"Long time no see, Mr. Ilot." In the mercenary's house, the white-clothed cardinal said to the handsome man who was gambling with a kind smile on his face.

"It's been a long time, Murberzi, put away your hypocritical expression, it makes me look sick." The handsome man Ilott reluctantly threw the cards in his hand on the gambling table, which was the twenty-sixth consecutive loss he had lost today, looking at the group of gamblers around him with reluctant faces, Ilot's heart was even more irritable, and he walked towards the suite where they lived with the white bishop Murberzi.

"Is that really good? The white cardinal of the Church of Light came to meet one of the heretics you are talking about? Sitting in his seat, Ilot's handsome face had a wicked smile on his face, and his fingers fumbled for the jeweled ring on his finger and licked his lips.

"I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for more than 500 years, and you actually joined the Golden Family, it's really a pity, you could have become the best Templar." Murberzi said with a look of regret.

"Manipulated and fooled by you, and finally watched you tie your most beloved woman to the stake and burn her?" In Ilot's eyes, a tyrannical murderous intent suddenly flashed, and a blood-colored aura escaped from itself, and even the originally golden pupils gradually turned bloody.

"You're still as impulsive as ever, and now, we're not rivals, and I have no intention of fighting you." Murberzi said lightly, a holy light flashed around him, and the surging blood-colored momentum collided with this soft holy light, and there seemed to be a series of explosions in the air.

"I can feel the smell of blood in you, it is none other than you, a believer in God. Want to fall too? Ilott suddenly retracted his momentum and looked at Murberzi. In the evil eyes, there was a bit of a taste of exploration.

"It's not funny." Murberzi's face changed. A cold glow flashed in some cloudy eyes.

"Really?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Ilot's mouth, and he shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I can understand that an old thing who is extremely keen on power, the kind of helplessness that is about to come to the end of his life, the greatest advantage of the blood clan is that he has an almost eternal life." ”

The original holiness and kindness on Murberzi's face disappeared, and was replaced by a touch of coldness: "Man has to pay for his words and deeds. His gaze glanced coldly behind Ilot. Those three masters who are also from the Golden Family.

"Don't worry, they are my blood descendants, and no one else will know about today's events except you and me."

"It looks like you're in the Golden Family, and you're doing well." His gaze swept over the three people behind Ilot, these three were all Saint Master-level masters who held real power in the Golden Family, and now they were transformed into blood heirs by Ilot. In other words, the power of these three people has all been collected into the hands of Ilot, and the blood clan has absolute control over their blood descendants.

"It's a pity. Those old fellows lived a long life, and they were wary of me, and refused to let me have my first hug. He shook his head. Irot looked at Murbozi and said with a playful smile on his face, "Actually, I'm looking forward to you becoming a Bloodliner. It is ironic to think of a group of papacies ruled by heretics. ”

"Enough. Let's get down to business. Murberzi snorted, not wanting to continue on the topic.

"I'm curious, what qualifications does a lord of such a small town have to make you, the white-clothed bishop of the Church of Light, fall in love?" Irot looked at Murbertzi and sneered.

"Yes, a kid who has gone from a slave to a powerful saint master in less than three years, I don't know why I would be so concerned about him." Murberzi snorted coldly.

"Three years? Holy Master? The playful look on Ilot's face vanished, replaced by a wave of excitement: "You mean, he got ......"

"Other than this reason, I can't find a reason why an ordinary person can grow into a saint master in just three years, maybe it won't be long before he becomes stronger." Murberzi nodded.

"Your original plan was probably to use the hatred of the Golden Family to help you test, right?" Ilot's cynical expression regained and looked at Murbozi: "With what I know about the Golden Family, I'm afraid those self-righteous guys can easily be provoked by you. ”

"I didn't expect that they would send you out this time." Murberzi sneered and shook his head.

"But I still don't believe you." Irot stood up, looked at Murberzi and said, "Although five hundred years ago, if it weren't for your help, maybe I would have died at the stake like my lover, but a believer who can betray even his own beliefs for his own interests is really hard to believe. ”

"And what do you want?" Murbertzi looked at Ilott and said coldly.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Shrugging his shoulders, he looked at Murberzi and said, "Personally, I'm more inclined to trample the Church of Light under my feet. ”

"Humph!" Murberzi stood up, looked at Ilot, and said, "Time is a wonderful thing, which can turn a once brave and fearless warrior into a politician who is greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

"Heroic and brainless, are two different things." Irot stood up, walked over to Murberzi, looked at him with a smile, and said, "I don't want to be a gun in your hands to make your profits. ”

"Aren't you afraid of telling the people of the Golden Family about the matter of the blood heir?" Murberzi sneered.

"The Blood Clan has disappeared from the continent for thousands of years, except for you gods who like to exclude dissidents under the slogan of eliminating heresy, I'm afraid no one knows this, do you think they are willing to believe me who has served their family for five hundred years and made countless contributions, or do you believe in you, a hypocrite?" Irot sneered.

"These two people have known each other five hundred years ago." In the basement of the castle, the two didn't know, they thought they were talking in top secret, but they were listened to by Zhuo Ao, who Mourberzi wanted to deal with, looking at the two people who broke up unhappily on the screen, Zhuo Ao leaned on the comfortable sofa, and couldn't fully believe the words of the two old foxes who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, but some of the secrets involved in the conversation between the two aroused Zhuo Ao's interest.

Bloodline?

A familiar race, which has been dabbled in many novels and movies in previous lives.

"Continue to monitor their every move, and notify me if there is any movement." Seeing that the two parted unhappily, Mulbertzi returned to the church, if the two did not deliberately confuse themselves, in a short time, it would be difficult for the two sides to reach an agreement, but bought himself some time.

Leaving the underground laboratory, Zhuo Ao returned to his secret room, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not choose to enter the secret realm to improve his strength, his Nine Dragons Na True Technique had reached the verge of breaking through, as long as he could completely absorb the dragon qi in the dantian, it was enough to deal with the master of the middle stage of the Holy Master.

After sitting cross-legged and ordering no one to disturb, Zhuo Ao quickly entered the cultivation state.

In the dantian, this time Zhuo Ao did not continue to cultivate in a careful way, the surrounding heaven and earth aura under the rapid rotation of the golden pill, quickly converged towards Zhuo Ao, above the golden pill, the first golden dragon that had already condensed was now lifelike, and the second golden dragon began to condense rapidly.

Nine Dragons Na Zhen Jue, is Zhuo Ao tailor-made for himself Jin Dan level exercises, every time one more condensed true dragon, all attributes can rise by two points, when Nine Dragons are completely condensed, aside from the first golden dragon, Zhuo Ao's full attributes can be increased by sixteen points, has long exceeded the limit of the Jin Dan realm.

As long as the power of the four dragons is condensed before the other party makes an attack, even in the face of the powerhouses in the middle stage of the Holy Master, Zhuo Ao has the confidence to fight with them, as for the number of people, Zhuo Ao has never been afraid of siege.

Under the guidance of the dragon qi, the majestic aura quickly turned into a drop of golden true yuan, and quickly merged into the golden pill, and the form of the second golden dragon quickly became clear with the continuous integration of a drop of golden true yuan.

"Ang~"

Finally, at the moment when the second true dragon was completely condensed, a domineering majesty erupted from Zhuo Ao's body, and the double dragon wrapped around Zhuo Ao's golden pill, looking up to the sky and roaring, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura absorbed faster.

Zhuo Ao did not stop, his hands were sealed, and with the assistance of the double dragon, the absorption of the aura of heaven and earth was almost three times that of the usual, and the phantom of the third true dragon gradually condensed.

A vast domineering aura quickly spread from the secret room where Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo was located, spreading to the entire Punk Town, and many domestic animals seemed to feel something terrifying, and stopped working one after another, ignoring the master's scolding, and crawled in the direction of the castle.

At the same time, above the castle, the sky suddenly changed color, and as the rolling aura continued to converge towards Zhuo Ao, it gradually formed a huge aura vortex in the sky above the city lord's mansion.

"Not good!" In Zhuo Ao's feeling, he didn't feel the passage of time in a state of cultivation, but in the outside world, more than half a month had passed, and Murberzi, who was praying in the church, suddenly felt the abnormal elemental fluctuations in the air, his face changed, he stood up, ignored Delin's puzzled gaze, and quickly walked outside the church, looking at the earth-shattering spiritual power vortex above the castle, his heart sank, and he rushed towards the direction of the mercenary tavern without hesitation.

At the same time, in the mercenary tavern, Ilott walked out of the mercenary tavern with three blood concubines, and looked at the sky above the castle like everyone else.

"What a powerful momentum!" Smacking his lips, Ilote turned his head, and when he saw Murberzi flying in, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a smile that was enough to fascinate thousands of girls: "It seems that the two of us should really join forces." ”

"That's exactly what I mean." Murberzi snorted coldly. (To be continued.) )