The method of magical power is not a method that goes against the heavens. Gusu City is shrouded in an earth-level formation. Even if the king comes in person, it will take some time and a big price to break it.

In a formation that can only be entered and cannot be exited, not to mention Blood Shadow Escape, even Shit Escape cannot escape very far. With the power of the Supreme Realm, it can be easily tracked down and captured on the spot.

"Damn damn damn!"

Three damns in a row, the young man from the vampire clan turned pale, and the blood in his eyes dimmed a lot, "Do all the kings of the sea clan become kings by eating shit? How long has it been! Not even a stick of incense, this is the same as the agreement

Half an hour is a huge difference!"

The young man from the blood clan was furious. If he could escape from here alive, he would definitely wash out the three hundred miles of sea with blood in the future. This operation was jointly planned by the blood and sea clans. The blood clan sent out death squads to lurk into Gusu, waiting for an opportunity to kill the gifted holy soul.

The Hai Clan dispatched the Supreme Realm to intercept the King Realm combat power of the Wuji Sect.

The Vampire Clan spent a lot of money to allow a young Venerable from the Vampire Clan to come to the human world through the Night King Mountain. The plan came true as promised, while the Sea Clan was fighting at home. It can be said that there are no restrictions, but it actually delayed the time.

Can't do it!

"But fortunately, the Wuji Sect is still too arrogant after all. As long as we can successfully enter this city, the gifted holy soul will die, and no one in this city will survive!" the vampire youth said coldly, with a look in his eyes.

A sharp look.

Immediately, the vampire youth took out a blood-red meat ball from nowhere, as if it was a ball of flesh and blood. It was twisted into this shape with great force. It looked extremely terrifying, but it contained endless power.

strength.

"Is this the power of the formation? It seems that you have been in the city for several days just to engrave this formation. Which formation master of your blood clan created this?"

A voice rang from his ears, and the young man from the vampire clan said proudly and proudly, "Of course it's Dracula of my great clan. Prince Moyun, in terms of his attainments in formations, he is not under the Wuji Sect Master. If it weren't for the sake of ensuring

If there is no chance of failure, all the people in Gusu City will be wiped out. I have already started killing people. Why wait until today..."

The voice of the vampire youth was high-pitched and eloquent, but it took a while before I suddenly realized that the voice went from being loud at first to being high-spirited, then became as quiet as a mosquito, until it disappeared.

Ga!

The young vampire, Dracula Zian, looked pale and ashen, with blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth. After realizing something was wrong, he immediately wanted to squeeze the flesh ball in his hand between the lightning and flints. But as soon as he had this idea, he discovered

My limbs are so weak that I can no longer move!

A bloody hand penetrated Dracula Zian's chest. The five fingers were like sharp claws, tightly holding a dark red heart that was still opening and closing!

The human race cultivates the Heavenly Sea, the immortal race focuses on Zifu Dantian, the demon core is the source of power for the demon race, and the blood race cultivates the immortal blood heart. The blood heart will not be destroyed and life will be endless!

"No, don't!"

Dracula Zian's voice was trembling, full of fear, and even his soul was trembling. Death was not terrifying. What was terrifying was that his soul was engraved with immortal blood by the vampire prince. Even if his physical heart turned into ashes, a wisp of residual blood remained.

His soul will soon be frightened back by the prince, and that is the source of his fear. At that time, he may not be able to control his life or death, and the endless torture will begin!

Click!

The bloody hand clenched violently, and his fist-sized heart was instantly squeezed to bursting. Dracula Zian's body softened, and he fell to the ground as paralyzed as mud, revealing the figure behind him, a middle-aged man with a face that resembled a horse's face.

man.

He took out a piece of silk cloth and wiped the blood on his hands, looking contemptuously at the half-dead Zian on the ground. Then, the horse-faced middle-aged eyes slowly moved to the blood ball next to him, and with a 'click' sound, the flesh ball

He stomped it to pieces!

"Okay! Cough cough cough..."

Dracula Zian was lying on the ground. When he saw this scene, his expression was ecstatic, and he turned around and over again. You are in vain for claiming to be brave and cautious all your life. Your true character is actually so arrogant and arrogant. There is nothing special about this flesh ball.

If the law is damaged, it will trigger the great formation he has carved in these days!

That is the immortal king who has been famous for a long time in his blood clan. He has been promoted to the realm of the formation master as early as a thousand years ago. With the handwriting he has laid out, once successfully launched, he can easily reverse Gusu City and transfer it to the vastness.

Starry sky, take it as you like!

Dracula, Mo Yun, the supreme king and master of formations, the greatest and most powerful blood prince in the eyes of Dracula Zian. Whether it is his own combat prowess or his attainments in formations, he is definitely not the master of the Wuji Sect.

, this young boy who has practiced cultivation for less than a hundred years can be compared!

Everything in the world seemed to have stopped at this moment. Dracula Zian held his breath and stared at the broken flesh ball, waiting eagerly for the terrifying doomsday that belonged to the human race to come and wipe out the hope for the future of the human race.

.

And he, Dracula Zian, the Marquis of the Blood Clan, can return to the embrace of the great Blood God!

However, time passes quietly with a cup of tea, and Gusu City is still Gusu City. This ancient city that has existed for a long time has not moved at all, as if it has long been rooted in this land, and nothing can shake it.

"impossible!"

Dracula Zian's eyes were filled with tears of blood and his face was full of disbelief.

"A summer insect cannot speak of ice, and a frog in a well cannot speak of the sea. Nothing is impossible in the world, only what you can't do and what you can't imagine."

Bai Zhuan looked indifferent, with pity in his eyes, and said: "It should be noted that in ten years we can see the passing of spring and autumn, in a hundred years we can see birth, old age, illness and death, in a thousand years we can see the rise and fall of dynasties, in ten thousand years we can see the stars change, and even the palace of the God who claims to have eternal life has to go to dusk.

, this world is in recent times, it is

It belongs to the era of my human race, not the era when your races dominate. You use your ancient vision to spy on and deny my recent human race. Today, millions of years later, you have no vision to keep pace with the times. I'm afraid

It is not enough compared to a frog in a well."

"Don't be too proud, I..."

Dracula Zian's voice was filled with resentment, and he wanted to use up his last bit of strength in this world to issue the most vicious curse in the world, but Bai Zhuan did not give him this chance. He stretched out his foot and stamped, and there was a terrifying qi turmoil, and the former's body instantly

Turn into ashes!

Bai Zhuan looked up at the sky, looking at the blue sky, his eyes seemed to span the starry sky, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Zian is dead."

In the alien starry sky, trillions of miles away from the human land, on a huge ancient star of life, from a dark black ornate coffin, a cold voice suddenly came out, without any emotion.

"The words of Anzi from the human race cannot be fully believed. The sea clan is also a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps that have done nothing. They have defeated my blood clan in vain. However, it also proves the weight of the Wuji sect leader. Huh, Wuji..."

The gorgeous coffin board was opened, and a humanoid figure sat up from the coffin. His whole body was hazy, hidden in the darkness, making it impossible for anyone to see his reality and appearance. He looked in the direction of the human world,

For a long time, a fierce light burst out in his eyes.

"Grand master of formation, good method!"

After a moment, the figure lay back in the coffin, and the gorgeous coffin board immediately closed automatically, and everything returned to its original state. Then, his voice came out from the coffin, echoing in the void, and the echo did not dissipate after a long time.

"Sure enough, despite his great reputation, he is worthy of being known as the Young Emperor. However, it is hard to imagine that his attainments in formations are so high. A great master of formations is extremely rare in the entire human race.

, at such a young age, he has the power to kill kings, I am afraid he can rival the former Emperor Xi!"

"In this era of the human race, is the destiny of Wuji? First there is the Wuji Sect Master, and then there is the gifted holy soul. With such a rhythm, I am afraid that the glorious years of the Wuji Sect's first life can be reproduced."

On the ancient star of life where the vampires are entrenched, countless dark coffins were opened, and figures with bloody eyes sat and stood up. Looking at the human star world, their eyes were full of uncertainty, with a touch of deep resentment.

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The Wuji Sect was a human sect that had a deep grudge with their vampire clan. The ancestor of Wuji had only started at a young age, but he seemed to have gathered all the destiny in the world and fought through thorns and thorns along the way, killing the entire vampire clan.

He slaughtered nine blood kings with his body in the imperial realm, and killed three emperors in the imperial realm. One of them was the only heir of the blood emperor, and he half-stepped into the supreme imperial path. That was the only time in ancient times that the blood clan had the hope of having two emperors at the same time.

era, but in the end he was killed by the sword of Ancestor Wuji.

After ascending to the realm of the Supreme Emperor, Patriarch Wuji became even more powerful and unforgiving, forcing out the Blood Emperor who was old and frail in that era and was about to reach the end of his life. The two sides fought fiercely, and a royal war that shocked the world broke out.

In the battle of Tao, the Blood Emperor finally lost half a move and had his hands and feet cut off. In the second year after this battle, the Wuji Ancestor forged the Wuji Sword that shocked all races, and the sword frost-frozen the nineteen realms!

According to legend, the hilt of the Wuji Sword was made from the blood emperor's leg bones!

It was a period of extremely shameful history for the Blood Clan. Compared to the end of ancient times, being expelled by the Suiren Clan was a hundred times more humiliating. Every Vampire Clan member made an oath when they came of age. If there is a chance in the future, they will destroy the Wuji Sect and destroy it.

Wuji Sword, take back the remains of the late emperor!

"One day will not be too long ago, Wuji Sect, enjoy the days before the end."

Deep in the starry sky of the Vampire Clan, a suffocating and terrifying energy flashed away, and the loud sound contained endless killing intent and coldness.

Feeling this aura, more Vampires lifted up their coffins and stood up, looking in awe, and threw themselves to the depths of the ancient star, worshiping. That was the greatest existence of their Vampires in this world, the one who could lead the Vampires in the future and wash away their shame.

The majestic and supreme being is the best and most talented descendant of the Blood God!

"A vampire..."

On the endless sea, the leader of the Wuji Sect is standing on the waves, with a fierce look on his handsome face. His green shirt is stained with blood, his immortal energy is magnificent, and his sharp edge is like a supreme sword that can cut the sky and cut the sea.

Under his feet, there were huge pieces of severed limbs floating, which also exuded a terrifying royal aura, as if they could destroy cities and flat ground.

The elder Wuji Zongwei stood side by side with him, the fighting spirit in his eyes was extremely fierce, like an indestructible and strong divine light. Such a scene, it was obvious that he had just experienced a tragic king's battle.

"The Way of Wuji will continue in our hands and will last forever. Any person or alien who wants to destroy it will only have to step on me!"

Elder Wei's face was as cold as a thousand-year-old iceberg. He looked around the void and his voice was extremely cold: "Two of the seventy-two heavenly gates in the Eastern Wasteland were opened by the vampires. In the next hundred years, I will follow them one by one.
Chapter completed!