In the seventh section, you fight for me, and the bat's wings are black and white, and the white light is surging blood ancestor

The golden light continued to emanate from the "incantation" in the form of a cross covering the sky, illuminating the courtyard, which was not too big. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It stands to reason that such a big movement, let alone at night, even during the day, I am afraid it will attract the attention of many people. Of course, these problems have been completely solved under the barrier of Mu Ran, which is almost blinding. Looking in from the outside, this is still a small dilapidated courtyard with a dark moon and high wind.

Howling and screaming, the first vampire devil felt every inch of his skin being burned like the sun, bursts of black smoke rose from his body, and the smell of burnt barbecue seemed to have wafted in this small courtyard.

"Damn the missionaries, damn the Divine Court, all the brothers of the Sost family, get up! Damn the food has come to the door!" the vampire devil at the head, Thorst Karl, endured the near-devastating pain and began to roar. At this time, his eyes turned red from innocence, a pair of black wings that did not appear to be very big opened behind his back, and a rich dark power naturally burst out from his body, and began to fight against the so-called divine power.

"This kind of power is a bit similar to that old guy in Styx, but the power of the holy spell is closer to the mantra of Buddhism, so it's no wonder that these vampires can be killed to death. "There has already been a fight over there, and Mu Ran is still watching it with relish in the back.

It is no wonder that these boiling Western myths and stories that have been passed down in later generations are closer to the public and more easily accepted than Eastern myths and stories. Haven't you seen that these guys have been put on the screen in the film and television works of later generations? In contrast, those in oriental mythology are too high-minded, and their attraction is naturally poor.

After growing black wings, Carl's strength seems to have increased a lot. With a hideous smile, these vampire devils at this time have completely lost the bearing and demeanor of the so-called nobles, and some are only fierce and cruel in the face of their prey!

A pair of sharp claws scratched a wound on Santos's arm at great speed, and Santos, who was still bleeding, felt a tingling sensation from the wound, forcing Santos to hurriedly swing the huge axe to drive the enemy away.

After this, about a dozen vampire demons rose from their coffins, each flapping their dark wings and waving their sharp claws, and pounced on the pair of mercenaries and missionaries.

Under the suppression of the power of the holy spell, they could not use seven points of magic power, but it was far beyond the scope of what mortals could achieve. If it weren't for the blessings of the gods on these mercenaries, there would have been no way to hold out a little longer under these fists.

Because, too fast, for these mercenaries, where are these people still those enemies they usually face? If it weren't for the so-called divine power and fighting spirit on their bodies, I'm afraid these mercenaries would have fled a long time ago. It's the same as these monsters, no, they're monsters, and fighting with these monsters, isn't that looking for death?

The fight here was fierce and hot, and Mu Ran over there began to fight haha. These so-called speeds, in his eyes, are no different from ant walking. He has seen the speed of the five-colored peacock and the golden-winged Dapeng bird, how fast can these little bat spirits go?

The missionaries were completely powerless in hand-to-hand combat, but they were in control of some mantras like Buddhist scriptures. Under their prayers, one by one, the Holy Light Bullets condensed in their hands, each of which was capable of inflicting irresistible and almost devastating power on those vampire demons. In front of these missionaries are a series of mercenaries who have no way to get past them and deal damage to the most threatening enemies.

Gradually, these vampire demons are getting weaker and weaker under the light of the holy spell in the sky, and they have a tendency to retract their wings. How could they be just vampire demons who had just been embraced, and how could they be too powerful? The low-level characters of these missionaries alone were enough to kill them.

"Ha, yawn, it's boring, you little ones. Uh, no, it seems, there's a little bit of a smell, how can that little bat have a strong dark power on it? Mu Ran seemed to have seen something interesting, and hurriedly pinched his fingers and measured it.

In this era of chaos, almost all the great worlds were opened up by the Pangu Great God with the help of the Pangu Axe and the supreme divine power, and the so-called world masters of these worlds are just like Hongjun Dao Ancestors, who have controlled the world with the help of some magic weapons, but they have no ability to resist at all for Mu Ran's measurement of heavenly opportunities.

Gently pinched his fingers, Mu Ran's current Dao mana cannot be said to be low, and the so-called gods of this world don't seem to know much about things like heavenly machines at all, and they don't even have a little defense, unlike the desolate world, and those great supernatural powers will eat and have nothing to do to cover up the heavenly machine, and stir up the originally clear things into a puddle of muddy waters.

This is not good, after calculating, plus the traction of some things, Mu Ran seems to have calculated something very interesting, chuckled twice in his mouth, and simply let go of a corner on the barrier, so that the little guy was able to rescue the thirteen descendants he had just embraced.

Dressed in a pitch-black robe, his handsome face makes it impossible to find any fault at all, and the wrench finger on his hand shows his noble status. This young man, who was not old, but had a white face, walked in step by step from outside the small courtyard.

"Young man, go out quickly, the Divine Court is here to clean up the garbage, there are some things that ordinary people can see. The old missionary threw out a bomb of holy light with all his attention, and it hit Karl on the shoulder, causing him to cry out in pain. The power of this holy light melted away at least a few taels of his flesh and blood, and he had to scream in pain.

"Oh, yes, the old gentleman is from the Divine Court, I don't respect those high gods the most, then, can you allow me to go in and see what is going on?" The loss is all male missionaries, not nuns, otherwise.....

"Go back, young man, it's really not for ordinary people to come in, if you don't want to die. The old missionary was able to maintain a little patience at first, but later on, he began to threaten.

After all, it was still a tense moment, where would he care about the life or death of these tattered nobles? Destroying the enemy of the gods in front of him was the most important thing, so he came back to his senses and began to recite the incantation with all his heart and mind.

"Ordinary people can't go in, so what if I'm not human?" said this, the young man suddenly opened his mouth, and a pair of long fangs came out of his innermost part, and some terrible pressure slammed into the missionaries' bodies, smashing them far away without any physical strength.

"You ignorant wretchedness, you who have to sweep away even the descendants that I have developed with great difficulty, are you shameless to the extreme! Is it your gods who have taught you to bully?, then, accept the punishment of my Cain Sost. With his hands at shoulder level, Cain uttered a simple, yet terrifying, word.

"Heavy!"

As soon as these words came out, before those mercenaries and missionaries could react to what was going on, they felt that they had been suppressed by a terrible force. Even those mercenaries who are physically strong and have been blessed by the gods have no way to move. This terrifying black power is far beyond the limits of what they can fight.

"You are the ants, and I, the boots, can do whatever I want with you, right, my children?" Cain's laughter fluttered through the small courtyard, but in the ears of everyone in the court, it was how harsh it was.