The blonde Nelson opened his scarlet eyes in the wooden coffin and felt something sucking towards him.

"A bunch of pigs, this little thing can't be done well." Nelson's voice was extremely hoarse, and anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.

Bang...

A loud bang came, accompanied by thick dust and Buddha light all over the room, Monk Miaofa kicked open the basement door.

Before Nelson could climb out of the wooden coffin, he was pulled out of the wooden coffin by a jade-like skeleton hand.

Looking at the strange skeleton in front of me, I breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them were both dead, so it should be easier to talk to.

"You trash, get out." Monk Miaofa threw Nelson onto the wall, and embedded himself into the wall, unable to even button it out.

But after not taking two steps, Monk Miaofa suddenly turned around and pulled Nelson out of the wall, then whistled, and the motorcycle with Buddha's light burst into the wall from another location.

"Tie it up first, if your Majesty wants to sprinkle the food later, there is no need to look for it everywhere." Monk Miaofa pushed Nelson on the motorcycle.

This motorcycle is unusual, called the third-grade golden lotus. Although this thing looks like a motorcycle, it is actually a Buddhist golden lotus, made of a high-concentrated merit alloy and can fly.

As a monk, he was not a good person to ride a motorcycle. He naturally had to use Buddhist magic tools, but he looked like a motorcycle. Otherwise, how could the car audio amplify the compassion mantra?

"Wait, you are loyal to that Majesty. I am the descendant of the true ancestor of the Blood River. Well..."

Nelson also came back to his senses from being beaten to the wall and then slashed out, and immediately spoke, if he was captured, he would be life and death.

But he wanted to say that Monk Miaofa didn't want to listen to it, just a side dish, and he dared to speak out loud here.

If Wu Mingkong hadn't asked him to do business, he could have saved Nelson on the spot and raised all the ashes for him.

"It's done, you can continue to be saved." Monk Miaofa said to the third-grade golden lotus that looks like a motorcycle.

As a third-grade golden lotus, the motorcycle still carries artificial intelligence inside, and there is no problem with intelligence. I can fully understand the words of the monk Miaofa.

The third-grade golden lotus pedaled to the bottom and knocked a hole in the basement and headed towards other parts of the manor. The entire manor was made of corpses. Now the spiritual energy is revived, and the terrifying resentment has caused the entire corpse to be revived bit by bit, and it must be liberated as soon as possible.

Seeing the third-grade golden lotus leaving, Monk Miaofa put his hand into his cassock and kept groping in his hollow body. Soon a Zen stick that looked like a mace was out of the inside of his body.

"Vajra's eyes are full of Buddhism. Today, Sajia will be defeated by demons."

Monk Miaofa hammered the ground in the basement with a Zen stick. The wheel of merit bloomed with the Buddha's light of merit, and a phantom of a glaring king appeared.

Above the ground, a huge gap was hammered out by the monk Miaofa with a Zen stick.

With this blow, the entire hill shook three times, and the few people in the manor clearly felt the horror of this huge force.

The three Zheng brothers now felt that this monk Miaofa must be a great monk, even if it is not, that would be the same.

"The monster is not showing up quickly." Monk Miaofa pulled out his Zen stick, and the entire skeleton jumped into the gap he had made and one fell to his face.

At the bottom of the gap is a painted black coffin, with a reverse cross carved on it.

Just as the monk Miaofa's Zen stick just now, red blood flowed out from the cross. Before the monk Miaofa could fall, countless bats rushed out of the blood.

"I want to leave, I have asked if I have any of my family." The Buddha-like soul fire in the skull of the monk Miaofa who fell at high speed was constantly jumping.

"The Great Compassionate Bodhi Mantra!"

Countless chanting sounds came from the gaps on the skull of Monk Miaofa. The bats rushing out of the chanting stiffened their bodies and then recovered. They rushed past Monk Miaofa in an instant and flew towards the gap.

"Dominate the high-level undead? Just because of your low-level skeleton, you also want to dominate me, hum." The voice of a middle-aged man came from flying bats, which made the soul fire of monk Miaofa jump again, and it seemed that something red really spread.

"Your Majesty forgive me, I have broken the anger precepts again." Monk Miaofa felt that his Buddhism had been insulted. Although his great compassionate Bodhi mantra looked like a dominating the higher undead, the effect was the same, and it was changed from the dominating the higher undead, he felt that this was the Dharma, which he had mastered, and could not allow others to argue with.

A little under his feet, a strong wind burst out from the air and tore the space apart. Monk Miaofa stepped on the space and took advantage of this reaction force to jump directly from the air and headed towards the scattered bats.

"I dare to insult my Buddhist teachings of the Sa family. I really think that the Buddha only has kind eyebrows but good eyes. You must know that there are Vajra's eyes." The monk Miaofa's tone was full of anger. After leaving, anger fire also appeared in the shadow of the Ming King. On the Zen Staff, a steel nail with a finger long appeared extremely terrifying under the blessing of the anger fire.

"Bless your Majesty!!!"

With the roar of Monk Miaofa, countless anger fires were born, and they were touched by bats.

"Who are you? You can actually speak such blasphemy." The bat who rushed out of the gap turned into a middle-aged man, his tone was extremely frustrated.

Monk Miaofa followed closely behind and was so angry when he heard the middle-aged man's words: "You dare to slander the Buddhist mantras delivered by His Majesty. You deserve to die."

As soon as these words were said, the aura of the Ming King behind Monk Miaofa increased again, and his whole person turned into a afterimage, and the Zen stick hit the middle-aged man's head.

This mace full of steel nails, no, if the Zen stick is hit accurately, it will ensure that the middle-aged man will have a head exploded.

The middle-aged man was also very panicked and quickly turned into a pool of blood and spread out everywhere, almost avoiding the Zen stick of Miaofa monk. But even so, the blood that was close was burned out by the Buddhist anger on the Zen stick, which caused him to lose a lot of essence and blood, which was a loss to the end.

The middle-aged man who had returned to his human form also turned paler due to the loss of essence and blood, and he was still gasping heavily, looking like he was about to die.

How could the monk Miaofa missed such a good opportunity? He jumped directly over and the Ming King behind him also blessed the Buddha's power. If the other party did not produce a wave of blood, the whole person would be smashed into meat sauce, and it would be the kind of meat sauce as delicate as meat paste.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he also knew that if he hit him, he would basically die without life. He didn't know where the skeleton came from, he dominated the high-level undead, and he was also a terrifying blasphemy. Where did the freak emerge? This spiritual energy had such strong strength just now. If it returned to its heyday, how strong would it be?

But it was not the time to think about this at this time. The middle-aged man turned into a phantom of nothingness and fled directly, and he couldn't help but feel very hatred in his heart.

One of the true ancestors of his dignified blood clan is now driven away. I remember that he came across the ocean to open up his blood clan empire. Although the competition here is even more intense than his hometown, he was almost saved here. Fortunately, he gained a firm foothold. The blood clan empire was not built, but a parliament was also built. Not long after it was established, it encountered a decline in spiritual energy, which led to him having to go to deep sleep.

Not long ago, he was awakened by the revived spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy has just returned, which is not enough to restore his heyday to his peak, which led to him being chased by the monk Miaofa to run around.

Fortunately, he turned out to be the true ancestor of the blood clan and was very strong. Unfortunately, monk Miaofa was a skeleton. Otherwise, with his ability to control blood, he would not be so embarrassed.

When Monk Miaofa saw that the Zen Staff had smashed the Zen Staff into nothingness again, he couldn't help but get even more angry. In a fit of anger, he directly smashed the Zen Staff towards the unlucky blood clan.

This Zen Staff contained the anger of the monk Miaofa, and the space was torn apart by a large crack, but it was recovered soon.

This time, the middle-aged man could not escape the Zen stick of Monk Miaofa. The Zen stick directly hit the middle-aged man's back heart, and his whole body turned into a large piece of blood and exploded.

After the blood stain exploded, it kept wriggling and retracting, and in an instant it fought back to middle-aged people, or elderly people.

Just now, most of the essence and blood in the body of the true ancestor of the blood clan was melted away, causing his strength to drop directly to the bottom.

"I, Effithus, Colmoris, the true ancestor of the blood clan, I didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of your poor skeleton today." The old voice and trembling hands of the middle-aged man Effithus looked extremely desolate.

Monk Miaofa ignored him at all, picked up the collar on the other party's dress and punched Effith directly. Unfortunately, this guy was no longer bloody, otherwise Monk Miaofa's punch would guarantee that Effith would know that the flowers were different.

"It is extremely hateful to let you run, let you run, and dare to insult the Buddhist teachings of Sajia." Monk Miaofa punched Ephes in the face one punch after another, which made Ephes hurt very much. Moreover, Monk Miaofa seemed to have sealed his ability, which could not be used in both blood and bat formation, which made him unable to escape the fist of Monk Miaofa.

Although using blood spells will make Ephes die faster, it has to be used, although it cannot be used.

After about ten punches, Effith was beaten to death by the monk Miaofa. Then he hugged Effith, who was about to die, and the other party moved for a moment. After confirming that he was not dead, he dragged Effith towards Wu Mingkong's position.

Wu Mingkong had already set up a pot at this time and even the water boiled, so the place was a little cold, in the yard of the manor.

Naturally, the manor house cannot be kept. The third-grade golden lotus is a bit fierce and he rushed all the way. In just a moment, the entire manor has collapsed a lot. As for those Ha Ghost Clans, one of them has been dealt with, and keeping them is a disaster.

Of course, not only are the Ha Ghost Clan here, but also many people tied up for Nelson and the manager who didn't even know their names as blood food. They are now gathering together and watching Wu Mingkong put seasonings into the pot.

Those who were tied up are still scared. They didn't expect that there was actually something like vampires.

"Your Majesty, the little monk Mao Xuewang you want is captured by you." Monk Miaofa punched the gravel and pulled Ephes out from the ground. He could have walked out, but the third-grade golden lotus collapsed the house due to the reason for his salvation, causing him to be trapped below, and he could only use the physical demolition method.

When Effius saw Wu Mingkong, he immediately turned into a wide eyebrow.

"It's you, the Emperor of the Great Zhou." Effith looked at Wu Mingkong in disbelief. He remembered that this man was dead back then, and he saw the other party buried with his own eyes.

Wu Mingkong's strength was the strongest in the Nine Emperors' Contest. The Dragon King of Nanjian said he could eat it and Fang Huashanjun said he could peel it. Even if the entire Zhou Kingdom was the weakest and the youngest among the nine countries, Wu Mingkong alone could make Zhou Kingdom on an equal footing with the other eight countries, which was enough to show Wu Mingkong's horror.

But people are still humans and will die. Wu Mingkong's way of dying is very strange. After his life is over, he will be buried.

Then the Zhou Kingdom disappeared.

As for Effith, when he came here, he thought that Zhou was a small country, so he wanted to transform his royal family into his blood slaves. As a result, he was beaten to a concussion by Wu Mingkong before he entered the palace and his wings were torn. If he hadn't run fast, he might have been made into a Mao Xuewang at the beginning, so how could he have waited until today?

After Wu Mingkong recalled the existence of Wu Mingkong in this world, he suddenly realized: "Aren't you the one who escaped? I said, where did Mao Xuewang come from?"

Effith's face turned pale. Wu Mingkong really wanted to eat him back then.

"Your Majesty, when old friends meet, you might as well sit down and talk in detail." Effith didn't expect that Wu Mingkong was not dead. Is it so terrifying?

"Who is an old friend with you? I'll come over to make a fuss." Wu Mingkong had a black thread at the end. What's this? A moving Mao Xuewang even called him an old friend. Even if Ephes was not a Mao Xuewang in his heyday, he would be a mess.

Monk Miaofa carried Ephes and was about to stuff it into the pot in front of Wu Mingkong. This scared Ephes and kept struggling.

I thought that the emperor whom the monk Miaofa was loyal to was probably a certain undead king, but I never expected it to be the king of Zhou, Wu Mingkong, so there was no room for negotiation.

Moody and unreliable are Wu Mingkong's characteristics. Not to mention that he is a true ancestor of the blood clan, even local sects and families know Wu Mingkong's character.

"Wait, Your Majesty, I am one of the thirteen members of the Vampire Council. You can't eat me. If you eat me, Lord Zu will definitely find out. Then..."

Before Ephes finished speaking, he was stuffed into the pot by Monk Miaofa.

"I say that the local Dragon King can eat it. You, a little foreign bat, dares to threaten me, are really impatient and want to put it in the pot soon." Wu Mingkong said this, but in fact he still admires the other party's pride. He dares to threaten him when he reaches this moment, so Wu Mingkong only hopes that this pride can make his soup taste better.

The group of rescued people next to them were trembling. They didn't expect that Wu Mingkong, who had always been very silent, would be so cruel. Of course, what is more important is that he was afraid of the monk Miaofa. After all, Ephes was like a person after all, and the monk Miaofa was just a moving skeleton, so he naturally had to be afraid.

"Your Majesty, I have also picked up a side dish. How about you? If you don't want the little monk, I will take it to save you." Monk Miaofa dragged Nelson down from the third-grade golden lotus.

Nelson was also very scared at this time. After all, he saw Ephes, the true ancestor of the Blood River, being stuffed into the pot by the monk Miaofa. In this case, the other party seemed to be trying to stuff him into the pot and stew the soup together.

"Don't let it go, what's the use of your salvation? Raise your ashes? Put them in a pot and stew them." Of course Wu Mingkong wanted it. Although the quality is a bit poor, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat. How can it be wasted?

"Yes, your Majesty."

Effith could still struggle, but Nelson was not good at all. A viscount-level blood clan, let alone move, could be a little difficult to speak, so he was very quick to put into the pot by the monk Miaofa.

"Okay, you should do whatever you should do if you have nothing to do." Wu Mingkong waved his hand and asked the monk Miaofa to leave by himself. Wu Mingkong kept stirring the soup in the pot with a long spoon.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Monk Miaofa replied, driving the third-grade golden lotus that looked like a motorcycle and running away. With the DJ version of the Great Compassion Curse along the way, the wandering ghosts could be saved on the spot after hearing this.

"It should be ready soon, I'll try the salty and light." Wu Mingkong scooped up a little soup with a long spoon and sent it to his mouth. The originally milky white soup was added to it. Because two blood clans were added, the soup instantly became like blood now, but the taste was not bloody at all, but it exuded a refreshing fragrance.

No matter how you look, it doesn’t look like a soup made by a blood clan, but it looks like some kind of medicinal plant boiled with brown sugar.

Although the smell smelled good, everyone still felt chill. Effith and Nelson were not humans, but blood clans, but they looked like humans.

"Do you three want to eat?" Wu Mingkong asked politely. With these people's resistance, they would definitely not eat it, and even if they wanted to eat it, Wu Mingkong might not give it to him.

"I'll have a bowl." Although Zheng Zhai resisted, he felt that this was an opportunity to narrow the distance between Wu Mingkong.

Wu Mingkong's face was wrong.

"Then I'll have a bowl too."

"They all came with a bowl, and if I didn't come, I would be a little out of the way."

After hearing Zheng Sheng and Zheng Bai said that, let’s drink together. No matter how you look at Wu Mingkong, you won’t hurt them. If you really want to hurt them, you won’t save them at that time.

Wu Mingkong was different. His face turned apart and he served three bowls of soup for the three of them. After the three of them took it, they couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Fortunately, I didn't ask everyone just now. I wouldn't ask if I had known it. I was polite, but I took it seriously."
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