"I don't believe it, my dignified prince of the blood clan will be trapped by this monk of you!

Yang Tian let out a loud shout, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly erupted from Okulafik's body, constantly colliding with the golden light around him.

But no matter how the blood mist attacked, the golden light in the warehouse showed no signs of retreating, and even became more intense as the blood mist's attack became more and more fierce.

"Amitabha!"

The copper-headed monk shouted another Buddha horn, and the blood mist disappeared in an instant.

"Donor, there is no end to the sea of suffering, put down the butcher knife. ”

Facing the hideous Okulafik, the copper-headed monk still said tepidly.

"Damn! You old bald head, why do you meddle in my business!"

Hearing the copper-headed monk's words, Okulafik roared hoarsely at him, "Do you want to stand up for him? Do you think you are very righteous? Do you know that he is actually a demon?

"Dead bald, listen to me, you'd better kill me, or you'll regret it! I'll torture you until you turn into a skeleton and then kill you!"

As the golden aura bound to his body tightened more and more, Okurafik's emotions became even more excited, and he even did not hesitate to spew a large amount of blood from his mouth, forming dozens of blood arrows to attack the surrounding golden light.

However, the more intense his struggle, the stronger the mana of the golden light, and the number of golden apertures continued to increase.

In the end, Okulafik's body was covered with large and small golden halos, and the entire warehouse was overwhelmed by the golden light full of vast mana.

"Alas, you can't live if you do your own evil! Good, good!"

Seeing this, the copper-headed monk took out a Buddhist bead printed with the mantra seal from his arms, and made a gesture in the direction of Okulafik, who was chanting words in his mouth.

Immediately afterward, the golden bell that covered the entire building began to turn slowly, and the sound of loud bells and chanting was heard.

"You don't deserve to die, at least not yet, and you can't be involved in this war. ”

As he spoke, the copper-headed monk clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha call, "Amitabha! ”

After a few moments, the golden light dissipated, and the golden bell disappeared, leaving only a pile of humanoid gold dust scattered on the ground in the warehouse.

Turning the picture to the other side, under Liu Lixue's treatment, Sima Jie gradually came to his senses.

After learning about the whole thing and the situation at this time from Shen Xiaolang and others, Sima Jie made a major decision.

In addition to the steward and the remaining lords of the main hall, let the lords of the Twelve Branches Hall lead all the members of the Earth Soul Hall to suppress or kill all forces that try to disrupt the world order.

In addition, Sima Jie also ordered the lords to put aside their past grievances for the time being, form an alliance with the forces that maintain world order, and exterminate the Anemone Gang and other forces with the same nature as the Anemone Gang.

As a result, the five cities where the war took place, mainly Jiang Jin City, had at least 100,000 more members of the Earth Soul Hall within five minutes, and began to attack the Anemone Gang, the Crimson Temple, the Shadow Ninja Regiment, and other forces.

Among these forces trying to disrupt the world order, there are also a few cultivators, monsters, demons, paladins, and ancient soldiers or ancient famous generals.

At first, the Earth Soul Hall was gradually defeated due to its weak strength, but since the addition of TX, WX, and Yulin Pavilion, this temporarily formed savior alliance quickly turned defeat into victory.

"It turns out that you are Sima Jie, your strength is really strong, I am glad that you are not my enemy. ”

Using his arms that turned into many tentacles to devour a white-haired ghost until only white fur remained, Gela Wenxiu walked up to Sima Jie with a smile on his face.

"Wen Xiu, this is your mistake, you don't even know the famous Sin King?"

While speaking, Ouyang Yu also walked over.

"The name of the King of Sin is like thunder, but the King of Sin himself has seen the head and the end, I have really only heard of it and never seen it. ”

While attacking the surrounding enemies, Haygra Wenxiu said embarrassedly, "Today is the first time we have met. ”

"It's quite lively here, almost all the masters of the other side are gathered here. ”

At this moment, a mouthful of blood fell from the sky, landed steadily beside Kela Venxiu, grabbed a middle-aged ninja with his hand, tore it in half and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

Along with the gluttony is the greedy wolf who has become a semi-beast.

The wolf head that exuded a bright starlight looked around a few times and asked, "What about this kid Ding Xiaofan? He is usually the most active in fighting, why can't he even see a shadow today?" ”

"yes, what about the little mortal? why hasn't he come back after that vampire for so long?"

Hearing the greedy wolf mention Ding Xiaofan, Liu Lixue also realized that something was wrong.

Hearing this, Shen Xiaolang pointed in the direction of the sports building, "Where is he and that vampire prince...... Why is that big clock missing?"

"You mean, Ding Xiaofan fought alone with Okurafik on the sports building, right?"

Seeing Shen Xiaolang and Liu Lixue nodding, Sima Jie hurriedly issued an order, "Black Crow, Wen Jing, you lead a hundred elites to support Ding Xiaofan, this time you must bring the head of Okurafik to meet me!"

"Yes!"

"Follow me to all the people who have the token!"

"Follow me to all those who have the Token of the Dead!"

After receiving the order of their boss, Black Crow and Bai Wenjing immediately led a group of henchmen to rush in the direction of the sports building.

............................

Jumping to the picture, although it is just mid-November, it is already snowing heavily on Nevsky Street in St. Petersburg, Russia, and people in down jackets are walking on the snow-white streets with mist in their mouths.

"What kind of place is this? Hell is so cold, there is no heating. ”

Lying on the frozen Neva River, Ding Xiaofan opened his eyes with difficulty.

Perhaps God wanted to play a prank, but the snow suddenly stopped and began to hail.

"it! it!"

As the particles of hail became larger and larger, Ding Xiaofan, who had just opened his mouth and waited for the hail to eat, immediately bounced off the ice.

"My leg isn't broken!"

Standing on the Neva River, Ding Xiaofan was pleasantly surprised to find that his severed feet were miraculously restored to their original state.

"Haven't I died? But what the hell is this place? It's snowing so early, is it Harbin in the northeast?"

While speaking, in order to avoid the hail, Ding Xiaofan hurriedly ran to a nearby bridge hole.

"I don't know what's going on, but let's call Crow to pick me up in a helicopter. ”

While talking to himself, Ding Xiaofan put his hand in his pocket.

"Damn!

Touching all the pockets of his body, Ding Xiaofan sadly found that his mobile phone, communicator ring and wallet, as well as the Boston lobster that was secretly stuffed into his pocket, were all gone.

"Who killed a thousand knives and dared to steal Lao Tzu's things! If Lao Tzu was caught, he would have to skin you alive!"

Sitting on the stone steps in the corner, Ding Xiaofan, who was only wearing a suit, was shivering from the cold, so he slammed his finger to the open space in front of him, ready to release the hellfire to keep warm.

But his fingers were frozen, but he didn't even see a flame.

"Damn! All the magic in my body has been sucked away by that vampire! It's over, and it will take at least three to five days to recover. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Ding Xiaofan hated it with hatred, and shouted at the sky where the snow began to fall again, "Okulafik, are you dead? Lao Tzu will kill you with his own hands when he goes back! If he dies, Lao Tzu will kill you again!

However, his roar did not reach Okulafik's ears, but it woke up a homeless man who was sleeping nearby.

"Oriental boy, what are you arguing about? Disturb Uncle Ben to sleep!"

Holding a vodka bottle with half a bottle of wine left in his left hand and an oversized wrench in his right hand, the homeless man with his upper body walked up to Ding Xiaofan menacingly.

"Foreigner, isn't this the Northeast?"

Looking at the homeless man standing in front of him, like a down-and-out version of Thor, Ding Xiaofan gestured with his hand and said to him, "Where is this? You drink vodka, is this Russia?"

However, due to the language barrier, he thought that Ding Xiaofan was humiliating himself, and in anger, the homeless man directly waved the wrench in his hand and smashed it towards his head.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaofan hurriedly flew out and kicked him to the ground.

"Fortunately, I did ** cultivation at Sima Jie's place, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to beat you. ”

Looking at the homeless man lying on the ground wailing, Ding Xiaofan said with conviction

"If you don't agree with each other, you will start fighting, since it is not the Northeast, then it will not be wrong that this is Russia. ”

With that, Ding Xiaofan used a knife to knock the homeless man unconscious, took a few banknotes and ate the remaining half of the cake from the place where he had just slept, and left the bridge cave.

Oops! I forgot to take out half of his bottle.

Thinking in his heart, Ding Xiaofan swallowed half of the meatloaf in his mouth.

While no one was looking, he quickly grabbed a handful of snow from a chair on the side of the street and stuffed it into his mouth, and when it was almost melted, he swallowed it like water.

"It's so dangerous, you almost choked me!"

Walking on the snowy street, Ding Xiaofan felt cold and hungry, and he was reluctant to use the three hundred rubles he had just stolen from the homeless man, so he could only look for Chinese or foreigners who could speak Chinese all over the street, and borrow money to buy air tickets.

"Hello, hello, can you understand Chinese?"

"Hello, can you understand Chinese? I am from China, China, do you understand?"

"Hello, I'm from China, China, do you understand Chinese?"

"I'm sorry to bother you, I'm from China, my phone and money were stolen, can you ......"

As the saying goes, when people are unlucky, they will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water.

After walking on the street for more than an hour, Ding Xiaofan did not meet a single Chinese or foreigner who could speak Chinese.

I don't know if no one understands what he says, or if he does, he doesn't want to lend him money, maybe the two are half each.

"It's so cold! Can anyone lend me some money? Or invite me to a hot spring." ”

Curled up in the corner and shivering, Ding Xiaofan shouted hoarsely at the street where there were fewer and fewer pedestrians, "Is there anyone who borrowed some money from me to buy a plane ticket back! I will pay you back double! If this continues, there will be one less handsome guy in this world." ”

"That's him! He's got me knocked me out! And stole my meatloaf and three hundred roubles!"

Hearing a noise, Ding Xiaofan rekindled his hope and hurriedly turned his head to look.

However, what caught his eye was a group of homeless men with weapons in hand, roaring towards him.

Not only that, but two of the strong tramps also had a shotgun in their hands!

"Damn! There are beggars in Russia!"

Seeing this, Ding Xiaofan hurriedly got up from the ground and ran forward desperately.

"Don't let him run!

"Bang bang bang!"

Only a few gunshots were heard, and the place where Ding Xiaofan was sitting just now was instantly beaten into a sieve.

"It's too dangerous here! No, I need to hurry up and go back!"

Walking out of the small alley, Ding Xiaofan looked around with palpitations, making sure that the homeless people had gone away, so he walked into the crowd casually.

Since it was more than five hours behind China, it was exactly a quarter past six in the afternoon in Russia at this time, and night was gradually falling.

Feeling helpless, Ding Xiaofan walked aimlessly on the streets of Nevsky Street, and suddenly, he saw a phone booth not far away.

"Wonderful! Thank God, thank God!"

While muttering to himself, Ding Xiaofan ran towards the phone booth ecstatically.

But when he walked into the phone booth to make a call, he found that he needed to put in coins to make a call, and he didn't have any coins on him.

"it!"

After slamming the microphone on the window and punching the phone a few times, Ding Xiaofan walked out of the phone booth with a scolding.

"I'm starving, I don't want to go to the hot springs now, whoever can give me some money can recognize him as a godfather and godmother." ”

Sitting under the canopy of a restaurant, Ding Xiaofan looked at the guests who were eating dinner inside, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva desperately.

"Eat, wolf, it's for you. ”

Just when Ding Xiaofan was struggling with whether to go in and rob it, a middle-aged woman suddenly walked to the door of the restaurant and threw a few grilled sausages on the ground.

Immediately afterward, a husky wagged its tail and ran to the grilled sausage, smelled it, and ate it with relish.

This story is pure fiction and will be continued