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Chapter 439 The blood race strikes, beat me!
Chapter 439 The blood race strikes, beat me!
Only then did he remember that after he left, that group of people had been brutally murdered.
Although Tucker felt very happy in his heart, people would still gossip if this kind of thing happened here.
The third elder stared at him suddenly, with a trace of sadness on his face, he looked up to the sky and sighed:
"My son, Jeb!"
His mood suddenly fell into a trough, and he seemed to be ten years older. Then he raised his head again, glared at Tucker and said:
"Did you bring this blood race here?! Tell me!"
When the old patriarch saw this, he quickly spoke to smooth things over and said:
"Third brother, it's a critical juncture, you should restrain yourself first, and we'll interrogate you after we're done!"
His meaning is very clear, now is not the time to talk about personal affairs, the overall situation should be the most important thing.
"Everyone pull out your teeth as soon as possible, we really need your efforts right now!"
Soon, everyone's emotions were mobilized again, and after a while, the teeth were collected into a plate.
Madema came to the old patriarch with the plate, and the latter was chanting strange spells, and the energy gathered in the surrounding people.
Boom!
There was a loud bang, and everyone was startled. A thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and there was another loud bang.
It's thundering!
Madema gently lifted the plate, muttering words, and then he opened his closed eyes, and black clouds appeared in the sky.
The sky suddenly darkened.
"Ow!"
There was a wolf howl, and everyone in the tribe focused their attention on the old patriarch. The latter's thin body seemed to be inflated, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He was about 1.6 meters tall, but in a few breaths, he suddenly became two meters tall!
The muscular contours all over his body seemed to be sculpted, and his clothes were directly torn apart. His eyes widened, and the pupils had already turned blood red.
At this time, in the forest, a group of black mist slowly rushed over, and a sound was heard in the mist:
"Long time no see, Lawrence!"
"Hmph, the mass didn't come, is it already in the coffin?"
The old patriarch suddenly exuded a strange aura, but this strangeness was only for those who were familiar with him. The werewolves present all felt that this aura was easier to get close to.
The black mist slowly shook and let out a heart-wrenching laughter:
"Hahahaha, Lawrence, don't you know what you are? The lifespan of our vampires is something you short-lived ghosts can covet?"
The old patriarch stared slightly, and an invisible wave passed over the werewolf tribe and blasted towards the black mist in the distance.
At this moment, the black mist began to stir, revealing the two figures inside.
One is the vampire Machel, who was sitting next to Mass earlier, with terrifying strength, and the other is caught by him, and it is the young man Jeb who played with Tucker earlier!
The three elders in the tribe were shocked immediately, and then their faces showed joy, but before the joy came, they realized the problem.
At this time, the old patriarch who was possessed by the ancestor was attacking the vampire, and this attack was bound to affect his own son!
"No, Patriarch, the one next to the blood race is my son!"
"Ok?"
The old patriarch frowned slightly, with a dissatisfied look on his face and said:
"My clan must get rid of the vampire clan first. Your son, what's wrong with making some sacrifices?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and a wave of extreme tearing energy swung towards Marchel not far away.
The latter didn't move, but threw Jeb forward. Immediately, Jeb was torn into pieces by the tearing energy.
Then, he spit out a mouthful of blood-red mist lightly, directly resisting the attack of tearing energy.
"Sleight of hand, Lawrence, use whatever tricks you have."
A smug smile appeared on Marchel's face, he never imagined that he could easily resist Lawrence's attack, which would have been an unbelievable thing back then.
But now, he does have the qualifications.
"Son, no!"
The face of the third elder once again showed a look of despair. This day, he experienced great sorrow and great joy and experienced great sorrow again. Even a strong man can't help being frustrated.
"Hmph, how long can you be rampant?"
The old patriarch's feet moved slightly, and the whole person quickly approached Ma Qier, within five meters in the blink of an eye.
This time, it was also a tearing energy. Compared with the last time, the energy this time was even more ferocious.
Machel was startled. He didn't expect that the ancestor of the werewolf was already possessed by someone else, but he could still exert stronger power.
He waved his hand quickly, and a bloody light curtain appeared in front of him, but this time, it didn't work.
Click!
A sound similar to glass shattering sounded, and the tearing energy passed through the blood-colored light curtain and blasted straight at Marchel.
The latter had begun to panic at this time. He squeezed the corners of his clothes nervously with his hands, and suddenly his face lit up with joy, and he quickly pulled off the cloak behind his back.
hum!
At this moment, the black cloak swelled crazily, and the powerful tearing energy splitting effect didn't work.
"Eh? I didn't expect that old guy from Mass would actually give you such a treasure. I'm really willing to give it up!"
Lawrence let out a slight snort, and then raised his hand in a grasping gesture. This time, he seemed to want to hold the cloak in his hand.
"Lawrence, don't even think about it!"
Machel also realized the former's action at this moment, and he quickly used his hands to wrap the cloak around himself, preparing to escape.
Unexpectedly, the cloak was still held tightly by Lawrence.
After several entanglements to no avail, Machel had no choice but to flee not far away.
"Old Ancestor, should you chase after him or not?"
Madema looked at this situation and suddenly became confused.
Judging from the performance of strength, Lawrence's combat power is far superior to this unknown vampire, but why did he not chase after the latter?
"Chasing them out, what should the people in the tribe do? You have to become stronger so that you won't be bullied."
Lawrence sighed lightly, handed the cloak in his hand to Madema, then looked at the third elder next to him and said:
"The situation is urgent. There is really no way to save your son, but I will not cut off the blood in the tribe. This drop of blood will choose its own master."
After he finished speaking, a drop of crystal-like blood appeared in his palm. After beating twice in his palm, it flew towards Tucker.
In the shocked eyes of everyone, this ray of light entered the latter's body.
As everyone knows, all of this was captured by a remote-controlled aircraft not far away.
Song Yan followed Song Zhan to the residence, and Han Jinlun inside was opening his laptop to browse information.
"Lying down? Is it comfortable?"
"Comfortable, so comfortable. It would be even better if there was your drink called Coke."
Han Jinlun's face was full of satisfaction, but he was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the door, only then did he realize that it was not Song Zhan who was speaking, but Song Yan.
The latter slowly came to him, and said with a smile on his face:
"I heard you want my weapons?"
"So what, if your people broke my weapon, you should pay me back!"
Han Jinlun swallowed, secretly cheering himself up in his heart, and said with firm eyes.
"Then why did I hear that you want to practice with weapons?"
With the same smile on Song Yan's face, he took out the Demon Blade from his pocket, patted it lightly on the table, and said.
"Then I didn't expect that my weapons would be broken by him? My white jade sword and my Qiankun Talisman are both broken. How can I deal with grandpa when I go back?"
Although Han Jinlun was talking, his eyes were fixed on the magic blade on the coffee table, full of longing.
"Then if you beat me, I'll give it to you."
(End of this chapter)
Only then did he remember that after he left, that group of people had been brutally murdered.
Although Tucker felt very happy in his heart, people would still gossip if this kind of thing happened here.
The third elder stared at him suddenly, with a trace of sadness on his face, he looked up to the sky and sighed:
"My son, Jeb!"
His mood suddenly fell into a trough, and he seemed to be ten years older. Then he raised his head again, glared at Tucker and said:
"Did you bring this blood race here?! Tell me!"
When the old patriarch saw this, he quickly spoke to smooth things over and said:
"Third brother, it's a critical juncture, you should restrain yourself first, and we'll interrogate you after we're done!"
His meaning is very clear, now is not the time to talk about personal affairs, the overall situation should be the most important thing.
"Everyone pull out your teeth as soon as possible, we really need your efforts right now!"
Soon, everyone's emotions were mobilized again, and after a while, the teeth were collected into a plate.
Madema came to the old patriarch with the plate, and the latter was chanting strange spells, and the energy gathered in the surrounding people.
Boom!
There was a loud bang, and everyone was startled. A thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and there was another loud bang.
It's thundering!
Madema gently lifted the plate, muttering words, and then he opened his closed eyes, and black clouds appeared in the sky.
The sky suddenly darkened.
"Ow!"
There was a wolf howl, and everyone in the tribe focused their attention on the old patriarch. The latter's thin body seemed to be inflated, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He was about 1.6 meters tall, but in a few breaths, he suddenly became two meters tall!
The muscular contours all over his body seemed to be sculpted, and his clothes were directly torn apart. His eyes widened, and the pupils had already turned blood red.
At this time, in the forest, a group of black mist slowly rushed over, and a sound was heard in the mist:
"Long time no see, Lawrence!"
"Hmph, the mass didn't come, is it already in the coffin?"
The old patriarch suddenly exuded a strange aura, but this strangeness was only for those who were familiar with him. The werewolves present all felt that this aura was easier to get close to.
The black mist slowly shook and let out a heart-wrenching laughter:
"Hahahaha, Lawrence, don't you know what you are? The lifespan of our vampires is something you short-lived ghosts can covet?"
The old patriarch stared slightly, and an invisible wave passed over the werewolf tribe and blasted towards the black mist in the distance.
At this moment, the black mist began to stir, revealing the two figures inside.
One is the vampire Machel, who was sitting next to Mass earlier, with terrifying strength, and the other is caught by him, and it is the young man Jeb who played with Tucker earlier!
The three elders in the tribe were shocked immediately, and then their faces showed joy, but before the joy came, they realized the problem.
At this time, the old patriarch who was possessed by the ancestor was attacking the vampire, and this attack was bound to affect his own son!
"No, Patriarch, the one next to the blood race is my son!"
"Ok?"
The old patriarch frowned slightly, with a dissatisfied look on his face and said:
"My clan must get rid of the vampire clan first. Your son, what's wrong with making some sacrifices?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and a wave of extreme tearing energy swung towards Marchel not far away.
The latter didn't move, but threw Jeb forward. Immediately, Jeb was torn into pieces by the tearing energy.
Then, he spit out a mouthful of blood-red mist lightly, directly resisting the attack of tearing energy.
"Sleight of hand, Lawrence, use whatever tricks you have."
A smug smile appeared on Marchel's face, he never imagined that he could easily resist Lawrence's attack, which would have been an unbelievable thing back then.
But now, he does have the qualifications.
"Son, no!"
The face of the third elder once again showed a look of despair. This day, he experienced great sorrow and great joy and experienced great sorrow again. Even a strong man can't help being frustrated.
"Hmph, how long can you be rampant?"
The old patriarch's feet moved slightly, and the whole person quickly approached Ma Qier, within five meters in the blink of an eye.
This time, it was also a tearing energy. Compared with the last time, the energy this time was even more ferocious.
Machel was startled. He didn't expect that the ancestor of the werewolf was already possessed by someone else, but he could still exert stronger power.
He waved his hand quickly, and a bloody light curtain appeared in front of him, but this time, it didn't work.
Click!
A sound similar to glass shattering sounded, and the tearing energy passed through the blood-colored light curtain and blasted straight at Marchel.
The latter had begun to panic at this time. He squeezed the corners of his clothes nervously with his hands, and suddenly his face lit up with joy, and he quickly pulled off the cloak behind his back.
hum!
At this moment, the black cloak swelled crazily, and the powerful tearing energy splitting effect didn't work.
"Eh? I didn't expect that old guy from Mass would actually give you such a treasure. I'm really willing to give it up!"
Lawrence let out a slight snort, and then raised his hand in a grasping gesture. This time, he seemed to want to hold the cloak in his hand.
"Lawrence, don't even think about it!"
Machel also realized the former's action at this moment, and he quickly used his hands to wrap the cloak around himself, preparing to escape.
Unexpectedly, the cloak was still held tightly by Lawrence.
After several entanglements to no avail, Machel had no choice but to flee not far away.
"Old Ancestor, should you chase after him or not?"
Madema looked at this situation and suddenly became confused.
Judging from the performance of strength, Lawrence's combat power is far superior to this unknown vampire, but why did he not chase after the latter?
"Chasing them out, what should the people in the tribe do? You have to become stronger so that you won't be bullied."
Lawrence sighed lightly, handed the cloak in his hand to Madema, then looked at the third elder next to him and said:
"The situation is urgent. There is really no way to save your son, but I will not cut off the blood in the tribe. This drop of blood will choose its own master."
After he finished speaking, a drop of crystal-like blood appeared in his palm. After beating twice in his palm, it flew towards Tucker.
In the shocked eyes of everyone, this ray of light entered the latter's body.
As everyone knows, all of this was captured by a remote-controlled aircraft not far away.
Song Yan followed Song Zhan to the residence, and Han Jinlun inside was opening his laptop to browse information.
"Lying down? Is it comfortable?"
"Comfortable, so comfortable. It would be even better if there was your drink called Coke."
Han Jinlun's face was full of satisfaction, but he was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the door, only then did he realize that it was not Song Zhan who was speaking, but Song Yan.
The latter slowly came to him, and said with a smile on his face:
"I heard you want my weapons?"
"So what, if your people broke my weapon, you should pay me back!"
Han Jinlun swallowed, secretly cheering himself up in his heart, and said with firm eyes.
"Then why did I hear that you want to practice with weapons?"
With the same smile on Song Yan's face, he took out the Demon Blade from his pocket, patted it lightly on the table, and said.
"Then I didn't expect that my weapons would be broken by him? My white jade sword and my Qiankun Talisman are both broken. How can I deal with grandpa when I go back?"
Although Han Jinlun was talking, his eyes were fixed on the magic blade on the coffee table, full of longing.
"Then if you beat me, I'll give it to you."
(End of this chapter)
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