After returning from cultivating immortality, I was exposed by my sister’s live broadcast

"What are you laughing at?" said Vane, grimacing.

Levmila said, "I only said that that person is not from my foundation, but it doesn't mean that he is an enemy of my foundation." "

Their Foundation and the Blood God Cult are in partnership, and their status is equal.

Why should we listen to your command and fight hard

for you?" The little brother beside him snorted coldly: "We Aliens can only survive if we are warm together, why should we deal with our companions for you?"

"You!" Vane's eyes turned red with anger and pointed at Levmila.

"Of course, you're an ally, too. Knowing that things can't be overdone, Levmila immediately laughed and said, "Although we can't help you deal with that anomalous person, we can convince him, maybe there is some misunderstanding between you

?" "And then pull into your foundation, right?" Vane didn't have a good breath, and had already guessed the other party's plan.

Even so, Vane did not refuse, he was really worried that he would make a rash move and be stabbed in the back by the strangers.

Levmila smiled coldly, turned her head to look at the bewitching woman with dyed red hair beside her: "Merry, it's up to you." "

The woman named Merry has a hot body, flaming red lips, purple eyeshadow, and long wavy blond hair that is extremely exaggerated.

Dressed in an indigo low-cut evening dress and with bewitching makeup, she is not a serious woman at first glance.

It's not just her, there are not a few people in the camp of the supernatural.

Gothic makeup, reggae braids, lip rings, nose rings, death Barbie powder...

In addition to Levmila's masculine style, one by one is like a high-profile version of Kill Matt.

Mei Li walked to the VIP stage, looked at Zhao Tianyou, who was killing all sides on the dance floor, and licked her lips.

"Stop. The voice of the strange woman sounded in her head.

"Huh?" Zhao Tianyou surprised the strange woman's voice: "Who?"

Surprised to surprised, there was no pause in the movement.

Flipping his hand, the crow feather flying knives scattered around him returned one after another, surrounding him.

"Kill him!"

"Bullets, who still has bullets!?" The

blood clan on the dance floor was red-eyed when they were killed, and the seven or eight hundred people couldn't get close to one, not to mention, their own people were killed hundreds of people.

The point is that all the high-level blood clans who have mastered heavy firearms are huddled on the VIP stage and don't know what to do, and none of them make a move.

"Hmph!" he said, and eighty-seven crowfeather knives flew out again.

"Ahhh

"Dangdang~"

After the three crow feather flying knives penetrated the human body, the power was slightly reduced, and they were nailed into the wall.

The Crow Feather Flying Knife, which was already full of cracks, was completely shattered after being nailed into the concrete wall, and lost its spirituality.

"Damn!"

after all, it was made of low-grade materials, and in just a few moments, twenty-four flying knives were scrapped.

I don't know if the remaining flying knives can finish this battle, and only a quarter of the mana in his body is left, Zhao Tianyou is a little flustered, he underestimated the strength of these blood clans, it is really that the guns in the hands of those blood clans are too troublesome, the rate of fire of the bullets is too fast, and his reaction speed cannot be avoided all, and he needs to levitate the streamer Han Sword all the time to form a sword formation to block his side, but this is a big burden on the mana consumption.

He was already thinking about retreating, waiting for his mana to recover, and then coming back to settle accounts.

If these blood clans still dare to stay here, he will decisively take the mountain and give them a ruthless blow.

"Stop! We are not enemies. The woman's voice came back to mind.

Not only that, the owner of the voice also tried to enter Zhao Tianyou's spiritual platform, and transmitted a large number of memory fragments to Zhao Tianyou, in the cold basement, the scientific researcher in a white coat was expressionless, standing beside him with a scalpel, cutting open the abdominal cavity of 'me', the beating heart was quickly blocked by the peristaltic healing wound, and the other party had to violently cut it with a scalpel. Even though the anesthetic was administered, the abdominal cavity kept repeating between healing and being incised, which made 'me' feel painful.

As soon as the picture turned, 'I' sat on a cold chair, tied up by a restraint suit, the scientific researcher stood aside with a saw in his hand, put the saw on his wrist, and began to pull back and forth, as if sawing wood, the flesh and blood flew sideways, the flesh on the back of the hand was cut, but the high-density bones stuck the saw, and under the violent pulling, the friction between the blade and the bone made a tooth-aching 'gurgling' sound, and 'I' shook violently in pain, but I couldn't say a word, because 'my' jaw was completely removed.

The screen continues to turn....

"Get out!" Zhao Tianyou scolded angrily, what kind of demons and monsters, stuffing memories into his brain, trying to break his Dao heart!?

Because he was shocked by the sudden cruel memory, Zhao Tianyou didn't have time to avoid the ballistic trajectory fired by the blood clan's minions, and three more crow feather flying knives were shattered by bullets.

"Ah~" Mei Li, who was standing next to the VIP stage, screamed miserably, retreated again and again, and only stood firm with the support of Levmila.

She closed her eyes tightly, blood and tears flowed from between her eyes, and she trembled in pain and scolded, "Fake! what a graceless man!"

"Merry, what's the matter?" Levmila asked.

"Levmila, watch out for that guy, he's still the fourth ability, telepathy.

"What a pervert! There are guys with four abilities. The little brother next to Levmila was amazed.

Levmila himself stared at Zhao Tianyou with bright eyes, this person must be won over to the Foundation.

"You seem to need help?" A sneer came from behind him, and Young Master Vane saw that Mei Li was deflated by Zhao Tianyou, and his heart suddenly felt much more balanced.

After confirming that Zhao Tianyou was not a supernatural from the Foundation, he also put his mind at ease, not worrying that these supernatural people from the Foundation would backstab, and considered letting the elites of the blood clan around him join the battle.

He didn't believe that more than 30 automatic rifles were strafing together, and which one of them could still block it.

If this can be stopped, what about the sniper rifle? What about the anti-tank gun!?

He is a progressive member of the Bloodline, not one of those stubborn antiques, who knows that the Bloodline needs to be transformed, and is more enthusiastic about studying human firearms than anyone else.

"No, this person is bound to be obtained by our Foundation. Levmila snapped his fingers, and three more people walked out of the younger brother.

The three have their own characteristics, one is short, one is fat and one is thin.

The short man was a middle-aged man with a serious Mediterranean, he walked to the VIP stage and stared at Zhao Tianyou, raised his hands and slowly clenched his fists.

"Bump, bumper ~ bumper!" On

the dance floor, the ceramic floor tiles shattered one after another under the unknown gravity, as if they had been run over by a road roller.

As gravity advanced, those blood clans who were close to Zhao Tianyou screamed one after another, and they were all pressed to the ground and couldn't move.

Some of the weak, or those with wounds on their bodies, have their wounds cracking and accelerating blood loss, and their bones let out a crumbling moan, shattering under gravity at any time.

"Ahem~" I didn't pay attention for a while, and when Zhao Tianyou reacted, the unknown gravity was already pressing on his body.

His figure staggered, his knees bent slightly, Zhao Tianyou frowned, and then turned his head to look at the VIP stage on the high platform next to the dance floor.

"Those people made a move?" Raising

his head, he and the fat man who used gravity looked at each other.

The Mediterranean fat man grinned, as if to make a gesture of goodwill with his future partner.

But this smile froze the next moment.

I saw Zhao Tianyou quietly pinching his hand, his slightly trembling knees gradually straightened, and he straightened his waist again under gravity.