Suddenly Fan Lingxuan thought of someone and immediately ran towards the castle.
She is going to find her lover, maybe he can find a way?
Fan Lingxuan soon arrived outside the dungeon.
"Bill, Bill, where are you?"
Fan Lingxuan threw herself on the dungeon door and shouted loudly.
"Is that you, my dear?" a man's surprised voice came from inside the door.
"It's me, I'm here to save you." After saying this, Fan Lingxuan used all her strength to destroy the dungeon's formation.
This dungeon was originally guarded, but just before the death of the blood clan leader, he summoned the God of Death with the blood of his entire clan, and all those guards were sacrificed to the God of Death.
Without the guards, the original formation became weaker. Fan Lingxuan easily destroyed the formation and opened the dungeon door.
A figure flashed inside the door, and Fan Lingxuan's lover Bill appeared at the door.
The two looked at each other and hugged each other fiercely.
After a moment of hugging, Fan Lingxuan broke away from Bill's arms and said anxiously:
"Dear, the patriarch summoned the God of Death before he died. Our savior Qin Luo is in danger now. Is there anything you can do?"
"My dear, don't worry, just come with me."
Bill was very calm. He took Fan Lingxuan's hand and headed towards the attic at the highest point of the castle.
On Qin Luo's side, facing the crazy attack of the God of Death, he was unable to resist, and he was panting from exhaustion.
At this time, with a whoosh, the backs of Li Mubai and Lei Ren were scraped out by the scythe of the god of death, a two-foot-long bloody mouth. The blood hole was deep enough to see the bone, and blood spurted out from inside.
The two let out a howl of pain and completely lost their fighting power.
Qin Luo was also thrown away. He felt his stomach churn, and with a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Are you going to die here today!?"
Qin Luo felt a chill in his heart. At this moment, Fan Lingxuan and an American appeared in Qin Luo's sight.
"My dear, you stay here and wait for me, I'm going to help him!"
Bill hugged Fan Lingxuan tightly and whispered.
"Dear, you must be careful!" Fan Lingxuan said with a tearful tone.
"Don't worry, I will do it." Bill kissed Fan Lingxuan's forehead.
Fan Lingxuan's tears flowed continuously, and her eyes were filled with endless worry.
Seeing Bill coming, Qin Luo couldn't help but frown,
With Bill's strength, he is no match for the God of Death.
Just as he was about to give a warning, unexpectedly, at this moment, the death's scythe appeared silently behind Bill, and then struck hard at Bill.
"Be careful!" Qin Luo shouted and immediately released the flying sword.
However, Qin Luo was still too late. The death sickle struck Bill hard with a dazzling cold light.
Poof!
Bang!
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Bill let out a wail of pain.
Looking at Bill's chest again, he had been cut by the death sickle and was bleeding, and his skin and flesh were turned over.
Although he didn't die immediately, his appearance was simply terrifying.
"Bill!" Seeing this scene, Fan Lingxuan immediately let out a painful exclamation and rushed towards Bill.
"Don't come over!" Seeing Fan Lingxuan coming over, Bill immediately shouted: "Honey, I'm fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, something fell out of Bill's body.
It was a silver token, and the banging sound just now was obviously the abnormal sound produced by the death's sickle falling on the cross.
I don’t know what kind of material this thing is made of, but it was completely intact under the scythe of death.
And he also protected Bill from being cut in half by the sickle.
At this moment, Bill stretched out his hand and picked up the token, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and landed on the token.
The next second, I saw a group of light shields bursting out from the token. There was a cloud of water droplets in the light shield, like spring rain moistening things. They covered the God of Death, Qin Luo, Lei Ren and Li Mubai tightly.
Everything is enveloped in it.
As soon as Qin Luo, Li Mubai and Lei Ren touched the water droplets, they felt their whole spirits lifted, and the dead energy that had just invaded their bodies was instantly washed away.
But the situation of the God of Death is exactly the opposite.
As soon as the shadow of the God of Death is stained by water droplets, it makes a popping sound and bursts of white smoke appear.
At the same time, the shadow of the God of Death let out an extremely unpleasant scream, immediately rose into the air, swung the sickle in his hand fiercely, cut open the mask of light, and fled outside.
However, as soon as it flew a few hundred meters away, the shadow of the God of Death was completely dissolved by the water droplets.
The cloak on his body also exploded in the air like fireworks, turning into a cloud of gray-black smoke that slowly drifted away in the wind.
The black scythe, on the other hand, was not affected. After losing the control of Death,
It unexpectedly fell rapidly from mid-air, fell to the ground with a clang, and plunged into the soil.
Everyone did not expect that the immortal God of Death would completely dissipate due to the appearance of a token.
Qin Luo, who was already desperate, didn't expect it either.
Fan Lingxuan immediately rushed to Bill, came to Bill's side, picked up Bill, and treated Bill with the secret skills of the vampires.
Although Bill's injuries were relieved under Fan Lingxuan's treatment, it will still take some time for him to fully recover.
Although the spirits of the vampires all over the ground were still sluggish and their strength had plummeted, they finally saw the situation clearly.
The patriarch is dead, and the three ghost kings are dead. Now the only one with the highest cultivation level and the purest bloodline in the clan is Bill. At this time, someone took the lead and shouted, "Meet the clan leader!"
Hearing this sound, all the vampires on the ground also shouted.
Although Fan Lingxuan has been thinking about flying away with her lover Bill and leaving the Bill family,
But she also knew that Bill would not leave these weak tribesmen alone.
After looking at Bill, Fan Lingxuan walked to the old patriarch's body, pulled out a bloody medal, and silently handed it to Bill.