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"Trash, they are all trash. They were unable to take down such a small city in such a long time, and there are only two or three Deity realm Realm practitioners within the city. You pieces of trash, you still haven't managed to take down this city after so long. As the previous commander, Wang Ji, why haven't you made any progress at all? " The veins on his hands bulged slightly. It could be seen that if Wang Ji's answer did not satisfy him, then today would be the day of his death.

Wang Ji himself was facing the complete killing intent of the old demon of Xiangxi, his body trembling slightly, he knew that if he could not satisfy the old monster in front of him, he would have to answer right here. Therefore, he quickly organized his own words, and after he thought about it, he carefully said: Royal Ancestor, ever since the Bloodthirsty Sword Demon retreated from this side, none of us from the Lv Village have been able to take action. Furthermore, the Western Faction and the Tibetan Region have not listened to our orders, although there are a lot of people in Ancient River Town, each of us harboured ulcers are actually inferior to the Quan Jiao city.

After Wang Ji finished speaking, he carefully retreated to the side. Looking at the pensive look on the old ghost Xiang Xi's face, he knew that he could save his life, but he did not care about the barbarians in the western camp or the bald donkeys from the Tibetan Region.

"Those barbarians from the west are truly unreliable. They wholeheartedly want to get their hands on our Chinese territory. If it wasn't for the fact that the old dogs from Lv Village forbid us to do anything, I would have already torn them to pieces." The Central Plains Wulin was a little ruthless towards him. If it wasn't for his determination to join the Lv Village that year, perhaps he would have disappeared from this vast martial world long ago, not to mention keeping his martial arts knowledge passed down. He didn't even know what the four little brats were like, they had already left his control, so these four little brats must have already made a huge ruckus in many places!

As the old ghost of Xiangxi thought this, he didn't know that his four disciples had already been captured by Daoji to pay respects to the Green Lantern Buddha.

"Reporting to Ancestor, a few people from the Western Faction wanted to meet with the Patriarch." A manservant ran in with a trembling voice, then spoke to Old Devil Xiangxi.

Wang Ji frowned, he did not know what kind of tricks these barbarians from the Western Faction were trying to play, could it be that he had just thrown out his useless attack on them, and now, the people who were beaten up were here to seek justice?

"What kind of cat or dog are you? Do you want the ancestor to go see you?" Tell them to scram. " Taking advantage of the fact that the Old Devil Xiang Xi had yet to speak, Wang Ji quickly replied.

"No rush, let them in and listen to what they have to say." The Xiang Xi old ghost waved his hand towards Wang Ji, and his eyes focused. The servant seemed to have felt the ancestor's impatience and immediately ran outside, telling the blind western barbarian s to come and take it for themselves.

A moment later, a warrior clad in black armour and a few men who looked like priests walked into the hall.

was a little unfamiliar with these people who entered. It seemed that he had never seen this group of western barbarian before, and they seemed to be his recently arrived commanders.

If Mu Tu's group were present, they would definitely be able to recognize that the rider was none other than Dracula, but right now, Dracula's hand was playing around with a pale white skull that had been stripped of its flesh and blood. This skull, on the other hand, gave Wang Ji goosebumps.

"Senior, this one is the newly appointed Chief of the Western Army, Dracula, I heard that senior is currently overseeing the Lv Village here, so I came here specifically to pay a visit, and also to discuss the approximate time and location of the future attack from both sides." From the looks of it, he could not grasp the character of this Central Plains martial artist in front of him either. It was just that he heard that this person was very bloodthirsty, and he had already used this reason to kill many people on his side.

I say, you guys just need to do it. As for the specifics, you and Wang Ji will have to discuss about it when the time comes, but I do not want you to have any more reservations, you have already wasted a lot of time and resources in this small city. The eyes of the old ghost from Xiangxi froze slightly, and there was even a hint of mockery in them.

"Senior, this doesn't seem right!" We are in a cooperative relationship, and doing so seems to be very unfavorable for us in the West. " Dracula's fingers were very straight and his words were low, but his words were very precise.

"Cooperation? You, a trash from the Deity realm realm, want to negotiate a collaboration with me? Let your last Dracula come over! "What is that old thing trying to do hiding in the depths of the Holy See? Do you really think I don't know his strange way of keeping myself alive? If I ingest the life force of others' blood, I'm sure that old thing won't die even if I die!" The face of the old ghost from Xiangxi suddenly leaned towards Dracula, speaking words that left Dracula panic-stricken. This Central Plains martial practitioner actually knew of the Holy See's secret? This was a secret that not even Golden Warriors had the right to know.

"What is it? Didn't the old vampire tell you he had a friend in the Central Plains? " The Xiang Xi old ghost grabbed hold of Dracula's throat, and laughed loudly as he looked at his slightly rolling throat.

"Friend? You are an ogre? " It was true that Count Dracula had recently told him that he had a friend in the Central Plains, the Ogre. However, he had also reminded himself that if he met this old monster, he definitely could not get along too much with him, because in his eyes, westerners and animals were not much different. If he found a flaw in them, he would definitely kill one more westerner.

"Yo, the old vampire really did mention me to you!" Sure, it's time to find a chance to take a stroll in the West. Why isn't he dead yet? Did the Church of Blood raise him? However, he should still be a piece of trash from the Deity realm Realm, with the most he can do is to step into the Tianyu realm. The Xiang Xi old ghost playfully glanced at Dracula, then turned to Wang Ji and said, "Call him over, this old man doesn't have the time to chat with the juniors."