In this way, the team of the Blood Clan and the Snake Clan began to divide and hunt down.

It is also strange that there is a minotaur named Niu Qing among the four people of the Jing Army, and his existence has greatly slowed down the progress of the four people.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a team to discover the whereabouts of the four people, and the small leader of the snake people followed the orders of Snake Peak, and after discussing with a blood viscount, he sent a blood clan attendant to report, and it happened that the first one to find was the team led by Goodley.

As soon as Count Goodley heard that he had found traces of the enemy, and the racial pride he had formed for a long time made him not care about the order of Snake Peak to concentrate his forces to capture or annihilate him, his white miserable face sank, and he sneered, and led his team here.

Goodret saw that it was really a few people who made a fool of themselves, and immediately ordered the bow and arrow to shoot, but unfortunately the combat effectiveness of these snake people was a bit low, only the first arrow hit Niu Qing when they were defenseless, and the more than 100 that were shot out later did not hit, but I watched the wonderful bump or capture performance of those people for a long time, and many snake people were killed by a male monkey with a strange weapon.

Goodreel's seven orifices were smoking, but it was really difficult to shout and scold the snake people who did not belong to his jurisdiction, so he just ordered to stop archery and prepare his own blood clan to avenge last night's revenge.

Jing Jun was actually surprised at this moment, he now had the powerful spiritual power of a mid-level lightning mage, and he didn't sense the existence of so many blood clans at all just now, what was going on?

However, Gudere, who had been standing on the tree for a long time, obviously wouldn't tell Jing Jun why the magician's spiritual power couldn't sense their presence.

The Blood Earl sneered: "Lord Ben doesn't like to fight and kill, so let's solve it in a relatively peaceful way, what do you think?"

Jing Jun stared at Goodreel, not understanding what this terrifying race meant, and replied casually: "I don't know what way it is?"

"Actually, it's simple, well, those two little girls Ben-sama likes it very much, if they fight, the sword has no eyes, it will inevitably hurt their fine skin and tender flesh, and later let them accept Ben-sama's first embrace, endless years are just around the corner, and they can still stay young. ”

Goodreel said as he looked at the wind chimes and the cats on either side of the column with an admiring look.

When Jing Jun heard that this guy was shameless to come up with such a "peaceful" method, especially when it was about the wind chime, the anger in his heart was really beyond words, but he didn't reveal this anger on the surface, and looked coldly at Goodley, who was still about to continue talking.

As soon as Feng Chime heard what this guy was talking about "first embrace", and what he said seemed to be his great honor to accept his so-called "first embrace", his little face sank, and he no longer stared in his direction, turned his head to look at Goodlie on the tree, and said coldly: "Aren't you just a birdman who can't see the sun, and how noble you always say about yourself!"

Jing Jun stretched out his hand to block the wind chimes that were about to continue talking, and raised his chin at Gudere, signaling him to continue.

Goodret hated Jing Jun's expression to himself very much, his pale face sank, and he said: "Hmph, little girl, Lord Ben can forgive you for your disrespect just now, as for you! You dared to hurt Lord Ben's body last night, and you must pay the price for your actions, judge yourself, save Lord Ben from doing it, what do you think?"

The Earl asked decently.

Jing Jun listened to it for a long time, and the "peaceful" way of feeling this guy was to commit suicide, and then turn the wind chimes and Mao Yanran into their blood clan, and the more he thought about it, the more funny he felt.

Before he could speak, he heard Niu Qing shout in a loud voice: "Hey, I said what kind of birdman, they have a way to deal with it, what are you going to do with your grandfather Niu?"

I don't know if it was because Goodley, as a Westerner, was not used to the expression of the East, and couldn't hear the cynicism in it, or if they had cultivated a better cultivation in their long life, anyway, Niu Qing's words didn't anger him much.

The Earl of the Blood Clan shifted his gaze to the tall figure standing in the field, and said quietly: "The appearance is ugly, an ugly race like you can be used as ordinary blood food!"

Niu Qing saw that his words did not make the birdman jump like thunder, it was like a punch with all his strength hitting the cotton, and there was no pleasure in hitting the enemy's sore spot, but he was depressed because he didn't see the imaginary anger.

Who would have thought that Guderick would say something that made him almost vomit blood, saying that he was ugly, and he could only do ordinary blood food.

Niu Qing's head shook, and he muttered in a depressed voice: "Am I ugly? Sister, you say, brother, am I ugly?"

Wind Chimes didn't bother to pay attention to him, still angry that Goodred was going to turn himself into a vampire.

Mao Yanran was "fluttering" at this time, and her smart eyes glanced at the long face that was as black as the bottom of the pot, but she didn't speak.

Jing Jun's anger was vented a lot by Niu Qing's question, and he finally didn't laugh out with a stiff face, spat out a turbid breath, and said, "I said that birdman ......."

"It's not a birdman! Lord Ben is a noble bloodline, how many times do you want me to say it?"

Goodreel was annoyed by the birdman on the left and the birdman on the right, and his miserable white face was flushed with a trace of blood, and he interrupted Jing Jun's words with a throat and emphasized.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Venerable Blood...... , or the birdman is calling hard!"

Jing Jun was angry with Gudelie, and he was a birdman.

Sure enough, Goodreel's cultivation is very good, but their entire race is the most taboo about the two titles given to them by others, one is a vampire and the other is a birdman, the four people in front of them are surrounded by a heavy burden, and they dare to shout and shout these two nasty names, and they are immediately angry, gritted their teeth and said: "Boy!

After that, the pale and thin big hand waved and said to the dozen or so blood clans around: "Kill the Minotaur and this kid, the two girls will live!"

Suddenly, the strange cry of "Jiji" filled the forest, and the blood clan spread their huge bat wings, like arrows flying towards Jing Jun or Niu Qing at an extremely fast speed.

Jing's original intention was to provoke Gudelie so that he would make a mistake in the subsequent battles and thus completely wipe him out.

But at this time, more than a dozen bats flew towards him, all of them baring their fangs with inches long, and they mainly wanted to bite their necks.

He sneered, habitually picked up the AK rifle, and with the super gun sense cultivated by years of actual combat and practice, he shot the head of one of the bloods who were fast but flying in a straight line.

"Bang!" the gunshots rang out, but Jing Jun couldn't help but be stunned, thinking: "How did I forget, these guys don't seem to be afraid of guns......"

At the same time, the body of the blood clan who was hit by the bullet rushed forward in the air slightly, and the head burst out with red blood mist, and then the body lost its balance, and continued to rush forward for two or three meters with only inertia, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

Jing Jun saw that the head of this blood clan had been hit by a bullet with huge energy that was spinning at high speed, and after falling to the ground, his hands and feet were still convulsed violently because of muscle spasms, and he quieted down after a few violent convulsions, and it seemed that he was completely dead.

Jing Jun was overjoyed, he dared to love that these guys could die if their heads were blown up, so they wasted a shuttle of bullets last night, otherwise, no matter how they were, they would have aimed at the birdman's head.

Indeed, the Bloodlines are not afraid of any physical damage, and some biological poisons are difficult to fatal to them, but they do have several shrouds.

First of all, they will not be able to see the sun for the rest of their lives, and secondly, they will not survive if their heads are cut off or smashed, and they will not be able to stand silver and garlic, and they will die if they are hit by such things.

We'll see how effective they are against vampires with the pile of fresh crosses they made last night.

These have been circulating on the earth for a long time, and what is the relationship between Western religion and the grievances and grievances of vampires, but the world is so wonderful that a lightning bolt can split people through time and space, so these things are difficult to explain for a while.

Jing Jun was naturally overjoyed to find out that his gun was not useless in front of the legendary vampire, but it was not good news for Goodret and the other viscounts' attendants as enemies.

Goodreel's body had been beaten into a sieve last night, but not a single bullet had hit him in the head, so he didn't think that Jing Jun's weapons would pose a threat to them, and the only thing to pay attention to was the ball of light he released, which made him uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, before he touched the enemy at the beginning of today, one of his attendants was accidentally hit in the head, and half of his head was suddenly torn apart, which means that this attendant is dead.

Frightened, his mind didn't have time to think of a countermeasure, the other bloods who began to attack were already in mid-air, and they were all flying above the heads of the four, and it was not a good idea to make them stop, but when he hesitated, the battle situation seemed to be beyond his control.

Jing Jun yelled: "Don't let these guys bite and smash their heads!"

When Niu Qing arrived at the waterhole last night, the battle between Jing Jun and Gudelie had already ended, and it seemed that Jing Jun had a slight upper hand at the end, and it was not until later that Jing Jun talked about what had happened.

Seeing these guys flying towards him, followed by a gunshot, and then hearing Jing Jun say to hit his head, he didn't think much about it, it happened that a vampire was less than a meter away from him, looking at his white face and fangs, eerie and terrifying, Niu Qing, who has always been nervous, couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Hurriedly raised the shield to block, at this time the vampire had rushed to the front of the shield half a foot, according to Niu Qing's cognition, it was too late for this guy to close so close.

Who would have thought that the vampire's speed was naturally extremely fast, and his adaptability was even better, so he forcibly turned to the side when he couldn't do anything, avoiding the end of his head hitting the big iron shield and falling on his head.

Niu Qing's big eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Really, fake, is this okay?"