At this moment, time seemed to have stood still, so much so that the Nine Dukes and the Gal Wolf King forgot to breathe. Their ten pairs of eyes were staring at Earl Aite on the ground, as if they were wooden sculptures!

Only Zhao Fan and Chen Chun'er looked at each other and smiled, then sat back on their chairs casually, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

After a minute, the nine great Dukes moved at the same time and jumped around the body of Earl Aite. Among them, Duke Nicholas squatted down and put his hand on the arm of the corpse. After a moment, he thought carefully and fearfully.

Said: "He is dead, but the blood energy is intact and not missing at all. Although the facts are before us, we can't believe it is true!"

"Oh my God!"

"How did Jiangzhou Wuzun do it?"

"If you don't keep your word to him, will God really kill you?!"

"I bought it..."

The nine Dukes swallowed their saliva in unison, and immediately, all their eyes were focused on the face of the Chinese young man, looking into a pair of eyes as vast as the stars, but they could not see the depth of the other person at all.

"Don't you believe it, sir?"

Zhao Fan spread his hands and said calmly: "I wonder which Duke would like to experience it for himself. That should be convincing."

"Oh~ no!"

"Hell, China is so vast and rich in resources, and it has been passed down for five thousand years. God is so unfair."

"Jiangzhou Wu Zun, keep your mysterious method in your hands. When His Highness Williams comes, let him try it."

…

When the Ninth Duke heard that he was being asked to try it, he immediately became as cowardly as a little lamb. Who would be so stupid as to seek death?

"Then when will your prince be invited to come out?" Zhao Fan had a look of impatience on his eyebrows.

"Dear Jiangzhou Wu Zun, our Chinese friend of the blood clan, please wait a moment." Duke Nicholas' posture was extremely low.

"Why?" Zhao Fan frowned.

Duke Lux smiled apologetically and said: "If you ask His Highness Williams, you need to do it after the twelfth stroke of midnight. Otherwise, he will be irrational and will kill whoever he meets. Once, our blood clan had ten great dukes. Now,

The reason why one person is missing is precisely because he committed a taboo in advance that day and was killed indiscriminately by His Highness Williams and sucked into dried meat..."

"Okay." Zhao Fan yawned and closed his eyes casually, "Okay, call me."

The nine great dukes nodded one after another, and no one dared to look at Chen Chun'er like that.

Zhao Fan was already the embodiment of terror in the eyes of the nine great dukes. Not only that, even the Garwolf King had retreated in his heart, wondering if the blood clan would have laid the foundation for disaster if they chose him. After all, it was the one who had been offended.

Jiangzhou Wu Zun is incredible and cannot be guessed by common sense!

This is a powerful symbol. One person, alone in the west, in the castle of a Duke of the Blood Clan, faced nine Dukes and a Wolf King at the same time, but shocked the whole audience!

The weak can be bullied by others, but the strong dominate the world. No matter where they are, they are fearless!

Next, the Nine Dukes became cautious, fearing that they might offend Jiangzhou Wu Zun and cause undue disaster, while King Gallang sat there without saying a word, drinking sullenly...

Unknowingly, midnight falls in the west of the human world, while in the east, it is daytime on the contrary.

At this moment, the ancient big clock hanging on the wall rang for the first time, "Dong..."

The sound came from far away and spread throughout the ancient castle. On the trees outside, the black crows also echoed the mournful cries.

"Jiangzhou Wu Zun, midnight has arrived." Prince Nicholas said in a low voice.

"Um……"

Zhao Fan opened his eyes, and without caring about his image, he stretched out as if no one else was around, "I haven't had enough sleep yet."

The Nine Dukes didn't know what to say, so they had no choice but to laugh.

The big clock rang again and again.

Finally, the twelfth blow fell into everyone's ears.

At the same time, the nine great dukes stood up at the same time, their eyes becoming extremely pious. They came to the open space not far from the table, and stood in a rectangle like a military formation, leaving a three-meter wide and long rectangle in the middle.

Seven meters of open space.

Zhao Fan, Chen Chuner, and Gal Wolf King looked at this scene with different thoughts.

"The great His Highness Williams, your subjects, look forward to your return..."

The nine great dukes chanted the incantation in unison, which lasted for a full three minutes, and then closed their mouths at the same time. They turned inwards, staring at the open space in the middle, while their hands kept rising and falling, as if in worship.

The next moment.

Rich blood surged in the open space, like an invisible bathtub filled with boiling blood.

after.

The boiling blood began to condense, and after about half a minute, it turned into a large bloody coffin.

It is worth mentioning that the coffin is not an Eastern one, but a Western one, wide at the top and pressed at the bottom.

The coffin is suspended in the air ten centimeters above the ground.

Each of the nine Dukes stretched out a hand and stroked its edge. Their fingertips were filled with blood and sank into the coffin.

Just as he retracted his hand, the coffin shuddered, and the lid suddenly opened on its own, and inside lay a handsome man wearing a black robe. He looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with deep eye sockets.

, the high nose bridge is impeccable.

The nine great dukes knelt on the ground one after another, "Welcome to His Royal Highness!"

The voice fell.

Prince Williams in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at them with soft and melancholy eyes, "Nicholas, Lux... all nine of you are here? Could it be that something big happened to our vampire clan?"

His voice was as old as the hoarse friction of an old tree when it is blown by the wind. It was also like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other, making the ears feel very uncomfortable.

"It's a big deal, but a great thing."

The nine great princes headed by Duke Nicholas stood up and stood respectfully around the coffin. He explained the intentions of King Gallang and Jiangzhou Wu Zun without missing anything.

"The skull of God was stolen by a priest from the Holy See of Light, and then it fell into the hands of the little black wolf Garna?"

When Williams was halfway through listening, the unfamiliar words Jiangzhou Wuzun fell into his ears. He asked doubtfully: "Who is Jiangzhou Wuzun? I don't remember that there is such a person in China."

"Your Majesty the Prince." Duke Lux leaned in front of the coffin and reported in a low voice: "It has been five years since you last appeared, and at the end of summer last year, the distant China rose.

He created a peerless genius, named him the Martial Lord of Jiangzhou, and even killed the Guardian God of the Demon City. Now, I suspect that he has reached the highest level you are at, the Holy Realm!"

"Jiangzhou Wu Zun."

Williams narrowed his sapphire eyes, "Then his purpose is..."

"It's the same as King Garwolf's, but the method is very different." Duke Nicholas explained in detail the two methods displayed by the other party.

"So...I know."

As Williams said this, he stood up in the coffin, raised his feet and landed gracefully like a prince. He looked at the Chinese men and women and the Gal Wolf King on the dining table, and smiled softly.

In the moment, the horrible power permeated by it.

The King of Garl Wolf feels like being pressed by a huge stone. If he wants to hold it difficult, he can not fall, but his feet are caught on the ground.

I can't move.

The Nine Dukes were not affected, and they praised: "His Royal Highness Prince is as deep as the Pacific Ocean!"

But then they were dazzling.

Because Jiangzhou Wuzun and his sisters are still sitting on the chair as soon as possible, they are relaxed and comfortable, as if they are not in the prestige of His Royal Highness, but in the flowers and flowers of the wind and the sun. There is no mess with the hair ...

Mowing

Holy Realm level!

Not only Jiangzhou Wuzun, his sister and sister are definitely a holy realm!

Crazy ...

The breathing of the Nine Dukes became anxious. In advance, it was only to speculate that Jiangzhou Wuzun entered the sanctuary. How can you know that the two sages come together at once?

Is it naive to care for Huaxia's extraordinary world?

Williams has a sinking heart, and the nine idiots in secret, just talk to each other directly about cooperating with the other party. If you have to ask for your own dry hair, if it is conflict, you will be out of control!

"Gal, go back, I choose to cooperate with Jiangzhou Wuzun."

Williams converged with a sense of oppressive sense, and said saltyly: "I choose to cooperate with Jiangzhou Wuzun."

The pressure of the body of the Gar Wolf suddenly disappeared, but after listening to this, his heart collapsed. There was no way. Even the prince of the blood race spoke. If he continued to deal with it, he would have to stay.

In this way, as the Gar Wolf King left, Zhao Fan had no competitors.

"The two Huaxia martial arts are here, it is really the honor of our Western extraordinary realm." Williams had no shelves, and came to the dining table enthusiastically, extending the hand to Zhao Fan through the table.

What made the Duke of the Nine Congress unexpected was that the young man faced the supreme existence of the blood race, and it seemed to see the flies in the toilet flying.

"

"Sorry, I never shake hands with men who look handsome than myself."

Zhao Fan smiled slightly and was as warm as a warm sun. However, this smile reflected in Williams's retina, but it seemed extremely bad!
To be continued...