Scarlet Anthem

Mo Lan still looked at the man before him in disbelief. He didn’t seem to expect that when he saw such a tragic situation, there was only cold pride in his heart?

The man’s face was cold, as if he could not be affected by the tragic situation in front of him: “You don’t have to look at me. If you summon me half a minute in advance, then she won’t die.

If You promised to worship me as a teacher yesterday, and today you will decide their life and death. Therefore, it is your boring self-esteem that causes all the misery at this moment.”

After that, the man waved his hand. Except for Luo You, everyone who was stopped by time was turned into ashes, as if they had never existed.

Mo Lan refreshed his three views again.

Waving your hand to destroy the enemy, what kind of strength is this?

“You? Who do you think you are, dare to praise this kind of Haikou? Do you know what my bloodline is like? Do you know what my destiny is?” Mo Lan said At the time of this sentence, he had actually decided. If this man is really pure blood in the legend…

But, how could it be?

The man’s voice sounded quickly, but it was cold and without emotion: “My name is Cangge, I am a god, I know everything, in this world, only I can save you.”

God has agreed to the contract with Cang Ge, but it is obvious that he will not really let it go. His time is very short, and there is no way to cultivate anything slowly. Therefore, even if it is persecution, Cangge has to make Mo Lan stronger at the fastest speed.

Mo Lan was stunned.

What did this man just say?

He said, is he a god?

“hahaha, hahahaha!” Mo Lan finally laughed, his depression turned into blood and tears.

There are people who claim to be gods to approach him, and Mo Lan, he just wanted to acknowledge allegiance to him!

The deep disdain from the bloodline swept over. Even though Mo Lan is only a mixed blood, even if Mo Lan is already shameless for the whole blood world, half of him is vampire!

“We are vampire, independent of the world, without prejudice between Heaven and Earth, dawn on the world, born in darkness, and eternal light, how can we acknowledge allegiance to God!”

“God protects the people. The power of God is born for protection.” Ignoring Mo Lan’s rebellion, Cangge does not really intend to resolve any ethnic disputes now: “If you desire the power of protection , I deserve to be on the same road with God.”

Mo Lan’s emotions calmed down a bit, but he felt that this suddenly appeared man who claimed to be a god was extremely naive. Persuade a vampire to obey God? How ridiculous!

“God protects the people? If God is really merciful, why is vampire cursed? Why does the blood world suffer from Heavenly Retribution? Hundreds of vampires cannot even be stored in the sun. Whose sin is this?”

“Cain killed his brother and murdered his father to become a vampire. This is the beginning of sin. It is not without reason for later generations to accept his curse.”

Almost ignorant of conscience, the businessman continued to persuade He wrote: “God’s protection is the protection of all things in the world, not for the sake of a certain race.” Every race has its own reason and cause and effect, and the question of who is right and who is wrong has long been meaningless.

“Enough.” Mo Lan is still willing to listen to his nonsense. “Die your heart! In any case, I won’t be on the same road with God, let alone worship you as a teacher.”

Since Mo Lan said so, Cang Ge no longer speaks the truth. “So, you are not willing to pay?”

“What do you mean?”

Cang Ge narrowed his eyes, harboring malicious intentions and said: “The first two The second time I took the initiative to find it, and you refused that’s all. This time, you summoned me and solved the problem, but did not intend to pay, right?”

Remuneration? The reward is to sell him? ?

“What if I don’t pay?” Mo Lan said in a frantic tone.

I don’t know, Cang Ge sneered, and a little evil aroused the corners of his mouth: “I don’t want to pay, then, die!”

The sense of fatal crisis suddenly rises. Up!

Cangge, who claims to be a god, without the slightest hesitation hits Mo Lan as a killer!

Mo Lan can’t respond at all!

The extreme sense of crisis burst, and the nerves of the whole body were instantly tightened. At this brief moment, Mo Lan, who was clearly an Undying Body, felt a real crisis of death!

Since childhood, the extremely keen perception ability became Mo Lan’s last straw. Before Mo Lan’s body could react to his mind, his whole body’s strength gathered in his head and neck, shifting to the left. Half an inch.

The blue light beam penetrated Mo Lan’s ears, the scarlet blood splashed, Mo Lan’s brain stopped for a while.

Just a little bit, just a little bit! !

In a short while, Mo Lan unexpectedly gave birth to the joy of rebirth. This man named Cang Ge wants his life! If he had not deviated from this half an inch just now, he would be smashed, ten deaths without life!

“Not bad!” He sneered and praised, Cang Ge with a smile on his face, he did not know where to pull out two daggers, clasped his hands, and raided again!

Extremely dangerous!

There was no chance to speak at all, Mo Lan was extremely nervous to mobilize his whole body’s abilities, once again able to avoid half an inch, leaving a stab wound on the left rib.

Cang Ge’s movements are so fast that people are horrified. There was no respite, and the third assassination came in the blink of an eye. Mo Lan had to continue to rely on his own instinct to perceive danger, avoiding again and again in a thrilling manner.

Not long after, Mo Lan was already wounded, exhausted, mentally confused, and his vision blurred. It seemed that Mo Lan could not avoid the next attack again.

At the time of frustration, Mo Lan finally didn’t want to struggle anymore. Despite Cang Ge’s surprise attack again, he just closed his eyes with his fate.

The expected sting did not come. Feeling his powerless resistance, Cang Ge just kicked Mo Lan to the side and stepped on the ground.

Patters of red blood scattered all over the ground, but Cang Ge’s voice was still cold and mocking: “Why don’t you hide? Isn’t it easy to run away? Or, you like to be trampled underfoot like this You were trampled by someone just now, right?”

Almost all the strength of his body clenched his fists, Mo Lan almost crushed his teeth. Humiliated? humiliation! Not reconciled? Unwilling!

But, what can it do?

He is just a weak person, the weak person has no ability to change at all!

Is this his fate?

The surrounding scenery that was already dark faded away like a tide, and the bustling hall of the clubhouse turned into an empty wilderness. The sky was gloomy, yellow sand filled, and the distant Gobi burst into roars.

Mo Lan looked at everything in front of him in shock.

On the vast battlefield, countless vampires are fighting each other, and vampires fall every second, and the battle is in a stalemate.

Above the high tower, a slender black silhouette stands against the wind, with blood-colored eyes and flying clothes, all alone, but it oppresses the magnificent army with thousands of men and horses.

Mo Lan’s gaze can’t leave the lonely silhouette, as if there is something missing in his heart, it is difficult to make up for the emptiness. Countless vampires went down one after another, the barren land was soaked with blood, and the roar of pain continued.

Mo Lan only felt extremely depressed, and felt the bloody despair on the battlefield.

Suddenly, Mo Lan had a bold idea. He felt that his mood at this time was the same as the silhouette on the tower.

The man in the tower raised his right hand, his wrists broke open, and the ink-colored blood spread out in the air, breaking down into a blood mist in Mo Lan’s wide-open eyes.

Black gold nobles!

Blood Realm Supreme Black Gold Noble Armor, famous for its ink and blood manipulation. Ink blood is the supreme weapon of the black and gold clan. If it is not formed, it will be like a ribbon and haze around the body, and if it is formed, it is sharp and slaughter all sides.

Mo Yuan, the master of the blood realm, is obviously not pure blood, but still relies on the ink and blood to crush the nine realms and sit firmly in the top ten of the battle strength Ranking List of the nine realms.

However, Mo Yuan’s control of ink and blood achieved perfection, but he has never just condensed the blood, and has never split it.

But the man in the tower, the ink and blood flowed out, black as ink, and the bloodline coerced hiding the sky and covering the earth, but at the next moment it broke down into countless blood mist, and every cell scattered away. .

This is the purest bloodline that the legendary ancestor Cain has long ceased to exist in today’s blood world.

Ink and blood turned into blood mist and dissipated between Heaven and Earth, but Mo Lan in the distance was a blessing to the soul, his vision was a hundred times clearer, and he saw countless dusty, chaotic traces of ink-colored blood drops.

The right hand held high by the man on the tower has been put down, but the overwhelming coercion is still permeating. High in the sky, countless tiny drops of blood vibrated continuously, the air flow was disturbed, the rolling clouds gathered, the sky and the earth changed color, and the lightning flashed and thundered.

by the strength of oneself, change the weather of one domain!

On the battlefield, there are enemies rising from the sky and flying in. The ancestor should be invisible, but blood mist enveloped the entire airspace. The ink-colored cells entangled the flowing air molecules, the power of the air was removed, and a large number of enemies fell to the ground.

by the strength of oneself, forbid the sky of one domain!

The fighting is still going on, the ink-colored cells infiltrate the bodies of countless vampires, igniting the primordial Bloodline Strength in an instant, continuous power gushes out, countless vampire imposing manners are like rainbows, and they go away!

by the strength of oneself, the power of the Zhuang family!

This is true pure blood!

Almost instantly, the form on the battlefield has undergone a tremendous change. Mo Lan stared at everything in front of him in a daze. The ancient memory sealed in deep in one’s heart seemed to have opened a gap and swallowed his saliva. Mo Lan couldn’t help but secretly sighed:

“Always thought The ink blood is used for a strong attack. I can’t think of it as an aid…”

The ancient battlefield turned into countless fragments and disappeared, and the long scene seemed to exist only for a moment. Mo Lan’s mood has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the last voice of the man in the tower reverberates in his mind.

Although he was still lying on the ground, his clenched fists relaxed. Looking at his own blood scattered in front of him, Mo Lan’s eyes were calm and his thoughts trembled slightly:

“The descendants of ink and blood will strengthen me and vampire.”

A drop of blood in front of Mo Lan slammed into two halves on the left and the right. At this moment, it was obviously indoors, but a violent wind suddenly rose, the clouds gathered, thunder roared, and Mo Lan’s left pupil turned into a bloody color.

The catastrophe is coming!