Zuo once only drank it? The blood from his wrist has no chance to bury his head on his neck. In the meantime, Ye Li's arrogance belonging to the first ancestor also made him never regress.

Sith didn't say any more, and slowly lowered his head and drank Ye Li's blood.

When Sith felt the blood in his body recover, he slowly let go of his hands and raised his head, his black eyes were blood red, and he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you."

Ye Li gently withdrew his hand, took the handkerchief and wiped the blood on it, then got up and washed his hands. As a qualified ancestor, he has inherited the cleanliness of the blood lineage very well.

When Ye Li came back after washing his hands, Sith was adapting to the completely different blood in his body. He slowly took off his shirt, the flesh and blood on his back was slowly torn, and a pair of blood-red wings stretched out.

Sith slightly raised his hand and clenched his fist, and at this moment he received a reminder from sacred geometry.

[A change in faction detected...]

[Mission reset...]

[Current task of the blood clan camp: lead the blood clan and completely destroy human resistance. 】

[Submission 1: ...]

Sith finished the tasks one by one with satisfaction, put on his clothes again and looked at Ye Li, but found that the other party was a little sleepy, so he yawned a little.

The stronger the strength, the more power it takes to convert to a blood race. At least Ye Li is already a little sleepy and lacks blood after converting to a Sith. If it is another ancestor, it may be impossible to complete the Sith conversion.

"You should rest first, Lord Ishua." Sith smiled at Ye Li and thanked him, "Thank you for your help, I have to go back to White Night City."

"What are you doing back there?" Ye Li asked with narrowed eyes.

The latter smiled and said, "Prepare for victory."

After all, Sis opened the door and left Ye Li's bedroom. Ye Li didn't bother to care about him now that he wanted to sleep, so he retracted into the bed and hugged the split body, tentatively rubbing the split body's neck, and then Bite lightly on it.

It was the first time for Ye Li to drink his own blood, it was sweet and had a faint vanilla flavor.

The split body is actually another Ye Li. After several times of evolution, the summoned split body has a real entity and life. Of course, blood can also be self-sufficient for Ye Li.

Ye Li drank some and didn't drink any more. He wiped the wound on the split body's neck and fell asleep contentedly.

The eyes that looked like fragments were calm, and after covering Ye Li with a quilt, he slowly closed his eyes and rested with Ye Li.

The existence of the split body requires the maintenance of power, so when Ye Li woke up, the split body had already returned to his body to replenish his divine power.

Ye Li yawned and got up slowly, and came to the restaurant to have breakfast, but Xia Zuo came suddenly at this time and reported an urgent message to him.

One of the legendary demon hunters of White Night City died.

Ye Li looked at the report and found that the one who died was none other than the trialist of White Night City and the top demon hunter in the Demon Hunter Guild.

This loss is really terrible for the demon hunters. What can they not understand? The reason can make a legendary demon hunter die overnight.

Not only others, but Enoch couldn't figure it out either. He rubbed the space between his brows in the study, never thinking why the other side died before he even made a move.

Only Ye Li knew about this matter. He stirred the coffee with calm eyes, and ordered to Xia Zuo, "Don't worry about it."

Xia Zuo has been listening to him, see? Ye Li said he didn't care, so he didn't pursue it further.

Until the third day, the ninth ancestor died, and no bones remained.

Ye Li knew who did it, and sure enough, he met Sith that night.

The latter was wearing an ordinary black cloak, and he came to Ye Li just to have a cup of coffee.

"Why do you want to kill the ninth ancestor." Ye Li asked him calmly.

"You may not know that the less people there are, the more I get." Sith said, slowly picking up the coffee and taking a sip.

After one camp wins, they will share the theocracy shards equally, but if there are fewer people in the victory, the more shards Sith can get, and it is worthy of being the guy who is about to degenerate into an evil god.

"By the way, as the ancestor of the blood race, have you noticed other different blood races?"

Sith is looking for the whereabouts of the last tester among the 12 people. After all, this is the best way to make plans to avoid mistakes.

"I've slept for 1500 years, what do you think?" Ye Li replied indifferently, making Sith laugh helplessly, and left after drinking coffee.

As a matter of course, he didn't see Ye Li's smile after he left, his blood-red eyes lit up with a smile, and he took a sip of his coffee.

Great, great investment.

Not only did he take two things for nothing, but he also had a free labor force to help him solve the problem.