"Impossible!" Bai Qi's eyes widened, but then he roared again and charged away like a tireless bull!

The God of Killing will never get tired!

Killing is his power!

Killing is his belief!

Killing is what this Great Qin Blade should do!

If you can only kill, you can open up and expand the territory of the Qin Dynasty and defend the world of the Qin Dynasty!

Then kill!

Create a peaceful and prosperous era!

Sing and dance to bring peace!

Fight to unify the world!

Kill the glorious Qin Dynasty!

He never gets tired of killing.

Because the king is watching!

Lin Fan tried his best and shouted: "Behead!"

"kill!"

"boom!"

Blood sickle waved.

Dracula, split in two again.

The neck was cut off.

However, under his watch, he was resurrected again.

This time, he followed the younger man's advice and cut off Dracula's neck!

But still resurrected!

Lin Fan's pupils suddenly shrank!

Beheaded but still alive?

this……

"Impossible...impossible...your blood pool is obviously gone...you..." Bai Qi stared at Dracula, breathing like an ox.

For some reason, he suddenly began to feel tired.

His strength began to drain away, and even... his newly awakened body began to become weak.

"what happened……"

He seemed to notice something and slowly lowered his head.

Only seen.

I didn't know when a small incision was made on my stomach.

It was such a small hole, but in the excitement of killing, he didn't even notice it.

But at this time...the wound was bleeding continuously!

That is the blood of the killing god thousands of years ago. The blood is filled with evil spirits and rich in life energy. It is as different from ordinary human beings as clouds and mud.

Drops of blood flowed out, as if being pulled, and merged into Dracula's fingertips like a bead curtain, converging into a small blood ball.

Dracula looked at the God of Death who was starting to become weaker and weaker. The last trace of fear in his eyes finally dissipated and turned into greed.

"Have you finally noticed?"

"Now, you are my blood pool."

"So, as long as you live, you can never kill me."

"Oh, by the way, let me remind you."

Dracula touched his neck and smiled slyly, "As for me, the first-generation pure-blood vampire, I am not afraid of beheading, garlic and sunlight. Only vampires with impure blood will be afraid of those things... The reason why some people say

I'm afraid of those things because I said that on purpose just for today."
Chapter completed!