"Venerable Earl Bruch, don't come unharmed!" an elderly Taoist priest led by Chongyangguan greeted him, he supported his right chest with his left hand, and at the same time took off his crown with his right hand, bowed forward, and nodded to the visitor in a strange medieval greeting.

The person who came also returned the salute, compared to the stiffness of the old Taoist priest, his salute was more smooth.

Bruch walked towards Chongyangguan with graceful steps, and the sound of crisp footsteps echoed in the night, as if knocking on the hearts of all those present. He looked at the huge plaque on the door of Chongyangguan, his eyes showed a look of remembrance, and he didn't know when there was an extra goblet in his hand, he raised his head and drank it all, and the tip of his tongue swept his lips and sighed softly: "It's been a hundred years! I've slept for so long, what about Bishop Chongyangzi?"

The Daoists looked at each other, but the elder Taoist priest replied, "The ancestor has wandered outside and has not yet looked back. ”

"Oh, he's not here?" said Bruch's face changed, and he said in a gloomy threat, "Isn't he afraid that I will suck the blood of everyone here?"

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly when he heard this, and he was not afraid: "The lord has made an agreement with the ancestor, so he must not be the one who rebelled!"

Bruch, who was slowly trimming his nails, stared at Lao Dao when he heard this, and said, "You junior knows a lot, but in your words, it is no longer what it used to be, even if I want to tear up the agreement, who can stop me?"

"My lord said that you people in the West are not very promised?" The old Tao was anxious: "You made a contract to prove it. ”

Bruch nodded and did not deny it, he said sharply: "Yes, that's right!

"Shameless, don't you think about it!" Seeing that Bruch was determined to tear up the agreement, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but curse angrily, raising the talisman sword in his hand and intending to fight to the death.

"Bogu, clean up all these lowly reptiles for me!" Bruch turned and gave the order to attack the giant bat demon behind him.

"Yes, great Duke, your most loyal men will be happy to serve you!" "The Bat Demon King Bogu Urn responded angrily, and he patted his ass without a trace, boasting that Bruch, who only had the strength of an earl, as the strength of a duke.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest hurriedly led all the Taoist turtles to retract back to the Taoist temple, and at the same time, the four doors were closed, putting on a stubborn look.

"Hey, they're going to fight! what are we going to do?" Jian Feng asked, scratching his head.

Xuan Yi didn't answer, he stared at the tall figure on the hillside in the distance and fell into deep thought, and from the few words they spoke, it could be roughly deduced that the man in front of him was probably the vampire, a race with magical abilities in Western legends.

Vampires, as the spokesmen of darkness and fervent admirers of blood, are not as dull and brutal as other races with special abilities, but possess intelligent minds and extremely elegant appearances, and possess a fatal attraction to the opposite sex of humans. "Prince, Marquis, Uncle and Male" is not only the title of the vampire clan, but also the rank used for the division of strength. Known as a senior otaku among many otaku in his previous life, Xuanyi has studied vampire and werewolf culture, and Bruch is a surname inherited from a genuine vampire race.

"Old Xuan, are you listening!" Jian Feng saw Xuanyi stunned, and nudged him to summon him to his senses.

Xuanyi saw that the three of them were looking at him, obviously taking himself as the backbone, he coughed lightly and gathered the three of them in front of him and whispered: "This guy in the field is called a vampire, he is a humanoid race from the Western Continent, he feeds on blood and can turn into bats!"

"Hehe, hey, isn't that a demon!" Jian Feng disagreed.

"Don't interrupt!" Yu Hao shouted, he had never heard of everything in front of him, and he was listening to it with relish: "Then this vampire should be the same as a zombie, there must be something to restrain him?"

"Yes! According to the ancient books in the temple, sunlight and silverware can kill them!" Xuanyi moved out of the signboard of the Kongo Temple, and the three of them nodded convincingly.

"I have silver!" Jian Feng took out a bag of silver taels from his pocket after hearing this, and saw that the weight was enough for a hundred taels, but he didn't expect that this kid seemed to be a rich man. Xuanyi took the silver and held it in his hand, and the next thing was to plan carefully, how to touch the silver into the vampire's skin and cause damage.

The giant bat demon king Bogu had already flown into the air, and it circled around the Chongyang Temple several times, seemingly looking for an angle to attack. A moment later, Bogu grabbed a boulder with his claws and flew back, it flew to a height of hundreds of meters above Chongyang Temple, and his claws were released, and the boulder roared and smashed towards Chongyang Temple.

With a loud earth-shattering sound, the roof of Chongyangguan was pierced to reveal a huge gap, and many Taoists below were knocked to the ground by the boulders and mourned all over the field. Bruch looked at this scene lightly and waved his hand lightly: "Kill them all in, get the contract back!" The bat demons and imps in the sky let out strange cries and poured into the hole in the roof.

In the Chongyang Temple, several Taoists gathered around Lao Dao and shouted with grief and anger on their faces: "Master, has the ancestor abandoned us?"

The old Taoist priest Xiang Yunzi sat in front of the patriarch Chongyangzi's natal green lantern with his eyes slightly closed, and there were words in his mouth, the green lantern automatically swayed without wind, and the wick was still burning, and it made a burst from time to time.

"Master, Master!" all the Taoists knelt down and shouted loudly, Xiangyunzi opened his eyes, his face was no longer panicked earlier, he looked at the disciples and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic! That vampire once made a contract blood oath back then, and he definitely didn't dare to attack us, so you just need to form a formation to defend and delay for a while, and wait for me to invite the ancestor magic sword, many demons can be broken with one sword!"

"Obey the Master's Decree!" the eyes of the Daoists lit up with hope, and they roared to form a circle to protect Xiangyunzi in the middle. The talisman seals flew, the magic swords danced together, and the disciples of Chongyang Guan fought to the death to withstand the attack of the bat demon army, and the bat demon king Bogu also transformed into a human form to join the battle when he saw this, but it was difficult to break through for a while.

As the minutes passed, the Count of Bruch, who had tried his best to maintain his graceful demeanor, became a little agitated, and he paced back and forth from the outside. It was dawn in half an hour, and he didn't like the feeling of being hit by the damn sun, and he didn't like to stay in a dark, damp cave for years.

He gritted his teeth fiercely and secretly determined, this time he must get the contract no matter what! Without the constraints of the contract, he can hunt and prey on humans at will, and the hope of being promoted to the marquis is one more point, and only the blood in the sky can wash away the hundred-year anger of Earl Bruch, the blood of the secret party.