Peerless Master with Super Vision

"You, what do you mean?"

The head of clan Xuyuan's expression stagnated fiercely. Before he could react, the next moment, I saw that suzad's old and wrinkled face began to twist and deform rapidly. Soon, a terrible figure with green face and fangs suddenly drilled out from above suzad's head and rushed towards the head of clan Xuyuan!

"No!!"

Seeing this scene, Xuyuan Jifeng instantly understood what the other party wanted to do. It was clear that he wanted to refine him into a soul carrier and replace him!

At this time, if Xuyuan Jifeng is not injured, with his strength in the early days of apocalypse, it is not difficult to avoid the attack of suzad, who is also in the early days of apocalypse, but the helpless thing is... His injury is too serious, and suzad is standing less than two meters away from him.

In this case, he didn't even have time to cry out for help. He could only look at the other party getting closer... Closer... Finally

Poof!

With a slight, sneezing sound, the figure of green faced fangs disappeared into Xuyuan Jifeng's body. Then, Xuyuan Jifeng turned his eyes up and his body began to tremble violently. This situation lasted for almost 20 seconds.

Xuyuan Jifeng finally stopped shaking, and the color of despair on his face gradually disappeared. Instead, he put on a disgusting smile, "Jie Jie... He is worthy of being the head of the hidden family. His body is really much stronger than ordinary people."

Suzad looked at her new body proudly. Then, with a big hand, she put the previous body away directly.

After all this, suzad quickly adjusted her expression to the chilly inherent in Xuyuan Jifeng, then quickly sat down at her desk and began to digest Xuyuan Jifeng's memory.

With the continuous digestion of memory, a touch of surprise suddenly appeared on her face, but this surprise was soon replaced by strong greed.

"Super cell phone? Interesting..."

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In the evening, the ancient town of dekula in the United States.

Dark clouds cover the afterglow of the sunset and add a sense of desolation to this dilapidated old town.

At this time, a figure was walking towards the famous ghost town. Looking at it in a fairly bright light, he saw that the comer was a tight young man in his thirties, pale and covered with a black cloak.

The man kept walking forward, with dark eyes, staring at the only entrance to the town and the stone arch in front of the street. He was expressionless from beginning to end.

When he came near the stone arch, the man suddenly stopped, stretched out his dry right hand and gently stroked it on the stone arch. His eyes fell into confusion, as if... He was remembering something.

"Hum."

After a long time, the man finally stopped touching and continued to walk towards the town with a light hum.

Dada

The sound of the impact between the sole and the stone surface instantly broke the tranquility of the town, and the man's expression also changed a little at this moment. The expression gradually became a little angry, and the cold killing intention gradually flashed in his eyes!

"My God! Yes, Count Dracula! What's going on?"

At the moment the man stepped into the town, a startling voice suddenly came from an abandoned shop on both sides of the town. When he heard the sound, Dracula narrowed her eyes slightly, and then stretched out her hand fiercely to grasp and drag in the direction of the sound.

Plop!

With his movements, a young man in a black cloak appeared out of thin air and knelt in front of him. His purple eyes were full of incredible.

"Lord count, you, aren't you recuperating in the bedroom? Why..."

"Tell me where the villain of dunsa is now."

Dracula interrupted the man and asked in a deep voice.

"Back to the count, Lord dunsa, he went out a few days ago. As for where he is now, the villain is not very clear." hearing the speech, the man quickly put away his doubts and answered truthfully.

"So the villain is not in the clan now?" Dracula raised her eyebrow.

"Villains dare not lie."

"Hum, good."

After listening to the man's answer, Dracula showed a cold smile on her face, and then waved her big hand, "go and inform all senior blood families that this seat is back, and let them come here to see this seat immediately!"

"Yes, villain, go now."

After receiving the order, the man dared not hesitate. After giving a respectful answer, he turned and ran in the direction of the underground palace

Soon, the news of Count Dracula's return spread all over the senior level of the blood clan, causing a great shock. Just a minute later, dozens of senior blood clans hurried to the streets of the town. Not far away, Count Dracula's familiar and slightly unfamiliar figure looked different.

There was shock, there was panic... But more, there was excitement.

Thousands of years! A whole thousand years! Their Count Dracula is finally back!

"My subordinates pay a visit to the count."

After the excitement, everyone stepped forward in awe and knelt down on one knee to greet Dracula.

At this time, looking at a group of senior blood clans kneeling in front of him, Dracula had no joy or sorrow on his face and did not make any response. After sweeping his eyes one by one from the faces of the crowd, he soon locked one of the bald young people who looked a little strange, and immediately walked forward and asked, "little guy, what's your name?"

When he heard the question, the body of the bald young man obviously trembled, and a thick color of panic appeared in his blood red eyes. He hesitated and replied, "back, back, Lord count. His subordinate's name is Stephen. Yes, he is the son of your old subordinate Akol."

"Cole?"

Dracula frowned slightly, as if she was trying to search for the memory of Cole in her mind.

"Oh... Remember."

Soon, Dracula finally remembered that he had an old subordinate named Akol. He saved the other party's life in the war for thousands of years, but... He died later because he was seriously injured.

Thinking of this, Dracula turned her eyes to Stephen again and said with a smile: "since you are the son of Akol, you should be happy to see this seat. But from you, why does this seat smell a smell of fear? Say! What are you afraid of?!"

Speaking of the last sentence, Dracula's tone suddenly turned cold. At the same time, a bloody smell full of killing opportunities gushed out of his body, frightening Stephen close to him to almost sit on the ground.