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Sword

It's well written, it's very flavorful, it's intense.

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Yi Chen was pressed into the mountain by countless mountain stones, and with the strong ** generated by the Demon Dragon King, he was spared the fate of being crushed into a meat patty. The heavy rocks pressed heavily on his body, and there was not a single gap, and no wind could penetrate it. Yi Chen's ** consumed all the oxygen around him, and Yuan Ying automatically converted his body into internal breathing, and used the flow of 'Sword Yuan' to provide all the energy needed by the body.

The true element in the body was already in a state of being crushed, and only a trace of the negligible true element was slowly circulating in the body, and the original infant was also traumatized, and the golden brilliance on it dimmed a lot. In particular, Yi Chen's head was hit hard, and he fell into a coma, deeply immersed in his Yuan Infant, at this moment, he was unable to take the initiative to repair his body and treat his injuries, everything was attributed to the instinctive actions of his body.

Ironically, in such a situation, Yi Chen just fits the realm of 'Dao Wuwei', everything is between what is and what is not, and the mind can also be seen as the kind of situation that is faint and thin, without any distractions. As a result, that trace of the slowly circulating true yuan absorbed extremely powerful star power, and it poured into Yi Chen's body like a tide. In comparison, Yi Chen's body was like an empty black hole at the moment, and the star power with a surname similar to him was the first to discover this empty place, and naturally rushed in.

Yi Chen was unconscious, and the star power that rushed in completely lost its dominance, but according to the flow of his true element, the instinct was accumulated in his body, and the 'God Killing' who lost the control of his divine thoughts was like a defeated rooster, and he simply lost his interest in converting these star powers into 'Sword Yuan', allowing the most primitive star power to continue to gather in Yi Chen's body.

A soft silver light enveloped Yi Chen's body, emitting outwards in circles. Gradually, the entire mountain peak was shrouded in a hazy silver light mist, and circles of silver light slowly dispersed in all directions, like a sacred mountain.

There are no intelligent creatures on this huge planet, but those beasts that are a little more psychic, once they come into contact with this silver light, as if they have seen a tiger's cat, trembling and lying on the ground, after a few screams, turn around and run. This primordial, unchanging star power, embodied in hundreds of millions of years of desolation, full of powerful and irreversible power, how can these little beasts withstand such a powerful breath?

Just as Yi Chen's body was about to be turned into a star by the rapidly surging star power, on a very distant small purple planet, Jester let out a crazy cry. He slammed the ground hard, and suddenly cracks cracked everywhere on the ground, and huge stones and countless sand stones were hit by his fist wind, whistling and splashing indiscriminately.

Skye grabbed his right hand and threw himself a punch to Jester's chin. Jester threw his head up and fell heavily to the ground, then his waist stood up again, and he looked at Skye with a fierce glint in his eyes.

Skye ignored the blood-dripping mutilated wings behind his back and roared viciously, "What the fuck are you crazy about? Now we have to think about what to do in the future, fuck, the boss is gone, Kane and they have been captured, Chekov has lost his body, what are we going to do?

Jester gloomily looked at the bones all over his body, and all his bodies were transformed into Skye and them, and said gloomily: "Impossible, the Demon Temple is fighting with the Divine Temple, and they can't have the strength to deal with these bloods." In particular, the true strength of the Blood Clan is definitely not weaker than that of the Divine Temple and the Demon Temple, and it is impossible for the owner of the Demon Temple to take the risk to start a war with the Blood Clan. ”

Des was cold, a black mist rose all over his body, and the wounds on his body were slowly healing, and he said viciously: "So, what should I do?"

Jester stroked his stump, which was almost broken from the base of his thigh, and laughed indifferently: "I can't believe that Chekov saved us? Fuck, that Russian thug who was chased by gangsters on the streets of London, hehe, Chekov who gets his boss in trouble all day long......"

Skye's red tongue licked his lips, looked at Jester a little panicked, and asked cautiously, "Jester, what the hell are you trying to say? Are you okay? Hmm? What the hell are you trying to say? Fuck, now is not the time to reminisce about the past, is it? And Chekov is not necessarily going to be killed yet." ”

Jester glanced at Skye gloomily, and said coldly: "Why, are you afraid that something is wrong with my brain?" I just want to say that although Chekov is greedy for money, lustful, afraid of death, and cowardly, he has never betrayed us, even if he was caught by Mi6's people and tortured, he never betrayed us, he never betrayed his friends...... I can't betray him. ”

"Kane's bastard, though stupid, doesn't know anything but to solve things with his fists, but he's never made a mistake, and he's never had a thought of anything else about us people. Phil, the Gore brothers, they were all fucking picked up from the street by me and my boss when they were being hunted down by others. The three of them bastards, just like Chekov, in their desperate days, they never ran away, they never betrayed their boss, and of course, never betrayed me, Jester. ”

"If they are captured, no matter how powerful that force is, how easily it can destroy me, but I will try, I will go and snatch them out. Even if the gods and Buddhas in the heavens stop in front of me, I will use my head to make a way...... What about you? I'm going to find a way to get my legs back, and then I'm going to go to the Bloods, what about you?"

Skye shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand to cut open the wrist vein of his left hand, allowing the blood with a golden glow to flow out, and he said with a dark smile: "Are you the only one who treats them as brothers?" Ha, to tell you the truth, Kane, Phil, and Gore we don't like it too much, they are too serious, but Chekov, he is our friend, our brother, he saved us, can we abandon him?...... By the sacred name of our first Father, Cain, I will follow you in whatever you do. ”

Ace sighed and cut open the vein of his left wrist, muttering, "Damn, we're seriously injured, and it's too uncomfortable to have to bled now." But......" His tone suddenly changed to very seriousness, "Swear by Cain's name, Jester, I follow you." Isn't it just a bunch of old ghosts of the Blood Clan? We're still young, we have time to grow our strength, we can destroy them. Never die......"

The other five vampires did not hesitate to cut their own wrist veins and roared gloomily: "Never die, let Cain's name return to the honor he deserves...... Kill all these damned Bloods...... Roar ......"

In the purple moonlight, a mutilated man, seven inhuman beasts, let out a bloody roar against the desolate sky, and issued a declaration of revenge that even the devil would feel cold.

On an unusually distant planet, thirty ancient castles of the Blood Clan fell to the ground, surrounding an unusually tall castle complex, and countless Blood Clans turned into bats, flying back and forth in the air, making a terrifying 'squeak' sound. Their numbers were so great that their bodies covered the moonlight in the sky, dancing in the air like countless ghosts.

Kane, Phil, and Gore deliberately relaxed their bodies, their heavy bodies making it almost impossible for a few of the descendants of the Bloodline who carried them to straighten up. Gore made full use of the tongue of the street man from London, and said viciously: "My dear, did you use too much force when you blasphemed yourself last night? Why don't you have any strength at all now? My body is not heavy." ”

A descendant of the Bloodline punched Gore in the face in annoyance and yelled, "Shut up. ”

A black light shot out, and the descendant's head was shattered by the powerful magic force, and the headless body slowly fell to the ground. A cold-faced beauty of the blood clan drank gloomily: "They are important criminals, you despicable slaves, you are not allowed to touch them, otherwise, they will all die to me." ”

Kane laughed maniacally: "Hahahaha, our identity is so important, do I ......" Although Kane wanted to scold a few words, he really couldn't think of any wonderful scolding, so he had to stop.

However, Chekov, who was held up by a plate engraved with magic symbols, looked like a ball of jelly-like blue light, and spoke viciously beside him: "Hey, beauty, don't pay attention to those three big guys, they don't know any fun, they are straightforward when they love, and it is the most traditional missionary way, there is only one trick, and they never know how to change." ”

A voice like a slug kept coming from Chekov's primordial spirit: "Beauty, don't go, fuck, my kung fu is much better than theirs, hey, are you interested in trying it? Wow, your legs are so long, it's fucking fascinating, except for a little smaller breasts, there are no other flaws." The blood clan is really rich in beautiful women...... Hey, let's talk about how much you'll spend a night?"

The blood woman's face was pale, her eyes almost burst out of her sockets, she was so angry that she couldn't disobey the order to punish Chekov, especially at this moment Chekov couldn't stand any hurt at all, she roared angrily, showed her two fangs, and then quickly walked into the deep castle.

Chekov muttered obscenely: "Oh, don't you sell it......? Hey, brother, what's your mother's surname?" Chekov's primordial light cluster appeared two bright blue dots of light, barely used to indicate that these were his eyes, and at this moment, his 'eyes' were fixed on the Marquis of the Blood Clan who was holding the plate.

The pale-faced Marquis of the Blood Clan ignored Chekov's words and walked into the dim castle with stiff steps.

Chekov chattered and shouted: "God, don't you even know your mother's name? What an unfilial child, why didn't your mother just strangle you when she gave birth to you......? Or, why didn't your dad just shoot you in the wall? save you the fucking ...... of being embarrassed right now."

The vicious insult made the marquis who was holding the plate almost go crazy, his eyes flashed red, and he roared frantically: "Shut up, believe it or not, I'll kill you now?"

Chekov laughed maniacally: "Kill me? Do you dare? Fuck, do you want me to lend you a gut? God, how old are you? You're still just a marquis? Don't be surprised, I can judge your strength." You must be a bastard, and you're not so weak, hehe, I'm right, right?"

Phil reluctantly opened his mouth and spit out a sentence weakly: "Chekov, my dear brother, even if you know this fact, don't say it, it will hurt his self-esteem too much." I suspect he doesn't even know who his father is...... Damn, weren't there a lot of girls in our original field who often had children out of wedlock? Maybe that's the case with this brother. ”

The four of them laughed viciously, laughing happily. The face of the marquis holding the plate changed wildly, the extreme pride of the blood clan and the prohibition issued from above clashed wildly in his mind, and after a long time, he closed his eyes and chose to faint. After falling into a coma, I will never have to face such an odious and terrible person again, so it's better to be in a coma.

Chekov's magic plate fell heavily to the ground, and immediately, a deputy lord rushed over, carefully held up the plate, and roared: "This useless fellow, take it out and kill him, can't even hold a plate steadily? A real blood nobleman, even in the face of the enemy's insults, must maintain an elegant demeanor, it is really a loss of face for our family." ”

Isn't it, there are twenty-nine other family members in the corridor watching the excitement, if their own clan behaves badly, won't they lose the family's face?

Chekov's two blue light beads on the Yuan Shen Light Cluster emitted a bright brilliance, and he laughed loudly and greeted the deputy lord: "Oh, dear Mr. Blood Noble, your mother's surname?"

There was a loud bang, and the vice-lord threw away the plate like a snake and scorpion, and roared, "Shut up, you are not allowed to ask for it again...... and fled like the wind, and only Chekov's smug, evil laughter and the triumphant, crazy laughter of Kane and the three of them filled the hallway.

Looking at Chekov, who shook a few times on the plate like jelly, the other members of the Blood Clan were speechless for a while, and no one dared to take on the heavy responsibility of holding up the plate anymore. After a long time, one of the lowliest descendants of the blood clan was elected and held up the plate where Chekov was.

The heads of the thirty blood families saw all this in the magic mirror, and the old ghost in the center, dressed in a big red robe, like a tall skeleton, shook his head and sighed, "This guy is a complete villain. But we can't hurt him yet, it's a real headache for us. ”

Another old ghost sighed and said: "Yes, they should know how to make the strength of the blood clan grow so fast, think about it, the most outstanding genius in our thirty families also reached the strength of the lord after 12,000 years old, and the other ordinary clansmen are generally seventy or eighty thousand years old, and it will take hundreds of thousands of years for those who are greedy for pleasure occasionally...... If our thirty families can master that method. There was a strange glint in his eyes.

After a long time, a short old ghost looked at the faces of the parents around him, and boldly said a sentence: "If we can master that method, what is the Supreme Elder Council?"

The faces of the other twenty-nine parents changed, and after a while, they suddenly laughed in unison, and everyone gently put their thin hands and claws together and shook them. A strange stain of blood soaked their palms, and they had made the highest 'blood oath' and formed a firm ally.

The tall and thin old ghost nodded, shook the red robe on his body, and said gloomily: "There is a very large complex of buildings under our Moheta family, and there are countless powerful magic traps in it, no one can break into there without alarming us, and put them in the deepest prison for interrogation, are you relieved?"

An old ghost raised a finger and said softly, "Of course, don't worry, but each of our families must have a member present, okay?"

The head of the Mokhta family nodded: "This is natural, although we have made the most noble blood oath, but in order to show the sincerity of our Mokhta family, and also in order not to have disputes between us, everyone has sent people to monitor the interrogation process, this is as it should be, it is completely deserved." ”

Thirty old ghosts smiled, approached a long table, took up the golden wine glass full of blood, and drank it all.

After a long, long time, an angry curse sounded from the deepest underground prison of the Mokhta family: "Fuck the ancestor of your blood clan, fuck, I know that I can't play with women now, fuck, what is it to seduce me with beautiful women? Damn, my Uncle Chekov doesn't eat this...... You come and try to use the criminal law on me, anyway, my Yuan Shen has only one breath left, you can toss it whenever you are happy, fuck, my soul is gone, you don't want to know anything......"

Immediately after, there was a speech that stunned those elegant blood gentlemen: "However, if you are really sincere, help me recover my body, and then, enhance my ability in some aspects, in this way, choose hundreds of the best beauties in your family...... Remember, to be a virgin, you can't be more than twenty years old...... Let them accompany me, and I will definitely tell the secret of that cultivation...... Hehe, this long-legged vice-lord, your figure is very satisfying to me...... yes, what are you running? Come on, how about we exchange feelings? Love starts after getting to know each other...... Hey, what are you doing so fast?"

The first group of high-ranking blood clans who interrogated Chekov lost their armor and fled from the prison in a broken army......

Three days later, the purple asteroid where Jester was located, Jester shook his reborn legs, and quickly transformed into thousands of afterimages, and the 'Dragon Slayer Dagger' emitted a trace of strange golden light in the air, accompanied by these afterimages, tearing apart the nearby air a little bit, and everything that was shrouded by his figure, whether it was a mountain rock, a tree, or a beast, was all cut into the tiniest particles by the dense blade.

After a long time, Jester's afterimages were collected and reunited into his body. He nodded, and said with a dark smile: "Remember what happened on the planet of those 'Moon Clan' monsters? We relied on our high speed to beat those monks who were more clever than us out of breath, hum, the speed of the Blood Clan is faster, so we can't use spells to destroy them, and they will pounce on their bodies, so we can only use speed to fight their speed." ”

Skye raised his hand weakly, and said helplessly, "That's what I said, but give us seven a little bit of time to reply." Jester, in order for you to regenerate these two legs, our mana has been almost depleted, and we must absorb a burst of star power to recover. Fuck, we've made these two legs of yours out of our own blood, and you should have some of our bloodline's special surnames. It's not that we brag, no matter how powerful you are Jester Boss, just in terms of speed, you can't compare to our bloodline. ”

Jace nodded, agreeing with Skye's statement, and said with a smile, "Yes, it's indeed a limb made of your flesh and blood, and I can feel that my speed is thirty percent faster than before." Jace nodded, and without saying much, he floated in the air, closing his eyes and pondering.

Farr snuck Skye and whispered, "Boss, haven't you noticed that Boss Jester has been a little weird lately? In the past three days, he seems to be a little uneasy, is there a leg between him and Chekov......?

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of lightning shot down from the sky, and a 'dragon slaying dagger' grazed Farr's nose and shot into the rocks on the ground. Farr's eyes bulged violently, and he flapped quickly to recover most of it, but his still tattered wings ran away.

Skye let out a few strange laughs, his legs were crossed, his head was raised to the sky, his mouth was open, and a silver light spit out from his mouth, turning into thousands of thin silver filaments, circling out, and the powerful star power was absorbed by these tiny silver filaments, and then passed into Skye's body. Soon, Jester and Skye were enveloped in a cluster of light, but Skye was a silver cluster of light, and Jester was a fiery red cluster of light, and a trace of holy white light shot out of it.

Yi Chen is still locked in that small, knocked out of the cave by himself, the trauma suffered by his Yuan Ying has recovered, but the body is still in tatters, many broken bones are just relying on the original recovery power to slowly heal, what is even more outrageous is that every cell of his body, or every molecule, has been filled with the most primitive, purest, and unchanging star power, which has been condensed into an almost crystal-like entity, densely packed in Yi Chen's body.

At this moment, Yi Chen looked like a crystal figure, crystal clear, silver light flashing, and a strange aura slowly emanated from his body. If Jester had been around, they'd probably have taken Dusty as a star and started sucking in the star power that had swumed out of him.

Yi Chen's heart is still ethereal, his divine thoughts are hidden deep in the Yuan Infant, without any feelings, without any thoughts, fluttering, and beginning a deeper understanding of himself and the world he has come into contact with. Tianxinzi said that if Yi Chen couldn't comprehend the true 'Dao', then it would be impossible for him to break through from the 'Gathering Star Realm'. At this moment, Yi Chen is in a state of nothingness and ethereal, immersed in the comprehension of this so-called 'Dao', this so-called 'one' of all biochemical things.

The so-called enlightenment, the good luck is only three or five days, and those who are not talented enough, or those who are less lucky, often sit for thousands of years and get nothing. Yi Chen's luck is good, he has already made initial contact with the realm of heaven and one in the 'Medicine God Star', and he further experienced this when he was secretly plotting against the Langyue monk, at this moment, due to various external reasons, his mind seems to have no ups and downs in the backwater, and it is easier to enter this realm.

A month later, on the purple planet where Jester and the others were, a ball of golden flames with a diameter of thousands of meters roared out of the atmosphere, and seven blood lights filled with a strong smell of blood followed him closely, like eight devils, crazy, emitting a strange 'squeak' sound that could spread rapidly in a vacuum, rushing towards the place where Yi Chen and they were ambushed.

"They captured Chekov there, and they were sure to find a nearby place to interrogate them. ”

"That's right, according to my understanding of the bloodline, elegant demeanor and noble temperament are cover, and the pursuit of power, power enough to rule the whole world, is their instinct, they will force Chekov to ask them something, to ask the seven of us why we have been so powerful. ”

"Hehe, you guys are too young, and you actually have the strength of a close lord, no wonder they will be surprised...... Well, where are they going to interrogate them?"

"Hmph, wouldn't it be better to catch a few of their clansmen and torture them? It's better to catch people at the lord level, so that we can quickly improve our strength. ”

Jester was surprised, "Can you use them to improve your strength?"

Skye said: "Of course, if we can absorb the blood essence of the blood clan that is higher than our level, then our strength will be improved, the more the better, if we can absorb a current patriarch-level figure, our strength should directly surpass the lord level...... However, this method is impossible to use in situations where the strength is too different, because it is impossible for a low-level bloodline to defeat a high-level bloodline. Moreover, the high-level bloodline has absolute control over the low-level bloodline, so it is difficult to use this method. ”

Jester's eyes shone with a murderous light: "But this kind of rule doesn't apply to us, right?There are eight of us, we can deal with one lord, let's deal with them slowly, and when your strength is almost improved, then deal with the parent-level people, isn't it a good plan?"

Farr also showed a cruel smile: "Yes, if we can sweep away the blood clans of these families with a fast speed, their leaders will also be panicked, right? Maybe Chekov and them will suffer a little less." ”

Jester suddenly stopped, the firelight outside his body retracted, revealing his true body, and he sneered and said, "Of course, in order to confuse the vision, maybe we should make some other preparations...... Do you know how to make temple badges?"

Skye's eyes lit up, but they all shook their heads in unison.

Jester sneered, "It's okay, if we don't know how to make the temple's badge, then we'll go and loot some first." Once we've wiped out those Bloodline strongholds, we'll be able to drop a few badges...... Even if the effect is not good, as long as it can make the temple and the blood clan suspicious, even a little suspicion, it will be beneficial to us. ”

Eight rays of light flew out.

A week later, on a planet in the territory of the Mokhta family, a black castle was built on a high cliff. Two coachmen drove a huge carriage into the gates of the castle and came to a steady stop in front of the steps of the main building. An elderly man with gray hair, a straight waist, and the demeanor of a medieval palace supervisor greeted him with three servants, bowed down and opened the door of the carriage, and asked with a smile, "Madam, how are you doing today?"

A beautiful woman in a long white dress yawned and got out of the carriage, smiling lazily and saying, "It's all right, Dorsot." The little girl who sings the second heroine today is very beautiful, and our little princess is fascinated by her...... Jia Ruier, come down, don't fall asleep...... What is the master doing?"

Duo Sot bowed slightly, and replied, "The master is working on the letterhead in the study, and it seems that something big has happened, and the master, as the deputy lord of the nearby blood clan, has to be busy. ”

The lady in Duo Saot's mouth frowned, "It's strange, it's been a long time since it's been like this. Could it be that the Supreme Senate has made some moves again? But didn't they say that after the rise of the power of the temple and the demon temple, we blood clans must keep their heads in obscurity? Really, what great event has happened? Alas, he was supposed to accompany me to the theater. ”

Skye, suspended in the sky, muttered, "Do you feel it? The status of the deputy lord, with the strength of more than the lord, well, it seems to be a branch of nobles, otherwise his status will be higher, I can't wait to try to absorb the blood of the members of my clan, what a wonderful thing." ”

Jester snorted coldly: "That's right, the owner of this castle is very powerful, but his wife, who only has the strength of a viscount, is too weak." Even this butler with the strength of a duke is much more powerful than her. Jester's hand pressed down slightly, and a huge golden fireball made a 'whirring' sound characteristic of the flames, and slammed into the carriage below.

A little girl with a little curly hair on her head had just rubbed her eyes and got out of the carriage, Jester's fireball had already hit the carriage, the ultra-high temperature fireball trained by the scorching star power from countless stars, like a bomb, the whole carriage, along with the two coachmen, turned into ashes in an instant, the little girl screamed, a layer of black light appeared on her body, her back was scorched by the heat wave, and hit the wall hard.

It seemed that the hidden strength of this pure-blooded little blood clan was still above the Duke, at least their butler and the lady were instantly evaporated by the high temperature emitted by Jester's fireball. The blood clan is born with little resistance to the light and heat of pure yang, not to mention the 'fire thunder' released by a master like Jester, driven by the true element of the sun, and connotating the true fire of the sun?

A long and mournful cry came from inside the castle: "Oh my God......"

A huge magic force broke through the superstructure of the ancient castle, and the entire ancient castle collapsed as if a volcanic eruption, and a black figure flew out in the thick blood mist. His speed was so fast that even Skye's eyes barely kept up with him. The man threw himself at the little girl's side, hugged her who was crying all over, and raised his head violently and shouted, "Who are you? Why did you attack my family?"

Skye muttered to himself: "This is a big feud, a pure-blooded bloodline, but it will take hundreds of years to give birth to a descendant of his own." Those old blood ghosts still say that we are not pure-blooded blood, so these so-called, real pure-blooded bloods, it is estimated that it will take thousands of years to give birth to a child, right?"

Des was already yelling excitedly: "It doesn't matter how long it takes him to give birth to a child, kill him." I could already smell the blood on him, oh my God, what a wonderful smell, I love it. ”

Fourteen blood-red wings spread out hideously, and in the light blue moonlight, the seven of them pounced like demons. Jester was shrouded in a layer of red light, as if he were a god, and his eyes stared coldly at the Blood Clan Deputy Lord below who had killed his wife.

A black glow emanated from the Vice-Lord's left hand, enveloping his daughter, and then, with a heavy punch at the swooping Skye, he roared and roared, "I, Vicelord of Katura of House Mokhta...... Tell me, why did you attack my family? Why?

Skye said gloomily, "Because we are the Bloods you want. "His hands seemed to have no bones, and a dark black Tai Chi figure appeared in his hand, and he gently defused Katula's heavy blow with a 'cloud hand'.

Jester stood in the sky and muttered, "What a fucking joke, the boss will laugh." Tai Chi Bloodline?What a fucking joke......"

Catula was stunned for a moment, and roared violently: "You unidentified bloodsmen, what the hell are you ......" He didn't finish his words, because Ace's twelve fists had already collapsed like a tsunami, bombarded with thick demonic energy. As soon as Katula's figure moved, more than a dozen afterimages suddenly appeared in the air, angrily punching out, and Ace and the others were entangled.

There was a sound of 'puff puff' fists hitting flesh in the air, and ghostly figures swooped back and forth in the air, and the space around trembled and trembled by the crazy fighting of these high-level blood clans. Skye, who had not joined the warband, landed gloomily and slowly walked to Jia Rui'er's side, reached out with her right hand, grabbed Jia Rui's neck, and then carried her in the air. He drank gloomily: "Deputy Lord Catula, surrender, or I will kill your daughter." ”

A figure in the air suddenly froze, and Catulla's figure appeared, and he looked back at Skye in amazement and anger. Hundreds of punches immediately slammed into his body, and Catulla's chest made a few faint sounds of bones shattering, and he was knocked to the ground like a sandbag. Garrie struggled uncomfortably in Skye's claws, crying out for her life, "Father...... Father...... Be careful. ”

Catulla looked at Skye with a wounded beast-like look and roared desperately, "No~~~...... Oh my God, don't you have the slightest pride in being a bloodline, don't you care about the honor of your family, how do you threaten me with such means......? You don't even admire being a noble bloodline. ”

Skye spat at the mouth of the mouth with disdain: "Fuck, proud, honor, noble, we're not the kind of idiot aristocrats, what is the use of honor for us, bah, what's the use of honor? Besides, hundreds of thousands of masters from your thirty families ambushed us at the same time, where is the fuck your honor?Oh, forget it, you seal your strength, surrender, and I will let your daughter go, otherwise, her neck will be very fragile......" Skye's right hand was slightly forced, and Jia Rui'er's funeral immediately turned red, and it was too late to breathe.

Catula rose from the ground gloomy and a little embarrassed, and he whispered, "Then you forced me, I promised my wife that I would never kill a creature again, but now that I am going to break my oath, she will understand, for I am for the sake of our children." ”

Two blood-red wings protruded from Catula's back, golden spells enveloped his body, and a powerful pitch-black magic emanated from him, sweeping around him like a tornado. On the ground of the ancient castle, the thick stone slab floor was lifted up by a powerful force, and pieces flew away in all directions, but these stone slabs could no longer withstand the powerful magic in the air, and they were shattered one by one.

Catula snorted coldly: "You have the strength to be close to the lord, which is very good, but you must know that the strength of approaching the lord and the strength of reaching the lord are two absolutely different concepts." His figure disappeared in an instant, and then, Skye's body suddenly received more than a dozen heavy blows, and his whole body was hit the ground heavily, and then a foot stepped on his lower abdomen, and a huge force plunged his entire body into the ground more than ten meters deep, and a huge magic exploded like a bomb, and a hole with a diameter of seven or eight meters and a depth of twenty meters appeared on the ground of the ancient castle.

Ace and they were amazed by Catula's strength, and then, Catula with Jia Ruier in his arms disappeared into the air, Ace They couldn't keep up with Catula's movements at all, they only felt that their bodies were trampled by a group of rhinoceros, their heads were dizzy, and their mouths were blasted out with crazy blood.

Catulla crushed the seven of them almost instantly, and he gently put down Garry, patted her cheek, and whispered, "Baby, father is going to interrogate them, be careful not to let them come near you, understand? But don't worry, even if they catch you, father can defeat their ......"

Skye crawled out of the hole in rags, screaming angrily, "Fuck, you're ridiculously good, fuck, maybe those bastards from the Inquisition can handle you......"

Catula swept in front of Skye like a wind, looked at Skye indifferently, and then asked for a long time, "Inquisition?"

Jester in the air answered: "Inquisition? That's not a thing, but they have extremely lethal power for the blood clan, and a low-level inquisition deacon can kill a blood clan whose true strength surpasses his own to a large extent, just like this." ”

The fire from Jester's body vanished, and a hypocritical expression of holiness appeared on his face, and a strange aura enveloped the entire castle. Catula, with his Bloodline's talent, instinctively felt a sense of unease, and he looked at Jester cautiously and asked in a low voice, "Is it like what?"

Jester's right hand was raised slowly and gracefully, and a holy white light emanated from him, and he whispered, "For the sake of my father and my beloved, I have betrayed the arms of God...... However, for the sake of my brother, I did not hesitate to become the bastard's believer again. Lend me, O Lord, strength to these people of darkness to be judged by God. ”

For the first time, the incantation of the believers of God sounded in the territory of these bloods: "Praise be to my Lord, my Lord Almighty, and give these dark sins the baptism of God ...... 'Purification of God' with the power of Hell." ”

A hazy light shot down from the sky, and a huge white cross stretched across the sky, exuding a tremendous coercion that left Katura breathless. Streams of holy brilliance fell from the sky, and beautiful music resounded through the heavens and the earth. Jester folded his hands around his chest and sang an ode to God. Circles of hazy white light emanated from his body, completely enveloping the entire castle.

Skye slapped his forehead heavily and laughed gloatingly, "Oh my God, Jester, did that bastard of God give you any good, and you actually started to believe in him again?

The Heavenly Surname of the Blood Clan determines that the Holy Light is their natural enemy, and no matter how powerful the Blood Clan is, if there is no special opportunity, it will not be able to resist the harm caused by the strong Holy Light. Just like Katula, a thick black smoke suddenly rose from his body, and under the holy light in the sky, he let out a cry of pain, and his wings lost their strength and slowly retracted into his body. And his daughter, Jia Rui'er, was already melted when the first holy light came down, turning into a cloud of green smoke and floating in the air.

Jester yelled grimly, "What are you waiting for? Kill him? Fuck, do you think I'm comfortable using the Holy Light? The True Yuan in my body is fighting with the Holy Light." ”

Skye woke up from a dream, screaming and screaming at Catula, their sharp fangs digging into his arteries. The secret method of the Bloodclan was chanted again and again by Skye in their hearts, and a strange suction was generated in their bodies, and the essence of Catula's life was continuously absorbed into their bodies.

Under the holy 'purification of the gods', seven hideous-faced bloods frantically tore up a bloodline with black smoke all over their bodies, blood and tears in their eyes, and frantically shouting their daughter's name.

Jester slowly put away his holy power, gasped, and muttered, "Fuck, God will send me to hell." With the Holy Light to carry out such an evil ritual, I am truly a traitor hunted down by the Holy See. ”

Catula had lost all resistance, his body had been destroyed by the Holy Light, and most of his life essence had been absorbed by others. He could only barely open his eyes and look at Skye as his body swelled.

After a long time, in Skye's frantic sucking, Catulla vanished. And the blood light on Skye's body is even thicker, the flying golden spells are even more brilliant, and the rapidly growing powerful magic envelops the heavens and the earth, making the moon in the sky turn blood red.

Screams kept coming, the blood clan in this ancient castle had been severely damaged under the holy light, and Skye and they slaughtered them effortlessly, and after absorbing their life essence with all their might, they flew back to the sky satisfied. Jester burst into flames, and he slammed his fist to the ground, and the entire castle was reduced to ashes with a loud roar, and half of the hill collapsed.

Within a month, seventeen high-ranking clans with lord strength and thirty-five with vice-lord strength were killed in their territory, and none of their clansmen were spared...... The thirty family heads who participated in the ambush of Yi Chen and them were shocked and discussed nervously.

Yi Chen is still endlessly absorbing star power in the mountains and rocks, and comprehending the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Chekov's mental attack destroyed the nerves of a group of inquisitors, causing them to escape from the prison with a curse.

Jester's group, full of murderous energy, approached a blood castle again, which was the territory of the second son of the Mokhta family, and the second son with powerful magic power was deploying troops in his ancient castle, ready to act according to the will of the head of the family