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Chapter 185: The Broken Holy Artifact of the Blood Race

Chapter 185: The Broken Sacred Artifact of the Vampire Clan



The next day Xu Rui went to the mountains outside the town to practice as usual.

Something moved in my heart.

The phantom crow flew down from mid-air.

Take out the ‘golden light amulet’ accumulated in the magic bag and give it to it.

"Go to the market and give these talismans to Taoist Master Simu and ask him to sell them for me."

"Gah."

The phantom crow chirped, flapped its wings, and flew toward the east like lightning.

The zombie in Jiuquan Town is dead. There is a high probability that there is no danger anymore, and there is no need for it to be always around.

After finishing morning classes, as soon as I returned to the dojo, I saw Lin Fengjiao packing her things and getting ready to go out.

"Fellow Taoist, are you traveling far away?"

"I plan to go to Whitewater Town to see it."

Xu Rui suddenly felt enlightened.

It was probably because of the difficulty of the white zombie that he was worried about Uncle Jiu's safety in Renjia Town next door.

I want to go to Baishui Town to investigate and see if there are any remaining poisons that have not been cleared away.

Something moved in my heart.

"Let me go with Brother Tao."

After seeing Xu Rui's ability, Lin Fengjiao knew she could do anything.

"It's best to go with fellow Taoist friends, but you...?"

"Haha, I'm just here for free, nothing important."

Hearing what he said, Lin Fengjiao did not refuse.

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have sent the Phantom Crow out."

Its illusion is its own trump card, and it can make the final difference at critical moments.

He hesitated for a while.

"Forget it, with my strength plus Lin Fengjiao, anyone who is not a Golden Core cultivator can handle it."

The two simply packed up and bowed.

"I'm going to Baishui Town with your uncle. You can't slack off on your homework while I'm away. I'll check it when I get back. If it's not completed, see how I deal with you."

Ah Xing and Xiao Yue appear to be silent on the surface, but one look in their eyes shows that they don't take it to heart very much.

Over the years, they have been used to being pampered by Lin Fengjiao and are not afraid at all.

Xu Rui saw this and shook his head secretly.

Disciples like Ah Xing and Xiaoyue are not as useful as the two ghost girls he raised and General Zuo.

Not only is he obedient, but he can also help when fighting.

But this was a family matter, and he didn't want to say anything.

After explaining something, the two of them went out.

"Oh, freedom."

Xiaoyue cheered.

Ah Xing was a little absent-minded.

His beloved Anne was dead, and now he had no interest in anything.

‘Dong dong…’

There was a knock on the courtyard door.

Xiaoyue's face changed.

"Isn't it because master and uncle changed their minds and came back?"

Ah Xing rolled his eyes.

"Pig brain, master and uncle, do you want to knock on the door when they come back?"

"Oh, yes."

The two men stepped forward to open the door, and there stood an old priest with a weathered expression outside.

The great changes in the church made him look much older than before.

"Father, is that you?"

Father Wu smiled modestly.

"Is your master here?"

"Master and uncle are out, are you okay?" Axing continued.

"Oh. I want to discuss donating to the church with them. Since I'm not at home, I'll come back another day."

"My master and uncle went to Baishui Town, and it will probably take many days to come back." Xiaoyue said bluntly.

"Whitewater Town?"

The old priest's heart moved.

He shook his head and didn't ask any more questions.

He took out two pieces of paper from his sleeve and handed them to Xiaoyue.

"This is the land deed of the church. I have written the transfer document for this copy. Please give it to the Master."

Xiaoyue took it and took a look.

Of course she knew that the old priest had promised to donate the church to the school.

"I will hand it over to Master when he comes back."

The old priest nodded and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."

"Priest, walk slowly."

After smiling and nodding, he turned and left.

Looking at his hunched back, Xiaoyue couldn't help but say: "He is so pitiful."

Ah Xing nodded in agreement.



Returning to the church, looking at the empty room, the old priest sighed helplessly, with a sad look on his face.

When he came, there were more than a dozen disciples, but now he was alone.

Even though he has been practicing for many years and has a strong mind, he still feels lonely and full of sorrow.

Take out the broom from the corner and sweep the broken glass around. If you don't find something to do, you will only become more sad.

But he hadn't been cleaning for long when there was a knock on the door.

After opening it, there were anxious village elders from Jiuquan Town outside.

With so many people missing in the town, and they are all well-known people, it will definitely cause chaos.

Many people thought it was a ghost and went to see Lin Fengjiao, but were told that she was not at home. They could only come to see the foreign monk with the attitude of giving it a try.

Although the old priest knew the truth, he had previously discussed with Lin Fengjiao and Xu Rui that the two parties had decided not to disclose the church affairs without causing panic, so he could only pretend to appease the matter.

At night, after lighting all the candles, the church becomes brightly lit.

He planned to close the church and leave Jiuquan Town after tonight.

Kneel in front of the altar, hold the cross, and pray silently.

‘Squeak’.

The closed door suddenly opened.

The old priest opened his eyes and instinctively sensed something was wrong.

He has locked the door of the church. It is impossible for ordinary people to open it so easily.

Turning around, I happened to see a tall man wearing a black robe walking in.

While he was on guard, he said loudly.

"The church is closed. If you want to worship, please come back tomorrow morning."

The man in black robe walked to a place three feet away from him and stood still.

A pair of clear-jointed but extremely white hands came out of the black robe and slowly lifted the wide hood on his head.

Revealing a handsome face with blond hair.

He looks to be in his thirties or forties, full of the charm of a mature man.

The old priest was shocked and his face was full of disbelief.

"father?!"

The visitor smiled lightly.

"Wu, I haven't seen you for many years, you are already so old."

"you you you…!"

"I should be dead, right?"

The visitor smiled faintly, with a proud look in his eyes.

"What a coincidence. Not only did I not die, but I also came back here."

"No, you have betrayed God."

The old priest instantly noticed something unusual. A priest from the Holy See didn't even have the slightest breath of light on his body.

"Wu, you are still so good and noticed it so quickly. Unfortunately, if it weren't for your ridiculous loyalty to God, I really wouldn't want to kill you."

"God conquers the devil!"

The old priest suddenly raised the silver cross in his hand.

The mighty holy light illuminated half of the church.

Roar.

Amidst the ear-piercing roar, the person suddenly covered his face with his sleeves and retreated in a flash.

After retreating to the edge, he put down his sleeves and his face changed drastically.

Two canine teeth protruded from his lips, blue veins appeared on his face, and his eyes turned blood red, like a demon.

"Bloodlines?!"

The old priest recognized this most common dark creature in the West at a glance.

"You are just as annoying as that idiot James. But it doesn't matter, I will also turn you into a vampire like him."

The old priest was not stupid and instantly heard the hidden meaning.

"Did you kill Father James?"

"Of course. Everyone who stops me from becoming a vampire duke will die, including you, my dear Wu."

"You will not succeed, I will announce your conspiracy to the Holy See."

"The proud and arrogant guys in the Holy See have long been attracted by the cruel wars of the mortals in Europe. They can't even take care of themselves. How can they still manage a remote place like China?"

"Wu, come on, join me. Let's create a new blood family here together."

There was enthusiasm in the man's tone.

The old priest shook his head.

After seeing the abilities of Lin Fengjiao and Xu Rui, he knew that the Chinese cultivation world was not easy to mess with. If he wanted to establish a blood family here, he would probably be defeated by the local Taoism and Buddhism.

"The glory of the Lord will conquer all evil."

A scowl appeared on the man's face.

"Since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you."

With a touch of his right hand on his wrist, a four-foot-long, dark red, rusty double-edged battle ax appeared in his hand.

This mysterious divine pattern is inscribed between the two ax heads.

A long, thin crack almost splits the upper half of the ax head into two halves.

Obviously, this is a useless weapon.

But even so, the ferocious aura still shocked the old priest.

"You actually stole the 'Torture Axe' from the Holy See?!"

"If it wasn't for this vampire holy weapon, why would I go back?"

The man wiped the ax lovingly, his eyes seemed to be caressing his lover's skin.

The old priest took a deep breath and spoke a long spell.

The silver cross in his hand shines brighter and stronger.

"Holy Sacrifice Curse? You stubborn guy is looking for death!"

He flew up, held the handle with both hands, and struck out violently.

The mighty blood-red light, like a crescent moon about 10 feet wide, flew past like lightning.

boom.

When the blood light and the holy light collided, it was like the tip of a needle facing a wheat awn, and a fierce confrontation broke out in an instant.

But after all, the bloody light was stronger, and it directly shook the cross from the old priest's hand, and penetrated deep into his chest and abdomen.

The flying blood couldn't stop staying, and soon dyed the church floor red.

Holding the blood-red torture ax upside down with one hand, he walked slowly to the old priest, looked at him with a dead look on his face, opened his mouth and sucked it in, and the blood in his body rose from the ground to the air, and was slowly swallowed by the man.

The latter had a look of enjoyment on his face.

"These pious blood are indeed the most delicious."

Reach out and make a move.

The blown cross slowly flew in front of him.

This used to be his magical weapon, but now it is indescribably annoying.

He casually put the bracelet in the bowl, kicked away the old priest's body, and walked towards the basement.


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