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Chapter 244: Kill the Brilliant Qin Dynasty

 Zhang Chengfeng's voice was trembling when he said the word "Bai Qi".

Even though he is over fifty years old, he has seen countless lives and deaths on the operating table, and even met the legendary sage Hua Tuo, and was accepted as his successor.

but.

Hua Tuo, the Holy Hand, came and went, but the feeling to him was not real. At first, he was just facing the opponent's soul.

But this Bai Qi is made of flesh and blood.

Real awakening!

Until this moment, he still couldn't believe that this was Bai Qi, the God of Killing in Qin, who had killed 400,000 enemy soldiers thousands of years ago!

The fierce man who once made an era tremble has once again awakened in this era.

How lucky it is to live in the same era and on the same land with such a dazzling figure!

In Mr. Zhang's opinion, it seems that such a fierce man can't deal with Dracula.

But Lin Fan had a complicated expression: "No... this God of Death, after all, has just woken up..."

Lin Fan's nails dug deeply into his palms.

This god of death has been sleeping for thousands of years and has just woken up.

He doesn't have the power to kill Dracula with one blow.

Two figures kept colliding in the sky, indistinguishable.

This picture is exactly the same as in my memory!

Is everything going to follow the historical trajectory again?

Is there still nothing I can change about myself?

"Don't say anything, use your divine power and scorch the blood pool!"

Lin Fan could only hope that people like him could roast this blood pool and speed up the consumption of the blood pool.

That way, maybe it's still too late...

For a moment, Lin Fan's Shura divine power surged out, turning into black flames, burning the bloody chains crazily!

In the sky.

Two figures fight together,

Dracula's body was cut into pieces again and again and healed again and again.

"Give up." Dracula once again walked out of the blood pool and looked at the crazy and demonic man in front of him expressionlessly.

To be honest, he was a little admired.

This guy is just as crazy as before!

As long as he starts killing, he won't tire of it, as if he won't stop until the sky is dark and the sky is dark!

This lunatic has no such thing as fatigue!

To become a god by killing is to become a god of killing!

Bai Qi raised his blood sickle again, smiling crazily.

"Can't I kill you?"

"I want to see how many times you can recover!"

"Kill as fast as you can!"

Blood sickle, rush forward again!

The figure was split into two, just like a farmer cutting off crops, but immediately, countless blood poured into Dracula's body, and he walked out of the blood pool again.

Only this time, Dracula suddenly looked a little nervous.

"The consumption of the blood pool...how could it be so huge!"

It was only then that he realized that the blood pool behind him was only a quarter of what it was before!

Dracula suddenly looked at Lin Fan, who was chained by the blood-colored chains, and saw that the four gods and one demon were all there using their divine power to roast the chains and consume the blood pool together with Bai Qi!

No.

Not just four gods and one demon.

Even the three first-order gods who had just become gods were divided into two to help burn the chains condensed with blood, leaving only one first-order god leading the God-killing army to resist those elite vampires!

"These guys...are helping their ancestors!"

Dracula's expression became increasingly ugly.

He really didn't take these ants seriously before.

But they never expected that they would help their ancestors and consume their own blood pool at this time!

The ancestors and modern people of this land join forces to deal with him!

"What an honor." Dracula smiled fiercely, but just this distraction caused him to be chopped into pieces by the blood sickle again!

When he walked out of the blood pool again, he saw the madman seemed to be tireless, continuing to carry the sickle and rushing towards him: "How many times can you recover!"

Fight again.

The blood pool where the blood of millions of people condensed is getting smaller and smaller.

The madman seemed to be tireless, cutting Dracula into pieces again and again.

In the end, only a few feet of the blood pool remained.

The god of death who had been awakened for thousands of years actually harvested the blood of tens of millions of people with just one sickle!

God of death!

Become a god by killing!

"Tireless madman." Dracula underestimated him softly.

Bai Qi held a giant scythe and looked directly at this strange-looking young man with scarlet eyes, his whole body exuding a sinister aura.

The evil spirit is steaming like a dark cloud.

"This is your last time. The blood you have accumulated has been exhausted."

The God of Death Bai Qi looked up to the sky and roared: "Great Qin!"

"kill!"

The last charge!

Just like his charge on the battlefield a thousand years ago!

Thousands of years ago, he helped that king unify Daxia and create a great unification!

And now.

He wants to help the king and protect the Qin world!

"kill!"

"boom!"

The blood sickle flashed by!

Dracula, the pool of blood behind him shattered!

What was shattered together with the blood pool was Dracula's body.

"call!"

Looking at the broken body, the god of death who had traveled across thousands of years slowly stopped and let out a loud gasp like an ox.

The red light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the overwhelming evil aura gradually subsided.

"The enemy is dead!"

"My king, have you seen it?!"

"General, you still protected the Qin Dynasty!"

He looked up to the sky and roared angrily, as if reporting to his emperor.

but.

Just the next moment.

"He, I guess he can't see it."

A voice came quietly.

Bai Qi suddenly froze and looked along the sound.

The next moment, Bai Qi's pupils shrank suddenly!

Dracula, who had obviously been chopped into pieces, appeared in front of him again!

"Impossible!" Bai Qi's eyes widened, but then he roared again and charged away like a tireless bull!

The God of Killing will never get tired!

Killing is his power!

Killing is his belief!

Killing is what this Great Qin Blade should do!

If you can only kill, you can open up and expand the territory of the Qin Dynasty and defend the world of the Qin Dynasty!

Then kill!

Create a peaceful and prosperous era!

Sing and dance to bring peace!

Fight to unify the world!

Kill the glorious Qin Dynasty!

He never gets tired of killing.

Because the king is watching!

Lin Fan tried his best and shouted: "Behead!"

"kill!"

"boom!"

Blood sickle waved.

Dracula, split in two again.

The neck was cut off.

However, under his watch, he was resurrected again.

This time, he followed the younger man's advice and cut off Dracula's neck!

But still resurrected!

Lin Fan's pupils suddenly shrank!

Beheaded but still alive?

this……

"Impossible...impossible...your blood pool is obviously gone...you..." Bai Qi stared at Dracula, breathing like an ox.

For some reason, he suddenly began to feel tired.

His strength began to drain away, and even... his newly awakened body began to become weak.

"what happened……"

He seemed to notice something and slowly lowered his head.

Only seen.

I didn't know when a small incision was made on my stomach.

It was such a small hole, but in the excitement of killing, he didn't even notice it.

But at this time...the wound was bleeding continuously!

That is the blood of the killing god thousands of years ago. The blood is filled with evil spirits and rich in life energy. It is as different from ordinary human beings as clouds and mud.

Drops of blood flowed out, as if being pulled, and merged into Dracula's fingertips like a bead curtain, converging into a small blood ball.

Dracula looked at the God of Death who was starting to become weaker and weaker. The last trace of fear in his eyes finally dissipated and turned into greed.

"Have you finally noticed?"

"Now, you are my blood pool."

"So, as long as you live, you can never kill me."

"Oh, by the way, let me remind you."

Dracula touched his neck and smiled slyly, "As for me, the first-generation pure-blood vampire, I am not afraid of beheading, garlic and sunlight. Only vampires with impure blood will be afraid of those things... The reason why some people say

I'm afraid of those things because I said that on purpose just for today."

"In order to give you Eastern Martial Gods a surprise."


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