The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 816

In the main city of Tucheng, after Ye Fei left the restaurant, he appeared in mid-air, bringing out a long rainbow, and soon appeared on the edge of the blood world, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

"Dracula, come out and meet me." Ye Fei's eyes were filled with coldness, and a voice of spiritual consciousness came out.

Not far ahead, the blood mist suddenly turned rolling, and a figure was vaguely condensed and formed in it. With a pale face and a blood-red cloak, it was undoubtedly the blood patriarch Dracula.

"Huaxia junior, you dare to appear in front of our clan!" Dracula suddenly showed an evil smile on his face after seeing Ye Fei.

As soon as the voice fell, a blood mist drifted past.

Dracula's figure was completely condensed, and the smell of blood around him became even stronger, and a powerful force swept over him at the same time.

"Why don't you dare, the Soul Emperor of Tucheng is in the mansion, let him come out to see me." Ye Fei's face remained normal, and the spiritual power in his body was secretly condensed. Since he came here, he might not be able to avoid a battle.

At the edge of the blood world ahead, Dracula smiled slightly when he heard this.

"Oh, Soul Emperor?"

"You have been swallowed by my family long ago, you are late." The smile on Dracula's face remained unchanged, and his aura became stronger and stronger, firmly locking the figure of the person in front.

Compared with when he was in the outside world, the aura of this blood patriarch is obviously much stronger, and the blood circle behind him gathers and does not disperse, which looks extremely amazing.

In the surrounding air, the invisible coercive force seemed to crush the air, and the range of the blood world behind was slowly expanding indistinctly.

"This power has surpassed the realm of the gods..." Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and the spiritual power in his body exploded, forming an invisible defensive barrier around his body.

The experts in the Western Martial Arts world really understand the second layer of this treasure house very well.

The strength of the Soul Emperor in Tucheng, relying on Dracula's strength, it is impossible to defeat him, presumably he used some special method to take the power of the Soul Emperor as his own.

"Patriarch Ye, you and I belong to the same clan leader, so why fight to the death."

"Surrender and this clan, the source of longevity can be divided into you, how do you feel?" Dracula still smiled on his face, stepped forward, looked at Ye Fei and said softly.

The speed of the extension of the blood world in the rear has obviously accelerated at this time, and it is about to cover the top of Ye Fei's head.

"Oh, it just so happens that Ye has the same idea."

"If you are willing to surrender to me, Ye Mou can leave your whole body in the treasure house of the Heavenly Palace." Ye Fei said calmly, and said slowly.

After he finished speaking, the thunder power all over his body flickered, and a thunder curtain appeared in the midair at the same time when he raised his hand, and the power of the thunder world was displayed to oppose the blood world.

The power of the two realms does not erupt with terrifying coercion, but in comparison, Dracula's blood realm is obviously stronger, and his hard power is much stronger than Ye Fei after all.

"Huaxia junior, you are courting death."

"Within the Tucheng, even the Dark Island Lindi might not be able to save you today." Dracula's complexion remained the same, and the strong blood energy around him began to surge out.

The next moment, blood-red tentacles stretched out of his body, like red lightning bolts.

In mid-air, the power of the blood world began to slowly devour the thunder world at the same time. As soon as the two fought against each other, Ye Fei was already at a disadvantage.

"Ice Realm, seal." Ye Fei shouted, and quickly made a formula in his palm.

Most of the battles of the powerhouses in the psychic state are fought with the power of the boundary veins. At this time, Ye Fei did not hesitate too much, and at this moment the power of the two boundary veins came out together.

In the middle of the air, the power of the two realms of ice and thunder stacked together, barely contending with the blood realm this time, and at the same time, Dracula's bloody tentacles were already approaching Ye Fei.

"Lianhua Sword, cut." Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and sword lights shot out one after another.

In front of the blood circle in front of him, a look of disdain flashed across Dracula's face at this moment. He hadn't used his full strength yet, and the person in front of him could only defend passively.

"Huaxia junior, this clan will give you one last chance."

"Surrender to my clan and stay in the Tucheng. I, Dracula, can promise you to help you deal with the people in the Dharma King's Palace, and the matter on the first floor of the treasure house. I think you also hate that evil wind to the bone."

Dracula was not in a hurry to make a move, but looked up at Ye Fei, and said with a smile.

Ye Fei couldn't help snorting when he heard the words, and the spiritual power in his body immediately circulated to the extreme.

This Dracula wanted to use his hand to compete with the Dharma King Palace, obviously in order to finally obtain the source of longevity for himself, how could Ye Fei not know.

At this time, in the distance behind the blood world, the Pope and the Lord of Judgment, leading the people of the Holy See, ambushed secretly in a tall building, and the scene in front of the blood world fell into their eyes at the same time.

"Damn it, Ye Fei is just so intolerable, the emperor thinks highly of him." Inside the tall building, the pope looked at the scene in front of the blood world, and the expression on his face was a little ugly.

From the fight between the two to the present, Ye Fei seemed to have no chance to fight back.

"My lord, the patriarch of the blood clan can control the power of the Soul Emperor of Tucheng. No matter how powerful that Chinese is, he will most likely be difficult to fight against." The judge beside him couldn't help but say.

Hearing this, the Pope nodded slightly, and couldn't help sighing secretly. If Ye Fei couldn't even break through Dracula's defense, the situation he wanted would be difficult for both sides to suffer.

In front of the mansion Blood Realm not far ahead, Ye Fei's eyes turned cold at this time, and a red glow flashed under his backhand.

"Mufeng, help me." The red fairy bamboo flute fell into his palm, and Ye Fei summoned the Soul Emperor with an extremely indifferent expression.

Before the words fell, a black shadow rushed out from the bamboo flute. This shadow had a ghostly face in green clothes, surrounded by vines, and the terrifying soul pressure could be said to have instantly suppressed the audience.

"Soul hunter?"

"No, this breath is..." Dracula in front of him changed his face slightly, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Facing the soul pressure of the Soul Emperor, he also had to temporarily avoid the edge at this moment.

In the high-rise building far behind, the pope and others showed excitement on their faces at the same time. This terrifying soul pressure has already surpassed the level of the supernatural power. It can be seen that Ye Fei must be prepared.

"Haha, haha, the emperor didn't see it clearly last time, but now I look at that little Ye Fei, the summoned soul slave is actually a soul emperor." The pope laughed loudly. The more likely people are to lose out.

At the same time, before Dracula could react in front of the blood circle of the mansion, a cyan vine turned into a stream of light, piercing his body instantly.

On the tall building in the rear, everyone in the Holy See couldn't take their eyes off it.

In front of the blood world, a gleam of light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he could feel that the aura of the person in front of him was slowly disappearing after being penetrated by the vines of Mufeng.

"Is he dead?" Ye Fei frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that it was not that simple.

Just as he was thinking, the figure of Dracula in front of him quickly collapsed, turning into a pool of blood, and finally disappeared slowly on the ground without leaving even a trace of breath.

The prestige of death has dissipated, but in the midair at this time, the terrifying blood world has not dissipated.

"Patriarch Ye, this clan admits that we have underestimated you, yet we were able to subdue a soul emperor, and this soul is the master of Wind City?" Dracula's voice came slowly from the blood world in front of him at this moment.

The blood mist in the midair became obviously stronger, and its power had already overwhelmed the power of Ye Fei's two realm veins.

"The one just now was just an incarnation of the blood world..." Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and he realized it instantly.

His figure stepped into the air at the same time, and the strength of Dracula was beyond Ye Fei's expectations. This person might be able to easily use the power of the Tucheng Soul Emperor.

Ye Fei just thought for a moment, and then a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he looked up at the blood world ahead.

"Dracula, Tucheng Soul Emperor, but in your hands?" Ye Fei did not answer the words of the blood patriarch, but asked rhetorically.

He needs the soul power of the Soul Emperor of Tucheng to fill the golden compass, and now he has been fighting for a long time, but he has not even seen the shadow of the Soul Emperor, which makes Ye Fei feel a little puzzled.

"Oh, it seems that he is really the Soul Emperor of Fengcheng."

"My family originally planned to go to the main city of Fengdu, but I didn't expect to send it to my door, Huaxia junior, I know your reason for coming, if you dare to step into the blood world, you will be able to see the soul emperor of Tucheng. "

In the blood world ahead, Dracula's laughter came, and the power of the blood world in midair had completely suppressed the power of Ye Fei's two major veins.

In mid-air, Ye Fei frowned slightly. It seemed that anyone who occupied the main city should know the secret of Xianrenqiao. That Dracula obviously also wanted to receive the Four Great Soul Emperors.

"Junior, dare to enter the boundary!" Dracula's voice was a little low at this moment, resounding like thunder.

Ye Fei stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head and looked forward, with a calm expression on his face.

At this time, not far behind, on the tall building, the expression on the pope's face became a little ugly again.

"If he enters the blood realm rashly, he will probably die. It is wise to attack outside." The pope focused his eyes on the blood realm, and could not help but whisper to himself at this time.

The battle between the two, only this level, is obviously far from enough for him.

And at this moment, in front of the blood circle in front of him, Ye Fei gave a low shout, which made the Pope's ugly expression turn livid in an instant.

"Why don't you dare." Ye Fei's momentum froze, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Without much hesitation, his figure turned into a streamer and charged into the blood realm.

"madness!"

"Ruling, the members of the Holy See obey orders. If Ye Fei doesn't come out within half an hour, we will join hands to break the formation." The Pope gritted his teeth and couldn't help shouting.

He didn't want Ye Fei to die like this, at least to seriously injure Dracula.

(End of this chapter)