The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 443 Blood Clan Girls Are Not To Be Messed with 37
Blood Altar.

When Aya Lisa arrived, it was already in ruins, and there were traces of the war as far as the eye could see.

Only the round platform part of the central sacrifice is still intact.

There are four crystal pillars standing around the altar, each of which projects a ray of light, converging at the center of the altar.

On both sides of the altar, human blood hunters and blood races each hold a side, with a clear lineup.Both sides suffered heavy casualties and stopped for a while.

Oddly, the light beams on the altar don't seem quite right...

"boom--"

The energy explosion made a loud noise, and the entire sky was dyed white for a moment!

altar...

Aiya Lisa's eyes widened, and her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief!

She flew over quickly, wanting to check the crystal pillar that powers the blood race world.However, as soon as she landed, she paused...

A sword was placed around her neck from behind!
Aiyalisa couldn't see the person behind her, so she had to test: "Excuse me, is your Excellency..."

"You are not qualified to know."

The girl's clear and beautiful voice sounded, with some arrogance and arrogance in her words.

system:【……】

Unexpectedly, the host also has the legendary second disease.

As soon as the voice came out, Aiyalisa felt a little familiar, and after thinking about it for a while, she remembered it in an instant!

"It's you!"

Oh, did she guess it?

Yin Ran'er had a small face, expressionless, the sword moved down, and there was a jerk in his hand!
brake!
The sound of swords piercing flesh...

"you know too much."

Hearing this, Alyssa smiled mockingly and contemptuously: "Do you think you can kill me like this..."

The wounds of the blood race will heal automatically, and the speed is very fast.Except for the silverware specially made to deal with the vampires, other weapons are useless at all.

Aiya Lisa pulled out the sword pierced into her heart without hesitation, and turned around to attack Yin Ran'er.

However, as soon as the sword was pulled out, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, and the smell of blood welled up...

"puff…"

Yin Ran'er looked at her coldly, even afraid of being splashed, so she took a step back to distance herself.

"How could...you!"

"Well, coincidentally, it's made of silver."

"...""

Aiya Lisa fell down, and Yin Ran'er felt that she might not be dead. After thinking about it, she went up and made another blow.

In the end, the corpse turned into powder and disappeared.

System: […] Desperate! !

A prince died like this, so casually...

The human blood hunters and blood races below the altar, seeing this change, all tacitly kept silent, and the venue was completely silent...

The girl jumped off the altar with her sword in hand, walked towards the blood clan step by step, and shook the blood on it casually.

This scene looks like a killing god possessed.

The human blood hunters were all overjoyed, thinking that Yin Ran'er was helping them kill the blood race.

In the end, she walked up to the blood race and asked something, then frowned, turned and walked towards them!

Human Blood Hunt: "!!!"

"Where is the spirit staff?" Yin Ran'er asked seriously.

The previous puppet, at a glance, knew that it had a deep grudge against the blood race.The vampires said just now that the spirit staff was stolen, so it was likely that the puppet took it and handed it over to this group of human blood hunters.

"I don't know." The leader of Bloodhunter naturally wouldn't say it, even if he knew it, he couldn't say it.

brake!
A blood hunter next to him suddenly fell down and turned into powder.

Yin Ran'er looked at him calmly, poked the sword in his hand twice on the ground, and said slowly, "I'll think about it before I speak."

"Really... I don't know, we haven't seen any spirit sticks at all!"

The leader Blood Hunter refused to let go, and the result in exchange was that two people around him were stabbed to death again.

Yin Ran'er played with the hilt of the sword, and casually held a beautiful sword flower, as if she didn't care: "Last chance."

(End of this chapter)