"Want to run? Can a small dead bat escape from my palm?"
A sneer appeared on Ding Hong's face. As early as when he sensed a slight fluctuation in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, he had made up his mind to kill anyone with a lower cultivation level than himself.
You must know that this metal spirit stone vein alone is enough for the tradition of the Refining Pavilion to be passed down for thousands of years. For this reason, Ding Hong even dared to offend the major sects in the Shenzhou Boundary, let alone these crooked sects abroad.
Kurt seemed not to have heard Ding Hong's words. At this moment, all he could think about was running away!
As a blood count, Kurt is very familiar with the smell of human blood. As long as the life in this world is not a cold-blooded animal, he can sense it through the blood.
This is also the main reason why Kurt has been able to track Ye Tian here, but the appearance of Ding Hong really scared him out of his wits. This man was like a ghost, appearing without any warning. Kurt's heart
A strong sense of crisis arose.
Kurt's skinny body burst out with powerful force at this moment, and he let out a strange scream. His arms seemed to have turned into a pair of wings and flapped. His feet bounced on the ground, and his body shot into the sky like a cannonball.
rise.
But before Kurt's body could reach two meters, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck. All the strength in his body seemed to have been drained suddenly, and his whole body went limp.
"You still want to run in front of me?"
Ding Hong sneered and stood there, his body almost never moving, but his right hand pinched Kurt's neck tightly, as casually as pinching a chicken.
"Giggle!"
Kurt's throat came out with meaningless syllables, his face flushed red, but his neck was pinched, he couldn't even say a word for mercy, and his eyes were full of fear.
You must know that in an era when human beings are becoming more and more polluted, the spiritual power in the blood in their bodies is also gradually decreasing, which also makes it more difficult for people in the vampire clan to advance. Many people cannot even reach the lowest level of baron.
As a blood count, Kurt is already considered a big shot in the dark society, and his combat prowess is also one of the few in the Dracula family.
But in the hands of the man behind him, he couldn't even escape. This kind of strength may not even be comparable to that of his master, Duke Dracula.
"Young man, don't think about escaping. You can't escape in my hands!"
Throwing Kurt on the ground casually, Ding Hong asked with a smile on his face: "Answer me a few words honestly, maybe I'll be in a good mood and let you go."
"You...what do you want to ask me?"
Kurt was already scared out of his wits at this time. He followed Ye Tian all the way, but he didn't expect that there was an old guy hiding here. Judging from this man's old-fashioned tone, he must be the elder of that man's sect.
Kurt knew that those cultivators in China were different from their bloodline inheritance, which focused on seniority, but they had one thing in common, that is, the strong were respected.
The cultivation level of the middle-aged man in front of him was obviously much higher than that of Ye Tian, because Kurt could feel that the man's eyes would be fixed on his core from time to time, which made his back drip involuntarily.
Cold sweat broke out.
"First, why did you come to this place?"
Ding Hong thought for a while, then stretched out a finger and said: "Second, are you the one who came here on your own? I remember that the vampires shouldn't be as weak as you?"
Although he released his spiritual consciousness, covering dozens of kilometers around him, and did not find any fluctuations in vitality, Ding Hong still did not dare to be careless. This spiritual vein was too important to him.
Kurt's eyes rolled around and he said, "I...I'm going to answer, will you let me go?"
"Do you still have a choice?" Ding Hong's face turned cold when he heard this, his eyes were like sharp swords looking at the core of Kurt's heart, and he said lightly: "If you don't tell me, you will die now!"
Kurt's heart became cold. He could see the man in front of him had no regard for life, and he quickly said: "Okay, I said, the master's business was destroyed, and I followed the master to Siberia."
"Master? He's also from your vampire clan? What's his name?"
Ding Hong was stunned for a moment. He had seen Western cultivators before, and among them the vampires were the most difficult to deal with. There were even a few people among them who gave him a headache.
"The master's name is Dracula, and he is also the current patriarch of the Dracula family. Please consider the master's face and forgive my presumptuous interruption this time!"
Kurt's posture was very low, and he did not dare to show any intention of using his master to threaten the other party, because he understood that at the level of the person in front of him, threats would only be counterproductive.
"Dracula? I seem to have heard of this name, but he should be dead already!"
Ding Hong was a little surprised. When the West invaded China more than a hundred years ago, he had seen a fight between a golden elixir expert and a vampire grand duke. The grand duke seemed to be called Dracula. His cultivation at that time seemed to be
Even taller than he is now.
"Are you talking about the old patriarch?" After hearing Ding Hong's words, Kurt said it casually, but as soon as the words came out, he realized something was wrong.
"Old patriarch? Haha, so your patriarchs are all called Dracula?"
Ding Hong laughed loudly, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. If the old vampire was here, he might still be afraid, but his descendants, Ding Hong, were not afraid at all.
With a hint of a smile on his face, Ding Hong stretched out his hand to grab Kurt. Five wisps of strong wind came out from his fingers, shrouding Kurt in it. Except for his mouth, his body seemed to be immobilized.
His skills are average and he can't even move his fingers at all.
"No, you can't kill me!"
Feeling Ding Hong's strong murderous intent, Kurt cried out: "Although I offended your disciple, I didn't hurt him. Those were all done by the Russian government and have nothing to do with me!
"
"Disciple?"
Ding Hong, who originally raised his left index finger and was about to pop it out to crush Kurt's heart core, suddenly stopped and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Nonsense, if Ding is here alone, how can he have any disciples?"
Although Ding Hong met Yun Huatong once when he was in Siberia, he came here directly after learning the location of the gold mine.
Now Yun Huatong is still staying in Siberia Province to look for Chen Xiquan and want to buy the ownership of the gold mine, but no one has followed him here.
Of course, for Ding Hong, the ownership of this gold mine is really meaningless. Even if it belongs to someone else, he will still exploit it.
"That person is not your disciple?"
The vampires draw their spiritual power from living people, and are particularly sensitive to human breath. So after hearing Ding Hong's words, Kurt screamed strangely, "He clearly has the spiritual power fluctuations of you Easterners, how is that possible?"
Not your disciple?"
Kurt believed that he was definitely right. Although the man had a Western face, he definitely practiced the same skills as the man in front of him.
"Sure enough, someone from the same profession is here?"
Ding Hong frowned tightly. When he saw Kurt, he felt something was wrong because he noticed the fluctuation of spiritual energy within more than ten kilometers from the gold mine.
The place where Kurt appeared was a full thirty kilometers away from the gold mine. With his speed, it would be difficult to escape this distance in an instant. In other words, the person who appeared first was probably not this person.
People of the blood clan.
After pondering for a while, Ding Hong looked at Kurt and asked, "What does that man look like?"
"He...he has a Western appearance." Kurt replied.
"That's nonsense. How can a person who practices Taoism be a Westerner?"
Ding Hong was furious when he heard this. Could this vampire be amusing himself? The Eastern cultivation system is its own. Non-Chinese people cannot cultivate Zhenqi, and it is impossible for Westerners to enter this way.
"I didn't lie to you, I really didn't!" Seeing the murderous intent in Ding Hong's eyes, Kurt shouted: "The master said that the man's appearance has changed, and he is you Oriental!"
Ding Hong was stunned for a moment. This statement is acceptable. After entering the innate realm, they can indeed change their skeletal appearance at will. This is just Xiao Ji'er.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Just when Ding Hong wanted to continue asking, his ears suddenly twitched, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance.
Almost at the same time that Ding Hong raised his head, three missiles also appeared in his sight, pulling three long white lines and flying straight towards the location of the two of them.
"There's actually an ambush?"
There was a sneer in Ding Hong's eyes, but he was not afraid at all. He stretched out his hand to grab Kurt, caught him in the air, and threw Kurt into the air.
"Help...help!"
After being pinched by Ding Hong, Kurt could no longer exert any strength. Although he recovered his strength after being thrown out, the strong force prevented him from changing direction.
After a few helpless groans, Kurt could only watch as he flew towards the front missile.
"Boom! Boom!" The missile flew so fast. In an instant, Kurt's body collided heavily with the missile.
Due to Ding Hong's skill, after detonating the first missile, he collided with the next two missiles one after another. A huge explosion resounded throughout the world, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye created waves in the air.
"What kind of bomb is this?"
Even Ding Hong, who was on the ground, was startled by this earth-shattering explosion. He remembered that when he returned to the Shenzhou Barrier, there seemed to be no weapons in the world that could threaten his safety.
