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Chapter 921 Fairy Bloodline

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    Mo Fan has no idea about his identity.

    Isn¡¯t he just an earthling?  Why does the body contain the blood of the fairy clan?

    However, it seems that this race is very powerful!

    "It seems that you know nothing about the fairy clan! However, you do contain the blood of the fairy in your body, and you are indeed from the fairy clan. Could it be that you are the illegitimate son of a certain monk from the fairy clan? From now on?  Abandoned child?" In front, an ancient bark face looked curiously at Lin Chen below and asked suspiciously.

    ""

    Hearing this, the eyes of the third-generation Demon Emperor, Sword Spirit Ancestor, Qing Qing and Long Er standing behind Mo Fan kept twitching.

    This is a senior!

    However, they finally know the identity of their senior, he is from the fairy clan!

    ¡°How powerful is this fairy clan?¡± Long Er asked curiously.

    "The three most powerful prehistoric races in the world! They have existed since the prehistoric period! At the beginning, I was chased by many powerful monks, but it was the third patriarch of the Fairy Clan who saved me!"

    The peach tree demon spoke human words and sighed.

    "What about the current fairy clan?" Mo Fan asked.

    "I don't know! I haven't seen the fairy monks for a long time!" said the flat peach tree demon.

    Mo Fan took a bite of the flat peach and couldn't help but sigh: "It's delicious, very sweet!"

    "Of course!" When the peach tree demon heard this, he smiled and said, "This is produced by me! If it is produced by me, it must be a high-quality product!"

    His words were full of overbearing confidence.

    "Brother Mo, can I eat it?" At this moment, Long Er swallowed his saliva and thought about eating this flat peach. To the seniors, this flat peach was just very sweet, but to these monks, it was a great tonic.  It can even be said to be a great blessing!

    "Of course!" Mo Fan smiled slightly and looked at the peach tree demon in front of him.

    The Peach Tree Demon also nodded and said: "Of course it's okay! Since you are his friends, feel free to take it! Anyway, I have more!"

    When the monks not far away heard this, their eyes kept twitching.

    Is this okay?

    Comparing people to each other is so annoying!

    "Sir, can I spend a lot of money to buy this flat peach?" A monk came slowly, and his eyes fell on Mo Fan. He could tell that the flat peach tree demon could make this person taste anything.  If you don¡¯t have a variety of flat peaches, it¡¯s better to simply buy the flat peaches from this person.

    There should be no one in this world who doesn¡¯t love fairy stones!

    Mo Fan thought about it and felt it was inappropriate, so he just shook his head and declined politely.

    After all, he had seen the attitude of the Peach Tree Demon towards these people just now!

    If you agree, wouldn¡¯t that be a slap in the face of the peach tree demon?

    "snort!"

    At this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded in the starry sky.

    Everyone looked up and saw a huge monster beast in the starry sky.

    This monster looks like a tiger, but it has a pair of wings on its back, and when the wings flap, there are low-pitched sounds of breaking wind, which are endless and extremely loud.

    This monster beast is covered with blood-colored scales all over its body, spitting out bright blood, constantly flashing, and extremely dazzling.

    There is a monk standing on the back of this monster beast.

    This monk is thin, has long blood-colored hair, and carries a bloody sword on his back. He exudes extremely amazing aura fluctuations.

    "Who is this?"

    Mo Fan raised his head, looked at the young man standing proudly on the back of the monster in the void, and asked curiously.

    "This person should be from the Hell Clan!" the Peach Tree Demon said slowly, and then he said to Mo Fan: "You can completely restrain him!"

    "I am sure?"

    When Mo Fan heard this, he was stunned and looked at the Peach Tree Demon suspiciously.

    "Um!"

    "The race that the Hell Tribe is most afraid of is the Fairy Tribe! Because of bloodline suppression!"

    The peach tree demon looked at Mo Fan and said slowly.

    After his explanation, Mo Fan also had a certain understanding of the Hell Clan.

    It turns out that this Hell Clan was once a subordinate of the Fairy Clan!

    Completely controlled by the Fairy Clan!

    At the beginning, the leader of the Fairy Clan imposed bloodline suppression on these subordinate races!

    The monks of these subordinate races will be directly at a disadvantage when facing the fairy clan.

      "However, it has been so long, and I don't know if it will have any effect! But you can give it a try!" asked the Peach Tree Demon.

    "How to try?"

    Mo Fan asked curiously.

    "Just tell him to kneel down!"

    The peach tree demon thought for a while and said.

    "Is it really possible?"

    "What if it doesn't work?" Mo Fan asked.

    "Aren't I here?" the peach tree demon said.

    "You won't harm me! Senior!"

    Mo Fan asked.

    "Just call me Xiaoshu! Of course I won't harm you!" said the flat peach tree demon.

    "good!"

    Mo Fan nodded. The next moment, he jumped up and was suspended in the void of power. He raised his head and looked at the monk standing on the back of the tiger-like monster on the other side and said: "Kneel down!"

    When the blood-haired young man who stepped on the monster's back heard this, he was immediately stunned. Then, he looked at Mo Fan in front of him suspiciously.

    Immediately afterwards, he laughed, his smile full of ridicule: "Hahahaha!"

    "Are you kidding?"

    "Want me to kneel down?"

    "Just you?"

    As soon as these words came out.

    Below, the eyes of the third-generation Demon Emperor, Sword Spirit Ancestor and other monks twitched. This guy was too courageous.

    "It's useless!"

    Mo Fan turned around and looked suspiciously at the big tree in the sky not far away.

    Seeing this scene, the Peach Tree Demon frowned and felt that it was very unscientific: "It's unscientific! You have the blood of the fairy spirit. According to common sense, you can completely suppress him! Bloodline suppression!"

    "Fairy bloodline?"

    "Are you from the fairy clan?"

    Hearing this, the blood-haired young man in front of him squinted his eyes and stared at Mo Fan in front of him. Then, he shook his head and said: "Impossible! The fairy clan has been destroyed long ago! It is impossible to appear again.  It¡¯s here!¡±

    "This is impossible!"

    "Try to circulate the blood in your body!"

    "Are you not running the blood in your body?" The peach tree demon thought of something, looked at Mo Fan not far away, and said slowly to the latter.

    As soon as he said this, Mo Fan nodded slightly. He did not have the blood running in his body just now.

    At this moment, he directly circulated the blood in his body, and suddenly, the blood in his body started to roll.

    He looked ahead suspiciously. In fact, he also wanted to know whether he was from the fairy clan!

    Boom!

    With the circulation of blood in the body, an extremely huge momentum suddenly rushed towards the young man in front. The speed was extremely fast and shocking. It was like a majestic mountain pressing down on the blood-haired young man!

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