Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Blood Clan Strikes
From the sneak attack on Liushan to the killing of the old man, it was only a few breaths of time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the distance, Pink was covered in embarrassment, and it looked like she was not lightly injured.
"Don't you already know about this stronghold?"
Hearing Liu Shan's words, Pink's eyes moved, and then nodded, "Whether it is the Dark Holy See or the Western Holy See, there are deep secrets hidden, and I have only investigated a small part. ”
She stopped talking, looked at Liu Shan's expectant gaze, and sighed again. "But don't try to get the slightest bit of information out of me, I will tell you what you have to tell you."
Liu Shan had no choice but to ignore the woman, squatted down and began to search the old man's body.
After a while, I saw his hand shake, and a pitch-black stone appeared in his hand.
"Huh." A surprised voice came, and I saw that Pink had already looked over, staring at the stone in his hand.
"You know this?"
"I'm not sure yet, let me see." Pink said and walked over.
Liu Shan groaned slightly, and handed the stone to the other party.
After observing for a while, Pink returned the stone to him again, and said with a faint look of excitement in her eyes: "This is the Meteorite Stone, a rare material in the plot world, which can be used to create weapons." ”
"Weapons, isn't there weapons sold in the space itself?"
"Those weapons, how can they compare to the ones you built yourself." Pink snorted coldly, and then said: "Since you killed this person, this thing is yours, I talked before, okay, let's get out of here." ”
As soon as the words fell, the two turned and left.
Soon after, in another room, Liu Shan stood calmly in place.
"Don't move, it'll be right away." Just listen to a soft voice.
Pink smiled as she looked at the priest who had fallen to the ground, who looked like nothing more than a quiet man, but with a look of fear on his face.
Around the man, there were already several clergyman's corpses lying on the ground.
After Liu Shan and Pink leave, they continue their search, encountering a group of monks as they pass through the area, and they engage in an exchange of fire.
The strength of these clerics was very different from the Dark Lord they encountered when they entered the tomb or the old man before them.
In a fight, they were easily killed, and only one of them was still lingering.
I saw a cloud of black mangs pouring out of the pink hand, condensing layer by layer in the palm of the palm into a spider the size of a fingernail.
As soon as the spider square appeared, it crawled towards the dying priest.
Although the latter looked at this scene with a look of despair, when the spider's figure completely disappeared, this person also closed his eyes and fainted to the ground.
"It's settled here, let's go."
Listening to Pink's words, she has already stood up.
Liu Shan nodded and followed her out of the room.
After searching the tomb, Liu Shan and the rest of the people finally left the place one after another.
Standing outside the stone gate, Liu Shan looked up as if he had a feeling, only to feel a strange aura coming.
"It's coming so fast!" I heard a sinister laugh coming from the side.
"Cultist, hand over the holy water!"
With a cold snort, I saw figures appear around, staring at blood-red eyes.
"It's the Bloodline." The team immediately recognized the men as their identities.
Now they are surrounded not by vampires, but by real bloods, and there are more than twenty of them.
"Take them down."
With a cold order, I saw all the blood clan figures shake and quickly pounce.
"Break each one."
Liu Shan only heard a voice coming, and the rest of the team members rushed towards the opposite blood clan without hesitation.
And look at the blood clan is also killing quickly.
His gaze sank slightly, and with a flash of his hand, a silver light emerged.
The silver light "boomed", intertwined all around.
Just as the silver light appeared, one of the Bloods attacked him.
But the silver light only swept through the Blood's head.
The Blood Clan only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and fell to the ground.
Behind this Bloodline, four or five BloodClans once again targeted him.
After a moment's scrutiny, the men rushed towards him.
Facing the five blood clans, Liu Shan also looked immovable, but the Flying God Sword in his hand was unceremoniously.
Hearing only a clanging sound, the five blood clans had already surrounded him, and the Flying God Sword collided with these blood clans, emitting bursts of fierce fighting sounds.
The silver light is like a fantasy, intertwined into a piece around the willow mountain.
Although the attack of the blood clan was fierce, it was unable to break through the blockade of the silver light for a while.
After a moment of scuffle, there was an angry shout, and the silver light was struck away with a "bang", and it fell in front of Liu Shan and re-slashed into a small sword.
And in front, the five blood clans also looked scarred, looking at Liu Shan's gaze, killing intent soaring.
"Kill." One of the Bloods once again exerted a powerful speed advantage, turning into a black shadow and quickly passing through the air.
The Flying Sword flashed, and it intertwined again to meet it.
At this moment, a sound of breaking the air came from behind.
I saw a Bloodclan sneak up behind him and launch an attack at some point.
Liu Shan had already sensed the abnormality, and with a flash behind him, three swords appeared, killing behind him.
Suddenly, there was a spasm in his mind, and his eyes couldn't help but look ahead, only to see the Flying God Sword rolling backwards.
First controlling the Flying Divine Sword, and then controlling the Sword at the same time, Liu Shan's mental power was undoubtedly dispersed.
It was the blood clan on the opposite side that took the opportunity to break through the attack of the Flying God Sword, so that he who was connected to this sword spirit was hit hard.
Shaking his slightly heavy head, Liu Shan continued to control the Flying God Sword and kill it.
Behind him, the three swords were already tangled with the attacking Bloodline.
The other party didn't know what method he used, and a burst of crystal light flashed on the surface of his body, looking like a pair of armor.
Every time the sword slashed at the crystal light, it emitted a sound of gold and stone.
Jingguang only trembled, and continued to protect the person unharmed.
Liu Shan's eyes finally became a little heavy, these blood clans are really different from vampires, although their strength is not as good as those who first possessed blood clans last time, but they are ten times more difficult than vampires.
Watching the warband slowly fall into a bitter battle, the other three bloods no longer hesitated and shot at him at the same time.
Now, just by controlling the Flying God Sword and the Sword, Liu Shan was barely able to block the two Blood Clans.
At this time, after seeing these three people make a move, he naturally would not sit still.
I saw that the Flying Sword and the Sword turned around and returned at the same time.
Landing in front of him, Liu Shan waved his hand and put away the sword, and at the same time took out a shield.
In the face of the attack of the blood clan, he clenched his shield, and the silver light flashed around him, and he did not hesitate to meet it.
Suddenly, the five blood clans and Liu Shan scuffled.
Not far away, a middle-aged man looked at the woman in pink in front of him with a solemn face.
The man's eyes were bloody, and his skin was pale.
And looking at the tumbling aura on his body, he is far stronger than other blood clans.
"When did the blood clan who were afraid of the holy water flock to the holy water." An indifferent voice came.
The middle-aged blood clan sneered, "Death is coming, you still have to care about yourself." ”
"Hey, here's my line." The pink gaze showed a chuckle, and his gaze swept over the blood clan around him, and a circle of white light appeared under his feet, expanding in the blink of an eye.
"Be careful!" An alert appears.
With a roar, all the surrounding blood clans were overwhelmed by the storm.
"Damn." An angry voice came from the mouth of the middle-aged blood clan, and he glanced at the blood clan who were drowned in the storm unwillingly, and jumped without hesitation, and swept forward briskly.
At that moment, a fist-sized swirl of light appeared in the storm, heading straight for him.
The middle-aged blood clan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then collided with the swirl of light.
With a "boom", a dazzling white light poured out, directly engulfing his figure.