Even during the day, the castle is still filled with a cold and dark atmosphere.

In the wide, windowless hall, sunlight leaks from the door, dimly illuminating the interior.

In the center is a long dining table covered with candles.

Apart from that, there was nothing else but two portraits of pale middle-aged men hanging on the blue-gray walls.

Deep on the right is the ancient stone staircase, extending to the second floor.

Li Xiang did not see the existence of people or dead disciples.

He formed seals with his hands to sense the ninjutsu.

To his surprise, there was no one upstairs.

Instead, there seemed to be huge energy gathering under his feet.

Thinking that all the blood left by the dead disciples who died before was absorbed by the magic circle, there is a high probability that the core is underground.

Li Xiang glanced at Fufu and suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

I have a True Ancestor myself, how can I still beat someone who has not become a True Ancestor?

Thinking of this, Li Xiang immediately took out the Han Sword, pointed it at the ground, and with a bang, the floor tiles made of unknown materials exploded.

About fifty centimeters thick, a huge cavity suddenly appeared.

An indescribable smell gushes out.

Li Xiang almost vomited.

It's like a garbage dump for several years.

Dark red reflected from the hole.

Only then did Li Xiang notice that there was thick blood underneath, forming a stream.

He couldn't help but frown.

The smell in the nasal cavity is still lingering.

He simply used magic to block his sense of smell.

Li Xiang jumped down.

The only thing he could see before was the entrance of the cave, but now he could clearly see that several streams finally converged into a strange pattern.

Like a twisted sword.

Magic arrays generally have something like array eyes.

At any rate, Li Xiang attended classes for a few days.

Since there are five castles outside, it means there are five patterns corresponding to them below.

The patterns are connected by streams.

It is as if they are two organs of the human body, each serving as a blood vessel.

So where is Rubare?

Li Xiang used the sensory ninjutsu again, but found nothing.

He didn't feel disappointed either.

Perception is not omnipotent.

Besides, his ninjutsu is not S-level.

If you can use the immortal mode now, you can find the traces of Rubare.

Li Xiang already had enough power because of his word spirit, but he wanted the ability to perceive even more.

He is now in a place similar to a transit station, with four passages up, down, left and right.

"Fufu, which way are you going?"

Li Xiang suddenly had an idea and asked.

As the first of the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles, Fu Fu is superior to Rubare in terms of bloodline and strength.

"Fu!"

Fufu barked, stretched out its little paw and pointed to the left.

Li Xiang immediately walked towards the passage on the left.

After a while, there were four more passages.

Fu Fu continued to give directions.

Li Xiang discovered that this magic array was actually a maze.

After being guided by Fu Fu four times, he reached the core position.

An underground palace.

It's not much better than the castle above.

"You actually found this place?"

The middle-aged man on the throne asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Are you Rubare?"

Li Xiang ignored his question.

"Since you know who I am, you still dare to come and die. It seems you are quite capable."

Rubare stood up and said, "I originally thought that the first magician I would see was Barthemero."

"Oh, you said I'm the captain."

Li Xiang showed a faint smile, "You are not qualified to see her yet."

"You are just as arrogant as her, but you just don't know what strength you have."

Rubare snorted coldly.

Like a volcano erupting, cracks suddenly appeared on the floor under his feet.

Li Xiang felt his eyes were dazzled, Lu Bare had already arrived.

So fast!

Although his strength and durability are good, his agility has almost no bonus, and he relies entirely on the support of his spirit.

Li Xiang blocked his fist with a Han sword in time.

In his haste, he staggered back two steps.

"Somewhat capable."

Rubare clenched his fists.

He wore gloves full of metallic luster, which looked like they were extraordinary at first glance.

Li Xiang paid full attention and became serious.

In terms of strength, he is slightly inferior.

But the durability is the same for everyone.

It is not easy for Li Xiang to be beaten to death.

What's more, his swordsmanship is even more superb.

Although vampires are transformed from humans, most of them are not martial arts masters.

After becoming a vampire, there is no need to learn any sword skills.

Anyway, with immortality and strength and speed far beyond ordinary people, you can basically win.

But today Li Xiang is going to teach them a lesson.

Strength alone is not enough, you must also have skills.

Fist close.

Li Xiang used the length of the Han sword to strike first. After hitting the glove, he flicked his wrist to remove the force and stabbed out two more swords.

Rubare's eyes showed a little surprise.

Li Xiang's sword reacted faster than his own.

This is equivalent to three swords versus one punch.

When the collision and roar sounded, he took a step back.

This was the first time for Rubare to meet such an opponent.

It's obviously half a chip weaker than him, but he can't win.

In the past, the only people he had fought against were magicians and Death Apostles.
To be continued...