In the central square of the Tibetan capital, a majestic palace stands, red and white, majestic.

It used to be a pilgrimage site for countless believers and a world-famous cultural heritage, but now there are no tourists or Tibetans to be seen, only the red-clothed lamas come and go.

This palace, which was demolished by Zhang Yang in the early years, has been restored after several years of rest, and there are almost no traces of the destruction of the year.

At this moment, in a distant palace at the top of the Buda Heavenly Palace, three figures were sitting, who seemed to be very familiar with each other, talking and laughing.

While they were talking about inconsequential topics, they involuntarily released a terrifying majesty on their bodies, and the air in the huge palace seemed to be solidified, and layers of killing intent spread.

The maid who was in charge of making tea was so frightened that she trembled all over, and the tea spilled out of the tea bowl.

"Miss, are you scared?"

Sitting on a high-end sofa is a handsome man in a dark red robe, with deep eye sockets and a high nose, typical of native European features. It's just that his face is very, very pale, and when he speaks, two fangs loom in his mouth.

It was fine that he didn't speak, but suddenly such a sentence came out, and the maid was even more frightened, and the hot tea splashed out and stuck to the handsome man's robe.

"I'm sorry!"

The maid hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, her face full of fear.

"It's okay. ”

The handsome man smiled and patted the water stains on his body, seemingly unconcerned.

The maid was frightened, packed up the teapot, and prepared to leave quickly. Suddenly, the pupils shrank, and the jade face disappeared as quickly as a pattern.

'Gollum, Gollum'

With the sound of swallowing, a faint smell of blood spread through the palace. The handsome man gradually showed a satisfied expression, casually threw away the maid's corpse, and nodded, "It's really delicious..."

"Councilor Martin, you're being rude. An old man in cloth next to him said lightly, "This is not European, this woman is the maid of the King of France, you should be more restrained." ”

This old man looked very old, his facial skin was thin, like tree bark, but the aura on his body was extremely powerful, and hot blood was flowing in his body.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay. ”

On the futon above the palace, an old monk sat cross-legged, wearing a bright red robe, as well as a yellow robe, and a crown on his head, inlaid with colorless gemstones, exuding a solemn appearance, which was awe-inspiring.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said with a faint smile: "It's just a maid, if the councillor likes it, the poor monk can be the master, and give another hundred virgin maids for the councillor to be fancy." After all, I'm a Tibetan Buddhist, and I'm friends with the vampire council. ”

"Hehe, then I'll thank His Holiness first. ”

The handsome man smiled slightly, bowed his head and saluted.

"Hmph. The old man in cloth snorted coldly and said, "Your Holiness, the council has a deep friendship with your Tibetan Buddhism, but we don't have the Dark Wolf Clan. His Holiness must give an account to our Darkspawn Wolf Clan about this matter. ”

"Mr. Ivan is right, for in spite of the great friendship of His Holiness with our Parliament, the business is still to be done, and I have come thousands of miles to this land to verify it. The handsome man also said with an elegant face.

After speaking, he glanced at the old man in cloth, which was considered to be a unified position.

Whether it is Congressman Martin or Ivan, they are all leaders of various organizations, and this time they came to the Tibetan area specifically not just to drink tea.

In fact, the reason why they came here was to verify one thing, that is, ten days ago, a female vampire and a werewolf master and apprentice died in the abyss under the Kunlun Heavenly Pool. And Kunlun Tianchi belongs to the Tibetan area, so it should be the owner of this land.

"What do you want to say about this, Venerable?" the old werewolf said with a cold face, "The pair of masters and apprentices who were killed are my brothers and juniors, and I can't let them die here in such an unknown way." ”

"This... The poor monk has already begun to investigate. His Holiness Sakya looked a little embarrassed and said with a smile, "A few days ago, the poor monk himself went to that abyss and saw the corpses of those people... If the poor monk had guessed correctly, they should have been slashed with a sharp blade, and killed with a single blow. ... It seems that the perpetrator is a master!"

"Could it be the immortals of the Kunlun Immortal Realm?" said the old werewolf with a frown.

"Immortals?" Hearing this word, Councilor Martin was immediately moved: "Isn't this an ethereal legend, Kunlun Mountain really has an immortal realm?"

"Yes. The old werewolf nodded and said, "The land of Huaxia is very mysterious, with many secret realms, such as the Changbai Immortal Gate, the Tibetan Buddha Realm, and the Kunlun Immortal Realm. Among them, the strength of the Kunlun Immortal Realm is the strongest, but also the most unfathomable, many years ago, a leader of our clan had dealt with the immortals, almost killed, and only escaped by luck. ”

Speaking of this, the old werewolf's face was extremely solemn: "If it is really the immortals who came out, it will be very difficult." ”

The poor monk felt that he should not. His Holiness Sakya smiled indifferently, "The poor monk has always lived in Tibet, if the immortal gate is opened, the poor monk should know about it, and at present, the immortal gate has been closed, and there is no sign of opening." ”

"Who could it be?" said the old werewolf in surprise.

"The poor monk has an assumption here. His Holiness Sakya pondered for a moment and asked:

"I don't know if you have heard of it, a few years ago on the earth, there was a mythical character, Mr. Zhang?"

"Him?"

Councilor Martin and the old werewolf were moved at the same time.

Mr. Zhang, the two of them are like thunder. The Russian wolf god, as well as the European Vampire Parliament, were destroyed because of him!

"That's right. ”

King Sakya nodded slightly: "It is said that five years ago, he forcibly closed the Immortal Gate, and then entered the Immortal Realm, and has never come out since. You say, what if... If the poor monk remembers correctly, Mr. Zhang and the two of them have a deep grudge against each other, and they have a motive to kill. ”

"It can't be. Without thinking, the old werewolf shook his head directly and said, "The Kunlun Immortal Realm is the most powerful of all the secret realms on the entire earth. Even if it is the earth in ancient times, there are Kunlun immortals in the east to guard it, and we dare not come to attack. That Mr. Zhang killed so many immortals, it was absolutely impossible for him to come out of the immortal realm alive. ”

“... Also. ”

His Holiness Sakya thought about it and thought the same way:

"Maybe the poor monk thinks too much. ”

He closed his eyes and whispered a Buddha name.

At this time, the three spirit tablets placed on the altar, the rightmost one, suddenly exploded and turned into powder.

'Smack!'

King Sakya was stunned for a moment and muttered, "What's the matter? Could it be that the expedition failed?"

As the leader of Tibetan Buddhism and the owner of the spirit tablet, how could he not know the meaning of the broken spirit tablet? Inside this token, there was a trace of the soul of the third disciple Gli Zhuotu, and if he encountered danger outside, the spirit card should have sensed it.

And now, the shattering of the spirit card means that his three disciples are no longer there.

"My Buddha is compassionate. ”

His Holiness Sakya sighed silently.

In fact, this third disciple, he doesn't particularly value it, whether it is talent or perseverance, he is not very good, and if he dies, he will die.

Immediately afterwards, there was another 'pop', and the spirit card in the middle was also broken.

"What?!, Geriltu also..."

His Holiness Sakya's face changed, and his heart was sad.

Unlike the third disciple, this second disciple is much more precious, extremely talented, and is expected to take over his mantle in the future, but now he is also dying outside?

"How can this be? Why in a moment, the two disciples of the poor monk have been one after another..."The Sakya King muttered, his eyes fixed on the last spirit tablet.

A sense of foreboding suddenly surged in his heart.

Sure enough, the premonition worked.

'Smack!'

With a crisp sound, the third spirit card actually cracked a gap, almost splitting the spirit card in two, but it was barely saved.

"Agoura!"

His Holiness Sakya shouted.

Agoura is the common name of his eldest disciple, this great disciple, who has been cultivating with him for hundreds of years, has attained the Great Dao, has become an immortal monarch, is the successor appointed by King Sakya, and is also the most precious of the three disciples.

Then King Sakya raised his hands, grabbed the tablet, and forcibly closed it so that it would not crack.

But then again.

An irreversible force erupted, and the entire spirit card was wiped out.

"No!"

The entire Buda Heavenly Palace, and even half of Lhasa City, reverberated with an incomparably terrible scream, as if an earthquake had occurred.

All the cardinal lamas bowed down in the direction of the Buda Heavenly Palace at the same time, knowing that it was the voice of their leader, His Holiness Sakya, and that His Holiness must be in a very bad mood.

"Who?

His Holiness Sakya's face was blue at this time, his chest was so angry that his chest opened and closed quickly, and the murderous aura rippled out like a tide.

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