The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 331 Thunder
Blake himself also has a box.

As the controller of a large financial group and the oldest member of the Black family, Black's status is actually very high.

To some extent.

Now that his spiritual energy has faded away, Blake can be called a top-notch master today.

And they can still live for a long time.

For many nobles and people in power, this is the ability they envy and want the most.

For thousands of years.

The reason why the vampire clan can be called the blood aristocracy is that they are always connected with those in power.

At this moment, Blake was not in his box.

Instead, he took some things from his own box, then came to Song Feng's box to taste the wine with him:
"Sir, how do you think this banquet will end?"

The wine glasses of both parties clinked slightly.

Then, Blake tasted the red wine lightly, nodded, and then looked over with curiosity.

The time we spent together.

He also had some understanding of the character of this being.

No need to be too respectful.

This person is like the ancestor of the blood clan in the legend.

Possessing unrivaled power.

But after becoming invincible, I felt a little lonely.

Want to make something to play with.

In general, once material conditions are met, there is some pursuit of spiritual life.

However, while pursuing spiritual life, this existence does not want to be so conspicuous.

Very contradictory, but very true.

But it was precisely because of this that Blake dared not show the slightest disrespect to this being.

It's fine to just compliment each other, drink some wine and have some fun.

But when it comes to crucial choices, he never makes multiple decisions, and even doesn't try to be the smart one.

joke!

Just by looking at his age, you can tell that he is an old monster who has been in the underworld for many years.

He had tried it before.

However, later, facing this being and his smiling eyes, he realized that his test was too childish.

Later he just gave up.

An old monster who can live to this point plays with you just because he wants to, not because he has no other choice.

Dare to have any evil thoughts about him.

Then we can only face destruction.

A real big shot doesn't care about so-called emotional companionship or emotional value.

Interests are the biggest concern.

He can pinpoint the key points of cooperation between the two parties and can get the most out of the benefits.

We will not let up because of the relationship between the two parties.

After he had eaten his fill, he then left with a smiling face and came to play with others.

I can only say that he is very cunning!
Even from this person's style, he could tell that this person might be a big old bastard like him.

It would be fine if he was just a weak old bitch.

In the face of absolute strength, these old bastards will be easily defeated.

But even though he is powerful, he is still so insidious.

God knows how terrifying these big guys are, these people who possess absolute power and can easily defeat them but always play dirty tricks.

so.

When he chose to communicate with Song Feng, he simply asked and answered directly.

There is no need to bring up the so-called aristocratic greetings. When you greet someone, the old man is really just joking with you.

"I can't tell where they are going, but I think that the people who came to the meeting this time have something in their hands."

"It seems that California really holds a special place in their hearts. They are almost ready to reveal their secrets."

When he said this, Song Feng looked at Earl Black in front of him meaningfully.

Count Black was slightly startled when he saw this, and then he chuckled and said modestly:
"I didn't expect that you, old man, could see this. The Holy Grail of the Blood Clan left behind by the Blood Ancestor is in my hands."

"Although possessing the Holy Grail does not mean that the Blood Ancestor is still alive, it can at least bring out a bit of the power that the Blood Ancestor once had."

When he said this, Blake sighed:

"When the major branches of our blood clan fought for the Holy Grail, no one suspected that the thing was in my possession."

"I didn't expect that you could see it just by looking at each other face to face. The power of the True Ancestor is indeed terrifying..."

The holy grail of the blood clan is not just a cup, but an inherited item once used by the ancestor of the blood clan.

This holy grail can condense blood.

By placing the blood of the descendants of the vampires in it and absorbing it through special means, the bloodline can be made stronger.

Even at critical moments, one can use blood to stimulate the power in the Holy Grail and gain the blessing of former vampires.

This is the foundation of their Black family.

With so many branches of the blood clan fighting each other back then, no one was sure whether this thing was lost or in the hands of someone from one branch.

He didn't expect that even though he hid it so well, he was still discovered by the True Ancestor in front of him.

Indeed, that saying is true.

If you don't stand on the top of the mountain, you will never know what the scenery will be like looking down from the top of the mountain.

Shaking his head, Song Feng did not talk about what this so-called Holy Grail was.

It's not like he's just a blood type.

What's more, there is vampire blood in it, which has been contaminated countless times.

If he used this thing, he would not be using the Holy Grail to condense his own bloodline, but to improve the quality of the Holy Grail.

The King of Flying Corpses is the pinnacle of his bloodline.

How can we let others take advantage of us?

"Then let's wait a while and see who among these people will be the first to jump out..."

When talking about this person, Song Feng gently shook the goblet in his hand, savoring the extraordinary champagne.

This stuff is not wine to him.

It's a different kind of drink.

Drinking a little bit every day and tasting it can really make people happy.

Rich, powerful and influential.

This old man has been busy for most of his life, and he has never done anything harmful to others. He just makes money based on his own abilities.

Why can't I just enjoy myself?

Seeing Song Feng's expression of watching the fun and not minding the trouble, Blake couldn't help but let out a bitter smile:

"Now, the only one who has such a mentality and is only interested in watching the fun is probably you, sir."

California itself has gold mines and is a place with extremely rich mineral resources.

In addition, due to its special location and excellent harbor, its economic development can even be considered as a latecomer that has surpassed others.

Even among the many major states in America, he is definitely among the best.

Few can suppress it.

Texas is indeed above him, but the problem is that it was once the Lone Star Republic.

They are joining, not belonging.

To a certain extent, the Lone Star Republic is capable of becoming an independent country at any time.

California is only outclassed by such large states.

It is already a behemoth that is a combination of many factors including economy, politics, and population.

Moreover, with the development of various situations in recent years, it has become a land of high-tech blowout. Who can not be salivating?
It seems that those who can enter the inner field all have extraordinary means, but to a certain extent, they can represent the entire America.

Let’s take a closer look at these big conglomerates.

Which one of them is not a consortium that spans across America and many major states and has a huge reputation in the world?
It seems that this is just a fight over one state.

In fact, what is involved here is the struggle of the entire country, from top to bottom, among all ethnic groups and financial groups inside and outside the country.

The Black Group is already terrifying.

The resources accumulated over so many years also span all over the world, and they have assets in many places in the world.

But that's it.

Blake was also ready.

Even the clan's sacred weapon was taken out, ready to fight at the critical moment.

You have to fight for it.

As far as he knew, the Holy See had already taken the holy vessels and even transported them thousands of miles to California.

The so-called aristocratic bloodline also stood up.

Even two Mithril Knights were invited out in succession.

Every great knight can compete with the earl, let alone two of them coming at once, which almost drains the resources of the so-called nobles.

That was just the news he received.

These two gangs are the boss, God is the second, Earth is the second, and I am the third. They are all arrogant and do things openly.

I think that the strength has reached its peak.

But he was sure.

Other financial groups definitely have hidden backgrounds as well.

Their Black Group has now become one of the top groups thanks to the times.

but.

Who knows what foundation those guys who have always been at the pinnacle of power still have?
Vampires are human too.

He would be scared too.

Now, in the whole California, the only person who truly understands the situation is probably the person in front of me.

This is the True Ancestor!

They are the most powerful group.

This kind of existence has its own unique reputation in every system.

Among vampires, he is called the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan; in the Church, he is called the incarnation of God; in the East, he is called the Human Immortal Martial Saint; in India, he is called the Living Buddha.

In the era when the elements of heaven and earth had not yet been extinguished, only the top saints in the Holy See could compete with it.

Not to mention this era.

Existences like this, whether from ancient times or now, have always stood firmly at the top, welded to the ceiling.

Just as he behaved.

Everyone was there just to let them watch the fun.

Everything is fleeting.

Maybe a hundred years later, when people think of this fight, they will just say, "It was just a little bit of wind and frost."

But for these big conglomerates.

If they take a step back at this point, huge resources will be lost to them.

Standing on top.

They can't retreat even a step.

If you retreat, you will never be able to stand up again.

At this moment, Song Feng looked down from the window and saw three familiar figures:

"I said I was going abroad to look for gold, but I didn't expect to end up in California. It's interesting. Times change always make sense."

"From the way they are dressed, it seems that they know who is good and who is bad. However, those people underground have not responded, so I will not interfere..."

Mamadi does have some connection with him, but it's just some connection.

The reason for everything lies in Mount Maoshan.

If among the three people present, there was one who was a true disciple of Maoshan, he would just give him some face.

At least if I have the chance to go underground in the future and meet those old masters, they won’t sigh every day and say something about the broken inheritance and poor incense.

But back then, Mamadi was not even considered among the true disciples, let alone the two registered disciples he accepted.

Especially the two disciples, they just broke out of the door and said they were going to mine.

He knows those old men.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that those old men appear to be very great and righteous in front of their disciples.

But they all have tempers.

He treats his apprentices with great care, but the same may not be true for others.

At least judging from the current situation.

I guess those old ghosts down there haven’t crossed the ocean to cast their gazes here.

Tut tut tut...

It would be better for him not to get involved in this matter. He might accidentally ruin the plans of those old guys.

As far as he knew, anyway.

Those old ghosts have extraordinary status in the underworld. As long as someone sets up an incense table and prays carefully, they can sense it.

Now, these three people have such a strong scent of incense, but no spiritual light emerges. This is clearly a sign that the ancestor has not yet arrived at the altar.

Or they don't care about it.

Or have other ideas.

Anyway, he won’t come over to play.

……

"Clang!"

The sound of golden swords clashing suddenly rang out.

The next moment, a very tall middle-aged man with a silver glow on his body was seen in one corner of the manor.

The light is very bright.

This silver light does not mean that he was wearing anything. On the contrary, he was not wearing the bright silver armor of other so-called knights.

Look at him like that.

The robe he was wearing was loose on his body and looked like an ordinary casual wear.

It's just that the material of the clothes is extraordinary.

There are also embroidered patterns.

One can tell at first glance that this must have been made by some great tailor.

Many company bosses may have some spare money, but they do not have such extraordinary background.

In this way, its identity can be recognized.

I guess it must be the so-called pure-blooded aristocracy, who are still proud and self-respecting amid the changing times.

next moment.

The silver light changed rapidly, and vaguely, there were some special silver-white lines all over his body, making him even more handsome.

It's so extraordinary under the night light.

It was as if he was the legendary Silver Saint, completely disrupting the originally quiet meeting place in an instant.

The next moment, a thunderous voice came out of his mouth, shaking the entire manor:

"Old Black, the Cardinal, and a few other old friends, don't just rest there, come out and meet each other!"

"You organized this grand gathering just to see how much strength we still have after our spiritual energy declined, didn't you?"

"Come on, let's have a real fight. It will also be a good opportunity for us pure-blood nobles to see how strong you are!"

(End of this chapter)