vampire king

"Are you really going to assassinate that purebred of the Lexenbra tribe?" Zhang Xiaofeng was flying in mid-air alone, while Hughes in his mind asked seriously.

"That's natural, I've already set off," Zhang Xiaofeng replied naturally when he heard what Hughes said.

"However, from the point of view of our blood race, the purebred of the Lexenbra clan did not make a mistake at all..." Hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's answer, Hughes explained lightly, "Besides, you, a purebred of the Bruhe clan, are now going to assassinate a purebred of the Lexenbra clan. If this matter is exposed, it will have a great impact on the blood clan... "."

"Don't you think that with my strength, I will be exposed just to deal with some sixth-level powerhouses?", hearing Hughes' words, Zhang Xiaofeng said calmly.

"However, it is always bad to do so among pure blood races..." Hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's answer, Prince Hughes still objected. Obviously, thousands of years of pure blood For blood races, the blood rules are already deeply rooted in his heart. Although he can defy many rules by virtue of his powerful strength, things like this kind of cannibalism between pure blood races have indeed touched Hughes. The bottom line in his heart is that not only will he not help Zhang Xiaofeng, but he will even hold opposing opinions.

"Why, do you want to stop me?" Obviously understanding the meaning of Hughes' words, the flying Zhang Xiaofeng stopped in mid-air, and asked solemnly and seriously towards Prince Hughes in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Although due to our friendship and my identity, I can ignore many of the blood rules of the blood race, but it is the first blood rule of the blood race that does not allow the purebreds of the blood race to kill each other, which is of great significance. Last time you After the blood dinner, I didn't say anything to kill the purebred of the Giovanni clan. After all, you helped the blood clan eradicate some scum last time, but this time, you shouldn't kill that Lesen The purebred of the Bra tribe, because from the point of view of the vampire, the purebred of the Lexenbra tribe did not make any mistakes at all. As vampires, it is normal for us to suck blood. I committed a bloody crime because of my personal friendship... ".

"Blood rules," Zhang Xiaofeng smiled disdainfully when he heard Hughes' words, "You should understand very well that I am just a blood clan who became a monk halfway, yes, that's right, although I never regarded myself as a A good person, but in my heart, the friendship of companions is far more important than the so-called cold blood rules, I do things, I don’t care about the so-called rules, but I hope that I will not regret it in the future,,, ".

"But I hope I don't regret it in the future," Hughes's soul fluctuated instantly when he heard Zhang Xiaofeng's words, and after a long silence, he murmured, "Don't care about the cold blood. But I hope I won’t regret it in the future, if I had the courage back then, she wouldn’t have died back then, it’s my fault... ".

"Hey..." Hearing Hughes' murmured words, Zhang Xiaofeng also sighed helplessly in his heart. Zhang Xiaofeng also knew what he had thought of, but he couldn't get his mouth on this kind of thing, so he had to rely on him. Figured it out myself.

The bat wings on the back vibrated quickly, and flew towards the direction of the Lesenbula tribe, but Hughes was silent and didn't speak anymore, as if he didn't care about Zhang Xiaofeng's behavior .

Half a blood-red waning moon slowly rose into the bright starry sky. In a cathedral in France, four vampires, three werewolves and two dark mages flew towards them quickly. , the strength of eight sixth-level powerhouses, and one of the vampires is a marquis-level five-level powerhouse, who is the purebred of the Lesenbra tribe that Mono wants to kill, and is also a Lesenbra tribe The only child of the parents.

"Uncle Bout, let's raze this place to the ground today..." Looking at the hall below filled with a holy atmosphere, the purebred of the Lexenbra race, Roas Lexenbra is seriously full of Excited and murderous, he said that the thing full of holiness is what Roas Lesambra hates the most, and the most hated thing is right in front of him, so what should we do, it is naturally destroyed.

"Well, let's go on a killing spree today..." Hearing the words of his young master, Roas Lesenbra, one of the duke-level old blood respectfully said, while speaking, There was a trace of excitement in the depths of his eyes.

"That's right, the fiery blood in the bodies of those priests is really impatient..." Immediately afterwards, another old duke-level blood clan also said excitedly, the fanatical The expression made people tremble slightly.

"Hey...hey...", the four blood races all smiled slyly. If there were others around, they would definitely be scared to death, while the other two dark mages and three werewolves, But he looked enviously at the four vampires, how nice they were to suck blood for a living. When the Battle of the Covenant started, they could take advantage of the battle to drink the blood of the priests and increase their cultivation speed.

"Okay, don't talk so much, kill it..." Looking at the vampires here, it seems that there is no end to the chat, several wolf king-level werewolves shouted impatiently , "I can't help but want to kill the bodies of those priests. Think about it, how wonderful it is to tear their bodies apart abruptly."

"Ancient dark gods, please abide by the ancient contract..." However, at this time, the remaining two dark magisters did not say much like the vampires and werewolves. Instead, he chanted a profound dark magic spell on his own.

"Kill,,,", the first strike is the best, and the second is to suffer. The vampires are for their own delicious blood, while the werewolves urgently need to find some priests to vent their bloodthirsty desires. Rushing down, six level [-] powerhouses and one level [-] powerhouse can easily destroy a cathedral of the Holy See. The battle of the covenant is like this, to eradicate each other power.

A cathedral with only four or five level [-] powerhouses, under the attack of eight level [-] powerhouses and a monster with the strength of a level [-] powerhouse, is like a weak girl facing a few strong men Usually, you can only close your eyes and split your legs as if resigning to your fate, letting the other party ravage you to your heart's content.

The tragic massacre was almost a one-sided situation. The terrifying black magic of the two dark magisters was thrown down one by one, while the other seven strong men with sixth-level strength were in the cathedral. A brutal massacre ensues.

Roars, screams, explosions, intertwined into a symphony of killing, flames, thunder and lightning, magic wind, and holy sword energy and light, formed a tragic picture, killing, fighting, human nature from ancient times to the present Bad roots, whether it is the most ordinary commoner, or a strong man who has been shaken by thousands of years of cultivation, the bad roots of killing have not changed in the slightest.

The blood-red waning moon above the sky seemed to be unable to bear to see the human tragedy below, and hid behind the dark clouds. The vampire, known for his speed, was like a tiger entering a sheep among the crowd of priests The group started their frenzied massacre, and the werewolves, because they had the melee ability, were better than the vampires in melee, and they naturally killed three in three out of the crowd of clergymen.

Several strong vampires and werewolves formed a terrifying sharp blade and plowed it over and over again in the cathedral like plowing land, and those priests, in front of these six-level strong men, However, there were heavy casualties and blood and flesh flying...

The claws of the vampire and the steel claws of the werewolf are like a meat shredder. One after another, the clergy were torn apart in front of this meat shredder, and blood, flesh and broken bones splashed everywhere. The holy cathedral is simply a purgatory on earth at this moment. Blood-red minced meat and blood are all over the floor and walls of the church. It doesn't look like a holy cathedral at all.

"Dirty guys, how dare you act wild in the cathedral..." At this moment, suddenly, a rough male voice resounded angrily, and that angry voice, like rolling spring thunder, resounded throughout The entire sky, let everyone be affected by this breath.

"What...", everyone in the cathedral was taken aback when they heard this voice, and they all involuntarily looked towards the source of the voice. When they saw the person coming, the faces of everyone in the Dark Association turned pale instantly. On the contrary, those The faces of the clergymen were overjoyed.

I saw a man wearing milky white armor and carrying a silver cross sword on his back, walking over from the sky. Every step spanned a hundred meters, a short distance of a few thousand meters. In less than a dozen steps, he had already walked over, bursts of strong holy power surged from his body, and in front of this man, all members of the Diablo Association felt a burst of instinctive fear from the depths of their souls .

"This aura...could it be..." Looking at the man who appeared, the hearts of the members of the Dark Association present all tightened up, as if they had thought of something, their faces changed drastically secretly.

At the same time, among the few remaining clergymen, a knight-level clergyman recognized the person, and shouted with joy on his face: "Master Ropa Holy Knight, you came just in time! ah......".

"Holy knight," upon hearing the words of that knight among the clergymen, the members of the Dark Association all sank in their hearts. Is it true? The guess is correct. This man is indeed a holy knight of a seventh-level powerhouse. ,