God Killer

The two figures collided together, and then passed through each other, as if beings in two different spatial dimensions overlapped and merged.Neither of them touched each other.

Dracula's eyes were firm, and he didn't stop for a moment. He rushed towards the roster suspended in the air like a long snake. His goal was clear, which was the roster. If he destroyed the roster, he would destroy Zheng Xian's 200 million army , now there are as many as [-] to [-] blood races here, and they can completely reverse the defeat.

By destroying the roster, he can light a torch for the future of the blood clan.

Seeing that he was about to touch the roster, a pair of big hands appeared behind him. These big hands devoured Dracula like black holes, and kept grabbing Dracula's body, pulling Dracula firmly. Well, Dracula's finger is only five centimeters away from the register, as long as he touches that register, he is confident in destroying the register, even with all his life and blood power.

However, there is an unbridgeable gap of five centimeters between him and the roster.

Dracula showed an expression of unwillingness and despair. He opened his mouth, but because of the movement of his mouth and throat, it turned into billowing blood mist, and he couldn't make any sound at all.

The big hand that was only grasping Dracula's body now only held the blood-red mist in his hand.

Dracula turned his head to look at Zheng Xian with a look of resentment, and his physical body collapsed and he said: "If you ruin my blood race, you will never have peace! All the blood races in the world will become your nightmare!"

Zheng Xian gave a gloomy smile, those big hands stirred violently like chopsticks, Dracula's body burst into a cloud of mist, and was stirred into a cloud of blood-red mist.

Unexpectedly by Zheng Xian, countless streamers of light suddenly drilled out of this blood-red mist, scattered towards all parts of the world, and countless big hands grabbed the rushing streamer like a sky full of stars, but they were finally escaped Three or five.

Zheng Xian was very curious, put the streamer in front of his eyes, and watched it with his thoughts, then he smiled dismissively, crushed it, and didn't care about the three or five escaped streamers.

These streamers are nothing extraordinary. Dracula used his last blood power to condense a wanted warrant, calling on all the blood races in the world to chase and kill him. Zheng Xian has his face on it, as well as him. The 'evil' things that Zheng did first.

In Zheng Xian's view, this should be called a commendation letter.

Zheng Xian is a typical person who doesn't bite when there are too many lice. Now that he has no place to stand in the immortal and mortal realms, he is afraid that one more blood will come to chase him down?

Dracula's empty old-fashioned suit full of nostalgia slowly fell from the air, and disappeared in the mud in an instant, which seemed to herald the end of a life or even an era.

At this moment, a figure had just sneaked into the tap water company. The tap water here supplies most of the city. Once the water source is polluted, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhang Ke'er suddenly felt a heart-piercing sting, and suddenly looked back at the direction she came from, her whole body seemed to be hollowed out, her blood couldn't stop boiling, burning her skin like a ghost, However, the boiling flame-like blood suddenly came out of Zhang Ke'er's blood vessels, and Zhang Ke'er's skin began to recover quickly.

That blood was the purest blood that Dracula injected into her body at the beginning. This blood rolled endlessly in front of Zhang Ke'er, and finally condensed into Dracula's head. He was ruthless, replaced by a ray of tenderness, and looked at Zhang Ke'er with gentle eyes, and said like a gentleman in the middle ages: "My dearest girl, I have expected that one day I will leave you , I originally thought that this day would be so long that the world would die together, but I didn't expect it to come so easily, which caught me off guard."

"I have always thought that I have endless time and an inexhaustible life, so I have been pursuing things in the future, but I don't care about everything around me. I regard you as my bride, but unexpectedly It is such a stupid decision to wait until the blood race is prosperous to marry you. If time can be turned back, I am willing to hold you in my arms and stay with you from the first moment I saw you Together."

"As a person who has experienced it, I advise you that life is perishable, cherish the present, even for those of us blood races who have seemingly inexhaustible lives. Looking back now, thousands of years are just a snap of your fingers. I have revenge for me, the person who killed me has the whole blood clan to hunt down and kill me, you are not missing, live well, the happiness in front of you is more cherished than the persistence in the sea of ​​​​blood and hatred, goodbye, no, farewell to my fiancée. "

When the last sentence was finished, the ball of blood fell to the ground like drizzle and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Ke'er stretched out her hand to grab it, but only caught a few drops of blood, and then even the blood disappeared.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

A hissing roar resounded fiercely in the water company...

Zheng Xian's temple throbbed a few times. He pressed his head with one hand, and blood flowed out from his forehead. A line of blood formed a word on Zheng Xian's forehead. It must have been completely in half.

I have to say that Dracula is a difficult opponent he has encountered, but it is not because of the strength of the opponent. With Zheng Xian's current cultivation base and magic weapon, Zheng Xian has countless ways to kill him, which makes Zheng Xian feel powerful What is more important is the opponent's firm will, and the ruthlessness that will not give up until the goal is achieved. Even if he is about to die, he still insists on destroying the roster. If such an opponent has a higher level of cultivation, or possesses some powerful magic weapon, it is absolutely difficult to deal with .

The recovery speed of Zheng Xian's body was far faster than that of ordinary people, and the cracks on his head were healed in a blink of an eye.But at this time, Zheng Xian's face was already pale, and the consumption was really excessive.

Zheng Xian took out a vitality capsule, threw it directly into his mouth and crushed it. His shaved body began to squirm continuously, and root-like muscle fibers were drilled out of it. These muscle fibers continued to grow like vines. Wandering, constantly joining together and growing rapidly.

The blood clans around had completely become Zheng Xian's favorites.

Two million Yin ghosts are rampant everywhere, like locusts overwhelming the sky, and those blood races are crops in patches. Groups of Yin ghosts flock to wrap up each blood race. When the ghosts disperse, those blood races have already It disappeared without a trace, and became a delicacy in the mouths of these ghosts.

Seeing this scene, all the Godhunters and Annihilation Warriors couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines. If they encountered such a ghost, how would they deal with it?There is only one method in their minds, that is to run away immediately after shooting out the two charged particle cannons, run as fast as you can, and you will be picked if you can survive!

This is a battle that they can't participate in at all, and it's a one-man show that belongs to Zheng Xian alone.

But after Zheng Xian took control of the situation, he collected 200 million ghosts.

Although this roster is easy to use, Zheng Xian also found that these Yin ghosts consume a lot. When Zheng Xian got this roster, there were as many as 250 million Yin ghosts in it. Later, Zheng Xian invested tens of thousands into the magic mirror of the swamp. Among them, tens of thousands were invested into the altar hell, which added up to only a hundred thousand, but now there are only about 210 million ghosts left in the roster, that is to say, he Zheng Xian used the roster two or three times. , that is, the number of ghosts on the roster has decreased by as much as 30.

This consumption is too great. Although the roster is relatively easy to obtain, Zheng Xian is still reluctant to spend so much.

Zheng Xian took control of the situation and put away the ghosts on the roster. This treasure, Zheng Xian, had to study it carefully when he had time. Where did the ghosts in it go? Zheng Xian used the roster a few times, but Adding up, the number of ghosts killed will never reach 30. This thing is consumed too quickly, and there must be some special skills in it.

After taking over the ghosts, there are still [-] to [-] blood races left, but at this time these blood races have been terrified, and some of them have been severely injured. There is no second Dracula here, and no one can kill these blood races again. Gathering together to form an attack force, these blood races could only run around. Zheng Xian turned his head to look at the annihilation warriors who stood there blankly, the hunters and the reserve soldiers. He opened his mouth to remind them that Zheng Xian's gaze was an order to them, and these soldiers were screaming and chasing and killing those blood races.

Standing behind Mr. Zheng are the Annihilation Warriors and Godhunters who survived before. At this time, there are only 200 of the more than 33 Annihilation Warriors. The last guy who wiped out soldiers in the company, this guy should be called the senior by them.

Zheng Xian turned his head, and that face was just like what they had seen in the wanted information, with a pair of slender eyes far beyond ordinary people.

"Hurry up and train well. Next, this world will enter hell mode. If you want to live and don't want to be a slave, you can't waste a second!" After Zheng Xian finished speaking this inexplicable sentence, he turned and left. The things I have done have been completed, I got what I wanted, I found the person I was looking for, and I saved a bunch of enemies by the way, this trip is considered complete.

An annihilating soldier behind Zheng Xian suddenly shouted: "Zheng Xian, do you want to leave like this?"

Zheng Xian couldn't help turning his head back when he heard the words, Zheng Xian's eyes were cold and cold at this time, "You want to keep me?" If you don't mind killing people, he can save people as well as kill people. He treats his younger generation Zheng Xian with a good heart, but when it comes to dealing with enemies, Zheng Xian would just go for it!