If you mention China's monster race, ** out of ten will say, and the fox spirit is the first vote. Without him, just because this family is not only prosperous, but also has too many legends. The whole book is a strange story, almost a complete collection of fox spirit legends.

However, if he mentions the monster clan in the West, even if he asks a random child, he will remember the vampire family. Not to mention how many novels, comics, movies, and games have been related to this mysterious race in Western culture. Just mentioning the famous Count Dacula, the legend of a hundred years of thrilling romance and madness for the sake of lovers has deceived the longing of many boys and girls.

And in the current vampire research, this largest monster clan in the West, and of course the world's largest monster race, has always been divided into two demon secret parties.

Among them, the secret party abides by a lot of rules, such as not sucking human blood for no reason, not revealing their identity, not killing people at will, etc., such a blood clan is not a friend to humans, but it is not an enemy. Even the demon hunters, whose main business is to hunt and kill monsters, rarely touch these non-human races that follow the rules and have a lot of power. But the Demon Party is completely different, they yearn to show their lives publicly, they want to become the master of the earth, and they love to show off their power. Treating ordinary human beings as food, trampling on all the laws of the world, and thinking that he is above and invincible. In particular, the new vampires who have joined the secret party often act unscrupulously and become an unstable factor that endangers human society.

Alunsius came to England, of course, not specifically to treat Ibiri's mother, but his mission this time was to monitor the Hundred Years' War of the Bloods.

Every hundred years, the Bloodline elects a new generation of people who are eligible to be promoted to the title, and asks the Council of Elders to give them a new identity.

According to the rules of the blood clan, from a young man to an adult, it is not based on his age and strength, but on whether he has been recognized by the presbyterian church and has a legal title.

And the Hundred Years War, which assesses the title, is really held once every hundred years within the Blood Clan. This jet lag is also too long for vampires with infinite lives, and many young people can't wait to show their skills in the Hundred Years' War and get the coveted status symbol.

The young vampires who can think that they are eligible for the knighthood have put down everything they are doing at this moment and rushed to London, England, where they can also go to the big auction first, and maybe they can buy a coveted weapon and get a breakthrough in strength.

After Fang Linkong was taken under the door by Lieqizi, he won the favor of the two uncles. The status of the Qingying Ancestor in the International Demon Federation is transcendent, and this time he happened to be invited as the guest of honor of the Hundred Years War of the Blood Clan. Qingming Ancestor took advantage of the good mood, so he said to Fang Linkong: "Since Senior Nephew Fang has a lot of leisure, it's just time to join in the fun with the two of us old men! Uncle Fang invites you to attend one of the most luxurious drinking parties on the earth!"

Lie Qianzi had long known that the Qingming Ancestor had such a trip, and Lieqingzi didn't want to participate in this kind of activity, but he suddenly thought that the Blood Clan was the number one clan of Western monsters, and if he could recruit a group of people, it would be of great benefit to his future development, so when he saw the inquiring eyes of the Qingying Ancestor, he nodded slightly.

With this opportunity to broaden his knowledge, Fang Linkong certainly wouldn't forget to bring Lin Yu, and even Ibiri pestered him to follow. Fang Linkong's vacation was almost over, and he also wanted to open his eyes, and then go to Wen Yi, Chen Mingbin, and Ma Jingjie to go home together.

Alun Xiu Ding Si and Olenvijin are also the guests of honor in the Hundred Years War of the Blood Clan, but it is a pity that when Fang Linkong went to find Lin Yu, he was still stingy with Olenvi Jin, and he didn't have time to meet, Fang Linkong never knew that this person who had guided him also came to London.

The blood clan is the largest group of monsters in the West, and the pomp is naturally not small. Many of their members have a lofty identity and social status in the real society, and have become the elite members of human society. If you talk about the degree of integration with human society, the blood clan can be called the first, almost more than 10% of the blood clan, all of them live in ordinary human beings, this pen power, is rare and amazing among all the monster races.

Most of the youkai clans will have a large number of hermits, avoiding crowds, avoiding humans, and only willing to associate with their own clans.

It can be said that in both the East and the West, the Bloodline is the exception of the exceptions. Because of their new generation, many of them are transformed from ordinary humans, leaving behind a large number of human habits. I like to live in groups, I like the city, I like pop music, and I like to taste all kinds of food.

After rushing to two grand events in a row, Fang Linkong seemed much more leisurely this time. The Hundred Years War of the Bloodlines, as the name suggests, is of course to be fought. Every young Bloodline who wants to earn a knighthood, or a High Bloodline who wants to improve the title, must defeat their own clansmen, or elders. Only by stepping on other people's heads can you see higher and farther, and of course, if you are polite, you can also step on your shoulders. This sentence is the words of Einstein, the predecessor of the blood family, engraved on the family genealogy.

Touching his chin, Fang Linkong had no interest in the food in front of him. He had been in the domain of one of the princes of the Blood Clan for three days. This prince was none other than the only blood he knew, Prince Oshier.

He can be regarded as a teacher, the ancient Chinese proverb says: "If you are rich for three generations, you will know how to eat, and if you are rich for five generations, you will know how to dress!"

Self-made tycoons, either frugal and simple, or spend money indiscriminately on some luxury goods. The former can proudly claim to possess a virtue, while the latter is often branded as an indecent nouveau riche.

Although Prince O'Hill has not known how many generations he has been rich, he has been rich for thousands of years. His mansion can be said to be seemingly simple, but in fact it is luxurious. Any chair can be mentioned up to the time of King Arthur, and the rice bowl for eating is the stuff of the ancient court. Legend has it that Michelangelo carved the relief carving of the gate himself. Whatever object he picks up, someone will tell him that this object is the only one in the world, and it is a unique treasure.

Every day, Fang Linkong spent his days so bored, and at night, he went to the venue of the Hundred Years' War through the magic circle in the underground secret room of Prince O'Sir.

The princes of the blood clan are said to be comparable to the gods, and even if their strength is not comparable to the eight gods, they will not be too far behind. With thousands of years of accumulation, they have carved out a space on their own as the base camp of the blood clan.

Originally, Fang Linkong was with Liezi, but later he met Prince Oshier, and was told by this kind-looking old man that he would invite him and Ibiri to his mansion for a while.

The Qingming Ancestor and the Lie Missing Son are also the ancestors of the Kunlun Immortal Dao. Lin Yu, a genuine Kunlun Immortal Dao disciple, although he didn't know the identities of the two of them, but Fang Linkong knew, and he encouraged Lin Yu to get as close to these two as possible, so as to gain a little lesson. As long as he can wait for these two people to teach one and a half moves, Lin Yu will be inexhaustible for life. Therefore, Fang Linkong was temporarily separated from Lin Yu.

Prince O'Hill is a third-generation vampire with countless descendants. These days, there will always be countless handsome guys and beauties appearing in this spacious mansion. Fang Linkong, as the only human being in this mansion, is quite eye-catching.

Prince O'Hill belongs to the side of the Secret Party, and although he is a blood clan, he has established a fairly friendly relationship with the Demon Hunters, and as a diplomatic agent who buffers the conflict between the Dark Council and the Demon Hunters, Prince O'Hill has many immunity. The Hundred Years War of the Blood Clan was originally a great opportunity for the Demon Hunters to take advantage of the civil strife and invade, and every Hundred Years War would be accompanied by a holy war between the two sides, and the Blood Clan would almost always suffer heavy losses, often after a collapse, it would be decades of silence.

This time, Prince O'Hill passed the decision at the Council of Elders to invite guests to attend the Hundred Years' War, which took a great deal of painstaking action. The Qing Ying Ancestor from the International Demon Federation, and the Alun Xiu Ding Division of the Demon Hunting Regiment, not only represent the forces behind them, but also represent the acquiescence of these two groups, as long as the Hundred Years War of the Blood Clan does not affect ordinary human society, there will be no interference from the outside world.

Although Fang Linkong had attended the meeting with the Qingming Ancestor for a few days, the fight between the young blood clans made him feel very bored. Although Fang Linkong was younger than those blood clans, he was extremely experienced in combat, and the enemies he encountered one after another were all the most powerful group on this earth, and in terms of combat experience and methods, these young blood clans could not match him.

Similarly, being able to sit with the guests in Fang Linkong, who should have been the respected seat of the elders, was also a rather strange existence in the minds of the young blood clans. The last time he fought with Alun Xiuding, he was also observed by some people who were interested in it, and he knew how terrible this man with elegant manners and first-class demeanor was. However, Fang Linkong is an exception.

Although Fang Linkong had also attracted the attention of some monsters, after all, in Europe, it was the territory of the Demon Hunter Group and the Dark Council, and the news that happened in Asia had not been reported here at all. Young Bloodlines tend to have their eyes above the top, so they naturally don't pay much attention to the emerging potential of the human race. Fang Linkong had been taught a lesson under Lie's subordinates, so he was very low-key in the Hundred Years' War that decided to promote the title, and he did nothing but watch from the sidelines, and he didn't even say a word.

Although a group of old vampires of the Presbyterian Church agreed to have guests participate, they were quite strict about the selection of guests. They were already quite unhappy when Lieqizi suddenly appeared, but the faint domineering aura of this heavenly demon made the elders dare not complain, and they all fixed their eyes on Fang Linkong's body. It's just that because of the face of the Qingying Ancestor and Alun Xiudingsi, it didn't be sent out immediately.

Fang Linkong also knew that there were many people in Prince Oshier's mansion who had bad intentions towards him, but he didn't bother to deal with it at all. The 24-hour buffet banquet in the hall was held, and even if no guests were invited to take the food, the well-trained waiters did not slack off.

Fang Linkong is a flying surname, and he is from an ordinary human family, and he feels very unaccustomed to the blood feast full of aristocratic atmosphere, and even feels a little dull. He silently took some drinks, and was about to leave, when several young blood clans who were chatting on the side suddenly laughed somehow, and a girl in a snow-white suit and skirt strode towards blocking Fang Linkong's way.

"I'm curious, and I'm curious to know why you, a human, are sitting on the elder seat of our blood clan. I happened to meet your Excellency today, so please explain it to us!"

Fang Linkong recognized this woman, her name was Lilith, and she was very showy in the battle a few days earlier. There were many families in the blood clan, and Fang Linkong had never studied this before, so he couldn't tell which ancient vampire family this arrogant girl belonged to.

Being provoked by someone like this, Fang Linkong just bowed slightly politely, and did not mean to reply, and walked directly through the level.

Lilith has been highly valued in the family since she was a child, and she is the best of the eighth generation of the blood family. Today, she and a few close young blood clans happened to talk about the Hundred Years War, and the first few days were just to eliminate some inadequate guys and select the real elite. As a result, no knighthood has yet been awarded. Lilith had long been displeased with the foreign guests in the elder's seat, but after all, she didn't know the sky, and neither the Green Ancestor nor the Aaron Sect could afford to mess with the young bloodline. As one of the secret families, Lilith has received an elite education since she was a child, and has never looked down on humans with weak physiques, let alone any monster family. Fang Linkong, a teenager, dared to sit in the elder's seat as a guest, which had already made this arrogant girl very angry.

With her is a rookie who has emerged in recent years in the blood clan. They have a very good relationship with Lilith, and Kraft has only recently joined the International Demon Federation, and his rankings are rising, and some speculate that it will not take him five years at most to make it to the top 100 of the International Demon Federation. Li Goode followed his brother to the Dark Council and is now one of the best activists in Europe. The other three were also extremely good figures in the younger generation of the Blood Clan. The topic they had just talked about happened to Fang Linkong. The arrogant Lilith said that as long as there was a chance, she must give Fang Linkong a little power. It just so happened that Fang Linkong's appearance gave her the opportunity to realize the declaration.

Fang Linkong's attitude made Lilith feel the humiliation of being despised.

Under the gaze of the few young bloods who had been with her just now, Lilith would never tolerate Fang Linkong leaving easily. That would be the greatest insult to her abilities.

Lilith gently raised her slender white right hand, and the moment her power reached her fingertips, five sharp nails popped out. It is one of the basic spells of the Bloodline, "Claw Technique!".

Seeing Lilith's five fingers curled and extended, Fang Linkong smiled faintly, almost without any movement to raise his hands and feet, his body silently turned into a ball of cyan flames, Lilith didn't even have a chance to secretly scream badly, the five fingers had already slid through Fang Linkong's body, and one move failed.

Scatter is gas, gather is formed!

The Nine Transformations of Xuantian that Fang Linkong cultivated were the mystical spells that were ever-changing. After receiving the careful guidance of Lie Qianzi, Fang Linkong had already begun to quietly march towards the third Kunpeng change. The third change of the Nine Transformations of Xuantian happened to be a strange realm in cultivation. It is the key to the transformation from the essence and flesh body to the complete energy body. It is also only the Eastern Immortal Technique, which has a cultivation method that is a step from mortals to immortals.

Although Fang Linkong had not yet cultivated the Kunpeng Transformation, he had already mastered the mystery of the Transformation Realm, so it was effortless to gather and disperse and change his physical body.

Lilith was stunned for a moment by Fang Linkong's changing cyan flame**, and was calmly gathered into flesh by Fang Linkong behind her back and walked away.

If you face the enemy, you will fight to the death. Lilith has a firm will that has been strictly trained by the family, no matter what happens, she will react best at the first time, but Fang Linkong is different, he is not Lilith's enemy, and even for the blood clan, the side of the Qingying Ancestor can be regarded as their ally. In the International Demon Federation, attitudes towards the Dark Council are often determined by certain individuals in power. Gaining the friendship of some people with real power and status has always been an important diplomatic means for the diplomatic department of the Dark Council.

Lilith was surprised by the skill Fang Linkong had just shown. It shows that this human teenager is strong enough to be qualified to sit in the guest seat of the Elders.

Being able to atomize the body has always been a benchmark in the blood clan. The blood clans whose strength can reach the complete atomization body are all masters above the earl, and there are almost no such powerhouses among the blood clans below five hundred years. And atomizing the body is one of the instincts of vampires, whether it is a monster or a human, it is a very scary guy who can completely energize his body, or make it nihilistic.

Several young blood clans who were watching were also dumbfounded. They still had many plans to play tricks on Fang Linkong, but now they had all turned into ridiculous bubbles. Making low-level and vulgar jokes with such powerful characters is tantamount to looking for death. Moreover, if they provoked the incident, even the Council of Elders would not support them.

Kraft almost nervously crushed the wine glass in his hand and muttered to himself: "It turns out that some of the rumors in the mouths of those people in Moby Dick are true!"

"It's such a boring provocation, I don't even have any strength, I can't be interested at all!"

Fang Linkong has his own bedroom in Prince Oshier's mansion, and he lies on the walnut bed, which is said to be three hundred years old, filled with various liquids cup after cup, for vampires, taste is always an indispensable thing, so there will be no pediatric products such as Pepsi, 7-Up, Miranda, and AD calcium milk in their banquet. Fang Linkong only knew how to drink, but he didn't know what he had poured into his stomach, anyway, as long as it wasn't human blood, he didn't care about the ingredients of the drink in his mouth.

The Hundred Years' War, in the beginning, was to grant low-level titles to some young bloods who did not have titles, and only in the later stages was it the most exciting. If a blood clan master who already has a knighthood wants to go further and obtain a status that matches his strength, he will apply to the Council of Elders, and at this time, personal strength, contribution to the family, and even reputation will become the criteria for promotion.

And these high-level vampires with identity and status will not show up for the time being.

Fang Linkong also used to have a strong interest in this famous monster race, but the perception of the past few days made him feel that the ancient proverb that it is better to be famous than to meet is really fucking reasonable.

After pouring the eighteenth cup of drink, Fang Linkong reached out to touch it again, but it was an empty cup when he touched it. He rolled over and sat up, glanced at the messy bed, shrugged his shoulders, and took out a flying sword in his hand, cutting a piece of roast meat. Since he lost the heart disease of Lie Missing, Fang Linkong used the magic weapon much more generously, and he didn't have to worry about being recognized by the origin of the magic weapon and asking for it back, this kind of ease was something Fang Linkong had never had.

The more than 100 flying swords that have broken the void and cultivated all his life, although they are not as good as the top magic weapons such as the double hook, they are not ordinary. The delicate short sword that was as clear as snow in Fang Lin's empty hand, a three- or four-inch long mantail couldn't stop swallowing, and the essence was dazzling. Even in a big auction, a flying sword of this level is considered a rare item. Only with the financial resources of the Qingming Ancestor can go through hundreds of years of hard work and save a set of twelve top-grade flying swords. That probability is similar to auctioning off Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa on the underground black market.

Because Western monsters, and Western cultivators, rarely use long-distance control magic weapons, and they don't have the flying sword culture that has been spread for a long time. Therefore, the manufacturing technology of modern psionic weapons and industrial flying swords in the world is not as good as the finished products made by hand. The Beacon Golden Wheel used by Ganesh back then was already a very good one, but for the Oriental Immortal Dao, who was accustomed to the flight of the sword, it was simply a kind of bull's head and wrong horse's mouth.

The modern psionic weapons manufacturing in the East has always been underdeveloped, and it will take decades to catch up with the international advanced level. Even Kunlun, who is the best at this, can only make some relatively ordinary things.

"In a few days, I should be back to China! Then, for the life-and-death college entrance examination in July, I will waste about half a year between exercises and textbooks. Then, I should be able to go to a university that I am satisfied with, even if I fail my studies, I believe that with my spells, plagiarism in the examination room will never be a problem. And then...... And then what?"

Chewing the barbecue in his mouth, Fang Linkong came up with a god for a while. He suddenly missed his parents very much, and Ding Qingya, who had been coaxed by him very happily. There are also those classmates and friends who are not very close, but there are always classmates and friends who talk and laugh. There are also the mysterious Li Bing, the heroic Ding Chifeng boss, the domineering bear king Xiong Yisheng, and the tiger king Zhang Xiaofeng...... It seems that the city where I grew up has a lot to be missed.

(To be continued)