Chapter 524: Deep Mountain, Ancient Castle, Blood Emperor
With one punch, Boss He flew away. Zhuo Fan's power was unparalleled and completely shocked these five unruly evil masters. No one in the villa hall dared to move rashly.
"Hmph! Listen to me, I now declare that you will now officially become my subordinates." Zhuo Fan completely ignored Boss He, a semi-innate warrior, and his sharp sword-like eyes swept across the faces of the five people.
The acquired warriors are nothing compared to the innate masters!
Zhuo Fan's silver hair moved without wind, and the powerful momentum he exuded made Long Ying and others feel as if a huge stone weighing a thousand kilograms was weighing on their hearts, making them extremely depressed.
Facing Zhuo Fan's strength, the five evil masters couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in their hearts.
"Become your subordinate?" Boss He couldn't help shouting, his voice was as sharp as a mother in a brothel, calling the girl out to pick up the customer.
"If you don't want to be my subordinate, you actually have another way to go." Zhuo Fan suddenly smiled.
"What way?" Long Ying, who was calm and steady, also spoke up at this time.
"Huh! It's a dead end!" The smile on Zhuo Fan's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by his face as sinking as water, and there was a murderous aura in his words.
Death? Everyone can't help but be dumbfounded. Death is actually a choice. However, as long as they are normal people, they will not seek death by themselves. And Boss He and others are of course extremely normal people. Naturally, they are not
I'm going to die
"I believe you have guessed it. Yes, I am also a member of Mr. Chu, oh! I should be a member of the Nangong family." Zhuo Fan looked at these five evil masters who were also famous in the ancient martial arts world jokingly.
The feeling of being in control is so wonderful
"I've met Boss Zhuo!" The extremely smooth old man Duanmu immediately put on a smile and bowed to Zhuo Fan in a low voice.
Zhuo Fan accepted it calmly
With the magical effect of thousand-year-old snow lotus, he successfully broke into the innate realm. Now, he has flown onto the branches and turned into a phoenix. He no longer needs to take these acquired warriors into consideration.
Especially evil masters must be stronger than them, crueler than them, evil than them, and stronger than them in order to frighten these desperadoes.
"My purple ginseng! It's gone." Although He Lao Er and He Lao Er were a little reluctant to be Zhuo Fan's subordinates, they had no choice but to accept it.
Unless they really don’t want the antidote to the Forbidden Finger.
Mu Tuhong and Long Ying were both bachelors, and they directly recognized Zhuo Fan's status. After all, no one wanted to take their lives as a joke.
"Very good!" Zhuo Fan was very satisfied, "I don't care if you are really doing things for Young Master Chu. In short, if this matter is handled well, Young Master Chu will be rewarded heavily."
"Without a big reward, we still have to work hard for others!" Old Man Duanmu muttered.
Zhuo Fan glanced at the old man Duanmu indifferently. There was no emotion in his eyes. He was so cold and frightening that the old man Duanmu immediately closed his mouth.
"Boss He, you don't have to feel sorry for your thousand-year-old purple ginseng. Now, there is a great opportunity in front of you." Zhuo Fan looked coldly at Boss He, who looked lonely as if he was speechless and asking the sky, and said coldly.
said
"You...what did you say?" Boss He was suddenly shocked. He stared at Zhuo Fan with a pair of mung bean eyes, and the fat on his face twitched.
Others also pricked up their ears, waiting to hear what Zhuo Fan had to say.
Long Ying and others all know that Boss He dreams of taking the innate step. Doesn't the opportunity mentioned by Zhuo Fan imply...
"Do you know what the 'Qi Refining God Pill' is?" Zhuo Fan sat down on a broken sofa. The sofa was originally good, but just now Zhuo Fan and Boss He exchanged moves, so it became
dilapidated
Everyone shook their heads!
"Hey, I don't think you know, because even I don't know." Zhuo Fan chuckled twice, looking at the astonished expressions of Boss He and others, he wanted to laugh.
"However, I know that to refine this elixir, one needs thousands of years of snow lotus."
"Thousand-year Snow Lotus?" Hearing this, Boss He and others suddenly opened their eyes wide.
"What's the use of this 'qi refining pill'?" Old Man Duanmu asked quickly
He finally asked the question that everyone wanted to ask but had no time to ask. These five masters of the evil path are all acquired peak warriors. Each of them is only one step away from the innate realm.
"Good question!" Zhuo Fan cast an approving look at the old man Duanmu, who immediately smiled flatteringly. He recognized the current affairs man as a hero. This old man Duanmu is smooth, but he is also a character. Zhuo Fan thought to himself
"The 'Qi Refining and Divine Pill' can allow a peak acquired warrior to take the step to break through the shackles of acquired heaven!" Zhuo Fan said slowly
"The reward for our mission this time is this kind of elixir?" Boss He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He broke through the last shackles, but it was his lifelong dream.
"Yes!" Zhuo Fan replied
In the villa hall, except for Zhuo Fan, everyone's eyes were full of enthusiasm. Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. This is true at all.
In order to obtain the Qi-refining magic pill, these people must go all out. Hum, Ouyang family, you are going to be in trouble. Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan's eyes narrowed, and rays of light flashed out from his eyes.
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In the mountains bordering North Korea and China, Ouyang ignored the retreat
The huge steel-making furnace is still in normal condition, and there is no one in the huge building. The huge concrete building is rolling with waves of heat.
On the wall, a temperature measuring instrument displays the number 128. No wonder there is no one from the Ouyang family here. Who dares to walk in here?
In the furnace, the molten iron is still rolling and bubbling with terrifying high temperatures, making the mouth of the furnace glow like gold and shine with light.
However, although the steel at the mouth of the furnace was red, there was no sign of melting.
A layer of white mist hovered over the mouth of the furnace, like a white cloud. White gas emerged from the gurgling molten iron. Ouyang Wangwu still insisted that he was not dead.
In the blending of ice and fire, on the edge of life and death, Ouyang Wuli struggled hard and crazy, and seemed to have gained something. In the furnace, a terrifying force seemed to be forming. Is Ouyang Wuli really on the verge of death?
Did you make a breakthrough?
When a person is between life and death, he will indeed inspire unimaginable power. Until the last moment, no one knows whether Ouyang Wangli will succeed in advancing.
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The castle is an important symbol in European history. It is not as gorgeous as a church, but it is more mysterious than a church. There are always some unusual stories, such as war, revenge, murder, terror, and romance, all with the castle as the background.
Castles often appear in vampire stories. In European history, people believed that vampires generally lived in remote castles.
During the day, he lay in the coffin, and at night, he came out of the coffin, walked out of the castle, and hunted. The prey was usually humans.
The Alps are the tallest mountain range in Europe. They are located in southern Europe, starting from the Mediterranean coast of France in the west to the Vienna Basin in Austria in the east. They extend in an arc shape from east to west, narrow in the west and wide in the east.
On a dark and windy night, with heavy rain falling in the sky, three helicopters flew low over the Alps in the darkness.
On a cliff deep in the Alps, there is an abandoned ancient castle. On this stormy night, this ancient castle was lying on the edge of the cliff like a beast, exuding a depressing atmosphere.
The ancient and dark walls are made of square boulders weighing more than ten tons. They are extremely strong. Even after endless years, this castle still stands.
With the roar of the wings, three searchlights broke through the rain curtain in the dark night and shone down from the sky. Under the high-power searchlights, the outline of the castle was immediately exposed to the strong light.
Three ropes were thrown down from the helicopter, and then, guys in black clothes slid down from the helicopter towards the castle below along the ropes.
At the door of one of the helicopters, a stern-faced silver-haired young man was watching all this coldly. When more than a dozen people in black entered the castle, the silver-haired young man jumped directly and jumped from a height of tens of meters.
Helicopter, jumped off
The moment he jumped off the plane, a dark red blood glow gushed out from the silver-haired young man's body, and the blood covered his whole body. The heavy downpour was unable to get the silver-haired young man's clothes wet.
All the rain was blocked by the dark red blood on his body.
"Canopy!" The silver-haired young man fell straight down from the sky. The bricks under his feet immediately cracked, and cracks like spider webs spread from under his feet.
"Brush!" The dozen men in black who got off the helicopter immediately stood neatly behind the silver-haired young man.
"Well! In order to imprison William, the people of the Holy See went so far as to build such a large castle in the Alps." The silver-haired young man glanced around and found that he was in the square in front of the castle.
This silver-haired young man was none other than Marcus, the ancestor of the blood race. After he read Alexander's memory from Alexander's blood essence, he searched for information from Alexander's memory about the imprisonment of his younger brother William, the ancestor of the werewolf.
William, the ancestor of werewolves, was imprisoned by the Holy See in an old castle in the Alps.
A large dark iron door, after endless years of erosion, still firmly blocks the entrance to the castle. The rusty iron door exudes an ancient and vast atmosphere.
Marcus stared at the iron door with a cold smile on his lips. Then, an afterimage was left on the spot and appeared in front of the iron door in an instant. His blood-stained right fist hit the iron door with all his strength.