Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

This is a truth forged with countless bloods.

Therefore, Xue An did not have the slightest compassion for these blood clans.

The white flames turned into a sea of fire, and rushed straight towards these bloods.

Except for Andre, the rest of the Bloods didn't even breathe, and they were all burned to ashes by the flames.

Andre was also tainted with a wisp of flame, although he quickly used a lot of recovered bloodline spells.

But this flame was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, directly burning through his protective blood, and began to spread rapidly.

Andrei was so frightened that he threw out a pale golden parchment.

"My father save me!"

Rumble!

A majestic aura appeared in the heavens and the earth, and a blood clan phantom with five pairs of golden wings behind it appeared in mid-air.

This is Andrei's life-saving trick.

A secret text that summons a Phantom at the level of the Prince of the Blood Clan.

Although this was just a phantom, the powerful momentum was still oppressive, and Quintina, Serena and the others retreated.

Andrei laughed grimly, "Despicable human, you actually have the Flame of Light, and for that alone, I will break you to pieces!"

As he spoke, the Phantom Wings of the Blood Clan Prince fluttered, and he appeared in front of Xue An in an instant.

It's as fast as traveling through time and space.

Then as soon as the phantom's wings closed, countless blood rays enveloped Xue An in it.

"Your Excellency!" Quintina exclaimed.

Serena let out a sigh of relief.

It's good to be dead!

As long as this man dies, the soul in his body will be solved.

But at this moment, the phantom of the powerful blood prince exploded.

Countless fragments of blood light were directly scorched into nothingness by the white flames.

And Xue An walked slowly from it, and smiled at Andre who was stunned, "It's a pity that it's just a phantom, otherwise you can condense blood beads!"

Andrei shuddered, turned around and wanted to run.

But Xue An held his palm weakly and said lightly: "Ning!"

Andre felt that all the space around him suddenly became extremely hard, and he couldn't move a single inch at all.

"No...... My father is a member of the Blood Clan, and if you dare to kill me, he won't let you go!"

Andre looked at Xue An, who was slowly approaching, and shouted in horror.

Xue An shook his head, a glint in his eyes, "What I hope is that your father can come to me!"

As he spoke, the endless flames devoured Andre, burning him into nothingness in the blink of an eye, and a bead of blood appeared in Xue An's hand.

Another marquis's blood bead.

Xue An didn't even look at it, and threw it directly to Quintina, and then turned his head to look at Serena.

When Serena saw Xue An's indifferent gaze, she was frightened and cold.

"You...... Kill me!"

Serena is not afraid of death, she is afraid of Xue An's endless demon-like methods.

Xue An smiled faintly, "It seems that I made a mistake in one thing, your soul is still not firm enough to recognize the Lord." ”

"No, please kill me, I ....... Serena was terrified.

With a flick of Xue An's fingers, a point of light floated out of Serena's forehead and flew directly into Benedict's mind.

A blank look appeared on Serena's face for an instant, and then she gradually returned to normal.

Then he knelt down respectfully at Benedict, gently kissed Benedict's shoes, and said respectfully: "Master!"

There is no longer the previous arrogance and unruliness between the words.

And in the midst of the mountains of blood.

Andrew, Prince of the Blood Clan, suddenly shuddered, and a terrifying glint of blood appeared in his eyes.

"What makes you so angry, sir?" said the butler, as he approached, and asked softly.

Andrew's expression changed, "Someone killed my descendant Andre!"

"Lord of the House, please calm your anger, could it be someone from the Church of Light?" asked the butler.

"I don't know, but there have been a lot of accidents among the blood clan recently, and when the council convenes on the night of the full moon, I must explain this to the councilors!" Andre said in a deep voice.

London.

Gary stood in front of the hotel window, overlooking the brightly lit city, and sighed helplessly.

"What a headache for a city! It's intricate, and it's full of filth!"

Alonso agrees.

In fact, from the Middle Ages.

The city of London is the main battleground of the battle between light and darkness.

No single force can truly control it.

The only thing that can be done is to maintain a delicate balance.

So compared to other cities with strong light forces, in London, Gary's identity as a cardinal archbishop is not so useful.

"Let's check slowly!" said Gary.

"Good!" Alonso replied.

European town.

"Curse!" with Fan Mengxue's shout.

A gray light flew out from Fan Mengxue's palm.

Bang Bang Bang!

Anastasia clapped her hands and walked over with admiration on her face.

"Mengxue, your talent is indeed the strongest I've ever seen! In just a few days, you can already use a mid-level sorcery like the curse technique!"

Fan Mengxue was a little embarrassed, "I think...... These dark witchcraft seem to be very obedient!"

Anastasia chuckled, "That's because you're so talented! If you were an ordinary person, it would take you years to communicate with the darkness alone, and you might not even be able to do it in a lifetime." ”

The two were talking in the room.

Han Yao walked in, her face full of anger.

"Mengxue, that old guy from the Film Association has to let you go for yourself! I think he must have no good intentions!"

Han Yao didn't look at Anastasia sitting on the sofa the whole time, as if she didn't exist at all.

"Mengxue, it's a big deal, we don't want this award, and don't let this kind of old guy take advantage!" Han Yao was still angry.

Fan Mengxue nodded, "Okay, I know! Sister Yao, I'll pay attention." ”

Wait for Han Yao to leave.

Anastasia smiled faintly, "Your agent is very sincere to you!"

She had just used dark witchcraft, and Han Yao couldn't see her at all.

Fan Mengxue smiled bitterly, "Sister Yao is really good to me!"

Anastasia said lightly: "You seem to be worried about this matter?"

Fan Mengxue bowed her head and was silent.

"Remember, you're a witch who walks in the dark now, do you need me to teach you how to deal with these ill-intentioned men?" Anastasia's face showed a fierce look.

Fan Mengxue hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Miss Fan, I would like to express my most sincere praise for your directing talent and acting talent!" said a pot-bellied middle-aged man with an exaggerated expression on his face.

Fan Mengxue smiled, then considered her tone and said in the most formal tone possible: "Lord, I want to ask about the award for my movie...... ”

The man laughed, "Miss Fan's film award is well-deserved, but it's just ......." ”

"You've got to give something!"