quiescence

Deathly silence!

Everyone's eyes widened and they watched this scene in disbelief!

Even Fairy Zhuo Ying is stupid!

Wang Yuzhi's eyes were even straighter, and his beautiful little head turned his head mechanically, staring blankly at the green smoke rising beside him.

"Just dead?"

What a miracle!

"He, he killed Prince Nicholas?" The nobles and celebrities present were completely dumbfounded, the patriarch of the Nicholas family, which had been inherited for thousands of years, was actually hacked to death by a boy from the East, oh no, the immortal from the East with thunder!

The great, with all this wealth and power, Prince Nicholas, just died?

The Nicholas family, what kind of existence is that? It is a terrifying existence that can control the results of the French presidential election, and the head of his family has been killed as easily as an ant!

"Grandpa!" said Marquis Kate sat down on the ground.

It was only at this moment that he realized what kind of demon he had provoked!

Because of his ignorance, because of his arrogance, the Nicholas family is probably doomed!

"This is not the palm thunder, this is the legendary Zixiao Divine Thunder?" Fairy Zhuo Ying turned her head and looked at Lin Yu in a daze.

Others don't know Prince Nicholas's strength, but Zhuo Ying knows that this prince and his strength should be almost equivalent to that of an immortal cultivator in the realm of False Dan, of course, without the blessing of a magic weapon, his combat power is not comparable to that of an immortal cultivator of the same level.

But!

If you want to kill a blood prince, it is not something that can be done with a simple palm thunder!

However, isn't the legendary Zixiao Divine Thunder supposed to have the slightest possibility of mastering it if there is an existence above the Yuan Infant Realm?

"Hehe, Zixiao Divine Thunder, you can also treat it as Zixiao Divine Thunder. Lin Yu smiled slightly, and didn't explain anything.

"Wow~"

At this moment, Wang Yuzhi finally came back to his senses, frightened, tears flowed, and then opened a pair of jade arms and rushed towards Lin Yu.

"Yuzhi, it's okay!"

Yun Qianxue took the lead and grabbed Wang Yuzhi.

At the same time as Prince Nicholas died, outside the castle, a classic car that had not yet been parked was on board.

A fair-faced middle-aged Western gentleman's face suddenly flushed.

"Nicholas, dead? Who killed Nicholas?"

"What? Nicholas is dead, hehe, that's interesting. On the same car, a stunned smile appeared on Li Xingyu's face, who was like a flame elf, "It's just that you have been promoted to the prince, Klaas, you don't seem to be very good!"

Bloodline, descendant of the Bloodline.

This Nicholas is Klaas's first embrace from Klaas and became a blood clan, so, theoretically speaking, Nicholas should be regarded as a descendant of Klaas, and when Nicholas died, Klaas naturally sensed it.

"Humph!"

Klaas snorted coldly, blasted the car door away with a punch, and the blood shadow flashed, and in an instant, he had crossed the distance of a hundred feet, directly knocked into the two castle guards, and rushed in!

"Who is it, who killed my child!"

shout

Above the castle hall, Nicholas stood in the air, clouds of blood bursting out of his body.

"Oh my God, it's a god, a god of blood!"

"Interesting, how can the blood clan have such an existence?" Zhuo Ying showed a hint of surprise on her face.

According to common sense, the top of the blood clan is the prince rank, and the one in front of him has obviously surpassed the prince!

Klaas's gaze swept across the audience, and soon fell on Lin Yu and his group.

"It was him, it was he who killed my grandfather, the great blood god, it was he who killed my grandfather and my little sister!" Marquis Kate stood up, pointed at Lin Yu, and said with hatred.

"Haha, Eastern Immortals, ridiculous, in front of the great blood gods of my blood clan, whether it is an immortal or a god, they are all vulnerable!" As soon as Klaas appeared, the guests of the blood clan present immediately boiled.

"That is, our Western blood god is the greatest and most noble existence!"

"Is this the Blood God? can float in the air!"

The rest of the nobles and celebrities are also excited, the Oriental Immortal Cultivators, the pride of the East! But they also have their own worship!

Klaas's appearance is undoubtedly a shot of chicken blood for the guests who were scared silly just now!

"Despicable yellow pig, dare to spread wild on the territory of our Europeans, you are dead!" Kate stepped back step by step with a hideous face, "After you die, your women belong to the ......"

"Cheap mouth, look for death!"

Rumble!

As soon as he raised his hand, another thunderbolt burst out.

Kate is gone!

"Eastern Thunder Cultivator?" Klaas had a hint of solemnity on his face, for the Blood Clan, the most threatening thing was the Eastern Immortal Cultivator who had cultivated the Thunder Method.

However, Klaas only dispelled the idea of underestimating the enemy, but he was not frightened!

"Dare to kill my descendants in front of me, you are looking for death!" Klaas waved his big hand, only to see blood-colored scales grow on his arms and hands, and a pair of blood-colored wings three feet long appeared on his back.

Look for death!

The piercing sound wave came, and the guests present were directly shocked and collapsed to the ground.

"It's dead, this yellow-skinned boy is dead, if he angers Shenwei, he will definitely die!"

"Klaas, you're so furious!"

At this moment, a beautiful oriental woman appeared in the castle.

Beautiful, like a flame flower jumping in the dark night.

"Eastern Blood Clan?" Fairy Zhuo Ying frowned slightly.

"Xingyue Blood God, you came just in time, this person is Dongfang Lei Xiu, you help me and kill him. When this is done, the blood of the two paladins will be yours!" Klaas was overjoyed.

This Eastern Blood God is much stronger than him, and with her help, he can definitely ......

"Dongfang Lei Xiu?" Li Xingyu's gaze turned and fell on Lin Yu.

"Xingyue Blood God, hello!" Lin Yu's mouth curled into a playful smile.

"Ah, master, Xingyu has seen the master!"

Li Xingyu's beautiful pupils shrank, exclaimed, and then poofed, and fell to his knees.

In an instant, the audience fell into deathly silence again.

The god in their minds actually asked an oriental woman for help, and that's it, the key is, this woman who seems to be very powerful is actually the servant of the oriental immortal in front of her?

Lose your marbles!

The celebrities and nobles who collapsed on the ground, as well as the vampires, were dumbfounded.

Their own gods seem to be unable to suppress it!

In an instant, the pathetic pride and prejudice in their hearts turned into a thick unwillingness and anger.

Why?

Why could such a powerful god be a Chinese person, a Chinese person who these celebrities and nobles look down on in their hearts?

Why?

"Li Xingyu, what are you doing? You're crazy, have you forgotten your identity?"