Bones were scattered, steaming brain and blood emerged like a tide, and the headless corpse flew a few meters away.

Nathan's beloved son, one of the Rothschild's successors, Raymond, died in a desperate situation.

Everyone was splattering blood and brains all over their faces, and they shivered.

"Oh, my brother is dead! Lord Blood God, avenge my brother."

Annalian was so scared that she was so scared that she screamed.

She ran behind Bartel, took the opportunity to hold his arm, rubbing her big chest against his arm.

"Jiang Taichu, you are so cruel!"

James's face turned pale, his eyes were angry and his fire-breathing, as if he was about to burn Jiang Tian to ashes.

"Son! My poor son!"

Nathan picked up his son's headless body, and cried and fell to the ground.

He didn't expect Jiang Tian to be so cruel and kill Raymond with a disagreement.

Compared with the other two children, he actually didn't like Raymond very much.

This kid is domineering, lustful, ignorant, and has a very average talent in business and politics.

But no matter what, he is his own flesh and blood, connected by blood, and the love between father and son is endless.

At this time, the white-haired man sent a black-haired man, and his heart was as painful as a knife!

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely cold and stern in an instant.

Everyone knows it.

Jiang Tian killed the blood slave who offered him in front of Batel. Dracula and Batel must have taken action.

"Jiang Taichu, you are too much. You don't know how powerful you are facing!"

Seeing this scene, Bartel's face turned pale, and he slapped the armrest of the chair, and his body turned into a bloody light. He rushed into the yard and stood in the air.

"Ant, I should say this to you!"

Jiang Tian smiled disdainfully.

"Come out! Let's have a good fight!"

Bartel stood in the void, his face suddenly turned ferocious, his long fangs emerged, and a fierce aura burst out.

"As you wish!"

Jiang Tian walked slowly out of the hall and climbed up to the sky step by step.

He is very leisurely, but he gives people a sense of invincibility.

In the cultivation universe, those who dare to stop Jiang Tian will be killed without mercy.

On earth, he was even more polite.

...

"I won't do it yet!"

"I'm so anxious!"

"Matel and Dracula join forces against Jiang Taichu, which is definitely the strongest battle in Europe. These are all existences that surpass the saints!"

In the dense forest outside the castle, many powerful men from the dark world scratched their ears and heads, and were so anxious.

"Why don't we go in and take a look!" the alchemist suggested.

"That's not OK. It's too dangerous! The saints fight, but it's a destruction of the world!" The leader of the Iron Curtain organization shook his head repeatedly, his face very scared.

"Here! Martel is out! Jiang Taichu is out too!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

"Look! It's really them!"

Suddenly, the noisy sound suddenly disappeared.

Everyone looked up at the sky above the castle, holding their breath, staring silently, and their eyes were very excited, but they didn't blink.

...

"Okay, you have some ability, but tonight, on the full moon night, the stars shine, it is a good time to kill you!"

In the sky, Bartel snorted coldly and took the lead.

The blood and energy visible to the naked eye quickly condensed between the fingers and palms, and wisps of dazzling blood-colored light turned into red scales.

In the end, it condensed into an evil dragon about fifty meters long.
Chapter completed!