Apocalypse: We Are Filling The World With Supplies

Klein is the old licking dog of the twelve elders.

But from the root cause, this guy was confused by the huge skull where the twelve elders lived.

Therefore, the worship he worshipped in his heart was not the twelve elders at all, but the hill-like crystal skull in front of everyone.

At this time, the topic of listening to put aside the Chosen Competition, Klein was also a little anxious in his heart.

And if it continues, the elders will definitely quarrel with Lin Xuan.

Together, everything is nothingness.

No matter where the twelve elders were, there was no way to talk about things in the end.

Therefore, Clay chose to come forward and play a round first.

"Great Elder, could it be that there is something wrong with the mark on your hand, causing the mark of the twelve elders to be invalid, so it is black!"

The Great Elder nodded in satisfaction.

"It's still Klein, this kid is sensible! Our twelve elders are the foundation of the entire blood clan, and you juniors have nothing to do with me competing for those trivial interests.

Then the Great Elder said something even more vicious.

"The twelve elders can't be recovered, not to mention whether the Heavenly Chosen Competition will destroy Skeleton City when it is held, even if I miss this opportunity to open the Bloody Heavenly Abyss, I will not hesitate!"

"Now everyone get out of here for me and get the twelve elders back for me!"

Klein's face changed.

It's no problem for the twelve elders to lose one, and it is not okay to destroy the Skeleton City in his heart!

However, with his current capacity, if he wanted to refute the words of the Great Elder, he must first test his tone.

So Klein whispered: "According to the previous rules, once the Elder-level Blood Ancestor dies, it will be represented by someone selected from among the Duke Blood Ancestors under him!" Klein

just wanted to say something to wake up, but as soon as this remark came out, the eleven elders fell silent on the spot.

The remaining vampires didn't even dare to breathe!

Klein, however, was unhurried.

He had already decided in his heart that the Great Elder would not take out a duke-level blood ancestor just because of a word or two.

You must know that every blood ancestor is an extremely precious treasure for the blood clan.

Their ability to "assimilate" is perverted!

Even for the sake of the ostensible "Blood Future" to support the face, the Great Elder will never kill any vampire duke at this time, unless the other party makes a mistake of principle.

The reason why Klein deliberately whispered such words was to wake up everyone present.

But anyone who wanted to refute the Great Elder should take the opportunity to stand up at this time.

Sure enough, Klein is still like a god!

After a moment of silence, the Great Elder immediately burst into a thunderous rage.

"Presumptuous! It's your turn to remind me of the rules of the Blood Clan? "

The twelve elders are not only one of the blood clan masters, but also have extremely excellent assimilation ability, and they are our common family, and if we don't get her back, it will be a great loss for our blood clan spirit and essence!"

The Great Elder thought that he was superior in strength and had a transcendent status, so he wanted to use his status suppression to contain Klein's thoughts in the cradle.

But unexpectedly, Klein's words were extremely inflammatory, worthy of being an extremely intelligent existence in the entire blood clan.

His words easily provoked the minds of several other of the twelve elders.

And the Great Elder's rebuttal of Klein's words became an addition to the vinegar at this time!

The second elder was yin and yang strange, and said in a very bad tone.

"Ouch, the Great Elder is really domineering when he speaks, and three or two sentences can break all the rules that my blood clan has set for thousands of years? What else to say that he cares about the twelve elders, sounding high-sounding!

The Great Elder's eyes widened angrily, and a trace of blood had gathered in his eyes, and he seemed to be ready to make a move at any time.

However, the second elder was not afraid at all, and did not even mention the slightest bit of bloodsource power.

In the eyes of the second elder, no matter how he spoke at this time, the Great Elder did not dare to strike at him at will!

He was confident in his judgment and simply continued.

"Huh! What do you say that the twelve elders are our common family, and you are not still worried about your daughter? How old is it! Do you want to be an old pickpocket? Hearing

the words of the second elder, Lin Xuan almost laughed.

Such a classic line as Old Pickpocket Ash can be taken out and used, which is worthy of being an antique character at the level of an elder.

The Great Elder's face flushed.

But just as the second elder judged, he didn't dare to do it at will now.

The Chosen Contest is about to be held, and the death of a strong person is decisive for the victory or loss of the competition.

What's more, the twelve elders are now missing.

At this time, I am afraid that the remaining ten elders will join hands to judge his sins!