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As soon as Wang Zong and Akado stepped on the mountain road, there were two Taoist priests wearing cyan Taoist robes and embroidering black and white yin and yang on their backs with colorful gossip, holding a silver tail and gold rod to greet and lead the way. Longhu Mountain has received rewards from the imperial court in successive dynasties, and now it is relied on by the southern government as a pillar, and some are rich, although it is not as good as the usual way of wealth and wide resources, but the clothing is still more exquisite, and it is much more glamorous than the Maoshan faction.

Orthodox Taoist priests have a strict hierarchy system, the easiest way to judge what status a Taoist priest is, the easiest way is to see what kind of Taoist crown he wears, the Taoist priest of the Heavenly Master Sect wears the highest level of the Taoist crown is the lotus crown, followed by the hibiscus crown, all of which are not the great virtues of the Jindan Avenue can not be worn, and then the Wuyue crown, and the cultivator can only wear it. The most common is the yellow crown, which can be worn by all ordained people. Although the two Taoist priests who came to greet them were not very old, they were wearing the crown of Wuyue, and they knew that they were all masters of their skills. Wang Zong took a casual look, and he could also see that the two of them were already at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and they were not far away from achieving innate achievements.

Longhu Mountain, built with ten Taoist palaces, eighty-one Taoist temples, fifty Taoist temples, ten Taoist nunnery, is worthy of the name of the "Taoist capital", is the kingdom of Taoist priests. However, most of them are only places for visitors to worship and worship, and there is a maze outside the real Xiuzhen Mountain Gate, which rejects those mortals who are looking for immortals and visiting the Tao. As for the real guests, they are naturally received and guided by these people who have the true way.

Entering the mountain gate formed by natural strange stones, showing the simplicity and majesty, I suddenly saw a ridiculously large square square in front of me, almost nearly one square kilometer, all paved with ashlar stones. Polished to the extreme, spacious. At the four corners of the square, there is a huge stone statue nearly ten meters high in each town in all directions. It is the four spirits of the green dragon and white tiger vermilion bird Xuanwu, each of which is flying and lurking, the form is lifelike, vigorous and mighty, and the momentum is amazing, as if it can turn around and devour the demon at any time, which is unforgettable at first sight.

As for the majestic scale of the majestic hall behind the square, needless to say, even the majestic Gothic castle has been lived in since childhood. Acador, who is accustomed to seeing the world, can't help but be a little moved.

"Zhang Yuanxu has already succeeded!"

Stepping into the square, Wang Zong's eyes first set up a three-layer altar in the middle, the bottom of one hundred and eight Dharma flags are complete, secretly in line with the heavens and the earth, the middle layer of twenty-eight Tsing Yi Taoist priests stand with swords, corresponding to the twenty-eight Dharma flags and stars, the top layer only has the green dragon, the white tiger, the red bird, the Xuanwu four flags, each has a flag boy, the middle for the Taoist Sanqing and Zhang Daoling's divine position. Zhang Yuanxu and Zhang Tianshi, who had a silver beard, stood in the center. He is meticulously performing the ritual of worship. Although the way to heaven has been completely cut off at present, the ritual must not be abolished, and the ritual that should be carried out must still be carried out to the letter.

There were bursts of chanting under the altar, accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo. The sound of beating the golden drum and boring is like the sound of heaven floating in the clouds of the fairy country.

Buddhism has chanting Sanskrit sounds, and Taoism also has Taoist music. In addition to doing ritual ceremonies such as fasting and ceremonies, it is also a daily practice for Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain to practice their own Taoism by reciting the true verses of the scriptures every day. Listen to the ears of those who are outside the door. Although it can't be pious to its heart, it also has the wonder of Tao Shu's temperament. Gradually I felt that the anxiety of the world gradually faded, the heart was calm, and the heart gradually became empty.

From this point of view, Longhu Mountain is holding a ceremony to worship ancestors, and the reason is nothing more than to celebrate Zhang Yuanxu's success. At least on the surface, this is the main topic of Longhu Mountain today, and the handling of the blood-sucking incident related to Wang Zong and Akado has instead become a side branch. This is understandable, after all, a monk of Zhang Yuanxu's level broke through and advanced, even in ancient times, it is worth opening an altar to worship the ancestors, telling the ancestors of the past dynasties, and inviting all sects to watch the ceremony. It is also just to use this to dilute Wang Zong's influence, lest it become that Zhang Yuanxu had to leave the customs in advance under the pressure of Wang Zong. Speaking of which, it is nothing more than some superficial work and face engineering!

On the Dharma platform, the twenty-eight Taoist priests who carried the long sword were old and young, those with silver beards, and those who were young and promising, all of them had a breath on their bodies, and they all had a high realm, and five of them cultivated almost not to the outside, and their breath was mellow, returning to the basics, and they had reached the realm of condensing the Void Pill, and they were only half a step away from the Condensation of the Golden Pill. In addition, in the continuous Taoist temple behind the square, there are also a lot of latent breath worthy of attention, but it is covered by some magic arrays, if it is insignificant, such as watching the mountain in the fog, it is difficult to distinguish the virtual from the real. Some of these subtle and obscure qi even made Wang Zong suspect that in addition to Zhang Jingshu and others on the bright side, there might be other Jindan-level monks in Longhu Mountain.

There is no need to make any aggressive gestures and intimidation, but Longhu Mountain has calmly displayed the profound heritage accumulated over 2,000 years in front of every visitor, which is enough to make anyone with bad intentions feel troubled in their hearts. When the idle evil cultivator went to Longhu Mountain, the feeling was estimated to be similar to that of the blood clan going to the Vatican.

In addition to the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain who wore a unified system, there were dozens of people in the field who had already sat down on the side of the Dharma platform, these people were all Taoist and layman, and the cultivation of the exercises was not uniform, each with its own depth and style, and it was obvious that a group of representatives of various factions who were invited to act as "witnesses". Wang Zong noticed that a few of them were still familiar faces who had also participated in the Tanglin War, and many of them still had signs of faith in the condensation of divine power, but they were the unique style of "please God**", and they were obviously consistent people. One of the people in Confucian clothes has condensed his divine power, and he thinks that he has already practiced "middle-grade please god", and Chu Jingfu, who has had a conflict with Alice. In addition, there are five of them whose eyes are like electricity, and they are full of a refined aura of thunder and lightning, and they are obviously Shi Jian's disciples, it seems that although Shi Jian did not come in person, he also sent a representative.

Seeing Wang Zong and a delicate and beautiful Western girl walking into the square, this group of people couldn't help frowning and sighing lightly, and many of them showed hostility, suspicion, regret, scrutiny, and even contempt. These negative perceptions are not only because the two of them are involved in the recent blood-sucking massacre incident that has been reported in the monastic world, but also because Wang Zong is now in a certain antagonistic trend with the entire southern monastic world. In addition, there are probably some prejudices against Western women and obsession with the orthodox bloodline of China.

Interestingly, there was little fear and defensiveness in the eyes of these people. Probably because they thought that since Wang Zong had arrived on Longhu Mountain, he would use the ability of the Heavenly Master to teach. He can be suppressed no matter what.

And how could Wang Zong care about the attitude of this group of "temporary audiences" towards him, even the corners of Akado's mouth only rose slightly when he saw this. shows a trace of arrogance and indifference, rejecting the temperament of thousands of miles away.

Seeing Wang Zong and the two arriving at the square, Zhang Yuanfang personally greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Wang and his wife are invited! Today coincides with my brother's successful exit and opening the altar to worship his ancestors, which can be regarded as informing all friends to watch the ceremony and celebrate." ”

"Then congratulations to Zhang Zhenren. Wang Zong responded indifferently, not in the slightest touched by the information that Zhang Yuanxu was out of the customs. And Akado ignored these at all, and directly snorted coldly and asked, "What about my son?"

Zhang Yuanfang replied with some embarrassment: "Your son is playing in the apse, so I will send someone to bring him." ”

Originally, since Wang Zong and Acador had been invited, they immediately sent Mislia back. Or at least let each other see each other as a matter of course. However, Chu Jingfu and Zhang Yanxiu both advocated that it is better to be cautious before the matter is settled. In addition, he really had a lot of fears about Wang Zong's methods, worried that before the mountain protection array was completely closed, Wang Zong might take his son and leave, or fight without worrying about increasing casualties. Even though he was now confident that he had a great advantage, the casualties of his own disciples and guests were still avoidable after all.

Therefore, Mislia is still in the Demon Suppression Palace, and Zhang Yuanfang is just delaying the time a little, waiting for the matter to be settled. Let's make a final decision.

Soon, after Zhang Yuanxu had performed the ancestral worship ceremony and said a few words of thanks to the guests in the audience, he changed the conversation again. Introduce the main topic: "The reason why the poor road is out of the customs today, in addition to the fact that it has been cultivated for a small success, is also because of the recent past." People in the Jianghuai area have repeatedly used evil methods to suck blood and kill countless innocent civilians. Five days ago, when the demons took advantage of the Maoshan faction to cross the catastrophe, they were shocked. Attacking Beimao Mountain, we really regard us as nothing, and we are extremely arrogant! The poor road is limited in cultivation, and the moral prestige is even shallow, but now we have to do everything we can, and we must deal with it to the end!"

Immediately, some people below applauded: "The sea is crossing, Fang sees the mainstay, Zhang Tianshi is so responsible, which shows that the Heavenly Master Sect is really worthy of being the leader of the Chinese Daomen!"

Zhang Yuanxu just twisted his beard and smiled, and then said: "There has not been an evil cultivator in Huaxia who cultivates with a large amount of living blood for many years, and combined with the evil methods used by the demon disciples and their self-proclaimed, most of them are Western blood clans. This group is evil and secretive, like people and non-people, like demons but not demons, like zombies but not zombies, and Chinese demons are very different, we do not know much about their characteristics and methods, so it is difficult to track down the real culprit. But fortunately, the Blood Clan also has the nemesis of the Western Holy See, and many witchers from the Holy See are also extremely familiar with it. Now there is a demon hunter from the Western Holy See, and it happens that he will have insight into the true face of the murderer, so today Poor Dao specially asked her to come forward to identify. ”

Zhang Yuanxu's voice fell, and he saw the gate of a side hall behind the square open, and a young Western woman wearing a black nun's dress walked out with Zhang Jingshu. Unlike Zhang Jingshu, this Western woman still has a two-meter white and gold halo under her feet, and everywhere she goes, the temperature plummets and the earth is frosty.

This seems to be some kind of divine aura, but unlike the normal divine aura, there is also an additional kind of icy power in it.

"Is that you?"

Wang Zong obviously knew this Western woman, and his sudden appearance was both unexpected and mentally prepared.

"I am a witcher who belongs directly to the Holy Vatican, Lucy!" While the Western woman made a declaration, her cold gaze also fell directly to the location of Accado, and she pointed with her hand: "I know this woman, she is Accardo, the daughter of the vampire Count Dracula, who once cruelly took the blood and lives of countless residents of Transylvasia, including the lives of my parents, in three hundred years!"

Everyone was in an uproar for a while, and they were talking about it. Wang Zong frowned slightly, and asked Lucy, "Are you sure?"

"Not bad. Even if she turns to ashes, I can recognize her, and only if you are tempted by her will you choose to turn a blind eye, or even become an accomplice!" Lucy replied categorically. The tone was resolute, as if Wang Zong was also her enemy who did not share the sky.

Wang Zong was silent. It's not that he can't answer, it's that he feels that something is wrong with Lucy right now.

Lucy saw Acardor as an enemy she had to kill. But she has always been grateful for Wang Zong's kindness, in Egypt and Europe, there have been several experiences of sacrificing her life to save her, and trapping Wang Zong in an accident for revenge is obviously not like what she would do. And there is another point, Wang Zong can basically be sure that Lucy does not know Acador's appearance. Although she has been hunting down Accatador all over the world for decades, unfortunately, she has not even had the chance to meet Accator in person. This is also because Wang Zong took care of Akado and tried to avoid contact with Lucy, but also the entire Western Holy See and the Blood Clan. There are very few people who know the true face of Accardo.

Since Lucy actually doesn't know Accardo's true face, and Accator's face has undergone some minor adjustments now, it is impossible for her to really recognize Accardo, and the so-called identification can only be a lie, which is inconsistent with her observance of the Holy See precepts in the past, and even did not lie down and sleep for the rest of her life for penance. Of course, more importantly, ten years ago, Lucy Mingmian lost all her memories due to her mental trauma to the Blood Prince, but now why did she "just happen" to come back and show up at this time?

Seeing that Wang Zong didn't answer, the eyes of everyone in the audience gradually became disdainful. Zhang Yuanxu coughed and said: "Even if the matter is really as you said, Mr. Wang may not know about it, and he may also be deceived." Although my Heavenly Master teaches a clear distinction between good and evil, I am also grateful for the virtue of a good life. There will be no relatives, and no one will be presumptuous to kill those who confess their sins. Whoever has committed a great sin in the past should repent with all his heart. Stop the evil thoughts, and scatter the evil deeds. can save their lives, and even abandon evil and return to righteousness on my Dragon and Tiger Mountain. Positive results. ”

After all, Zhang Yuanxu still follows the Taoist philosophy of doing things, leaving some leeway in doing things, and will not force people too much. After all, Wang Zong has an astonishing cultivation, and he has made great merits in the battle against the Dongying people and the Tanglin War, so as long as Wang Zong is willing to admit his mistake and admit defeat, he will not be embarrassed, at most, he will only imprison Akado on Longhu Mountain according to the previous practice. It's just that the Heavenly Master Sect originally started from Zhang Daoling's subduation of the ghost kings and ghost armies rampant in Sichuan, so there has always been a tradition of "surrendering is better than killing" for evil cultivators. Most of the demons facing the people of the Heavenly Master Sect, as long as they are not stubborn to the end and are willing to be captured, they can save their lives in the end, but they will be imprisoned in the Longhu Mountain Demon Temple, and the period of imprisonment depends on their crimes and repentance. This move certainly shows the demeanor of the ancestral court of the Dao Sect, and those evil demons who are willing to surrender will often add a force to the Heavenly Master Sect after turning evil into good, and contribute some experience in dealing with evil cultivators.

Of course, if Wang Zong conceded defeat, although he would not do any substantial harm, his reputation would be greatly damaged from now on, and it was inevitable that everyone who saw the Heavenly Master Sect would bow their heads. In this way, it can be regarded as giving an account to the southern government and all forces, and achieving the desired effect at the minimum cost.

After Zhang Yuanxu promised, some of the visiting guests praised each other, and some shook their heads and sighed for Wang Zong's witch or scolded the vampire for being insidious and cruel, but more people chose to watch coldly.

Akado's elegant red lips always maintained a slightly upturned arc, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the group of people in front of him with a look of pity and contempt, and sneered in a tone that had no worries and didn't mind any reaction from the other party at all: "Just a few words from a country woman who came from nowhere, plus a group of temporary spectators who act as echo worms, you can't wait to convict?"

Her words made Zhang Yuanxu and a group of guests look gloomy, but with their self-proclaimed righteous position, it was impossible to do it casually without confirming her identity.

"Damn vampire demons, even if I fight for my own life, I will let you be exposed!"

But Lucy, who had a deep hatred for her, did not have this concern, only to see the white flame as clear and pure as ice crystals coming out of her body, and at the same time, the temperature around her dropped sharply, and many guests with shallow cultivation had a cold war, and they all used means to keep out the cold.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Han's divine fighting spirit condensed a huge cross with platinum holy radiance flowing in Lucy's hand, with hideous edges and corners, and a thunderous sonic explosion struck at Acador, due to the continuous injection of cold current, the volume of the cross became larger and heavier, but the dance was getting faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, it formed an overwhelming light curtain, everywhere it went. The bluestone floors cracked and shattered, and the cold hurricane spread. It also makes people nearby feel like they are facing a storm in the Arctic Ocean. Lucy herself disappeared into the light curtain completely, as her figure was too different from the cross. It looked less and less like she was waving the cross, but rather that she herself became an appendage of the cross, driven by the cross and soared into the air.

Akado only pursed his lips disdainfully, raised his slender hand lightly, and the silver light between his ten fingers flickered, silently intertwined into a bright silver net, although it looked slender and fragile and disproportionate to the huge light curtain that was enough to strangle a qiē, but it made the opponent unable to break through the slightest no matter how fierce he attacked. The huge cross, which was as solid as gold and iron, came into contact with the tiny silver wires, and was immediately cut lightly like a string cutting tofu. Angular and large and small pieces of ice flew and splashed, causing guests to avoid the venue. Wang Zong just stood still, not stopping or intervening in the battle between the two women. As for the sharp splinters of ice that flew around like bullets in battle, they were as threatening to him as flying snow.

In the blink of an eye, the giant cross had a tendency to disintegrate, and although Lucy tried her best to maintain it, it was obvious that she couldn't hold out for too long, and everyone could see that there was a huge difference in their strength. And more importantly, it is the energy attributes that Accator displays.

"Is it sword qi? That silver sword qi seems to be bright and clear, without evil energy, although it is feminine, but it is not an evil art?"

Whether it is a celestial master, a Taoist priest, or a guest, there are many people with unique vision. It can be seen that Acador is not using evil methods, and he begins to have doubts about Lucy's testimony.

Zhang Jingshu, who has fought against Acador, has long expected this. She was just waiting, waiting for Lucy to use her unique magic spell specifically for the Bloodline. After a moment, it was as if I got a signal. She suddenly raised her hand to the sky, and a sword qi was directed towards the sky, and the sound of the sword roar was earth-shattering, completely covering the sound of the fight in the field.

The inexplicable sword qi successfully attracted the attention of all the guests in the venue, making them look back in amazement, and then they realized what Zhang Jingshu's purpose was.

"Demon, expose your ugly true face thoroughly!"

With Lucy's angry shout, a series of holy seals in the huge golden ice cross suddenly lit up, and like a gunpowder fuse, it instantly ignited and detonated the divine power in the golden ice cross and all the golden ice scattered around.

Each piece of golden ice instantly ignited, sublimated, and waved like combustible ice, transforming into a sea of light that was so intense that it almost filled the entire square. Although the guests were distracted by Zhang Jingshu's sword roar and did not directly touch the explosion point of the light source, their eyes were still sore and their eyes were sore due to the light reflected from the ground and walls, and they could not see for a while. From this, it can be imagined that Accardo, which is in the center of the light source, is under what kind of strong light attack.

As for the Yuanying-level monk, it was naturally not affected in any way, but Zhang Yuanxu and Zhang Yuanfang still glanced at each other, and were a little surprised by Lucy's lore. Although they belong to different cultivation systems, they can also feel a domineering and pure power to destroy evil from that burst of brilliance, under the positive shroud of this kind of Cheng Dù's power to destroy evil, it is estimated that even a ghost cultivator of the level of Stygian Snow will inevitably suffer a little bit of injury, and in the case of damage to the body surface, no matter how good the disguise and illusion will be useless.

If this woman is a vampire, then it is time to reveal her true face anyway, right?, with this in mind, many of the guests endured the discomfort caused by the bright light and looked at the location of Acador, but the scene before them was still unexpected.

I saw that Acador was rubbing her eyes that had become a little red and swollen with a rather annoyed expression, but there was not even the slightest trace of burns on her body, and a layer of clear and magnificent crystals with a hint of agate-like redness loomed around her body, like armor to resist this wave of damage.

And Lucy was hit into the air by Akado's angry counterattack, and fell from the air, but Wang Zong on the side had already come to the rescue, canceling out most of the damage she had suffered, and slowly landed on her in the air.

No one noticed that Zhang Jingshu, who had always had a cold face, now the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, looking at Akado who was rubbing her eyes, and she had the refreshing meaning of avenging an arrow. Although her cultivation is as high as hers, most women have a good nature of holding grudges, after all, it has not been completely extinguished.

"It seems that this matter is really likely to be a misunderstanding...... Zhang Yuanxu and the two brothers shook their heads secretly, seeing that Lucy's evil breaking magic technique specifically aimed at the blood clan had no effect, and from beginning to end. The offensive and defensive abilities that came out of Acador were not the slightest bit evil, and they were suspicious in their hearts. It's getting smaller and smaller.

They didn't know that Akado's Blood Moon Spirit Essence had not yet been cultivated to the highest level. The essence of energy is actually still biased towards yin and evil, and it was originally difficult to hide it from a Yuanying-level cultivator. But Wang Zong has always kept a distance of less than twenty meters from her, and with the help of the hidden qi connection established by the two of them, yin and yang are dissolved, and the induction resonance has raised her realm to a higher level, and her energy attribute tends to be more neutral, making it difficult for Yuanying-level monks to see that something is wrong.

In addition to this, due to the presence of Dumoscone this internal response. She had a good understanding of the methods that the Holy See might use, and had worn a kind of invisible photochromic lens that could protect against the Holy Light. The glasses were originally designed by Dumoscone for the clergy to avoid accidental injuries caused by the use of the Holy Light Technique. Therefore, wearing contact lenses beforehand was enough to prevent the light from blinding her eyes, and after that, she took them off by rubbing her eyes as a cover. After all, since a certain method of the other party has failed, it will not be used again.

After Lucy's failed move, Wang Zong of course looked at Zhang Yuanxu, and Zhang Yuanxu coughed lightly when he saw this. I was about to say a few words about the round. But unexpectedly, Lucy, who had already exhausted all her strength, suddenly struggled to get up, reluctantly raised her hand with all her might, and pointed to Wang Zong and said: "This doesn't prove anything, this person could have changed the strength attribute of people." Ten years ago, he added a frost attribute to my Divine Fighting Aura, and now he can also transform the magic of this witch!"

"Ha......" Akado sneered when he heard this, and glanced at Wang Zong. Obviously blaming him for being kind enough to feed the dogs.

Wang Zong seemed to have expected that the other party would not give up so well, so he just asked calmly: "But after all, things can't be dragged on endlessly. What are you going to do?"

Zhang Yuanxu groaned and didn't answer, but a voice suddenly said, "There will be an end." Don't worry. No cunning evil can escape the Lord's sanctions!

Every word of that voice was hard, heavy and full of fanaticism, especially the last "Amen", which sounded like a hammer hitting the eardrum hard, with a kind of pressure that made people breathe.

With these words, several clergymen who were also dressed in black clerical uniforms suddenly walked out of a side hall on the left side of the square, a middle-aged man, with short golden hair as straight as a needle, thick limbs and bones, and a thin and dark face, looking like a farmer who had worked all year round, but his complexion did not become withered by day and night penance, but like steel, exuding a hard luster.

As soon as the man walked out, his eyes were fixed on Acador, like a well-trained hound that had been on his prey, and he said categorically: "Although your disguise is very good, to be exact, a perfect disguise that I have never learned in my life, but my experience of purifying two thousand three hundred and forty-six vampires tells me that you are a vampire demon who deserves eternal liberation in the light of the Lord!"

"Oh?" Wang Zong frowned, ignoring the fanatic believer in front of him, and turned his head to look at Zhang Yuanfang, "Longhu Mountain has also formed an alliance with the Holy See?"

"Don't get me wrong. Zhang Yuanfang smiled bitterly, "The southern government believes in them, probably thinking that 'foreign monks are good at chanting scriptures', and they are more authoritative than us in dealing with and identifying vampires, so they have repeatedly asked them to participate." However, Mr. Wang can rest assured that in terms of identification methods, we will carefully supervise them and will never let them take advantage of the opportunity to mess around or do anything. ”

He is indeed a little helpless, although with the current status of the Heavenly Master Sect, it is difficult for the southern government to force orders against them, but "reasonable" requests such as "allowing "friendly religious figures with relevant experience to participate in the investigation" still have to sell a little face. And in fact, for vampires, foreign demons, the Heavenly Master Sect really lacks relevant experience.

As he spoke, a dozen religious figures had set up a makeshift tent in the square to shield them from the sun, and then pulled out a shroud covered by a black cloth, and to make sure that they were not exposed to the sun, the black cloth was removed, revealing several Westerners in ragged clothes and pale faces imprisoned in it.

"What is this?" The eyesight of the people present was extraordinary, and immediately the gloomy and dead aura shrouded in the bodies of several Westerners in the cage looked like living people and more like walking corpses, but except for the pale face, they were no different from ordinary people on the surface, and they were suddenly amazed.

"Now, I, Andres, will show you in the Far East the characteristics and weaknesses of vampires, how to identify them, and how to kill them!

After saying this, the middle-aged man named Andres waved his hand, and immediately a cleric forcibly dragged out a female blood clan in the cage who was extremely weak due to the suppression of the Holy Seal, and threw her into the sun. Immediately after that, in front of everyone's eyes, the female blood clan, who was ostensibly a sexy and fiery golden stunner, emitted foul-smelling black smoke all over her body in the earth-shattering howl, and then the flesh and blood of the whole body quickly melted and turned into white bones, and finally the white bones burned in the sun and completely turned into flying ashes.

"There are many ways to kill the Bloods, such as sunlight, silver-plated weapons, and holy water, and the means of harming the Bloods are also an effective way to identify them from the crowd......"

While Andres was explaining, there were clergy who took those captured poor bloods one by one to demonstrate the "N ways to die of vampires", but after a pause, he shook his head again and said in a regretful tone: "But unfortunately, these methods are no longer applicable to the high-level blood clans with powerful demonic powers, after casting some kind of magic against the sun, they can walk in the sun, and after hiding the dissociation magic circle in their mouths or summoning otherworldly creatures to drink on their behalf, they can even calmly drink holy water under your nose...... Some bloodlines who are skilled in psychic magic can even evade most identifications by changing their bodies. However, there is one thing that they absolutely cannot be deceived and cannot fight against!"

Andres's words became more and more frenzied, and he suddenly crushed a box full of beautiful scriptures in his hand, revealing one of the rough, angular nails about two inches long.

"That is the holy thing that the Lord Almighty has given us!

Holding the nail high, Andres made a fanatical declaration that bordered on shouting!

Wang Zong's expression began to become a little solemn, and he realized that the most critical test had arrived. (To be continued......)