Dracula walked in through the hotel gate with a special demeanor, but Shabiya and Kru who came to greet him both saw that His Highness the Grand Duke seemed a little embarrassed, which was a little unnatural that was involuntarily revealed after being frustrated.

Dracula strode towards the elevator and whispered: "Some strange Chinese people have come to New York City. You must always pay attention. Beside Michelle, you will keep a close eye on me. No Chinese people are allowed to approach, otherwise you will kill them."

Kru was stunned for a moment: "But, Your Highness, Mr. Yi Chen..."

Dracula blinked her eyes and said impatiently: "Don't he have British nationality? Can he still be considered Chinese? Of course, he is exceptional." Dracula muttered in her heart: "Looking at the appearance of Michelle and that Feli, the friendship has been very deep. If Yi Chen is removed, will I never have peace in the future?"

The elevator door opened and Dracula glanced in. Seven young men with yellow skin, black hair and black eyes were raising their steps out. Dracula's heart twitched tightly. Looking at the every move of these young men, they all had great skills. What are their origins? It's not related to the two old men who beat him to the face of a gray-headed and rat, right?

Dracula snorted softly, her head swayed slightly, and a marquis brought from the Netherlands behind him immediately pushed an elbow to the young man who was leading the way. The others behind Dracula moved slightly with a tacit understanding, blocking the sight of other guests in the lobby.

The young man in charge was the great disciple of the Five Elements Sect Huo Zhenren, and his Taoist name was Fire Dragon. He was so irritable that he could poke a hole in the sky. The fellow Taoist who had good relationships secretly called him the evil dragon. Seeing that the other party actually made a heavy move at him, he immediately changed his face and slammed his elbow with the same elbow. A red flame tail was left in the air, and a high temperature dissipated to all sides.

Dracula's face changed. As creatures in the dark world, some forces are inherently restrained by light and fire. Although as a high-level vampire, it is necessary to have very powerful light and fire energy to hurt them, if this young man is as close as the Marquis, he may be his subordinates who suffer. Dracula never thought that this young man, who seems to be in his early twenties, is actually over 200 years old. After two hundred years of hard practice, his strength is small?

The elbows and elbows collided together, and the fire dragon's upper body clothes silently turned into ashes, which was the effect of being corroded by the power of darkness. The marquis was in trouble. According to Durcula's intention, he just wanted him to try the power of the fire dragon, so he only used less than half of his strength. At the same time, in order to stop in time, he also left a spiral force. As a result, when he encountered the full-strength attack of the Fire Dragon Taoist, his whole body was immediately shrouded in the flames.

It was so burning so badly. After Dracula reacted and slapped the flames on his body, the unlucky count had been burned out by the fire dragon boss Sanwei Zhenhuo. Fortunately, he had a powerful dark force in his body to protect his body. Although the muscle tissue was greatly damaged by the scorching true energy, at least it was not in danger of life. The vampire's vitality is very tough. This unlucky marquis only needs to eat a bite of human blood and then bury it in the tomb pile for three or five years, and he will be another hero.

The old Fire Dragon Taoist looked at Dracula with no mercy and said coldly: "A good dog will not block the way, get out of the way."

Dracula was furious and a smile gradually appeared on her face, but the lobby was already in agitation. The fire was burning just now, and the people behind him would see it unless they were blind. The hotel staff were already calling 911, and several security guards had already walked over.

Dracula picked up the unlucky subordinate with one hand and flew into the elevator like a flying. The Fire Dragon Old Taoist and seven disciples of the Five Elements Sect sneered and made a way out, allowing these vampires to get on the elevator one after another, and then went out to inspect according to the instructions of the sect leader. The unlucky Shabiya and Kru stood there with big eyes, and they were left to deal with the problem. So, how should they explain that a person would suddenly catch fire? Moreover, the cameras in the lobby seemed to be facing here just now... Maybe, the manager of the Philips family in New York should be asked to give some effort to buy the hotel staff.

Dracula went upstairs with a gloomy face and whispered: "Go to Mr. Yi's room, I have something to ask him for... If he doesn't fall asleep, then it's best. If he falls asleep, then smash the door open for me and I will see him too."

Two figures of Yang walked over, and the two villains Jester and Chekov held marijuana in their mouths and said in a strange voice: "Oh, don't worry, the boss didn't go to bed so early. He has always been in good spirits, and it's still time for you to find him now. If you go to him after he falls asleep, the boss may not be angry, but the girl Feli will throw you down from the upper floor."

Chekov suddenly shouted in a fuss: "Oh, Your Highness, do you also have the appetite for SM? He actually came up with a naked man... Oh, God, his skin has been burned... When you play with wax, don't you need low-temperature candles? This kid is really dedicated. How much did you give him?"

The marijuana in Jester's mouth fell on the carpet with a squeak of blue smoke, and then he suddenly hugged his stomach and laughed wildly, regardless of whether his crazy laughter would scare the passengers upstairs and downstairs to death. He pointed at Dracula and said, "Chekov, you are a bastard. Do you think that Mr. Dracula is such a majestic person, maybe he is a homosexual?"

Dracula was stunned for a long time. He once again had the urge to kill, then loosened his hand and let his subordinates fall to the ground. His butt just suppressed the marijuana cigarette butts on the ground, and then a trace of barbecue smell came from the air... He stuttered and said, "You, you, you two." The large number of vampire nobles behind him had already begun to roll up their sleeves. As long as Dracula gave his order, Jester and Chekov would never have all the corpses left.

Jester said in a strange voice: "Oh, sorry, but Mr. Dracula, a big man like you needs to pay attention to his image. Your actions will make us misunderstand... The current king of Britain may have just drank some wine four years ago and accidentally hugged a dancer, and then there was a scandal."

Seeing that Dracula's eyebrows were standing up, the two villains became a little scared, and they smiled a few times, turned around and were about to slip away.

Dracula stretched out her hand with grinding her teeth, and her sharp claws slowly emerged from her fingers.

The door at the end of Yi Chen's corridor suddenly opened. He walked out in his pajamas, carrying a towel in his hand, and a big cigar in his mouth. He threw the towel into the sky, blocking the camera in the corridor. Then his figure suddenly came to Durcula's eyes. Another big cigar in his hand was stuffed into Durcula's palm. Then he kicked the Marquis on the ground without hesitation, muttering: "Oh my God, did you encounter a fire when you went out on the street?"

Dracula was embarrassed to "bully" his subordinates in front of Yi Chen, and quickly took the cigar and signaled the subordinates behind to carry the unlucky ghost on the ground into the room, muttering: "Are you free? Come to my room, I have something to ask you."

Yi Chen signaled, and Jester and Chekov followed him, and followed the thirteen Philips grand dukes into Dracula's room.

The four great dukes stood at the door of the room silently and guarded the gate. Some of the other eight poured wine, some gave the sofa cushions, etc., making Draculafu comfortable. Of course, if Yi Chen and the others wanted to get these enjoyments, they had to do it themselves. There are still differences between people with the same strength and the same title in the vampire race, but no matter what their own identities, Yi Chen and the others were unable to be qualified to enjoy their services as humans.

Chekov pulled a wine from the wine cart awkwardly, rolled his eyes and asked the great duke: "This, don't you object to me to drink something, are you?"

The great duke snorted proudly, took out a white towel, and carefully wiped some parts of the wine cart that Chekov's hand had just touched. Chekov burped, not knowing whether he was angry or he really ate too much.

Jester yawned, and his feet in two slippers slammed onto the sofa, then lay down, took out marijuana and sucked it. The two nearby big dukes glared at their eyes and were about to take action. Durcula smiled and waved his hand. The eight big dukes immediately stood in every corner of the living room, motionless.

Yi Chen smiled softly and clapped, "Well, you are indeed a real nobleman, so majestic and powerful."

Dracula said indifferently: "Oh? It's just because I'm the prince's younger brother. Well, if you do something for me, I will give you benefits." He still couldn't say the word "please" and the word "help".

Yi Chen spat out a sip of smoke indifferently and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, we are friends, I'm happy to serve you."

Durcula's eyes were wandering around and muttering: "Well, that's so good, a very simple thing. Please tell me about it. Are there many Chinese people in this hotel? Well, what are they from? What are they doing in New York? Do they have anything to do with the Holy See? Are they... they came for us?"

Yi Chen sighed deeply in his heart. Who taught this old guy a lesson? No wonder he had a bad complexion and had his feelings for those old guys. Well, it would be strange if you meet the sect leader of a sect, it would be strange if you don’t suffer. After all, there are only many Chinese cultivators? Each sect only has one sect leader... But Yi Chen didn’t know that the careless and careless sect leader of Xiaoyao was the one who suffered.

Yi Chen gently flicked the desktop: "Oh, is it necessary? With you in charge, do we still need to be afraid of them? Of course, I know that some Chinese people came to the hotel, and I even know that they came from southwest China, and their accents are easy to identify... But, is there anything wrong with them?"

Dracula was unwilling to tell the story of being forced away by someone with a sword. Although the sword was indeed extremely amazing, gentle, gorgeous, and omnipresent, just like the lake in spring... But this is a shame after all. He stammered: "Well, I just think it's a bit strange, a little strange. By the way, I found that they all had a strong aura and energy reaction. They were not ordinary people, so I asked you to check it for me, and even catch them alone to torture them... Everything is for the safety of Mixue'er's baby."

Yi Chen smiled secretly in his heart, nodded repeatedly, and agreed, wasn’t he just going to Tianleizi to fool around? Just tell him to tell all the monks to pretend not to know him—

The Master Xiaoyao and Shui Zhenren were hovering in the air for a long time. While they were punctured, they didn't notice that the two F-22 fighters were following him. They were trying hard to increase their power and wanted to catch up, but the two were too fast and they didn't see the two ignition lights behind.

At an air force base near New York, the nervous commander was roaring: "What the hell is it? Is it UFO? No matter what it is, keep an eye on me, and more than a thousand witnesses have called the police."

The Master Xiaoyao Sect sighed, and his natural romance broke out again, and a long roar was heard: "So good night, such a moonlight, we are chasing a group of demons, which is really awesome..." Sighing, sighing, the Master Xiaoyao, who didn't know what the obscure figure was, gently waved to the sky, and then a thousand long colorful glows flew out of his hands, coiled in the air, emitting endless light, and then a crisp sound of "Pila" turned into countless lights and rains slowly fell down, reflecting the sky like water, magnificent and brilliant, for a moment...

Shui Zhenren laughed: "The Sect Master is really intrigued..."

And below, countless disturbed New York residents began to call frantically again: "Hey, what's going on? Is it a military test or an aurora?"

About one hundred black shadows flashed quickly between the buildings below. The leader of Xiaoyao and Shu Zhenren greeted each other, and the sword light on their bodies condensed, and they floated and chased after relying on their true energy. Behind, two unlucky F-22 fighter jets lost their target, searched for helplessly for a while, and returned.

The elders of the three major families of Feng, Huo and Shan heard that the ninja team they sent were almost eaten as food, and their revenge suddenly increased. They immediately rushed out with a special ninja to find someone to retaliate. The elders of the Five Elements Alliance and other major schools were happy to watch the fun, and secretly followed a few good players to watch the show.

This group of ninja brigades searched among high-rise buildings for a long time, and kept making sharp sounds with bamboo whistles, filled with their own internal forces and completely provocative. However, Durcula and the others had already returned to the hotel, so how could they know that these "neighbors" were preparing to cut people in a fierce manner? As a result, the ninja army did not meet the main master, but encountered the Holy See team that had just arrived from the nearby states.

37 chapel-level deacons, 59 senior deacons, and 103 ordinary deacons. The thugs of the Inquisition are the permanent staff of several recent cathedrals. When they heard that their immediate superiors were sneak attacked in New York, they were so angry that they screamed and jumped, leaving some people to guard the church. Others rushed to New York overnight. A sharp-eyed deacon saw the ninjas passing by above his head and immediately reported to his leader.

The leader of the clergy blinked his fingers and emitted a circle of shock waves. This faint holy power fluttered and fluttered out. All the people with holy power nearby noticed his summoning, spread their figures, and arrived quickly.

The deacon with a beautiful bearded man pointed to the roof of the building in the distance and whispered: "From their speed and kimono, they should be people from the blood clan."

Several other deacons looked at him and nodded: "Okay, you can't let them go. Let's go together. The blood clan is our enemy, and you can't let them go."

The clergy shouted in unison: "Praise God, my Lord is omnipotent." A stream of white holy light, either thick or light, shot towards the roof of the building ahead like countless meteors.

The ninja army was busy for two or three hours, but they didn't catch a bat hair. They were so angry that they were about to go back to the hotel under the leadership of the Longshan Elder when they saw a strange white light emitted from a street, which was shining within two or three hundred meters. Then countless white meteors flew towards this side. When they were more than two hundred meters away from the roof, strange white cross holy lights slashed down.

The elder of Longshan, the elder who likes to conquer the mountain tribe, roared wildly: "Enemy surprise attack, Baga, kill..." He first pulled out the giant machete that was more than ten times the weight of an ordinary samurai sword. His figure had merged into the ground, and then shot out with countless bricks and stones. A shrill sword wind came out from his machete, like a sickle, slashing at the brightest one in the popular one.

After searching for a night, the army of ninjas that were basically busy in vain roared: "Bagayalu, kill." More than a hundred samuraidas were unsheathed, and according to the methods they practiced, they merged into the wind and crawled into the floor and disappeared. The ninjas who did not have the five elements nearby to perform their escape skills, used their most proud sword skills, and countless whistling half-moon swords were slashing over them densely.

The sword energy and the holy light collided, and a violent explosion occurred. Half of the head of the unlucky building was blown off, and fragments of the corpses of more than a dozen households inside splattered in the bricks and stones. The ninjas who had entered the floor of the building flashed with blood and screamed in terror, jumped up in anger, and used all their energy to slash the most brilliant knife in their lives.

This inexplicable battle was fought quickly and ended faster. More than a dozen elders of the three major families of Feng, Huo and Shan easily killed more than 30 deacons. However, after killing more than a dozen enemies, the ninjas also lost more than fifty people. After all, the people from the Holy See attacked suddenly, and their attacks took a step earlier and took a lot of advantages. As soon as the two sides contacted each other, they suffered heavy casualties. They immediately retreated and prepared to organize the queue before fighting.

The Master Xiaoyao and Shui Zhenren looked at the scene in amazement and muttered to each other: "Who can we help?"

Shui Zhenren shook her head: "Who are the good people and who are the bad people?"

The leader of Xiaoyao pointed and said, "These guys called ninjas... are rebels. This is right. We should hit them... But the guys behind them actually attacked others from behind. This is a villain, and we seem to be hitting them more... This, we are..."

Before the two of them could stop, the ninja army had already waved their hands and threw countless cross darts, and shot at the clergymen floating in the air like a swarm of locusts, and then rushed over. The deacons of the referee's original task was to fight, and at this moment they pulled out their slender swords and used gorgeous moves to meet them.

The ninja army used its simple, effective and violent sword skills, "Windwind Slash", "Draw Sword Slash", and "Juhe Slash". The blade that gathered all its spirits cut the enemies that could not stop their sword energy into two pieces; and the gorgeous sword techniques used by the deacons lightly resolved the opponent's domineering attacks. Often, when they exposed their flaws, the sharp sword edge penetrated deeply into the opponent's body...

Shui Zhenren sighed: "Forget it, forget it, we can't figure out what happened to them. Did these ninjas come to New York to kill these people? Monks don't get too much blood and let them fight, let's come again..."

The Master Xiaoyao said indifferently: "Okay, it's best if they die together... Wuliang Tianzun, I shouldn't say this."

The two of them floated in the air for a while, and the light rainbow flew away, but they didn't see the nearby high-rise buildings. At least twenty cameras had already been secretly aiming at the two of them and took pictures of these incredible shots. Immediately afterwards, these amateur cameramen added long-distance shots and began to shoot bloody battles near the roof of the building.

A black cat lay lazily on the roof of a building, with green eyes emitting a strange light, staring at the battle between the ninja army and the deacon army, and a human speech came out: "It's strange, we all know our reinforcements... where is this? We actually fought with the people from the Holy See... Um... Could it be a member of the European headquarters? No matter what, it just happened to eat this bastard of the Holy See."

The black cat's body gradually expanded and changed, and finally turned into a black wizard in a black robe. He murmured to himself, his fingers waving strange magic symbols in the air, dark green light formed a mysterious magic circle in the air under his gestures, and faint green magic waves spread to the top of the building where he was fighting... He didn't know that a policeman from the New York Police Department, who was almost scared, was using his home camera to capture the horrible scene of him changing from a cat to a human.

The corpses scattered on the ground suddenly swelled up like inflatable balls. The ninjas were much crueler in training and their reactions were much faster. When they saw something was wrong, they immediately jumped high and merged into the wind.

The deacons were wondering, why did these weird guys stop fighting, and they would jump up even if their swords opened holes in their bodies?

The leading deacon suddenly felt the evil fluctuations in the air, and he roared in horror: "The Undead Wizard... Oh my God..." The holy flower on his body surged and hugged him and fled quickly... He just flew less than three meters away, and the corpses on the ground exploded one after another. The deacons who had not had time to escape were destroyed by the powerful explosion force, and then were stained with poisonous blood and gravy, and soon turned into thick blood.

The two calves of the flying deacon were also melted. He screamed and his body suddenly dropped by more than two meters. The elder Longshan smiled and showed his appearance from the air, slashed down with a crazy knife, chopping down the right arm and half of the shoulder of the deacon.

The tenacious deacon screamed, plucked up his last bit of strength, and ran away with a halo. Longshan couldn't catch up with it and snorted coldly: "Baga, the lucky boy."

The other elders appeared from the air and looked at the roof of the building where the undead wizard was.

The undead wizard bowed lightly, his body trembled, turned into a black cat, and screamed strangely, running and jumping away. From Longshan and his body movements, he could have seen that they could not be subordinates of the Dark Controversy Group. The members of the controversy would not have these weird things that turned into Feng... In order to avoid trouble, it would be better to escape early-

Yi Chen smiled from the room of Tian Leizi and his seniors with a pair of slippers, and hugged with a few friends who were familiar with him. He smiled and walked to his room downstairs with a cigar in his mouth.

Tian Leizi patted the shoulder of Shui Zhenren who had just returned and said, "Look, look, you still have to come out and walk more, so that you can gain insight. Those guys are not bat spirits, and their feelings are animals like humans. Haha, I'll get into his ancestors, and there are all kinds of strange things..."

The leader of Xiaoyao smiled: "At first, he really treated them as demons... However, they are born with strong power and don't need any practice at all. They can fight with us practitioners. It's terrible, terrible."

Shui Zhenren shook his head: "It may not be, it may not be. They may have strong talents, but that person is not as good as me, and he is even worse than you, the leader and the sect leader."

Tian Leizi stood up humming a tune and said, "Yes, they are innate capital. The older they are, the better they are. However, they have poor talents, and the way they are endless..."

All the monks in the room nodded slightly and agreed deeply—

The deacon who had left the light fell into the secret base of the Holy See in New York. Seven referees rushed out with a vote of deacons. Galanti helped another vice referee who had just arrived and hurried out, asking in surprise: "Flan, why? Why are you...you are like this?"

Flan roared: "Master Galanti, we were raided by the people of the Dark Controversy Group. A necromancer, more than a hundred Japanese, should be Japanese ninjas. The deacons of our four churches were all fascinated." After saying that, he had already spurted out blood, mixed with pieces of corroded and rotten internal organ fragments. His eyes turned pale and his head slammed heavily on the ground.

Galanti roared: "Damn Dark Controversy, they must have known our plan... Japanese ninjas? Damn, where did the Japanese ninjas emerge? Give me the order, everyone, everyone is transferred, the more the better."

The vice referee with beautiful black beards beside him hurriedly supported him: "Garanti, my old friend, you can't be too angry... Recovering your wounds well, the scarab will not let them get it."

Galanti nodded viciously and whispered in his ear and muttered: "I mean, don't let those archbishops join in. If our judges can get the scarab independently, your Majesty will be happy... Why do they have to share the credit? Luonan, my old friend, what do you mean?"

Luo Nan hesitated for a moment: "This is probably not good. If they ask to participate in the action, can we still leave them alone? Besides, they are also a powerful force. If we lack them, we really..."

Galanti smiled secretly: "Why is it so troublesome? Ask them to deal with those vampires and... those Japanese ninjas? No matter who they are, let's ask those bishops to deal with them anyway. We will attack the 'Lord Moon' directly, get the scarab and go back to the Vatican. Even if New York is destroyed, we don't care about our affairs."

Luo Nan nodded: "Then, okay...hum, I mean I am afraid that the Dark Controversy Group will make things difficult for us after learning the information. Your idea is very wonderful, just do it like this... Those Indians in suits don't have the strength to fight against us."

The two looked at each other and smiled, shaking their hands gently.

The moon hung high in the sky, and the wild moonlight spread out randomly...
Chapter completed!