At the moment when the vampire pounced, Qiqi stretched out a finger and pointed at the vampire's forehead.

The vampire looked at the outstretched finger and opened his mouth to bite, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile that was about to succeed.

But I don't want to start from the vampire's forehead, gradually condense the ice, and the whole ghost is frozen as an ice sculpture.

The vampire who followed closely in the rear changed his face when he saw this. Want to change direction and scatter.

But it still couldn't escape the power of the ice element, but in a moment, the entire hall fell into ice cold, as if it had come to the ice age.

Then Qiqi came to the leading vampire ice sculpture.

Slowly relieve the freezing of his head.

When the vampire leader regained consciousness, he wanted to escape quickly, but suddenly found that his body was still frozen, and only his head could move.

So he could only maintain a hungry dog pounce posture and talk to Qiqi.

"Big sister spare your life!"

"That boss of yours, where is Deacon?" Qiqi asked.

"At the altar of the Blood Clan."

"Address!"

After getting the specific address, Qiqi left, and under Qiqi's control, the cold ice in the hall would melt away after seven hours.

Around eleven o'clock at night.

Dickenface who had been waiting by the altar for a long time never heard from the last pure-blood elder.

"Paul, what's going on? Why hasn't Bob caught the old vampire of Wall Street yet?

"Boss, Bob, he doesn't seem to be able to get in touch?"

"Huh!? Why not report such an important matter earlier? "

I... I thought Bob he was flying. Seeing

that the moment was approaching in the scriptures, Dickenface could not wait.

"In that case, then you will replace him." Dickinfis grabbed his younger brother Paul and asked him to take him along with eleven pure-blood elders to the place where the sacrifice was.

As a half-human, half-vampire being, the Sunwalker Blade Warrior who is not afraid of the sun has long been captured by Dickenface and hung in the stone torture device of the altar.

When the time reached twelve, Dickenface activated the altar according to the method recorded in the Vampire Bible.

The stone torture instrument closed instantly, and the blade warrior was sealed inside, as if he was wearing an iron virgin wearing the torture tool of ancient Europe.

Dozens of spikes suddenly stretched out from the torture instrument and plunged into the body of the blade warrior.

Blood flowed down the pre-set groove, filling the altar runes, and continued downward, eventually dripping onto the foreheads of the twelve vampire elders who served as sacrifices.

As the ceremony officially began, an ominous aura began to permeate around the altar, and a layer of frost gradually condensed on the walls.

The 12 vampires who were sacrifices let out a scream, and under the action of runes, their flesh collapsed, leaving only a skeleton that turned into a huge skeleton bat.

12 skeleton bats spread their wings and flew wantonly in the main hall.

The frost on the walls also accumulated, making the temperature in the hall seem to have dropped by several degrees.

Just as Dickenface was about to accept the fruits of the ceremony, the wall next to him could no longer support the erosion from the cold ice, cracking a gap.

With a loud bang, the stone at the opening collapsed, and a figure came out of it, it was Qiqi.

"Quick, you guys go stop her!" Dickenface commanded.

Before the vampires could get close, they were all sealed in the ice and turned into an ice sculpture.

At this time, 12 skeleton bats suddenly rushed downward.

"Hahaha, when I get the power of the Blood God, you will definitely die without a place to be buried!" Dickenface laughed, he could already think of that beautiful picture.

But just as the bats were about to approach Dickonface, they suddenly hesitated, hovering above him.

"Come on, come on! I'm right here! Dickonface shouted anxiously, "I am the vampire leader, and I have performed the ceremony!" After

hovering for a long time, the skeleton bat finally began to act.

"Hahahaha..." Dickonface's laughter stopped abruptly, "Obviously I came first!" I

saw the bat turn halfway and flew straight towards Qiqi. Of course, the host must choose the one that is most suitable and strongest.

Watching the skeleton flying, Qiqi's heart moved, and a bell-shaped bell appeared in his hand.

The treasure tool that the seat of fate turned into - Sanqing Bell!

Qiqi gently shook the bell and made a crisp sound of jingling bells, which sounded so pleasant to Qiqi.

But for bats and Dickenfis it is very harsh, and there are more mysterious fluctuations hidden in the sound waves, and they can feel the great horror in them.

"Ugh!" Dickenface covered his ears and let out a scream.

Even the vampires in the ice frowned, taking on the appearance of a mask of pain.

As for the skeleton bats flying towards Qiqi, they bore the brunt of it, and their figures were constantly distorted under the influence of invisible fluctuations.

Although the skeleton bat longs to fuse with Qiqi, Qiqi does not want to fuse these netherworld things, and it is so ugly, the devil knows what the side effects are.

Thinking of ghosts, Qiqi suddenly realized that he also had a pet in the underworld.

A smiling face of the Yin Yang Ball with a blue fire appeared next to Qiqi, and the scary thing was that it only had a smiling face and no body.

"Cold sickness ghost is bad! Ate them! "

Cold Sickness Ghost Difference" flew towards the skeleton bat that was struggling in pain.

As the blue light on the cold ghost's body bloomed, a smiling face sucked at the bat in the air.

The unknown energy on the skeleton bat was gradually absorbed by the cold ghost.

When the cold ghost was absorbed, the fire on its body became even darker.

The skeleton bat left only a few dry bones, which then fell to the ground and scattered into a pile of bone foam.

Qiqi could feel the energy it absorbed by virtue of his connection with the cold ghost, which actually contained the laws related to the death of hell.

In addition to the cold of winter, it also means that everything withers, and when the concept of death appears, Qiqi feels that the power of his winter has gone further.

After the bell stopped, Dikenface did not dare to make any movement at all, for fear of waking up the Great Demon King in his eyes.

Who are the dark creatures? Dickonface shouted in his heart.

How is this little loli more netherworld than a vampire?

When Qiqi's gaze turned to Dickenface, the ambition that almost unified North American vampires trembled.

He couldn't help but say: "Then what I want to make a deal, I have one thing that you should be interested in." "

What?"

"Our vampire Bible should be useful to you, right?"

Qiqi was noncommittal and asked him to take it.

Dickenface turned on a switch in the hidden place and took out a broken ancient book from the box.

"This is our ancestral Bible for vampires in North America, and each pureblood clan holds a part," Dickonface said, "After I captured the pure-blood elders, I collected them." Saying

that, Dickenface handed the ancient book to Qiqi.

Then he asked cautiously, "Can I go now?"

Qiqi bowed his head and gestured.

"What about my men—" Dickenface asked tentatively.

"They will thaw after seven hours."

"Oooh, okay."

Dickenface hurriedly escaped from the altar, but before he could go far, he fell into the hands of the old Wall Street vampire who was ambushed outside, and was killed by a silver dagger.

Qiqi in the hall looked at the cold ghost, who also looked at her with a smiling face, and then blinked.

"Let's go, cold and sick."

Cold and sick ghosts are bad, both yin and yang; The yin seduces the soul, and the yang saves the dead and heals the wounded.

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