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Chapter five hundred and twentieth hiding abroad

The entire street was filled with hazy blood mist. All the people who had been awakened by the battle were horrified to find that a faint and strange blood-colored mist was emitting from their bodies.

And all this mist is gathering towards the "survivor" on the ground.

The panic did not last long before these people quickly weakened, their muscles contracted, and they became as skinny as blood. Waves of blood mist evaporated from these people's bodies.

After a while, the street was filled with people. These people were so thin that you could see that their skin was attached to their bones without any pain. Hundreds of them died cleanly.

The whole street became silent again

The blood mist that shrouded the entire street converged on Marcus on the ground, seeping from his skin into his body. His body seemed to be filled with infinite vitality, and his body was covered with terrifying cracks.

, is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bloody hole on the chest that was pierced by the divine spear, the curling muscles around it are surging, and the flesh and blood are growing back.

The resilience of the vampires is extremely amazing. As the ancestor of the vampires, Marcus’s strong body and resilience are even more amazing.

What's even more frightening is that as long as there is blood, the ancestor of the blood clan will be immortal. As long as his head is not exploded, he can recover no matter what kind of damage he suffers.

His weakness is not the blood core in the vampire chest. In fact, Marcus does not have a blood core. He has only one weakness, and that is his brain.

A brain that can think, if it is injured, he will definitely die

The brain is the carrier of "god" and the source of independent thinking. If the brain is destroyed, "god" will dissipate and lose its independent consciousness.

At this time, no matter how powerful the body is, even if it is still alive, it is nothing more than a walking corpse.

After absorbing the essence and blood of hundreds of people, Marcus's dilapidated body regained a trace of vitality. It can be seen how terrifying the strike of Alexander's divine spear just now was.

Marcus slowly got up from the ground. His face was covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, and there was also a smelly blood stain on his body. The cracked blood marks on his skin had disappeared.

"I didn't expect that the old man actually has the power to control time and space. Is the hand of God really omnipotent?" Marcus's eyes flashed with blood, and his face turned extremely ugly.

In the battle with Alexander, he always seemed to suffer, which made him very unhappy. If he was unhappy, the consequences would be serious, so hundreds of people on this street were unlucky.

"Yeah!" Marcus suddenly seemed to realize something, "People in the distance were also alarmed."

Marcus was about to leave when suddenly, his nose moved: "The smell of blood, the people I killed just now seemed to have no blood, but the smell of my own blood is the one I am most familiar with. Could it be... Marcus

Si’s eyes lit up.”

"Huh!" Marcus flashed forward, quickly swept forward, and then stopped in front of a pool of blood.

The dark red blood had not yet completely condensed. Marcus smiled, and then pressed his right hand towards the pool of blood on the ground. Blood gushed out from his hand and immediately covered the pool of blood on the ground.

A strange scene appeared, but the blood stains on the ground gradually faded, turning into a faint blood mist steaming up from the ground. Then, the blood mist condensed again in front of Marcus's right hand.

When the pool of blood on the ground completely disappeared, seven or eight drops of dark red blood appeared in front of Marcus' palm.

Marcus opened his mouth and sucked, and the seven or eight drops of blood were immediately sucked into his mouth. After a moment, Marcus finally showed a smile on his face

In the Western cultivation world, there is a famous saying that everyone knows, that is - there are no secrets in front of vampires and werewolves!

Another skill that the Vampires are proud of can also be said to be a kind of superpower, and this superpower can also be inherited. That is, the Vampires can read a person's identity from their essence and blood by sucking blood.

memory

Werewolves also have this hereditary ability

"Canopy!", the bat wings stretched out from behind Marcus, and then, the bat wings flapped, Marcus flew into the sky, and soon, he disappeared under the night.

Now, it is the darkest period before dawn

Marcus no longer needs to hunt down Alexander, because he already knows that the pool of blood where his brother was imprisoned was left by Alexander.

From Alexander's blood, Marcus read Alexander's memory. From Alexander's memory, he searched for information that was useful to him.

So, he hurriedly found a place to regain his strength, and then went to release his younger brother William.

…………

Shanghai, the Bund, in a villa

"Respected master, please make the decision for me!" Anna knelt down in front of Nangong Chu with tears and runny nose, and put on a wonderful performance.

In the villa, there were Ye Feng, Zhao Xueqi, Qu Ling, and the bandit Wang Zhuofan, but they didn't know where they went to live happily.

The Shan brothers and the fifteen Dark Dragon Guards were also given a holiday by Nangong Chu, allowing them to enjoy themselves in this metropolis for a while.

Ye Feng and others couldn't help but want to laugh while watching the drama being performed, but they didn't dare to laugh. They tried hard not to laugh, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"You get up first." Nangong Chu also frowned, "I will definitely go to the West for you, but I can't do it now."

"Thank you, Master." Seeing that Nangong Chu had promised to seek justice for herself, Anna immediately changed her cry into a smile and changed her face faster than turning the page of a book.

"As long as the master is willing to make decisions for the slave, the slave will be grateful." Anna happily got up from the ground and sat on the sofa next to her.

She is pitiful and looks like a weak woman that I especially pity. If the people here didn't know that she is a powerful vampire, they might actually be deceived by her appearance.

"The ancestor of the blood clan, is he really that strong?" Nangong Chu murmured to himself. He had already learned from Anna's mouth that the legendary first blood clan in the world had appeared.

This is a veritable antique. An old vampire who has lived for who knows how many years has endless life. I am afraid no one knows how long this first vampire in the world has existed.

"If we divide for a long time, we will unite, and if we unite for a long time, we will divide. If Marcus unifies the Western cultivation world, then his next target should be our Eastern ancient martial arts world," Qu Ling analyzed

"He dares?" Nangong Chu said angrily, "If he dares to set foot in the East, then his doom will come."

In the current Eastern ancient martial arts world, there are three supreme warriors who are in the realm of true martial arts. What is the concept of these three supreme warriors? It is enough to frighten all the forces in the world.

Nangong Chu also vaguely knew that the reason why no forces from the Western cultivation world have set foot on the vast land of the East for thousands of years is not because they are kind and do not invade the East, but because there are terrifying existences in the East that make them afraid.

The one who can make the powerful powers in the West fear him should be the invincible warrior in the East.

"Whether he dares or not, who knows, but it is always good for us to be prepared first. Kirigakure's informants in the West are about to be mobilized."

Qu Ling is thoughtful and prepared for the unexpected. According to Anna, Marcus, the ancestor of the blood race, will never be willing to just dominate the West.

Sooner or later, the Eastern ancient martial arts world will collide with the Western cultivation world.

"The people from the Ouyang family haven't been found out yet, and this thing has happened again. It's really troublesome." Ye Feng crossed his legs and said unhurriedly

"Where is that guy Ouyang Wang hiding? They can't have fled abroad!" Nangong Chu suddenly said, if they really escaped abroad, it would be troublesome.

"Probably not," Qu Ling said, but her confidence was not that strong.

"In the north, Changbai Mountain, if you want to escape, you can reach North Korea over the mountains. People from the Ouyang family may have really escaped into the Korean Peninsula." After Zhao Xueqi pondered for a while, she made a reasonable analysis with her keen business sense.

"This...!" Everyone couldn't help being surprised. It seemed that it was really possible to climb over the mountains in the north. For the masters of the Ouyang family, it was just a piece of cake.

The border guards in the secular world can never stop them. Ouyang Wang and others can definitely enter the Korean Peninsula without anyone noticing. No wonder the people from Wuyinlou searched all over China and couldn't find any trace of Ouyang Wang and others.

Nangong Chu and the others' guess is good, it can be said to be completely correct.

In a beautiful seaside villa in Jeju Island, South Korea, there is a spacious and bright study room. The door is closed and the windows are open. The sound of waves drifts into the study room from time to time with the sea breeze.

A white-haired old man in a white robe is sitting behind the desk. This person is Ouyang Wang, the head of the Ouyang family.

Ouyang Wang was sitting quietly in the study. Several powerful auras came from other places in the villa. Obviously, the masters of the Ouyang family were not scattered and hiding.

Yes, after all, there are already people from abroad who are looking for them, and they are still searching for their traces all over the land of China.

After a long time, suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside. Ordinary people would never hear such footsteps, which are much lighter than a cat walking.

But Ouyang Wang is not an ordinary person

"Master!"

"Come in"

The study door opened, and a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties walked in. He then closed the study door and walked to the front of the desk, respectfully handing over a folder.

"Master, this is the news that just came from China," the middle-aged man said carefully.

Ouyang Wang took the folder and unfolded it. Ouyang Wang's face suddenly changed, and his eyes burst out with angry fire.

"Luan Zhan Sect, what a Luan Zhan Sect, you guys are really bullying me!" Ouyang Wang couldn't help but roar, his whole body shaking with anger.


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