Chapter 702: vampire

When Xiao Yifeng took the dragon horn in the palm of his hand, the golden dragon in his head suddenly became excited, and at the same time he could obviously feel that there was a huge energy in the dragon horn.

Xiao Yifeng also saw the people of Lingyin Temple and the Temple come to take the heart of relics and angels, his eyes were slightly dazzling, his lights were shining.

"breeze!"

When Xiao Yifeng stepped out of the auction, Xiao Han came over.

"Uncle San!"

Xiao Yifeng called kindly.

"How did you think of buying this dragon horn?"

Xiao Han looked at Xiao Yifeng and said lightly.

"It feels novel, so I bought it!"

Xiao Yifeng said directly that he did not tell the story of the golden dragon in the brain, after all, this thing is too far-fetched.

"This dragon horn should not be anything special according to my inference. You must be careful to avoid being remembered."

Xiao Han looked at the reminder that Xiao Yifeng cared about.

"I see, uncle!"

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

Out of the Parkway Building, Xiao Yifeng saw the people in the temple boarding a few cars and leaving.

Xiao Yifeng's see-through eyes spread quickly, and everything within 10,000 meters around him was clearly in his mind.

"interesting!"

Xiao Yifeng murmured to himself, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and a playful smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

On a street a few kilometers away from Parkway Building, this street has become extremely quiet and deserted, with only a few street lights on the roadside shining dim lights.

The white bishop's car drove here, and one of the oldest bishops yelled, "Sometimes, stop!"

Immediately, the two cars stopped, and all the bishops got out of the car. A total of six people were wearing white robes and holding white scepters. The oldest bishop was holding a box in his hand. It is an angel heart worth 20 billion yuan.

Huh!

Soon a figure appeared here, headed by the elder Du and the blue sky. In addition to the two of them, there were three elders, plus dozens of middle-aged men wearing black shirts, with sore faces and cold eyes. Men, all of them have the strength of the spirit.

"Who are you? Do you know who we are?"

A white cardinal looked at the group of people in front of him and shouted, exuding a great majesty.

"We don't want to be against the temple, but we have to get what you have!"

This old man drank coldly, his body was filled with an invisible breath, and the momentum of condensate was released directly, covering the surrounding space.

"Well, no one has ever dared to grab the temple. You are blaspheming the gods. Today, I will take you Chinese people to open the sword and worship the great God!"

The white cardinal who just spoke continued.

"Templars, kill!"

The white cardinal gave a sigh, and his blue pupil shot a terrible murder.

"The Knights Templar!"

When Du Lao heard the other person's words, his face changed.

Then there were heavy footsteps around.

In the next second, thirty or so people wearing white armor, holding large white long swords, and white helmets, appeared here like ancient warriors, exuding iron blood.

Headed by a middle-aged man wearing golden armor, holding a golden sword, high body, blue eyes, high nose bridge, and blond hair, exuding terrible breath.

This group of people are members of the Templar Knights.

Seeing the appearance of the Templars, Du Lao and others became heavy and solemn.

"kill!"

The man in gold armor issued a chilling command and a long sword in his hand.

Immediately, the thirty knights of the Templar rushed towards Du Lao and others, surrounded them in an instant, exuding a terrible momentum, all of them with strength above the level of radon.

"Protect the young master, kill!"

The old man shouted in a loud voice, his body exploded with horror, his body burst out, his palms blasted out, and several people of the Knights Templar were blasted out on the spot, spitting blood to the ground.

The remaining three old men all shot one after another, while protecting the blue sky, while fighting fiercely with the Templars.

"drink!"

The man wearing a golden armor and holding a golden sword screamed loudly, slammed out, and screamed angrily, holding the golden sword and chopped out fiercely at Du Lao, a dazzling swordman Then, a void was created in the void.

Du Lao watched the terrible sword attack from the other side, Du Lao's face sank, his body surging with anger, his hands clenched.

A palm print burst out and collided with that sword-mang. A shocking energy aftermath erupted suddenly. A wave of energy aftermath spread out, and both sides retreated back and forth.

Huh!

This man wearing a golden armor was blasted out with a sword, and a white light surged on his body. The golden sword in his hand released a sacred energy, which immediately made his sword soar.

boom!

Du Lao also released the strength of his whole body, patted it with a fierce palm, and greeted the sword of the other party. A violent explosion sound came out, and a stream of true energy hit the tide, and those people around him immediately All were flying out by Zhen.

puff!

A blood spewed out of Du Duo's mouth, and his body was receding, his face paled slightly.

At this moment, more than a dozen masters of the blue family have died, and only the three old men with the highest strength in the condensed state continue to block the masters of the Templars.

"The two of you are going to get rid of them!"

At this moment, the white cardinal holding the heart of the angel ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ said to two of the white cardinals, and immediately the two men would rush out, but in an instant, the five cardinals' faces were all Changed.

I saw a strong and pungent **** smell in the air. Dozens of foreign men with blond hair wearing black tuxedos appeared here like shadows.

His eyes flickered with bloodthirsty, his body was filled with a strong **** taste, his face was pale and colorless, and it was extremely scary to see in this dark night.

"Your **** of vampires have sprung up, you are so brave!"

The oldest bishop stared coldly at the people.

"Give up the hearts of the angels, otherwise we will all absorb your blood today!"

A snow-skinned head of a man emerged with a gloomy smile, sticking out his tongue and licking scarlet lips, with a sense of enchantment.

"Well, if you want to **** our blood, then it depends on your horrible vampires."

The white cardinal shouted coldly, and immediately the other four white cardinals took the scepter in their hands and smashed it. The ground suddenly burst into pieces, and the scepter in their hands shone with white light, surging on their bodies. Divine breath.