Wang Zongchao's shot at Dracula is no longer as plain as it seems, the tip of the gun no longer trembles and shoots, and there is no thunderbolt, there is only one word to describe this gun - fast, indescribably fast, ten thousand spear flowers turned into a beam of lightning, and a shot was stabbed, as if it had turned into the glory of the stars, drilling a line of gaps, crossing space, and accurately piercing his heart before Dracula, who had lost the blood dog barrier, reacted.

Once stabbed, the terrifying power of this shot exploded, and a huge piercing blood hole burst out of Dracula's chest, and most of his chest disappeared in this stab.

However......

There was no joy and relief of victory in Wang Zongchao's eyes, only anger, sadness, and unbelievable horror, and the monstrous killing intent of killing gods and ghosts that had already climbed to the extreme was actually suffocated!

Just the next moment after stabbing Dracula, Dracula's image suddenly changed, and in a burst of blood-colored energy like water fluctuations and distortions, it turned into the image of Chu Xuan, who had lost his eyes and blood was dripping from his sockets.

"I want to thank your companion......" With these words, Wang Zongchao was surging behind him, and the huge oppressive force was like a sea of prison, and he had completely enveloped himself.

“…… The value of his life is enough for me to launch a blood stand-in."

Dracula's move was really vicious and insidious to the extreme, Wang Zongchao was confused by the stand-in, and he consumed his strength in vain but instead trapped himself in an accident, but the most important thing is that Wang Zongchao's murderous spirit, fighting spirit, and fighting spirit that had accumulated to the extreme were also vented, and he was no longer at the top.

Just imagine, you have paid a tragic price, sacrificed several close comrades-in-arms, and you are trapped in a lonely battle that is almost certain to death, the grief and indignation in your heart are unspeakable, the fighting spirit is heroic and high, and the murderous spirit is indomitable, but after fighting all the way and even gambling your soul with all your strength, you find that you have hit not an enemy who is not a common enemy, but a comrade-in-arms who has died, what kind of blow will your morale and mood suffer?

Therefore, Dracula would rather not let the surrounding dead rush forward as soon as possible, but also let Wang Zongchao stab this shot that frustrates his sharpness and vents his killing intent!

At this time, he was behind Wang Zongchao. The blood-colored light swallowed and devoured people, surging like a tide, surrounding Dracula's right arm, and then Dracula erected his palm like a knife and suddenly plunged towards Wang Zongchao's heart!

The fierce and murderous aura quickly condensed like a raging wave. This plug tore apart the mountains and the sea, and the power of the sea seemed to be about to pierce a qiē. It's just a matter of bringing up the wind. It has caused severe pain on Wang Zongchao's face. The wind blows. It's almost impossible to open your eyes!

At this point, Dracula has the upper hand. Wang Zongchao is unavoidable. I had to withdraw my spear and put it on my chest. Block that one!

Wang Zongchao ordered the barrel of the spear to rotate at great speed. Try to remove this ground force. Between the collision and friction of two forces. Countless dazzling stars burst into flames. Scattered in all directions.

Subsequently. It's a crisp "click"!

accompanied Wang Zongchao to the present. Defeat countless powerful enemies. The "loneliness" of the spear that pinned Yang Zaixing's eternal heroic spirit was actually broken from it!

"No guns. Why do you beat me?" destroyed Wang Zong's super spear with one blow. Dracula no longer has any scruples. One of the five fingers of the left hand. Each swelled outward, and the blood blades were as long as they could be filled. With the sound of a terrible golden blade breaking through the sky. Inserted Wang Zongchao's head.

At the same time, the surrounding dense crowd of dead roared in response to Dracula's fierce attack. It was like Mount Tai collapsing, and the flood broke the embankment and rushed towards Wang Zongchao.

The sharpshooter "Lonely" was destroyed. Wang Zongchao had fallen into an absolute disadvantage of almost mortality, but the corners of his mouth actually had a cold smile.

"The gun is here!" Wang Zongchao spat out two words in his mouth, raised his index finger in his right hand, and stabbed Dracula in the chest with just one stab.

Unstoppable, seeing thousands of troops and horses as nothing, straight as the wind and sluggish, easy to water and cold, desolate, tragic, tragic and domineering, the extremely domineering Wutao's killing intent penetrated Dracula's body and soul in an instant!

At the same moment, in his eyes, the image of the golden sun and the red moon suddenly appeared, the golden light was brilliant and bright, and the red light was fierce and devouring!

"Where the gun is there, then the gun is there!"

Wang Zongchao's vertical finger stabbed did not pierce Dracula's skin on the surface, but behind Dracula, the deceased in the track where the thorn extended, was as if he was being hit and crushed by an invisible chariot that was speeding at a high speed in an instant, and countless blood flowers, fragments of armor, and mixed bone fragments instantly burst into a straight salute flower that extended five or six meters long.

A blow like a white rainbow through the sun, just like the brave general of another time and space who has been passed down through the ages, resurrected in an instant, and the soul will converged on Wang Zongchao's body, using it as a reference gun, using a thousand years ago Lingyun's ambition was not rewarded, and the first blow of the enemy leader was directly taken among thousands of troops!

This is the soul will of the famous general through the ages, and it is also the soul will of Wang Zongchao, at the juncture of life and death, under the desperate situation of the battlefield as if he knew each other, he has completely merged into a strong and heroic battle momentum, indomitable but indomitable, the more frustrated the more courageous, the stronger the more he is broken, as long as his breath remains, as long as the enemy does not die, a wrath and blood in his heart will burn more and more fiercely, look down on the army, and defeat the strong with the weak!

At the moment of life and death, Dracula's blood could rush to his heart like a tide, and the blood light in his chest was so strong that the viewer was blinded, and he could barely resist this killer blow.

With such a lore, Dracula was actually able to block it, and the terrifying strength of this lifeless king had been fully displayed. However, even so, his body and soul had been severely injured at the moment when this wave of killing intent came out of his body, and the physical trauma was fine, but the trauma on his soul made his whole body stiff.

Not only his body stiffened, but even the thousands of dead around him were as if they had been pulled away from their bodies in an instant, and their movements became sluggish and stiff, like a group of puppets.

Just when Dracula froze, a golden light swelled on Wang Zongchao's fingers on Dracula's chest, suppressing the dazzling blood light, with a biting chill, and quickly spread to Dracula's body, making his whole body covered with a layer of crystal clear thin ice, but the ice was shining with a holy golden luster, flowing back and forth, lining the ice like gold and iron, and firmly sealing Dracula's entire body in the golden ice.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zongchao stretched out his hands and put them on Dracula's body, screaming!

In a loud voice straight into the sky. In the long roar of cracking gold stones, the two muscles behind Wang Zongchao bulged high, and with a click, they directly burst his clothes!

At the same time, his legs suddenly became thicker, as thick as elephant legs, bursting the trousers of his legs, and even exploding blood beads outward, which was the expression of his strength and vitality that instantly exploded to the highest limit. The capillaries in his legs were already unable to withstand such exertion in many places. Exploded!

Then, Wang Zongchao paused and kicked his feet.

This kick is like detonating a high ground mine under your feet. In the loud bang, the entire square shook violently as if there had been a magnitude five or six earthquake, and many of the entire legions of the dead were shocked and fell on the spot.

More than a hundred meters away, Anna, who was already under siege and was about to be unable to support herself, actually felt that the earth plate under her feet was moving and shaking, but fortunately, her martial arts skills were solid, not only was she not affected, but she took the opportunity to solve several unstable dead.

In the place where Wang Zongchao has a foothold. It has suddenly exploded outwards with a radius of four or five meters. The terrifying crater is more than one meter deep, and the radial crack extends more than 20 meters away. Dense and powerful, extremely powerful crushed rock, sand and gravel sprayed in all directions. Like grinding pudding, the surrounding more than a dozen corpses of the deceased** who had not had time to have any protection were directly torn into a large piece of scattered flesh and blood.

The earth-shattering explosion muffled the sound of several inconspicuous bones shattering. Wang Zongchao's legs suddenly couldn't withstand this huge reaction force, and his leg bones shattered.

And under this overbearing reaction to the extreme. Wang Zongchao flew upwards diagonally dozens of meters above the frozen Dracula like a rocket, directly crossed a distance of more than 200 meters, and fell to the bottomless cliff behind the square.

If he had used such strength before, although he could have accelerated to Dracula's place without using the strength of Anna and Mu Gang, he would not have the strength to fight without removing his legs.

At this time, in the six-pointed star enchantment, a slender figure rushed out of the enchantment, spread its wings and desperately caught up, Wang Zongchao and Dracula's battle lasted less than seven seconds, but there were many variables, and it was too late to react when Dracula was instantly restrained by Akado.

And at this moment, something even more terrifying happened.

Dracula's connection to the Legion of the Dead is so strong that it is more of a part of his body than the legion he has summoned.

As his body was pushed away from the legion of the dead, under the traction of an inexplicable force, the army of the dead was densely packed below, and thousands of legions of the dead, as if attracted by magnets, left the ground one by one and rushed towards Dracula in the air.

At this time, whether it was Zheng Zha, who had not completely recovered from that fall, or Princess Anna, who was fighting hard, and Zhao Yingkong, who was lurking everywhere and dodging and waiting for an opportunity, they all witnessed this unbelievable scene.

The legions of the dead spread over the entire tens of thousands of square squares, like a tide, rushed towards the other side of the square, and then piled up into a terrifying place, rising from the ground in the shape of a blood-colored tower that was constantly rising upward, and the tip of the tower was rapidly approaching Wang Zongchao and Dracula, who were flying smaller and smaller in the direction of the cliff.

From a distance, it looked like a huge and inverted blood-colored whirlwind that appeared out of thin air.

Except for the deceased who were pulled into the sky, the others who survived all dodged left and right, and even did not hesitate to fall to the ground to avoid being caught in the tide of the dead and taken to the sky.

Then, as Wang Zongchao and Dracula fell towards the cliff, the huge blood-colored whirlwind also twisted the tip and fell backwards towards the cliff.

If you look at it from above, you will see that the edge of the cliff has completely turned into a huge blood-red waterfall, and thousands of legions of the dead are being dragged down the cliff.

The wind howled, scraping like knives, blowing from the bottom up towards the two who fell at great speed, but it was so high that it took even a few seconds to fall to the bottom, and in the process, Dracula had gradually recovered from the heavy blow of that shot.

A pair of huge blood-colored batwings, breaking through the golden ice, spread out from behind him, flapping downwards in a strong updraft, trying to go upwards

But Wang Zongchao, who was still holding him, could not let him get his wish, and pointed out with his left hand again, and this time, the fingertips were shining with blazing fire, stabbing at his right wing.

Dracula's body had just been frozen in ice, and the temperature was already low to near freezing, and he was rushed by this fiery energy, and the cold and heat converged. Burst open, blowing off his right flank entirely!

Dracula, who was left with a bat wing, turned around helplessly in the air and continued to fall, the two of them were in the air, and the sound of punching and kicking was continuous, but no matter how Dracula struggled, he could never get rid of Wang Zongchao.

And more than ten meters away from the top of the two, thousands of dead people were being dragged like dark clouds. Tarzan is on top and pouring down!

The two were still in the air. Some of the rocks that had been cracked by the fierce battle had already fallen to the bottom first, causing a series of splashes, and it turned out that there was suddenly a cliff underneath, exuding a chill to the bone. Unfathomable wide river.

But as soon as the rock was immersed in the water, it had already frozen and brittle, loosened and decomposed in an instant, and then it was like a broken glass, and it suddenly dispersed, turning into thousands of pieces like rain and falling into the glacier.

The temperature of the glacier was suddenly extremely cold to an unbelievable level, but because of the pure river vein aura. It didn't freeze. It's just that with this strange cold theory, ordinary people haven't jumped into it yet. His blood has collapsed, and his flesh and bones have broken and died.

"Boom" loud noise. In the splash of water, the two finally fell to the bottom. The moment Wang Zongchao hit the water, he also reversed himself and Dracula's position with a somersault, so that the earl's back could withstand the powerful momentum of the nearly thousand meters in the future.

As soon as he fell into the water, the extremely cold aura that had been accumulated for tens of millions of years in the veins of the extremely cold river suddenly eroded towards the two of them pervasively, Dracula's face was already full of fear, and the blood flames poured out of his body, protecting his body, temporarily resisting this strange cold that was enough to make the blood freeze and pierce the bone pyramidal muscles.

Four hundred years ago, his father relied on extracting this river vein aura to form an enchantment to trap him, because all the energy of the enchantment comes from this river vein, so the enchantment is full of ice and snow all year round, and the castle in it is an ice castle.

Although Dracula was soon able to break through the barrier with the help of the bloody cloak, and then, as he killed more people and cultivated more sophisticated, the barrier became a non-existent barrier for him. But after all, the enchantment was only formed by extracting part of the river vein aura, and he was not afraid of the enchantment, which did not mean that he could immerse himself in the river and bathe without harm, especially now that he had also been exhausted to the extreme.

On the other hand, although Wang Zongchao had the internal power of ice and fire, he couldn't withstand the erosion of this ubiquitous and pervasive cold qi that was extremely pure, however, he didn't think about it.

He didn't use the fire internal force to fight against the strange cold at all, but instead gathered the ice internal force, and at the same time frantically absorbed the pure cold from the outside world, so that the two extreme cold inside and outside communicated with each other.

The huge and infinite amount of Qi Han Spiritual Qi roared and tore and surged, instantly overwhelming more than thirty percent of his earth tendon veins, but even so, he also relied on this Qi Cold Aura to push his own internal force True Qi to an incomparably terrifying height far beyond the limit in an instant, combined with the Earth Holy Power in his body, and then poured out the Taoless killing intent from the "loneliness" of the divine spear, and launched outward-

Killing Intent, Ice and Fire Quadruple Heaven!

Killing Intent, Five Heavens of Ice and Fire!!

Killing Intent: Ice and Fire Sixfold Heaven!!

His own icy internal force was like a spark, detonating the flame barrel that had accumulated tens of millions of years of strange cold aura, a terrifying force that seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the earth exploded in an instant with him as the core!

Acador, who was speeding down from above, witnessed this horrific hellish scene.

Glacier roars!

The river is no longer as deep as a secluded tan and cold and quiet, but like the sea in a storm, it sets off a monstrous wave, in which icicles as thick as thousand-year-old trees rise to the sky, bursting upwards with a white mist. The bleak chill dispels all the winds and withers the winter slaughter on the earth!

The icicles were hideous and terrifying, covered with countless sharp ice thorns as thick as wrists, and the icicles faintly shimmered with holy golden cold, like gold and iron, forming a sea of guns and halberds, one after another, piercing the sky and darkness, and facing the army of the dead pouring down from the sky.

Piercing, penetrating, tearing, struggling, smashing......

Meat crumbs and blood flew like powder in the sky, and in an instant, they were frozen into blood-colored crystals and shot everywhere, and suddenly turned into a slaughterhouse at the bottom of the abyss of hell in front of them!

Four hundred years ago, Dracula, the bloodthirsty Earl, surrounded the city with a brutal stake punishment on all his enemies. Stakes piercing from the mouth or buttocks, crows and vultures pecking at the dead and wailing, the smell of blood and rancid hell permeated the enemy, and Dracula's blood reputation spread throughout the continent.

And now, Wang Zongchao has returned the way of others, and the icicles and sharp ice spikes have once again made these deceased enjoy a death that has ended the lives of most of them!

The hellish scene lasted less than three seconds, and then the icicles cracked and scattered, falling like a torrent of blood-colored corpses into the glacier, and at the same time, the bodies of the dead began to melt and turn into pools of blood.

This originally cold and clear glacier river has suddenly turned into an out-and-out "blood river" that can only appear in hell.

Acador's ten fingers were deeply sunk into a cliff, and her body hung on the cliff without falling into the river of blood, her eyes were frightened and helpless, and her body was trembling violently, although she did not fall into the river, it looked as if she had been immersed in the icy waters of the cold river for ten thousand years.

She rushed so fast that the icicle that burst into the sky pierced her left wing, and if she hadn't managed to twist her body in the air and clasp the cliff, she would have turned into a corpse soaked in a river of blood.

Such a powerful, terrifying, and simply invincible legion of the dead turned into blood in the blink of an eye, and Acador could hardly accept this fact.

On the other hand, on the square above the cliff that seemed empty due to the exhaustion of the army of the dead, Zheng Zhe dragged one of his abandoned legs, and struggled desperately to the edge of the cliff with jumps, clips, crawls, and rolls......