"Woo...woo..."

Rudolf's eyes shot out with a shocked look. He never thought that it would bring about his own life-threatening disaster because of a simple accusation. Moreover, the person who took action was not Ye Tian, ​​but his master.

As a direct descendant of Dracula, Rudolph did not even have a trace of resistance in his heart except for regret. As the blood continued to flow, his pupils and eyes gradually lost their spirits.

With a light "bang" sound, Rudolph's body collapsed softly on the ground, and there was no trace of life on his body, only those unsightly eyes seemed to express his unwillingness in his heart. Until his death, Rudolph didn't understand why his master was so afraid of Ye Tian?

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I think... this should make up for my fault, right?"

He raised his head and there were still two canine teeth exposed outside on Dracula's mouth. He stretched out his blood-red tongue and licked the blood on his mouth. The indescribable situation made the people around him who came out to monitor Ye Tian feel cold in their hearts, as if the temperature around him had dropped sharply by several degrees.

"Suck... vampire?" The people around were all trembling with pale faces. They wanted to turn around and escape into the venue, but their legs were weak and they looked at Dcula with fear.

"No...no, you cannot call the noble blood clan like this, I am the Duke of Dracula!"

Dracula licked her scarlet lips, and was too lazy to pay attention to those who wanted to take advantage of them. Instead, she looked at Ye Tian with a smile and said, "Mr. Ye, don't you mind if I've helped you get rid of these flies?"

"They are all people who can be destroyed by the blink of an eye. Why do you have to be as knowledgeable as them?"

Ye Tian smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked into the venue. He and Dracula were not friends, so he didn't want to freely collaborate with each other. Moreover, Dracula's ruthlessness made Ye Tian stay away from him.

"Get out!"

When Ye Tian's figure disappeared behind the gate, Dracula gently spit out two words. The five or six people following Ye Tian suddenly felt a lighter, and they rolled and crawled back to the venue. It seemed that only a place with a large crowd could make them feel safe.

However, after entering the venue, these people became much more honest. Dracula's methods and attitude towards Ye Tian made them understand many things. Sometimes what greed brings is death.

"Sir, the exchange meeting will continue. In order to prevent some accidents, the conference re-stated that when one party shouts to admit defeat, the exchange between the two parties must be stopped, otherwise we will take some measures!"

Mr. Frank was still standing in the field, but at this moment, eight soldiers wearing camouflage costumes stood behind him, so Mr. Frank was full of confidence when speaking. People living in modern times always have strong confidence in thermal weapons.

"Okay, now everyone can continue!" After Frank announced that the conference had started again, he hurriedly hid back to the seat at the highest point of his stand, because if some previous poisonous insects appeared again, it would be rare to be safe even with the protection of soldiers.

However, the eight soldiers stayed on the sidelines and stared at the people in the field. They were just ordinary special soldiers and could not sense the powerful aura in the field. As the saying goes, the ignorant fearlessness is exactly the case.

"Mr. Ye, I don't want to discuss with you, I just want to borrow that book to read, can I not comment?"

More than two minutes after Frank left, a voice finally rang out in the venue. This sentence was spoken in a rare language. After several minutes, the meaning of this sentence was translated from the simultaneous translator everywhere in the venue.

"Indian Tamil? It seems that this language is about to be lost, right?"

Ye Tianxun looked at the sound of surprise, and said, "Several masters are not secular people, so why should they be involved in these disputes? Could it be that they are also greedy?"

When Ye Tian was crazily collecting Buddhist scriptures, he once obtained an ancient Indian book. For this reason, he specially found a linguist to decipher it, so he also had some understanding of the pronunciation of this language.

"Mr. Ye is really well-known and well-known, it's Tamil!"

An old Indian monk with thin body and dark face slowly stood up and said, "The Brahma God created the world, but there are monsters and monsters in the world. The book Mr. Ye is too evil, a bit like the relics of the demon Naga. It should be suppressed under the pagoda!"

To be honest, being able to attend today's meeting means that they are still in the world and have some worries, and these old Indian monks are no exception.

Although Sakyamuni was born in ancient India, Buddhism was not popular in India, and there are only 20 million believers so far. The most popular sect in India is Hinduism.

Hinduism was formed in the 8th century. It is a Protestantism that combines various religions, mainly Brahmanism and Buddhist beliefs. It was supported by the nobles of the upper class of India at that time. In the 1990s, it had 1 billion believers (second only to Christianity with 1.5 billion believers and Islam with 1.1 billion believers.

Hinduism also generally established monastic corpses and temples, and it has a very high status among India. However, in Hinduism, it is also divided into worldly origin and worldly entry.

People born in the world are the so-called ascetic monks. They abstinently discipline themselves and strictly follow the doctrines extended from Buddhism. Most of them hide in some relatively dilapidated temples and have very little contact with the outside world.

The so-called entry into the world naturally means dealing with people. The highest-ranking Hinduism is called Brahmins. They are clergy in the religion, followed by Kshatriya, that is, warriors and state managers. Further down are Vaishya (industrial workers) and Shudra (craftsmen and slaves).

In addition, there is also the name "unpreience", but this level is not considered early, which shows how low the status is. Of course, the number of unpreience in India is also the largest.

As Brahmins who are above the national laws, you can imagine how powerful they are. The three people who made this meeting are the three Popes with the greatest power in India today.

In India, they can be said to do whatever they want, and can enjoy any woman they like, and can determine the life and death of untouchables and slaves. So to be honest, these old guys look like monks, but none of them are good things in their bones.

Ye Tian looked at the old monk jokingly and smiled, "What do you mean is that I should hand over this book to you?"

Ye Tian had a deep understanding of Hinduism. The so-called "Indian God Oil" and other aphrodisiacs that were popular in China back then were actually circulated from Hinduism. This sect that thought about men and women's love was naturally not available.

"Da Shan, Mr. Ye is right!" The old monk in the lead nodded for granted, with no embarrassment on his face.

"Haha, I really don't know how to live or die. Are you used to being arrogant in China?" Looking at these monks who are only equivalent to the peak cultivation level of acquired monks, Ye Tian couldn't help but shake his head.

He could see that these old monks should be practicing ancient yoga, with very tenacious vitality, and they can barely compete with people in the early stages of the innate realm, but it would be too overestimated to show off their power in front of him.

"Mr. Ye, do you have to hurt the harmony?"

The old monk showed an unexpected look on his face. Although he had witnessed the battle between Ye Tian and the turtle crocodile before, he believed that Ye Tian was using the power of that book, and secondly, with his yoga skills, he could compete with the turtle crocodile crocodile, so he was not afraid of Ye Tian.

"I hurt you so much! You are angry!!! You are angry!!"

Just as the old monk finished speaking, a sudden shout came from Ye Tian’s seat. The sound did not seem to be very loud, but after it came into the old monk’s ears, the old monk suddenly became dull.

The simultaneous translators today are definitely at the highest level in the world. Ye Tian’s sudden erratic words were completely translated, which made everyone stunned. They are all people with identities. Although they often curse their enemies in the most vicious and dirty language in their hearts, they will never put them into words.

"The Indians really have no seeds, no blood and energy at all!"

"After all, I am a practitioner. I have a good temper and don't get angry if I get scolded!"

"That's right, I have to compete with him even if I'm not the opponent of the young man."

After Ye Tian said this swearing words, the old monk did not reply for a long time, which gradually made the voice in the venue grow louder. Everyone's eyes were focused on the Indian seats, and they were happy to see someone provoking Ye Tian.

"Great Elder, you...what is wrong with you?"

Ye Tian spoke rudely, and the elder, who had always had a bad temper, did not reply, which made the other two Indian monks a little strange. They stood up and were about to pull the old monk, but suddenly a look of horror appeared in their eyes.

Because the great elder standing suddenly oozed out blood from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, especially the blood in his ears and nose, forming several thin lines, spraying out "hissing", making the monk who was not careful and unable to dodge his face covered in blood.

After bleeding from the seven orifices, the elder's body seemed to have lost all his bones and collapsed straight onto the ground. The originally surging blood in his body disappeared without a trace at this moment, and there was no trace of life.

"The Great Elder has gone to see the Great God Brahma!"

The sudden change made the other two monks feel confused. After touching the elder's breath, one of them showed a gloomy look on his face.
Chapter completed!