After listening, Liu Lang understood, and decided to stay away from the Taishang Dao where Wentian and Wentian were located.

No one knows what the rules they follow are, so it is likely that they will accidentally become the target of their killing, turn their faces ruthlessly, and be killed by the killer.

Soon, Wentian returned, tied up the blood clan, and waited for Miao Yin to return.

Miao Yin didn't make everyone wait too long, and came back with a long sword.

In addition to the silver and white body, the long sword is no different from other long swords, but this sword looks very ordinary, not even a magic weapon, and it is completely inconsistent with Miaoyin's identity.

Liu Lang patted his forehead and suddenly realized: "Silverware! Why didn't I think of it?"

Miao Yin smiled smugly at Liu Lang, and then in the shocked eyes of a group of people, she gently slashed the arm of the blood clan with her sword.

It was very strange, when the long sword slashed through the arms of the Bloodclan, black smoke rose with a scorching smell, and the Bloodclan let out a painful roar.

"What's going on?" someone was surprised, but puzzled.

Miao Yin explained proudly, "It's very simple, the silver can break through the defenses of these bloods!" As far as I guess, the most effective should be Mithril!"

Totally unexpected!

Silver metal is a precious thing to ordinary people, but the monks regard it as dust, and no one has ever taken it to heart.

In order to verify what Miao Yin said, Wen Tian personally went to find a pile of silver and came back, refined it into a sword on the spot, and then pierced the heart of the blood clan.

There was no resistance, indicating that the Bloodline's defenses were indeed ineffective. Not only that, the blood clan that was pierced through the heart by the silver sword did not die of anger, but the whole was quickly incinerated, and the real ashes were wiped out.

"All creatures have weaknesses, and neither do the Bloodlines!"

Wentian took the long sword and broke into the formation.

The rest of the people also went out one after another, looking for silver everywhere to refine their weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and all kinds of things.

Liu Lang already had some silver on him, so he didn't have to go out to find it. After he melted the silver, it covered the surface of the Tang knife and turned it into a magic weapon that could restrain the blood clan.

When Liu Lang entered the formation, he saw Wentian not far away, fighting with several blood clan powerhouses, with one enemy and many enemies, but he had an advantage.

The blood clan, which was originally super fortified, has now become timid, very afraid of the silver sword in Wentian's hand, for fear of being hit.

Because, every time the silver sword slashed through their bodies, their proud physical defenses would lose their laughter, and there would be a sharp burning sensation that hurt their hearts.

Liu Lang did not join the battle group, but avoided here and went in another direction.

There are still many bloods, there is no need to get together to clean up, and he now has a weapon to restrain the bloodline, as long as he is careful, he can crisscross the bloodlines in this place.

"Kill!"

Almost to the opposite side of Wentian, Liu Lang finally made a move, completely giving up the spell, the Tang knife in his hand waved one after another, and his body quickly shifted and transposed, leaving a sky full of smoke and dust behind him.

It didn't take long for him to clear a large area, and there was no enemy in his hands, killing the blood clan to flee in all directions.

The strong man of the blood clan appeared, with fear and resentment in his eyes.

"We are also victims, so why should they kill us?"

Liu Lang couldn't answer this, but he didn't waver in his determination to kill the blood clan.

No one knew better than him what a terrifying creature the Bloods were. They live on blood, they can't resist the temptation of blood at all, and as long as they exist, they will hurt others.

The two figures staggered by, Liu Lang carried his knife forward, and the blood clan behind him was quickly incinerated, and the ashes were wiped out.

"You are indeed pitiful, but when you become a blood clan, you become a scourge and have to be killed!"

Although there were plenty of reasons, Liu Lang still felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he also had faint worries.

These people don't know about the Bloodline, so they don't convert voluntarily, but when the characteristics of the Bloodline are figured out, there will definitely be many people who will voluntarily become the Bloodline.

Because the same kind of blood clan, those legendary zombies and vampires, are all existences that can live forever. For many monks, this is an irresistible temptation, and they are extremely happy.

"The Bloodline must die!"

Liu Lang once again strengthened his determination, approached the center of the city, and killed all the blood clans along the way.

In the center of the city, many people had gathered at this time, but they were all injured. Together, they surrounded a Blood, but they did not dare to attack.

"What's going on?" With questions, Liu Lang joined the encirclement.

"You're here just in time! Hurry up and wipe your neck to commit suicide and inspire the true monarch to bless you!"

"This blood clan should be the guy who got the blood ball thrown by the blood baby, the strength is too strong, we are not opponents!"

Several people spoke at the same time, which made Liu Lang understand what was going on.

"Isn't silverware useless?" asked Liu Lang.

"It's useful! But the other party's speed is too fast, faster than Ma Rulong, we can't beat him at all!"

"Stop talking nonsense, wipe your neck!"

Liu Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly, touched his nose and said, "Actually, my true monarch's blessing has long been used up!"

Some people didn't believe it and urged: "Don't hide it! Now we don't need to, we can only run for our lives!"

Liu Lang explained again that he finally made a group of people believe in himself, and also made a lot of killing opportunities appear, even if they didn't have a holiday with Liu Lang, they all wanted to kill Liu Lang.

The true monarch didn't say it early when the blessing was gone, which caused them to persist hard, just to wait for Liu Lang to kill himself.

Now that the true monarch's blessing is gone, and the sins they have suffered are in vain, how can they not be angry?

"Have you discussed it? Who will be the first to die?"

This is a powerful blood clan, let's call it the leader of the blood clan, looking at a group of people playfully, without a sense of crisis.

"Him!"

More than a dozen hands pointed at Liu Lang at the same time, which was regarded as a response to the words of the blood clan leader.

"It's too much!" Liu Lang glared at Miaoyin and said.

The others are just that, and this guy Miaoyin also stretched out his hand, not thinking about his fellow villagers at all. It's really a model of "fellow countryman, shoot in the back".

"Just kidding!"

Miao Yin shrugged, then attacked brazenly.

The others were not far behind, and they shot almost at the same time.

This is the last siege, and if you can't kill the leader of the Blood Clan, then everyone will really have to flee for their lives and ask for support.

Liu Lang also joined the attack, but he couldn't make a move, but was kicked by the leader of the blood clan and flew away.

The Bloodline Boss was so fast, like teleporting. Of course, this is an illusion, just because everyone's cultivation is not enough, and their eyes can't keep up with the speed of the blood clan leader.

Standing up, Liu Lang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and did not rush to join the battle, but observed attentively.

Soon, Liu Lang found that the blood clan commander was a little afraid of two people, one was Ma Rulong, who could barely keep up with his speed from time to time, and the other was a fortune operator, who could always defend in advance.

Liu Lang's eyes lit up, and he immediately flew to Bu Operator's side, not trying to find the trace of the blood clan leader, but staring closely at Bu Operator's actions.