Fast Travel Cannon Fodder: Rescue the Villain Boss

Chapter 206 The Witch of the East (20)

Since Mr. Zun came to the Bruch family, the family has turned the corner, and after thousands of years of prosperity and development, it has become a well-deserved leader of the blood family.

It's just that Mr. Zun has a weird temper. He has become the ancestor of the new generation of the Bruch family, but he doesn't need to fall into a deep sleep every hundred years like the ancestors, so that he can accumulate enough power and wait for the descendants of the family to use complicated procedures. its wake up.

Teacher Zun doesn't like to fall asleep, he seems to have inexhaustible power, and the power continues to increase.

This made the vampires of the Bruhe family horrified and revered.

For the rest of the Kindred, it is a formidable foe that can never be overcome.

Because the blood of the entire Bruch family drank the blood diluted by Teacher Zun, not only were they not afraid of sunlight and flames, they walked in the sun like normal people, and they were able to enjoy fine wine and delicacies as normal, as if they were alive. , Taste the sweetness and fragrance of the wine, and the color, fragrance and taste of the food.

In the past, even their ancestors could only drink a small amount of wine mixed with donated blood. Even delicious food needs to be made with blood in it.

Otherwise, if they eat it, they will have mild diarrhea and vomiting.

Seriously, you have to be forced to fall into a deep sleep to make up for the lost power.

From the fifth generation onwards, the blood race must rely on the sunlight ring made by wizards to be able to walk in the sun.

The appearance of Teacher Zun will remove all the disadvantages.

It is a great honor for Wodi and even his parents to be the direct disciple of Teacher Zun.

Teacher Zun taught Wodi a lot of knowledge, and appointed him as the next Patriarch of the Bruhe Clan.

You must know that Woddy's original background and his parents' identities can only be regarded as a handyman in the Bruhe tribe.

For Teacher Zun, Wodi has a fanatical admiration.

"No need, you just need to tell them to do it." Teacher Zun stood up, lost the elegance of continuing to play chess, but played with the jade wrench on his thumb, wondering which side came to the door enemy.

If it wasn't for the unexplained shattering of his Yin-Yang mirror when he was spying on that tomb a while ago, he would have been able to see who came by now.

Ever since he accidentally traveled through time and space to come to this western world, he has been so lucky that he first dispelled the foul air caused by backlash.

Then he discovered that sleeping in the coffin and tomb of the western vampire, he could quickly repair the hidden wounds of the past, and evolved into a zombie king in one fell swoop!

Teacher Zun's name is Du Zun, and he was born in the Song Dynasty in the ancient country of China.He was originally a Taoist cultivator on the mountain, but because he was eager for quick success, he went astray and practiced evil skills, and became an evil cultivator that the righteous way despises.

Later, he was expelled from the division and hunted down by righteous people.

Like a rat crossing the street, he had been hiding for decades, and in a small mountain village, he was killed by a master of Taoism who had escaped from the world.

When he died, he had a jasper orb on his body, and he woke up a hundred years later and became a zombie.

Thinking that no matter when I was a human or a zombie, I could live as I wanted.

Du Zun felt very complete. As for those who were hunted down and wandered and hid everywhere, he took it for granted and ignored them.

"Boom—"

Loud noises one after another awakened Du Zun from his memories. He groped for the jasper orb in his heart and said with a cold smile, "I smell a familiar smell. It seems that it is an old friend from tens of thousands of years ago." Coming to the door!"

Woddy's dumbfounded face, old friend?
Isn't it referring to the wizard who was sealed in the tomb of the Mandala witch clan?
That is a wizard with the most powerful mana in all historical records so far!
"Wodi, just wait and see. Today, as a teacher, I will completely get rid of that wizard who claims to be Shura." The contempt on Du Zun's face was not because he was arrogant, but because in this western world, he It is clear that even if he has not evolved into a zombie king, he can still run rampant in the world.

Not to mention that he has become the zombie king. He was able to seal Shura back then, even though he was the first to plot against him, it was inseparable from his strong strength.

What's more, the formation he set up is not simple.

After thousands of years of smoking, he couldn't believe that the magic power in Shura's body was still boundless!
Xia Zixuan didn't need to do anything, she followed closely behind Shura, watching his wand lightly waved and flicked, and those menacing blood clansmen with grinning teeth would have their hearts fly out or their brains burst one by one.

Countless blood clan corpses piled up into mountains, and blood flowed into rivers throughout the castle.

Because the blood of the blood race was dark brown, fishy and smelly, Xia Zixuan reluctantly took out a brocade handkerchief and tied it on as a mask.

Even so, she still felt the stench pushing hard into her nose.

The castle is very big, and when Shura slaughtered all the way to the main hall of the castle, no blood race would dare to stop him.

The gloomy sky was filled with muffled thunder after another, and the strong wind blew up Shura's large wizard robe.

He remained motionless, but stared at the statue standing in the center of the main hall coldly, and said sarcastically: "Du Zun, I never thought you were still trying to gain fame, you are extremely hypocritical!"

The corner of Xia Zixuan's mouth twitched, this guy's Chinese level was higher than she imagined.

Look at how smoothly these four-character words are used!
"Hehe, Shura, long time no see, don't come here without any problems!" A dull voice came, and the surrounding wind became more violent, and there were still a lot of bats fluttering their wings and flashing scarlet eyes. He and Xia Zixuan hovered above their heads.

Shura raised his magic wand and waved it casually, the bats screamed pitifully, one after another spontaneously ignited, turned into ashes and fell down.

"Da da da——" There was a sound of regular footsteps from far to near, a man wearing a European medieval tuxedo, with thick lime powder on his face, bright red cinnabar on his lips, crouched, looking eerie A terrifyingly familiar old man came into view.

Xia Zixuan couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw that the skinny old man in her memory had turned into the oldest vampire in medieval European legends so quickly.

"Little girl, are you laughing at me?" Du Zun took a cold look at Xia Zixuan, then snorted contemptuously, and looked straight at Shura.

"It's been a long time, but you still have such a disgusting face." Shura chuckled a few times, not hiding his contempt and disgust for Du Zun, and said, "I don't like your emphasis on my Najiya Talk, so the first punishment for you is—”

"Make you dumb!" Shura paused for a moment, picked up the magic wand, and swung it at Du Zun.

With a light ding, a cluster of colorful and beautiful rays of light emitted from the top of the wand flew straight towards Du Zun.

Du Zun just hummed casually, avoiding the rays of light all over the air, Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "Sura, I'm not Du Zun thousands of years ago, you always use such old-fashioned moves, But it will come back in vain—"

"Boom—" Du Zun had just pretended to be 13 and finished laughing at Shura, the cluster of colorful lights turned a corner and went back to continue to attack Du Zun.

Caught off guard, Du Zun was hit and flew upside down, almost falling over.

"Oh, it turns out that after thousands of years of precipitation, Du Zun, you are still so vulnerable to my old-fashioned moves!" Shura twitched his lips and replied teasingly.

(End of this chapter)