The blood clan boss was sucked blood by the opponent's light god

Xia Mixun: "Here."

Shang Lai: "Isn't it the neck this time?"

Xia Mixun: "... Stereotype." Taking Shang Lai's arm, he held it in both hands, opened his mouth, and immediately plunged his sharp fangs into the blue veins.

"What the blood race absorbs is not the blood itself, but the power contained in it." Xia Mixun said vaguely, "In other words, as long as it has the power of prey, we can absorb it. The reason why we leave If you don’t drink blood, it’s still hard to resist the urge to suck blood.”

The vampire's two small thin lips were quickly stained red by the oozing blood, and they bloomed into a gorgeous flower. On his pale and blue face, there was a gloomy moonlight cardamom, contradictory and harmonious.The hot bright red fell in the stomach and intestines, adding a handful of firewood to his pile of embers, and the flame ignited for a while, giving him the illusion of going back to the past.He looked up at Shang Lai, who was looking at him, and thought about what he should do to repay this mortal's gift.

Smiling at Shang Lai, Xia Mixun raised his hand and snapped his fingers, like polishing an invisible stick of incense. Silver sparks crackled and burned in mid-air, and with his fingertips undulating and spinning, the flow flickered into a dazzling light. little meteor.The little meteor stretched out its thin and delicate wings again, and turned into a flexible red-striped silver swallowtail butterfly, lightly perched on Shang Lai's knuckles, fluttering its wings extraordinarily docilely, its scales were dotted with powder, illuminating his dark eyes .

"Does it look good?" Xia Mixun asked him a little bit happily, but also a little proudly.

Shang Lai nodded seriously: "It looks good."

Xia Mixun slowly restrained his smile, and felt that this little trick was nothing, but right now he couldn't show more miracles.

Standing up, Xia Mixun clapped his hands, grabbed and held his five fingers in the air, only to hear the crisp sound of glass shattering, and the surrounding scenes quickly burst into countless cracks, "pop", turned into countless fragments, suspended in the sky, and then It gradually melted and scattered into fine and dense light particles. After disappearing without a trace, in the white void, the writhing mosaic was summoning enough magic power to confront them.

"You can't beat this deity now." Xia Mixun protected Shang Lai behind him, and the butterflies were ready to go at his fingertips.

"I know." Ma Saike was unexpectedly calm, "What I didn't expect is that there is something wrong with the melon next to you."

Xia Mixun frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You should know this better than me. Can the blood of an ordinary human doll replenish you with so much magic power?" Ma Saike said arrogantly, "It's a pity that you are just a bottomless bamboo basket. Much magic power will be lost sooner or later."

Xia Mixun remained silent, the blood in his eyes became more intense.The lost half-soul could not be found, and there seemed to be a black hole in his body that could not be filled forever. No matter how efficient the method of replenishing magic was, it could only meet temporary needs.

"In a sense, you no longer have eternal life. Even if you kill Lao Tzu, there are still a bunch of people waiting to take your life! Can you last a lifetime?" Ma Saike sneered darkly, "During the thousand years you disappeared, Master Aji has never forgotten you, let alone those of your kind!"

"Grandma, do you know? It was your most trusted Seventh Primogenitor who came up with the idea to set up a curse-killing array at the round table meeting to frame you! Master Huya couldn't bear to kill you, so he ordered us to keep you breathless and kill you!" Just take it back to another world, but that kid hates you to the core, wishing that you would never be reborn!"

After Ma Saike yelled sharply, he took a calm look in the void, as if he was looking forward to a crack in Xia Mixun's expression, but the man still looked as usual, and even held him in a funny way. Pulled the corner of the mouth.

As early as the day when he was assassinated, Xia Mixun knew that the Seventh True Ancestor must be the mastermind who took the lead.

Demons are best at drawing magic circles, especially magic circles used to kill enemies.Given his strength at the time, even if he accidentally fell into a trap for a while, he would not be severely injured.This is because the basic shape of the curse-killing array is deliberately added with elements that restrain the blood race, and the magic circuit is also designed so that the flow of magic power when activated can completely predict his next move and block it step by step. pressing.

Among the twelve true ancestors, only the seventh true ancestor has the most profound knowledge of magic and understands his fighting style best.

"Aren't you curious?" Ma Saike pressed again with a sharp voice, "Such a soft-spoken, shy and well-behaved child, why does Sazi hate you so much..."

"It's nothing to do with the deity, it's over if you kill it!" Xia Mixun interrupted decisively, with a cold expression. "Betrayal is betrayal. Do you still want to ask him to share his mental journey in the last issue of "A Date with Luyu"?"

The swarm of butterflies flew like a blizzard, reflecting bright light like stardust, and suddenly spread around, devouring the void wantonly.Because the Stake of Color Valley is more powerful than the Stake of Greed, Xia Mixun must concentrate, continuously increase the output of magic power, and release more red-striped silver butterflies in order to bite off the remnant soul of the Stake of Sorrow.

Unexpectedly, Ma Saike, who was still shouting without fear just now, suddenly became honest, didn't even bother to struggle, and let himself gradually disappear.

Just as the void dissipated and the skylight of the real world poured into the line, the afterimage of Mosaic suddenly brightened strangely.

Shang Lai had a bad heart, and Zheng Gu owed Xia Mixun to block it, but he forgot that he was a human being right now, how could he be able to beat the ghostly speed when the spell was launched.At this moment of lightning and flint, an imperceptible blue-black smoke quickly sank into Xia Mixun's forehead, and almost at the same time, a circle of dazzling white light radiated from his body, almost surrounding the whole person.

Then, Xia Mixun was like a snowdrift under the scorching sun, rapidly dissolving and shrinking.

There was a soft "pop".

The last corner of the void finally shattered and disappeared without a trace, and the foreground objects flowed again.The sun was blazing overhead, illuminating a row of traffic, and the place where they were sent out was the bustling main road in Chuanyuan City.

Xia Mixun disappeared.

At this time, Shang Lai felt a soft tactile sensation suddenly coming from his feet.

When he lowered his eyes, his pupils trembled.