At this point, the eight evil god tribe members had all been killed by Lu Ming. With a single thought, Lu Ming kept the power of his third bloodline.
"What exactly is this third bloodline?"
Lu Ming could not help but think.
He had been thinking about this question more than once.
The third bloodline seemed to be very mysterious and had endless power and killing intent. He didn't dare to borrow too much power from it.
This power was not something he could control.
Furthermore, as his cultivation level grew, his fear of the third bloodline grew even stronger.
This was because no matter how much he improved, he was still as insignificant as an ant in front of the power of the third bloodline.
I don't care. As long as I can keep getting stronger, I can use this power for myself!
Lu Ming shook his head. He then put away all the storage bracelets of the evil god tribe, including those of the evil god tribe that had been killed by the large bow.
