Kai Peter walked over slowly and asked softly: "Do you know why White wants to kill the Blood Demon Lord?"

Without waiting for Fu to answer, Kai Peter said directly: "Because the White family was killed by the Blood Demon Lord!"

Fu Yidao also thought of this. Bai insisted on killing the Blood Demon Lord, which must have a deep feud for the Sea of ​​Blood. The family was killed, and it was indeed impossible to forget.

"You have to know what would happen if a seven-year-old girl saw her family sucked in blood..." Kai Peter also had sympathy in his eyes, and looked at Fu Yidao, "She lied to you, just wanted to borrow your power."

Fu Yidao is not powerful, and the church seeks cooperation with him is also borrowing his power. Can he really deal with the Blood Demon Lord? He used to think that the Blood Demon Lord should be like a god, but now it seems that he is completely wrong.

"I said that depending on your sincerity, the God's Scepter is useless to me. If you can get it, you can indeed trade it with you."

Fu Yidao's ears moved, and his figure disappeared while moving.

"Master, go first, the housekeeper and the others are here." Martin looked around and did not see Fu Yidao's figure, "Have he gone?"

Kai Peter shook his head: "He doesn't believe us, he's too cautious."

Martin sighed, "The world is about to change, who dares to be careful? Is the prophecy in the Holy Book true? Darkness will always come in the world?"

"The main person..."

"Let's go, the fate of the church is already doomed."

...

The atmosphere in Rome changed repeatedly, and it rained in the dark sky. The battles that occurred from time to time alarmed the entire Roman high-level officials, but no one dared to say anything, as if everyone was in control of everything.

"What's going on now?"

The old Taoist priest came overnight. The situation that happened was beyond their expectations. It seemed... the weather had changed.

"I don't know, but the Blood Demon Hand is really a terrifying organization," Fu Yidao also told the old Taoist priest about the corpses, very shocked.

"Does the Blood Demon Lord specifically suck human essence and blood to improve himself?" The old Taoist priest was shocked. How could such a bad thing be done? "Is the lost boxing score of Sijiquan really there in the Blood Demon Hand?"

"The people in the Roman Church said they were not here, that was just a fake. They knew the whereabouts of the boxing script, and I don't know if it was true. Something was wrong."

"The real boxing script cannot be destroyed!" said the old Taoist priest, "Like the one you used to be when you were a child, it cannot be destroyed at all!"

"I know..." Fu Yidao said softly, and he didn't know what kind of material it was made of soft paper. Even if he used a knife and fire, he would not destroy anything.

"Old Taoist priest, what do you think of the Blood Demon Lord's strength?" Fu Yidao asked suddenly. Even the people in the church did not consider taking action at all, but wanted to borrow his strength. It can be imagined that the Blood Demon Lord's terribleness was really underestimated by him before.

"At least it's the innate realm!" said the old Taoist priest, "Boy Fu, I tell you that there are many people in this realm. After being dormant for so long, there must be something that attracts them this time, so that they are willing to emerge."

The old Taoist Tianming also looked worried, and suddenly he thought of something: "Boy, is the wolf picture on you still there?"

"exist."

"The four extremes move, darkness comes out!" said the old Taoist priest word by word, "When the wolf picture appeared on your father, something strange seemed to have happened, but he didn't pay attention at that time!"

"What?!" Fu Yidao was shocked. There would be no such a weird thing, right? The wolf picture on her body was very strange, and it was related to the situation in this world. It was incredible to think about it.

"Don't believe it. There are often predictions in ancient books in China. This sentence has been legendary for a long time." The old Taoist priest sighed, "This world is about to change!"

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he stared at Fu Yidao, his eyes as if he was about to eat him.

"Boy, maybe this is also an opportunity!" The old Taoist priest's eyes flashed with hope, "Your strength has improved so quickly now, maybe you can reach the legendary realm!"

"The legendary realm?"

The old Taoist priest was excited, his beard trembling: "The person who accidentally created the Four-Spike Fist touched the entrance of his body, his strength was extraordinary, maybe..."

"What else can it do?" Fu Yidao was speechless. The old Taoist priest looked a bit scary. "Isn't it said that it is no longer suitable for practice now, and that Tiancan Jian also said that."

"Bi Sheng?" The old Taoist priest was stunned, "Have you seen him? This man is a genius."

"I won't talk about this anymore. What should I do now? Are we going to take action?"

The old Taoist priest waved his hand, calmed down slowly, and began to think.

...

The dilapidated house was thick with dust, and the spider webs stood horizontally, emitting a rotten stench. Several people looked dark and a tiny silver knife was baking on the fire.

"His Blood Demon really succeeded?"

"Maybe, that old Taoist priest seems to have come too," a man's face was destroyed, and his eyes were gone, and the remaining one-eyed eyes were filled with violence. "And that boy seems to be practicing four-pole fist, hum!"

"The third brother, the Blood Demon will die this time. That old Taoist priest can kill him, but he will kill him," the man on one side held a knife in his hand, cut a piece of meat from the white man's body on the other side, and roasted it on the fire. "The ghosts are so terrible now... they may also take action."

"No matter how strong they are, this revenge must be avenged!"

...

The blood demon hand's movements became bigger, and thousands of people began to gather around their castle, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Hmph, do you want to kill me? Hahaha, so stupid!" The Blood Demon Lord was red all over, as if he had been stained with blood. His eyes were cold and filled with rainbow light, as if he had gathered murderous aura in his eyes. The terrifying evil aura was shocking.

"Steffen and the others are too useless. They didn't grab the tailed beast," the butler bowed, "but they were not snatched away by the ghost's people, they were taken away by an old Taoist priest."

"Ghosts...they are so scary, don't mess with them for the time being."

"Master, young master..." The housekeeper stopped talking.

"Tell me."

"The young master has been deposed and is still in a coma."

The Blood Demon Lord's cold eyes were without any emotion, and there seemed to be no emotional fluctuations, as if he was not his own son.

"I see."

"Owner……"

"Okay, don't worry about him."

"call out!"

A sword shadow was extremely terrifying and attacked. The white light burst out and stabbed directly at the Blood Demon Lord. The butler opened his eyes and was about to take action, but the Blood Demon Lord was faster. He grabbed his palm directly and stopped the sword, making it difficult for him to enter another point.

White gritted her teeth and retreated. Under the white mask, a pair of eyes full of hatred stared at the Blood Demon Lord, raised her hand and shot a hidden arrow.

"Clam, Clam, Clam!"

The weak force on the surface of the body floated, and the hidden arrows sparked a fire and fell on the ground.

"This is your third time killing me, but it's still not possible." The Blood Demon Lord had disdain on his face, and slowly stood up as if he was looking at his plaything, "You seem to be mature too..."

As if I saw the delicious food, the Blood Demon Lord stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked it. A fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

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