Du Yueming remembered that Claures had been looking at the sculpture with her, but she didn't seem to have anything to do.

The aura emanating from the pupils of this huge sculpture of the Blood Clan has an almost primitive instinctive attraction to the human soul, and just looking at each other will make people fall into it.

"Nothing. Du Yueming replied simply. He already understood, so he didn't want to say anything more.

A black shadow passed in front of him with a rushing wind, as if something had fallen.

Soon Du Yueming knew what it was that fell, it was people, people in military uniforms, they were on the fourth floor, these people had blank eyes, dull faces, and jumped without hesitation.

Du Yueming knew that if he hadn't reacted just now, then it would have been the same fate as these people.

After falling more than a dozen people, someone in the team of the Demon Breaking Arrow should have reacted, so this act of jumping directly to kill was stopped by the sober people.

In fact, this height is not necessarily what will happen to the Fighting Knight, and it may be injured, because the Fighting Knight's body is strong.

Du Yueming wanted to see how the guys who jumped down were doing, and he poked his head down, almost not throwing up.

Because of the collapse of the white mist, those soul hands at the bottom disappeared.

At the bottom of the sculpture of the Blood Clan, there is a huge circular pool, which is undoubtedly a pool of blood from a stylistic point of view, but now it is not blood plasma that fills the blood pool, but countless tiny snakes, which come out of the holes under the sculpture, swimming, entangled, and intersecting, exuding a fishy smell.

This pool should be called the Snake Pool.

Those who fell immediately regained consciousness, but it was better not to regain consciousness, because they were greeted by the Nightmare of the Serpent.

These people had no way to resist in front of the snakes, and their fighting spirit destroyed some snakes, but there were too many snakes. The snakes wrapped around their bodies, and these snakes were everywhere, and a large number of small snakes burrowed into their bodies, and then burst out of their abdomen, and the bloody heads of the snakes spit out scarlet letters, and then dragged their entrails out, and they did not devour, but just burrowed around...... The snake pool swam, scattering the scarlet, and the twenty torn corpses were stirred up and forth in the snake pool.

Although Du Yueming looked away, the sound of the snakes swimming at the bottom made his scalp tingle.

Clauris's face turned pale, she staggered back a few steps, afraid of falling below, her own bloodthirsty blood clan, she didn't expect to be afraid of this group of snakes.

In the legend, the snake has such a meaning, evil, union and vigorous vitality.

On the opposite side of the fourth floor, the familiar feminine face poked out, Lucius looked down, his face sank, and after taking his eyes away from the snake pool, Lucius naturally found Du Yueming who was located in the corridor on the lower floor. Du Yueming also discovered him, and the two glanced at each other, and there was a chill flashing in their eyes.

The red-haired Ivan, who had suffered a loss in Du Yueming's hands before, also showed his head, and he stood beside Lucius, he naturally didn't give Du Yueming any good looks, and he also made a neck cutting action at Du Yueming very arrogantly.

In the face of Ivan's provocation, Du Yueming directly raised a middle finger in response, although he hasn't done this kind of thing for a long time, but after all, he is a gangster, and he is good at this kind of thing.

Seeing that Du Yueming was still so arrogant alone, Ivan let go of his cruel words, he was condescending, and said proudly: "For a while, you will feel good." ”

"I don't think it's going to take a while, right now. Du Yueming directly and quickly drew his gun, showing the striker, he shot extremely fast, and a precise shot of mercury hit Ivan directly. There is one thing to say, Du Yueming still has a hand in bullying and bullying guys who are weaker than himself, and he will never talk much if he can do it.

Ivan didn't expect Du Yueming to do it directly, he didn't react for a while, fortunately Lucius on the side made a timely move, he mobilized the fighting spirit of the wind nature, and formed an invisible wind shield in the air to block this bullet for Ivan, just now Ivan was in a defenseless state, if he ate Du Yueming's mercury bullet, I am afraid he will feel better.

Du Yueming's sudden blow made Ivan suddenly break out in a cold sweat, Du Yueming blew on the muzzle of the attacker, and threw a mocking look at Ivan, Ivan suffered another loss, his face was blue and red, and he was angry.

Ivan took out his own gun, and the bullet filling preparation was to return the color to Du Yueming, Du Yueming was also engrossed here, he was ready to fight the gun with Ivan, and if he fought directly, he was more than seventy percent sure that he would directly abolish Ivan.

At this time, one of Lucius's hands reached in front of Ivan, and he stopped him.

"Are you going to stop me again this time?" asked Ivan, who was furious.

Lucius's tone remained as calm as ever, and he said lightly: "Do you have to be more serious with a dead man now? Do you think that since he has followed up, he can run this time? Save your strength first, and do important things, and I don't know how he died for a while." ”

When Ivan heard this, he was relieved, yes, Lucius was right, for some reason, since Du Yueming followed up, he would definitely die this time. At the moment, there is still a big matter, so after Ivan said a few words and found the steps, he gave up.

Lucius watched for a moment, then removed his icy gaze from Du Yueming's body, and he and Ivan retreated inward, disappearing from Du Yueming's field of vision. After the two of them turned around, they were faced by a young blood-clan with red eyes.

The Bloodline had curly brown hair, and he was handsome in a rich, delicate rococo-like gown. The Bloodclan sat on the floor against the wall, his chest covered in a white napkin, blood on his fangs, and blood on his hands.

"Are you alright? I'm already satisfied when it's time to satisfy you. Lucius asked, standing in front of the Bloodline, looking at him indifferently.

"Not yet, that's not enough, you get two more fresh humans, I want to suck women if you can. The gorgeously dressed male Bloodclan said as he licked the blood from his palm.

Lucius raised his hand slightly, he took out his exclusive Compound Son of the Bow Wind, and he said coldly to the Bloodliner, "You've already sucked three of my subordinates dry, isn't that fucking enough?"

Lucius, who had always been relatively peaceful, couldn't help but burst into foul language, there was an unconcealable anger in his tone, and the warriors who followed him were all cultivated by him, and they were also loyal to him. Those brothers who followed Lucius from birth to death were sucked dry by this blood clan in front of Lucius, and Lucius was actually extremely reluctant.