Ye Tian looked at the pale Western man with interest. From his body, Ye Tian could feel the same aura as Kurt's. It was a smell of blood and decay. This man seemed to be only four years old.
Middle-aged people in their teens may not know how many years they have lived.
"There is an aura of a monk. I'm afraid this person has been to China before, right?"
Ye Tian's pupils shrank slightly. In Dracula's essence and blood, he smelled a smell similar to his own. This was unique to Eastern monks, so Ye Tian dared to conclude that Dracula
He has definitely sucked the essence and blood of cultivators.
"Is he the Ye Tian you mentioned?"
Dracula, who was looking at Ye Tian, frowned, tilted his head uncertainly, and said, "Rudolph, he doesn't seem to be as powerful as you said, right? It's impossible for such a person to defeat An
Derevitch and Antonymachus!”
When Ye Tian was observing Dracula, Dracula was also looking at Ye Tian, but unlike Ye Tian who could detect his roots, Dracula could not sense the energy fluctuations in Ye Tian's body at all.
In La's eyes, Ye Tian was just like the ordinary waiters at the venue, he was a completely ordinary person.
This made Dracula very confused. You know, even if Ye Tian did not have any superpowers, based on his record of killing Antony Marcus, his body should be full of blood. But what is shown in Ye Tian's body at this moment is,
But it is like a pool of stagnant water, unable to sense any fluctuations.
After hearing Dracula's questioning words, the burly Rudolf couldn't help but shudder and said quickly: "Master, I don't dare to deceive you. You have watched the video of Ye Tian's black boxing match!"
If an outsider hears what Rudolph said at this time, they will be shocked. Rudolph, who has all the power in Las Vegas and the entire North American underworld, is actually just a slave of one person. Standing in front of Dracula, Rudolph would like to
Lie on the ground and lick each other's toes to express your respect.
"I can't see through this person. He is very difficult to provoke. Please don't provoke him later!"
After staring at Ye Tian for a long time, Dracula lowered his eyelids and stopped looking at Ye Tian. As a vampire duke, his ability to live for so many years depends not only on his powerful abilities, but also on his ability to observe colors.
, otherwise Dracula would have died hundreds of years ago during the Crusades.
Although he could not detect the energy fluctuations in Ye Tian's body, his intuition after living for nearly a thousand years told Dracula that this young man was definitely a dangerous person, and sometimes what he saw with his eyes may not necessarily be true.
As for the dead Kurt, he was just a servant of Dracula. With the cold heart of the vampire family, how could he be willing to offend a strong man for the sake of a servant? Dracula would not do such a loss-making transaction.
of.
"I used to really sit back and watch the sky, but two years ago, I might not have been Dracula's opponent."
After looking away from Dracula, Ye Tian also sighed secretly in his heart. If Dracula's strength is divided by the realm of a monk, he should be at the peak of mid-innate cultivation, coupled with the strong recovery of the vampires.
With his ability, I am afraid that ordinary late-stage congenital cultivators are no match for him.
"The prince should be above the duke. I wonder if there are still princes among the vampires now?"
From Dracula, Ye Tian knew the cultivation level that the Duke wanted to correspond to. So if the prince really existed, I am afraid that his strength would not be weaker than his own. Maybe he was an old monster with golden elixir cultivation level. Who knows these weird Western creatures?
, is it possible to break through the golden elixir cultivation level and continue to stay in this space?
After becoming more wary of the vampires, Ye Tian turned his head and looked in another direction. He had long felt as if there was a needle pricking his scalp on the back of his head. The look that was looking at him was definitely not
With good intentions.
"Well, this...how is this possible?"
Just as Ye Tian turned his head, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but stop as he walked forward.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Xiaotian, who was walking next to Ye Tian, followed Ye Tian's gaze and said with a frown: "Master, that person should be Thaksin Sawang Sussi, the monk king of Thailand, right? The energy and blood in this person
He's only slightly stronger than me, I'm afraid he's not as good as grandpa, so I'll challenge him as a disciple!"
The grandfather Zhou Xiaotian mentioned was naturally Zuo Jiajun. He married the granddaughter of his second uncle, and his seniority could only be lowered by one generation. This means that in modern times, people no longer value this kind of seniority so much. If
Before liberation, the marriage between Zhou Xiaotian and Liu Dingding was definitely a treasonous thing.
Back then, Zuo Jiajun was nearly killed in a sneak attack by Nathak Shin and Sawang Susi. This feud had lasted for decades. Now that they were meeting, as Zuo Jiajun’s granddaughter, son-in-law and nephew, Zhou Xiaotian naturally wanted to help his grandfather.
Return to the venue.
"You are no match for him."
Ye Tian shook his head and said word by word, but his eyes did not look at Thaksin Sawang Susi, but kept staring closely at the tall man sitting next to him, "Xiaotian, you
Do you know who the man next to Sawang Susi is?”
"Who is it? Hey, Master, that person is so weird, he looks like a dead person." After hearing Ye Tian's words, Zhou Xiaotian also focused his attention on that person, and immediately saw some clues.
"Yes, he is a dead man!"
Ye Tian, who had been in a flood of mood since entering this venue, could not help but feel a ripple in his heart at this time, because the lifeless person sitting next to Thaksin Sawang Susi was the same person who was killed by Ye Tianyi back then.
The palm shattered the internal organs.
Ye Tian naturally knew very well how heavy his attack was. He knew that with that kind of injury, even the most powerful yoga master in India would not be able to survive.
Then there is only one explanation for the dead man who appeared in front of him. He was already a dead man, but he was transformed by Thaksin and Thawang Susi into a being that was incomprehensible to humans by using the head-lowering technique.
Just like the humanoid monster that followed the turtle into Hong Kong.
"Dead person? Master, is it a zombie? It doesn't look like it to me!" Zhou Xiaotian was startled by the master's words and couldn't help but hold the bag in his hand tighter. What was inside was the Sanqing Bell.
But it was given to him by Gou Xin's family before he came here.
"Don't be impulsive for a moment. You can't leave without my order!"
Ye Tian's face became a little solemn. It was because Thawang Suxi knew his own strength. Since he still dared to come here, he must have some persistence. From the lifeless body of Xiang Shao, even Ye
Tiandu felt a hint of threat.
Turning his eyes, Ye Tian sneered at Thaksin Sawang Susie whose eyes were like poisonous snakes, and then continued to stride forward. He was confident that it was Thaksin Sawang Susie, the new fool.
No matter how powerful he is, he can't resist his indestructible flying sword.
"It must be a sleepless night tonight. I don't know how many people will lose their lives!"
From the entrance to the seats where Ye Tian and the others were sitting, there was only about thirty meters. During this thirty-meter journey, in addition to Dracula and Nathasin Sawang Susi, Ye Tian also felt a few other things.
A powerful breath.
Not far from Thaksin Sawang Susi, three skinny monks were sitting. Their skins were tightly attached to their bodies. At first glance, they looked like skeletons. It seemed that a gust of wind could blow them away.
However, the blood energy in the bodies of these three old monks was very strong, and they did not look like dying old people at all.
"They should be Indian monks. They can actually trap all the energy in their bodies without leaking it at all. It seems that their strength cannot be underestimated!"
Looking at the sunken eyes of the three old monks, Ye Tian already had the answer in his heart. As the birthplace of Buddhism, India still has some heritage. Compared with China, except for Tibetan Buddhism, other sects and temples
, has long been in harmony with this society, and no longer has the teachings spread by Sakyamuni.
There were several other people who also attracted Ye Tian's attention. These people were dressed like ancient knights. They had a power of faith flowing in their bodies, which was also quite powerful.
However, these people did not pay attention to Ye Tian, but stared at Dracula sitting opposite them, not concealing their hostility at all. Ye Tian naturally also knew the identities of these people, except
Who else, except those who came from the Holy See, would be so hostile to people from the dark society?
"Mr. Ye, this is our place!"
When he came to a seat, Gu Dajun stopped. The seat in China was in a good location. It was more than one meter higher than the middle venue. It was surrounded by a circle of circular sofas, just like a small private room for reading.
After sitting down, except for the stands opposite, I was immediately isolated from the surrounding eyes.
"Lao Gu, what are the rules for today's exchange meeting?"
Ye Tian looked at Gu Dajun. When he came here, he discovered that these foreign superpowers were not as weak as he imagined. This made Ye Tian look forward to seeing what these foreign experts were like.
What kind of means are there.
"Mr. Ye, the first charter of the conference is for representatives from various countries to introduce their abilities."
Gu Dajun raised a piece of copy paper in his hand and said: "After the introduction, it is time for free communication. Everyone can discuss and exchange ideas with each other, or after signing some agreements, go off to compete, life or death!"
Having said this, Gu Dajun's face showed a trace of unnaturalness. After entering the venue, the gazes cast on him from the stands were like wild beasts, which stung Gu Dajun's skin.