Chapter 1371 4 Blood Ancestors

Europe, a small neutral country, deep in the Alps, the stronghold of the Vampire Tribe.

An ancient castle was hidden in the blood mist. The strong smell of blood assaulted the nostrils, and there were waves of energy fluctuations that were so powerful that it made one's heart palpitate. It was full of bloodthirsty and violent aura, like a savage beast that was about to choose people to devour. .

Around the castle, dead bodies piled up in mountains, blood flowed all over the ground, at least tens of thousands of lives were lost.

Although these corpses were shriveled, most of them were still fresh and not rotten.

This illustrates a very terrible reality. They all died not long ago and were intensively persecuted.

Hoo ho ho!

The dark wind howled, and rustling sounds came from the blood mist, as if all living beings were crying and ghosts were wailing, chilling people to the core.

A few jackdaws were jumping on the corpse mountain, feasting, and making a squawking sound from time to time, which only added to the loneliness, gloom and terror here.

"Blood, blood, I want blood!"

Suddenly, a roar came from the castle. It was hoarse, low, but deafening, like a devil's voice, exuding supreme majesty.

"Dear Blood King, please be patient. The thousand lives contributed by the small Aurora country are already outside the valley and will arrive soon. There are also the three thousand lives of the Sunset Empire and the two thousand lives of the Bourbon Empire. The two thousand lives of the old peninsula empire... are also on the way."

In order to bring about the birth of the blood ancestors and deal with the young demon king, the entire Western world worked together, lost all conscience, and collectively fell into madness.

There is no need for vampires to collect blood, they just send the blood themselves and harvest the people at the bottom of society.

Although the price is heavy, in their opinion the effort is worth it.

Because as long as the young demon king is killed, the balance between the East and the West will be reversed again. The West will once again lead the world, while the East will continue to become a vassal and be squeezed by the Western world.

Exchanging the well-being of the majority at the expense of a few is a business that only makes money but never loses.

However, the Western world does not seem to realize that the vampires are not good, and the Thirteen Blood Ancestors are like demon gods. If they are released, the consequences will be unpredictable. One bad move may be a disaster for the entire human world.

"The blood is coming!" someone said.

Puff puff!

A stream of blood splattered, lives were harvested, blood flowed all over the altar, and bones piled up to form a new hill.

"Mad, you have contributed so many lives. If you still can't summon the Blood Ancestor, a nuclear weapon will blow up this place."

"All the powerful vampires have been killed by the young demon king. The rest are crooked and cracked. If they are not capable enough, they may not be able to summon the blood ancestors."

"Stop talking sarcastically. The Blood Ancestor is our only hope to kill the young demon king. Let's pray together."

…

Outside the valley, a group of elites in suits and ties gathered together and had a discussion.

They came from different countries. Firstly, they came here to sacrifice their lives for the country and donate blood to the Vampire Clan. Secondly, they wanted to know the progress of the Vampire Clan's summoning of the Blood Ancestors as soon as possible.

"Look, the Twelve Blood Ancestors are reacting." An excited voice suddenly came from the castle.

boom!

First, there was a burst of terrifying aura, and then a huge bloody vortex rushed out of the castle, straight into the sky, accompanied by the sound of thousands of ghosts crying and howling, sending out trembling fluctuations, as if there was an unimaginably powerful will passing through. A bloody vortex descended on the world.

Boom!

Thunders sounded in the bloody whirlpool, and lightning struck down, emitting a terrifying light. It was a doomsday-like scene, extremely terrifying.

"Ah!!" A sigh suddenly came from the bloody vortex, "What a familiar yet strange world. Our era will eventually restart. Here I am in this world."

It was a tall figure, hidden in the bloody whirlpool, blending between heaven and earth, both real and illusory, carrying a pair of huge wings, with a green face and fangs, like a ghost, and the scarlet eyes bloomed with evil light, as deep as hell.

"I don't know which one of the twelve blood ancestors it is. He looks so powerful."

Outside the valley, a group of people looked up at the sky, all frightened.

Under the overwhelming pressure, they all couldn't help but kneel on the ground, their hearts pounding, and even breathing became difficult.

"Dear Blood Ancestor, go and kill the young demon king. He is our common enemy in the Western world and the enemy of your blood clan." Someone shouted loudly.

It was okay that he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, the Twelve Blood Ancestors looked at them, and two torch-like beams shot out from his eyes, which was very scary.

"A bunch of ants, do I still need you to teach me how to do things?" The Twelve Blood Ancestor's voice was hoarse and low, but it had a strange magical power that shocked people's hearts and made them terrified.

Bang!

Then, a huge bloody hand fell from the sky and grabbed several people.

"Ah, no, it was the blood we provided that summoned you."

"Blood Ancestor, we are on the same team, don't do this."

…

A group of people begged for mercy, but the Twelve Blood Ancestors regarded them as ants and ignored them at all. They swallowed them all in one bite to replenish their blood.

He had been sleeping for too long and lost most of his blood. Although he absorbed a lot of blood food during the sacrifice, it was not enough to return to his peak.

Suddenly, a figure rushed over from the top of a mountain. He was wearing a black robe. His face was blurry and could not be seen clearly. His speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the side of the Twelve Blood Ancestors, holding a cold light shining in his hand. The sword of his sword slashed diagonally towards the neck of the Twelve Blood Ancestor.

Tear!

The huge blood-colored vortex was split into two, as if the sky had been cut open. A blazing sword light shone between the sky and the earth, and a cold and murderous aura swept through the sky.

The Twelve Blood Ancestors did not dodge or avoid, standing like a demon god between heaven and earth.

Just when the sword was still a foot away from him, he suddenly pointed like a knife and cut across the sword. At the same time, he made a fist with his other hand and struck the attacker's head, as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder.

"It seems that someone doesn't want me to be born!" The Twelve Blood Ancestor sighed softly, his fighting spirit surging, and his momentum continued to rise.

Clang!

The person who came was very powerful. After receiving his finger-knife strike, he suddenly spun around. The sword in his hand was like an antelope hanging its horns. It traced a mysterious trajectory and blocked his iron fist as big as a millstone. A long series of blazing sparks burst out. A sound like a stormy wave erupted.

The Twelve Blood Ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming a bit surprised.

"You are very powerful and your sword skills are amazing, but you shouldn't provoke me." The Twelve Blood Ancestor said, his eyes getting colder and colder as he stared at the incoming person.

The visitor looked very young, but the Twelve Blood Ancestors saw the accumulation of time in him and concluded that his real age should not be young. He was just a fairy queen who had reached the level of cultivation and had rejuvenated his youth.

The Twelve Blood Ancestor’s eyes are as bright as a torch, and he will not be mistaken.

This uninvited guest who suddenly took action was none other than Taro Miyamoto. His real age was two hundred years old, but he looked only thirty or forty years old.

Ye Tian just asked him to wait and see, but did not let him take action. He couldn't help but take action. He wanted to measure the fighting power of this blood ancestor. It would be better if he could kill him.

In other words, the Twelve Blood Ancestor has just opened the seal and just woke up. His energy and blood are at the lowest point, and his combat power is also at the lowest level. Miyamoto Taro is still somewhat confident that he can kill him.

"Stop talking nonsense and die!" Taro Miyamoto was ruthless and didn't say much, so he took action again.

"Although my energy and blood are weak and I am not at my peak, I am not someone you can bully. Now that I am here, please leave your flesh and blood for me to eat. "

Boom!

The Twelve Blood Ancestor suddenly flapped his bat wings and rolled up a storm of blood light, causing the whole sky to explode. He quickly broke through several times the speed of sound and rushed towards Miyamoto Taro.

Clang, clang, clang!

Both of them turned into lightning, and their palms and swords clashed, making bursts of sonorous sounds that shook the world.

Boom!

I don’t know how many times they fought before the two separated.

The palms of the Twelve Blood Ancestors felt numb, and there were even drops of blood.

The sword in Taro Miyamoto's hand had many gaps, and he didn't get any advantage.

He couldn't help but be frightened. He couldn't win even with the weakest Blood Ancestor. If he were at his peak, he might have been beaten to death.

Boom!

At this moment, another huge bloody vortex rushed out of the castle. It was not only larger than the Twelve Blood Ancestors, but also more powerful.

"Welcome to the birth of the Eleventh Blood Ancestor."

The sound of worship came from the castle.

And that's not all. Immediately afterwards, two more bloody vortexes shot up into the sky.

"Welcome to the birth of the tenth blood ancestor."

"Welcome to the birth of the Fourth Blood Ancestor."

This time the blood clan made a big move and summoned a total of four blood ancestors.

Taro Miyamoto's face turned dark and his heart was filled with fear. He dared to neglect, so he turned around and ran away, quickly getting out of the way.