The Dracula family is currently the largest vampire family in the world. The patriarch, the Blood Emperor, has a very high reputation in the family. Although according to the clan rules, the elders have certain restrictions on the patriarch, they still have to accept the patriarch's management.

Now, the Elders Council is taking advantage of the Blood Emperor's absence to use family power to start a war with humans without permission. This move is undoubtedly a challenge to the Blood Emperor's patriarchal dignity.

For the Blood Emperor, this was simply unbearable.

After Duan Wuji figured out the whole story, he sighed and said: "Let Samsara and Kaluda help you. Using thunderous means to solve this kind of matter at lightning speed should be the best way.

, which can minimize the harm of the situation."

The Blood Emperor agreed: "I think so too, but there is no need for them to take action. You just need to help me plunder the formation."

"It's up to you." Duan Wuji didn't force it. The Blood Emperor is now close to the Dragon Emperor level. Looking at the entire federation, I'm afraid there won't be anyone who can compete with him.

After glancing at the electronic map, Duan Wuji suddenly found that the star field above looked familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that this was what Duan Yu had told him at the beginning, where the water-type Ocean Order drifting bottle was missing.

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"Your Majesty, I think you should start here. I happen to be doing something along the way."

"Well, it doesn't matter. No matter where I do the surgery, I believe I will let them know as soon as possible." A stern look flashed across the Blood Emperor's face, with strong murderous intent, making Feile subconsciously fight.

Got a shiver.

"When do you plan to start taking action?"

"tomorrow!"

Duan Wuji nodded. He turned around and asked, "Elder Feiler, when we were drawn into the Black Mist Sea, did your family make it difficult for my other friends?"

"Of course not..." Feiler paused and said carefully: "However, Prince Majora was reprimanded by the Presbyterian Council and imprisoned."

Duan Wuji raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is he now?"

"Still in the dungeons of the House."

Before Duan Wuji could speak, the Blood Emperor had already intervened: "Immediately send me an order to release Prince Majora."

"Yes!" Feiler lowered his head slightly and ordered the communication device on his collar.

Duan Wuji stood up and said calmly: "I'd better go there in person. Speaking of which, Prince Mailola's imprisonment is still because of me."

The Blood Emperor joked: "Then I am the culprit?"

"Of course……"

Feiler followed behind the two of them. He had a lot of questions to ask. But because Duan Wuji was present, he opened his mouth several times, but in the end he was restrained. He kept rubbing his hands, feeling depressed.

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Naturally, his little move could not be hidden from Duan Wuji and the Blood Emperor. However, they were too lazy to explain to him, so they pretended not to see it.

The House of the Dracula family is a huge dome-shaped building with countless huge columns over five meters in diameter erected on the edge, giving it a majestic and solemn look.

The three of them did not enter the chamber, but turned directly to the back and arrived in front of the prison that extended underground.

The news of the Blood Emperor's return had not spread completely at this time. Due to his deliberate low-key, a group of vampire guards in front of the prison did not recognize him and just saluted Feile respectfully.

Upon seeing this, Feiler knew that the two of them would not speak, so he had no choice but to say: "Open the door, we have to go in to find someone."

"Elder Feiler, the Elder Council issued an order a few days ago that you must hold the documents issued by them before entering and leaving..." One of the young vampires saw that there was no movement after he finished speaking, and he couldn't help but wonder.

The Blood Emperor sneered and said calmly: "The authority of the Presbyterian Council is really getting bigger and bigger. Humph, do I have to ask them to issue documents before I go in?"

The young vampire was stunned, looking at him in confusion, and said nothing for a while.

Elder Filler laughed angrily, waved his hand and slapped him, sending him flying backwards and hitting the heavy prison door, "Do you even dare to stop His Majesty the Blood Emperor?"

"Your Majesty the Blood Emperor!"

A group of vampire guards were dumbfounded for a moment, and a few of them quickly realized what they were doing. They knelt down in a hurry and begged for mercy.

Duan Wuji sighed and said: "They are just taking orders from others, why should we be the same as them?"

The Blood Emperor said with a gloomy face: "I know, I just feel aggrieved, get out of here!" In the last sentence, he shouted at the guards, and the majestic aura suddenly expanded, rolling up hurricanes like a substance.

, a group of vampire guards were swept away before they had time to react. He stepped forward, came to the cell door, and with a palm of his hand, the thick alloy cell door suddenly shattered silently.

The three of them filed in.

"Elder Feiler, do you know which room Prince Mailora is locked in?" the Blood Emperor asked.

Feile smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, I don't know this. But I just need to check it out."

"No need!" Duan Wuji immediately searched the entire prison after letting go of his thoughts. He took the lead and said as he walked: "Follow me, I know where it is." The stars under his feet flickered, and in an instant, his figure had disappeared.

No trace.

Feiler opened his mouth wide. From beginning to end, he had not noticed any signs of elemental energy fluctuations. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not believe it to be true.

The Blood Emperor smiled and glanced at the confidant elder, and said: "Let's go there too!" A black mist suddenly spread, swallowing the two of them. The next moment, the black mist dissipated, and the traces of the two disappeared.

Deep in the dungeon, in a crude room.

"Baby, can you change your taste? I've been drinking this wine every day for several years. Haven't you had enough?" Mailora complained, raising the bottle and drinking the remaining wine in one gulp.

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In front of him, a human-faced spider the size of a millstone squeaked dissatisfiedly, as if in protest against his complaints.

Mailola wiped his skinny hands that were stained with oil and wine on his chest. He sighed: "I never expected that my majestic Prince Mailola, a genius of the Gurungs family and a member of the Dark Night clan with noble blood, would fall into this trap.

At this point, oh, baby, you have to suffer with me. However, there is a saying that the edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold..."

"Bang bang..." There were several knocks on the wall, and a voice like a broken gong laughed: "Prince Majora, you are bragging to your baby again."

"Go, you old guy, what do you know? I am using my life creed to inspire my baby..."

"Come on. Coming in here is actually no different from being sentenced to death. Don't daydream and hope to get out. But, having said that, you are really lucky. There is a demon.

Pet. With it, you can drink wine every day. This treatment is already very high."

"Hmph, what do you know, old guy? I will go out sooner or later. If you don't believe me, just wait and see." Mailola said stiffly.

"Hehe. This is really the least funny joke I've heard in hundreds of years." The man next door laughed disdainfully.

Duan Wuji appeared quietly at this moment, and he said calmly: "Have you never thought that the reason why it's not funny is because it's not a joke at all?" As he spoke, he patted the alloy prison.

The door was instantly vaporized, as if it evaporated out of thin air.

Mai Ruola was stunned, then jumped up, shouted and rushed over, "Boss..."

Duan Wuji turned sideways slightly, letting him pounce. The stench of rot and a smell that made people sick and vomiting filled the air from the cell, making him frown and said: "Prince Mailola, with your

How come you are being held here due to your identity?"

Mai Ruola scratched her head in embarrassment and said resentfully: "Boss, this is a prison cell, not a hotel. I'm lucky if I'm not put in a water prison. Besides, isn't it because of your location..."

Duan Wuji smiled and said, "Didn't I come to save you? Let's go!"

"Wait a minute, boss!" Mai Ruola circled around Duan Wuji, widened his eyes and said, "Boss, how come you have already reached this level of cultivation after not seeing each other for a few years? Even though my body is

I am imprisoned, but I can’t feel your presence, right?”

"Restricted?" Duan Wuji squinted his eyes, the light in his eyes flickered, and his gaze directly penetrated into Mailola's body. After taking a look, he said calmly: "It's just a small restriction." Thoughts poured out.

, got into Mai Ruola's body, converted into spiritual energy and rushed towards the restriction, breaking away from the restriction in the blink of an eye, like destroying everything.

Mai Ruola groaned, feeling that the long-standing strength filled his body again, and he couldn't help laughing loudly, "Haha, I finally recovered, haha..." He turned to the next door and shouted: "Old guy,

Did you see, I came out, haha, didn’t I say, I will leave here sooner or later, how about it? Do you believe it now? Haha!”

The person next door had been silent for a long time and shouted in a loud voice, "Mai Ruola, when did you have such a strong backer? Let me out quickly, quickly..." He banged on the alloy cell door desperately and let out a bang.

A dull thud.

"Hey, old guy, didn't you laugh at me just now? Why did you ask me to leave so quickly?" Mailola said slowly while sorting out the messy, greasy and dirty clothes.

"Hehe, Prince Majora, wasn't I kidding? After all, we have been old friends for several years. Now that you have ascended to heaven, you can't watch your friend continue to suffer here, right?" Poluo said with a salivating expression.

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"All right……"

Before Mai Ruola finished speaking, Duan Wu and the Blood Emperor and Feiler, who had arrived successively, appeared and walked out of the dark corner, "Prince Mai Ruola, the House of Representatives is a repeat offender, how can we just let him go?"

Seeing the two of them suddenly appearing, Mailuola couldn't help being shocked. She was so stunned that she actually forgot to greet them.

When Po Luo Throat heard someone stopping him, he couldn't help but became furious and shouted: "Who is so bold..."

Feile snorted coldly and said grimly: "Canossa, I think you are brave. You dare to shout at His Majesty. Are you impatient with life?"

Po Luo paused and said tentatively: "Are you... Feiler?"

"good!"

"Your Majesty is here too?"

"Yes."

"Your Majesty, I was wronged..." The sudden sound of a broken gong's voice made the four of them smile.

"Your Majesty, I will take Prince Mairuola out first." Duan Wuji said with a smile. He is not interested in these disputes about power and gain. If it involves his friends, it is naturally a different matter, but for other people

, he is too lazy to pay too much attention.
To be continued...