The Bloods, also known as vampires, are said to be visitors to the Dark World, who live on blood, draw power from it, and hate the sun and all divine powers. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the Age of the Gods, the Bloods were among the most rampant killers, and the Thirteen Clans were able to rival even some of the weaker Church of the Gods, as the royal slayer of the god of death, Mirkor, who once terrified most city-states.

However, it seems that the wings are stiff, and the Bloods have turned their backs on Mirkor, although for some reason, the god of death Mirko has not encircled and suppressed them, but the Bloods have really offended too many gods.

After losing the biggest backstage, almost all the gods of order united to fight against the Bloodline, and the Church of Gods and Spirits, large and small, issued a unified oracle - the Bloodline was declared an eternal evil race, almost the same treatment as the demons, and they were killed when they saw it.

The vigorous blood clan strangulation war lasted for ten years, and at the beginning, the blood clan was still very tough to return blood for blood and tooth for tooth, but the power of the gods was too huge, although their high-end combat power was not weak, but they couldn't help the encirclement and suppression of the gods.

When the flames of war spread to every city, town, and village, the Blood Clan, no matter how strong its ability to survive, could not withstand such a full-scale strangulation.

It is said that three clan leaders had to meet the god of death, Mirkor, in order to save the dying Bloodline, and when they entered the Mirkor's throne of death, they never came out, and since then, even the evil gods have stopped seeing the Bloodline, and there are many people who strangle and drain their souls.

Ten years later, the Thirteen Clans were completely destroyed, and almost all of them were wiped out, except for the sporadic Blood Clans who lived in seclusion in secret places.

This was the famous battle of the extinction of the blood clan in the late Age of the Gods. However, the Bloodline did not really die, and when the gods became history and the wizards ruled the continent, the Dark Wizards liked the Bloods the most, believing that the bloodthirsty Bloodlines were inherently terrifying.

However, the Dark Wizard is much more savvy than the god of death, Mirkor, the Bloods are just one of their dogs, they strictly control the reproduction and growth of the vampires, and although there is some room for recovery again, the Bloods can no longer climb to their former glory.

Moro is a vampire count, his combat power is equivalent to that of the Extraordinary Crown, he has no elemental control, but he has a unique power - the power of blood, which can draw power from blood, can also fight with blood, and can even induce blood-based spells.

Mo Luo's ten nails have extended to a full two meters away, as if he is controlling ten big swords at the same time, he opens and closes one hand, like a knight charging, and the other hand is feminine and weird, like an assassin killing, the style change is abrupt and natural, Mu En's double sword swordsmanship is as naïve as a child compared to him.

Although this blood-colored finger sword is not as magnificent as the professional's 'elemental blade', its power is definitely not weak, every time it crosses the space, it can leave a long-lasting red gas trace, and from time to time it bursts with its fingers, and one after another blood-colored finger sword runs through, and it can even leave an unknown number of deep holes on the ground boulders.

Mu En took a closer look, and there was a strange red substance flowing through the hole on the boulder, which 'squeaked' like an octopus and corroded cracks one after another.

Of course, what is even more terrifying is his speed, there is almost no instantaneous flash of human figure in the space, only sword marks are crossed, which is almost equivalent to the instantaneous step that Mu En started under the 'Ghost Dance Step', but he manipulated it to send and receive freely, and control it by heart.

And Similian really shocked Mu En, initially, in the face of such a terrifying blood clan, he only used the first three forms of the Wind Tearing Swordsman.

But the same strength, the air blade 'gale' in his hand can shoot fifty meters away, the same 'dance', the air blade can stretch out for dozens of meters, surrounding everything around, the same 'return to the forest', those small air blades actually swim in the sky like swimming fish.

This is not to mention some more advanced applications, such as the half-moon-shaped 'gale' can actually be shaped into a V-shape, and it can even turn back to attack when it is shot out, and dozens of air blades dance in the air and hover to crush all attacks, but there is no collision.

Another example is that the tiny air blades are compressed into small balls that spin violently, circling around Similian endlessly, and all of Moro's attacks must first annihilate the eight spiral air blades that rotate around him before they can attack his body.

This, this is actually the legendary realm of the 'Returning to the Forest' skill!

Mu En had already poured the remaining drop of life spring water, and the cold and gentle breath brought a surging vitality, recovering all parts of Mu En's body with an unstoppable momentum, and he had already opened the 'Dragon's Eye', his golden vertical pupils staring closely at the two warring sides.

Whether it was Mo Luo's ten-fingered sword, or Similian's use of the Wind Raven's swordsmanship, it was far beyond Muen's imagination. He originally thought that he had a strong foundation that could not be entered, but he was still learning to imitate, and he was climbing.

The battlefield of the two is no longer limited to the area around the deep pool, although the twelve stone statues seem to have some power to protect them, nothing serious, but the surrounding huge stone statues have been broken, broken, down, shattered, and dusty can almost obscure the sight of ordinary people.

Fighting, the two of them have already moved the real fire, the more fierce the battle, all kinds of means are endless, Mo Luo has already shown the true face of his blood clan, bat-like wings, blood-sucking fangs, plus red eyes are almost dripping blood, his speed is faster again, not in the battle short spell, blood arrows can appear from almost all angles.

And Similian is not limited to the three sword skills of the Wind Tearing Swordsman, 'Beamon's Power', 'Ghost Dance Steps', 'Five Organs Qi Gathering Technique', 'Qi Lifting Slash', 'Serial Thrust', 'War Trampling' and other skills are almost like boiling water.

In addition to the fact that there is no lag between the conversions, there are even several clever combinations, such as the gale under the Five Visceral Qi Gathering Technique, the attack power can actually increase further, and it disappears almost the moment it is slashed, and it is already next to the enemy when it reappears.

Another example is the instantaneous step under the 'Beamon Force', which has a little less speed, but the force of the head-on collision makes almost everyone change color.

Another example is the 'Thorn Tattoo', the illusory bubble that appears on the six-armed snake demon tattoo can actually intercept all kinds of blood arrow spells on its own as if it was alive.

Wait a minute?!

Mu En seemed to remember something, and his head couldn't help but be stunned, why did he know the skills used by Cimilian? If everything else is a coincidence, but the six-armed snake demon tattoo is the same, then it can't be said, right?

Why didn't he use any elemental control as a transcendent crown?

Before he could come up with a clue, the two were intertwined again, and the fierce confrontation, the dense sound of weapons crashing into a terrifying loud bang, the air began to expel like a cloud burst, and the two finally separated.

At this time, Mo Luo stood in mid-air, the bat's wings had been broken, his clothes had opened countless openings, faintly revealing pale blood, and his expression was not very good, he thought it was just an ant, but he actually ran over the giant elephant.

The ingenuity of the other party's skills made him breathtaking, and he actually smoothed the gap in rank all his life, if this continued, he really didn't know if he would lose.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Luo still carried the pride of the blood clan, and said: "You are very strong, powerful beyond my expectations, but everything is over, I still want to kill you." ”

Similian was also a little embarrassed, but his expression was still free, he smiled and said, "Kill me, don't say it's you, even the master behind you is here, I let him come and go." ”

"You dare to insult your master?"

"I'm just telling the truth. ”

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Moro screamed with a wing, and suddenly dragged out ten figures, they were like real beings, clustered around Chimrian, the high-pitched undulating tone was as passionate as the climax of the music, and the blood drifted out of Moro deeply, gathering in his hand, and then, a blood-colored flame burned.

-- Mirror imagery.

- Blood, hematitis.

Similian looked at all this coldly, he waited for the other party to hold the spell in the middle, then he raised his hand very easily, his open five fingers made a fist, without any power fluctuations, but the ten Moro figures in the air seemed to be squeezed in the middle by two millstones, and in the miserable scream, they turned into sand and slid down.

The third servant under the Dark Witch's Throne, the vampire Count Morro Dracula, has fallen.

Just dead?

Mu En felt that his jaw was about to fall, his head was blank, and he was suffocating like lack of oxygen.

What's going on? (To be continued.) )