Chapter 307: Although it is far away, it will be punished
"It's...it's me..."
As an ancient vampire, Salah was frightened at this time, and his originally pale face was even more bloodless.
Don't be afraid. Although the Vampires claim to be immortal, that has limitations. Now those two are standing nearby, already dead and unable to die again.
Situ Dianmo asked again: "Where is Lucia?"
Salah stammered in reply: "Is...imprisoned by us in the dark castle."
"You dare to imprison even the Blood Emperor whom I recognize, how brave you are!"
Situ Dianmo didn't even ask the third question and slapped him again, and another picture of the vampire appeared in front of him.
These three ancient vampires had lived for tens of thousands of years. They finally woke up this time and thought they could dominate the world. However, they died miserably just after they set foot in the East.
As soon as the three old guys died, the other vampires were so frightened that they all fell to their knees.
Some people had seen Situ Dianmo before, and now they recognized her identity and cried out, "Spare my life, Lord Blood Emperor, spare your life!"
"You traitors dare to offend me, China. What qualifications do you have to ask me to spare you?"
These people had obviously betrayed Helena. Moreover, during the Eastern Campaign against China, Situ Dianmo had no courtesy towards these people.
With a wave of his hand, a red mist engulfed all the vampires.
"Ah! Ah!"
The screams were endless, and when Situ Dianmo took back the red mist, all that was left in front of him were mummies!
Everyone around them was completely dumbfounded. They were the famous vampires. They were the only ones who sucked the blood of others. When had they ever been sucked dry by others?
Sanders swallowed hard. In terms of strength, even if the three ancient vampires were weaker than him, they were not much weaker, but now they were easily wiped out.
From Leng Qingqiu to Ye Tian to Situ Dianmo in front of me, anyone you pick at random is a super strong person, who is many times stronger than yourself.
When I came here, I was full of confidence, thinking that I could crush the whole of China in terms of strength, but now I realize that I am far behind compared to others.
He cleared his throat and looked at Ye Bufan: "Young man, how about we stop here for today?"
Before, he had been coveting the magical land of China and the spiritual energy that suddenly revived here, but now he realized that he didn't have that strength at all.
"That's it?" Ye Bufan smiled coldly, "Are you asking for peace?"
"Yes...yes!"
Even though he was as thick-skinned as Sanders, he was still a little embarrassed at the moment.
"God is merciful. If we continue to fight, we will definitely suffer heavy casualties, so we might as well stop here."
"Have you ever heard of an old Chinese saying? Anyone who offends China will be punished no matter how far away he is!"
Ye Bufan's eyes instantly became sharp, "Now that you have arrived at the door of my home in China, you come and go as often as you like. Do you really think that I have no one in China?"
Jiang Fangzhou glanced at his mouth and then said: "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen you so shameless.
If you can win, just fight. If you can't, just ask for peace. You will take advantage of all the good things in the world!"
"this……"
Sanders' expression paused, then he said bravely, "Young man, you have to see the situation clearly, we are not afraid of you.
You must know that we are thousands of powerful people this time, and no one will be able to take advantage in the end, and you might be the one who suffers!"
After he said these words, the low morale of the people in the west behind him suddenly cheered up. At this moment, they realized that although their side was a little weaker, there were many people, three to four thousand people.
"Chinese people, you really think we are afraid, but we have so many strong people..."
"There are only a few of you. Even if you can defeat one, how can you defeat ten or a hundred?"
"With so many of us swarming up, we could drown you all with our spit..."
These people in the West are like chicken blood, they keep clamoring, as if the decision is in their hands, and it is China who wants peace.
What Sanders wants is this effect. As long as he incites all these people, he can attack when the time comes and retreat when the time comes, and he can take advantage of the fire.
Seeing the excitement among the crowd, he added fuel to the fire.
"Think about it, everyone, why do they have such powerful power at such a young age? Is it because they were born in China?
Such a magical land and such abundant resources should be shared by all people in the world, so why should they be monopolized by the Chinese?"
His words might not have much effect in normal times, but now they are surprisingly good.
Firstly, the spiritual energy revival some time ago had its roots in China, and secondly, the sight of Ye Bufan and others in front of them seemed to be proof.
Many of them are old monsters who have been practicing for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, but their strength is only that.
And these young people in front of them, who are only in their twenties, are terrifyingly powerful. What does this mean? It means that China has terrifying cultivation resources.
For these practitioners, the most attractive thing is resources.
As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. These people's hearts were so hot that they had even forgotten the terrifying strength that Ye Bufan and others showed just now.
"Come on, why are you asking for peace? Just kill them and march into China!"
I don't know who shouted, completely blowing the clarion call for charge.
So these three or four thousand people rushed toward Ye Bufan and others like a shot of chicken blood.
Then a rather shocking scene took place. Under three poplar trees, there were more than twenty Chinese people on one side, and on the other side there were three to four thousand strong Westerners.
Each of these people brandished the weapons in their hands, and their murderous aura was like a rainbow.
Sanders incited the others, but he did not move at all, but looked at the scene in front of him with a sneer.
He wanted to see how strong this young man was, and would take action as soon as his side gained the upper hand.
There was a hint of disdain on the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth. Sometimes defeating the few with more works, but sometimes it doesn't work at all.
For example, now, even if there are ten times or a hundred times more of these people, it will not be able to make up for the gap in strength.
He flipped his wrist, and the thunder beads flew directly into the air. For a moment, the storm changed and thunder rolled, and countless arcs as thick as an adult's thigh filled the air.
On the Western Army side, a mummy king was rushing forward bravely, but a bolt of lightning struck in mid-air, turning it into ashes all over the sky.
On the other side of the dark forces, the vampires had already been wiped out by Situ Dianmo Tuan. The remaining dark wizards, zombies and the like had no ability to resist the thunder and lightning.
What these dark creatures fear the most is the power of thunder, and often a lightning strike can purify dozens of them at once.
Not only were the dark creatures suffering heavy casualties, but even the god's residence on Mount Olympus and the golden lion clan of Asan Kingdom were also unable to withstand the thunder that filled the sky, causing heavy casualties.
The thunder and lightning contained in the Sky Thunder Bead seemed to be endless, and it kept pouring on these people.
As soon as they fought here, half of the people from the Western Alliance were killed or injured.
At this moment, everyone calmed down and realized that the other party was so terrifying that they were simply not something they could fight against.
"Run!"
The Great Sage Master Shah Rukh no longer had the arrogance and arrogance he had before. He turned around and ran away with a loud shout, rushing in the direction he came from.
