Date: September 21

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  This sinister old man is actually a veteran demon head in the demonic sect, who calls himself "Bloodsucking Ancestor". People of the righteous path, including many in the demonic sect, secretly refer to him as "Bloodsucking Old Monster". The main reason for this is that the evil and eerie technique he practices, "Bloodsucking", requires him to absorb the blood of living humans into his body in order to cultivate it.

  However, this evil technique is so powerful that it also has a backlash on the practitioner himself. Therefore, all those who practice blood-sucking are ugly and shunned by society. Even in the demonic sects, there are many private criticisms of them.

  But as it turns out, this evil technique is not to be underestimated. A hundred years ago when he first appeared, he had also stirred up a storm of blood and rain, causing endless headaches for the righteous. However, after the demonic sect fell out of favor, the righteous path suppressed them, and the old vampire escaped from the pursuit of the powerful ones in the righteous path, gradually withdrawing from the Central Plains along with the decline of the demonic sect, and since then there has been no news of him.

  This time, the Demon Sect was revived, and all the demons danced together. The old vampire, who belonged to one of the four major sects of the Demon Sect, "Wan Du Men", was also invited out. Before he came out of the mountain, his only disciple, the vampire Jiang Lao San, because of his similar smell with Ye Gou Dao Ren and Liu Bao, was pulled by them to assist in the fight, but unexpectedly, he was mysteriously killed by someone in the Wan Bat Cave.

  The old vampire was furious upon learning the news. Its not hard to understand why - this particular blood-sucking technique had a terrible reputation, and the process of mastering it was fraught with danger. One misstep could result in the technique backfiring, causing the practitioner to burst into flames and die. As a result, even among those who walked the path of magic, few were willing to attempt to master this technique. Jiang Lao San had been one of his most promising students, someone he had taken under his wing over a decade ago, and whose strange personality had meshed well with his own. He had high hopes for this young man, which made his sudden and inexplicable death all the more infuriating.

  Recently, there has been a stir in the Demon Sect. The Ghost King Sect took the lead and opened the way, coming to this remote area of Donghai, Liubo Mountain. Later, the other three major sects also sent reinforcements one after another. The Blood-Sucking Old Monster was one of them, and it just so happened that he arrived at Liubo Mountain today. What a coincidence, he just ran into Ye Dog Dao Ren and others from the Lianxue Hall faction.

  Nian Lao Da, Liu Hao and others, are all cunning people. As soon as they saw the old blood-sucking demons face turn gloomy, they knew that this old devil was eccentric and violent, and guessed that he must still remember the death of his disciple, so one by one they slipped away quietly.

  This wild dog Taoists disciple, to put it nicely is a straightforward person, but if you say it in a bad way, hes dull-witted. He actually went forward to greet the blood-sucking old demon and pay his respects, saying things like: "Ah! Old senior, long time no see, didnt expect your body to be as healthy as ever..."

  Before he could finish speaking, the blood-sucking old demon felt that this wild dog was indeed worthy of death. Not only did he drag my disciple to his death, but he also dared to come and mock me for not dying in old age? In a fit of rage, he picked up the wild dog Taoist with one hand. The wild dog Taoist only felt something was wrong, and was so frightened that he begged for mercy without stopping.

  The bloodthirsty old demon didnt waste any words, and instead said to him: "Now well go to the Qingyun Gate and find that son of a bitch who killed my disciple. If we find him, you can consider yourself lucky. If not, Ill suck your blood dry first and use it as an offering for my disciple."

  These words are spoken by stray dogs with no human expression, crying out in distress.

  Since arriving at Liubo Mountain, Zhang Xiaofan had seen the Wild Dog Taoist several times, but the Wild Dog Taoist was either fighting with others or fleeing swiftly in mid-air, and did not notice Zhang Xiaofan. Including that time in the secret cave, Zhang Xiaofan was also hiding in the darkness, and when he came out, the Wild Dog had already rushed out with others to engage in a lively battle with the Orthodox disciples "Ping Pong Pang".

  This wild dog thought, who knows if that little turtle egg has come to this Liubo Mountain. What if he didnt come? Under the furious anger of the blood-sucking old demon, wouldnt he die unjustly? He begged and pleaded without stopping. Alas, the blood-sucking old demons heart was as hard as iron stone, and he didnt listen at all, carrying him to secretly fly to where the righteous people lived.

  At this time, in the dark forest, he suddenly saw Zhang Xiaofans figure. The wild dog Taoist was overjoyed, more excited than seeing his own parents, and immediately shouted out loud: "Its him, no mistake, I can recognize him even if he turns to ashes!"

  The blood-sucking old demon let out a cold hum, and with a light flick of his hand, he sent the wild dog flying far away like a discarded object. It wasnt until after a while that Zhang Xiaofan heard a muffled thud coming from afar, followed by cries of pain, but it was unclear whether he had fallen to the ground or crashed into a large tree.

  The bloodthirsty old demon looked up and down at the young disciple of Qingyun Gate in front of him, but did not immediately take action. Instead, he furrowed his brow. Although he was violent and impulsive, he was not completely devoid of reason. When he saw the corpse of Jiang Lao San being transported back by the people from Lianxue Hall, he was furious and heartbroken, but soon discovered something strange. The dry and withered way Jiang Lao San died seemed to be caused by the blood-sucking demon technique of his own sect. Was there someone else in this world who practiced this "strange art" besides himself and Jiang Lao San?

  He naturally didnt know that Zhang Xiaofan had the "Blood-Drinking Pearl" passed down by the Black Hearted Old Man, a senior member of the Demon Sect, on the fire poker in his hand. However, with his hundreds of years of cultivation experience and insight, he quickly identified this "murderer" as not using the Blood-Drinking Technique, but at least a similar technique, and his Dao was absolutely not low, fearing that it might even surpass his own. Therefore, now seeing Zhang Xiaofan, he calmed down and carefully observed this person to see what strange aspects he had.

  He looked left and right, furrowed his brow, but still couldnt see anything out of the ordinary. From head to toe, then from toe to head, this kid was just an average disciple of Qingyun Gate, without any outstanding features, let alone a hint of the cruel and violent aura of a blood-sucking demon.

  Zhang Xiaofan stood still, but was made to feel uneasy by the eerie and intimidating old man, not knowing who he was. However, seeing him with Ye Quan Dao Ren, it seemed that he must be a member of the demonic sect. Judging from their conversation, it appeared that they had come specifically to find him.

  In mid-air, the red skull with a reddish glow began to rotate slowly again. The voice of the blood-sucking old demon came from behind the red light: "Youre the little brat from Qingyun Gate, are you the one who killed my disciple Jiang Lao San?"

  Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback and asked in surprise: "Who is Jiang Laosan?"

  The bloodthirsty old demon was enraged, and with a change of heart, he had already used a spell to drain the guys blood. However, just thinking that this Qingyun Sect disciple would have such a powerful blood-draining technique on him made it clear that this needed to be figured out first.

  He suppressed his anger at the moment, but his voice sounded like a ghost crying and wolf howling: "It was you who killed that person with blood sucking in the Wanshang Mountains ancient cave!"

  Zhang Xiaofans heart skipped a beat, and upon hearing the words "blood sucking", he immediately recalled that terrifying scene, his mind involuntarily tightening as he subconsciously reached for the flint at his waist.

  The gun hung quietly at his waist, like a sleeping devil.

  The blood-sucking old demon saw that he didnt speak for a long time, and it seemed like he was in a trance. He really didnt put himself in his eyes to the extreme point, compared to those top masters of Qingyunmen who chased and killed him back then, he was ten times more "arrogant".

  He had always been violent and tyrannical, if not for some lingering doubts in his heart, he wouldnt have endured for so long. With a mighty roar, he bellowed: "You little brat from Qingyun Gate, return my disciples life to me!"

  Zhang Xiaofan was startled and took a step back. The sound of wailing ghosts filled the air, the wind howled, and the chill was palpable, even the back of his own neck felt icy cold, as if all the hairs on his body were standing on end.

  A skull with a red glow in mid-air suddenly opened its dark and eerie mouth, and in an instant, five black lights flashed out of the mouth and landed in front of Zhang Xiaofan. After a moment, he shakily stood up.

  Zhang Xiaofan concentrated his mind and was on guard, knowing that the magic of this demon cult was strange and eerie. But upon closer inspection, he couldnt help but feel a chill run down his spine. The five figures growing larger before him were five ghosts with different appearances, but all had ferocious faces, some with large mouths full of blood, others with sharp fangs and teeth, emitting a foul and filthy aura that assailed his nostrils.

  In less than a moment, these five ghosts had grown to be half a head taller than Zhang Xiaofan, and behind them, the blood-sucking old demons hands were clenched in a strange seal. On that red skull, he would occasionally tap or pat it, and those ghosts would respond by moving slightly, clearly being controlled by this old devil.

  At this moment, it seemed as if the red light emanating from the skull was reflected on him, and even the eyes of the blood-sucking old demon seemed to have turned slightly red. He let out a cold laugh, his ten fingers suddenly tightening, making a "hiss" sound, firmly encircling the red-colored skull.

  Almost in sync with his movements, the eyes of those five gigantic ghostly creatures suddenly turned bright red, emitting a deep and ominous glare, while they raised their heads and let out a deafening howl towards the sky.

  "Ugh..."

  Zhang Xiaofans body shook violently, his consciousness almost lost, and he only felt the ghostly shadows flickering around him. The wailing of the ghosts was like a sharp needle piercing through his ears, directly inserting into his brain, causing unbearable pain.

  Those five ghostly objects let out a long howl towards the sky, and after a moment, they all pounced over together. The wind whistled as Zhang Xiaofan exerted himself to dodge backwards, barely avoiding this attack. Just as he hadnt yet calmed down, those five ghostly objects joined forces, and amidst their wailing cries, they simultaneously thrust their ghost claws into the ground.

  Zhang Xiaofan stood in mid-air, tightly grasping the fire poker in his hand. His heart felt slightly at ease as the fire poker seemed to sense something and emitted a faint blue-green glow that gradually grew brighter.

  Just as he was about to think of something, the five ghostly claws that had sunk deep into the ground seemed to have grasped something like a piece of skin. With a long howl, a gust of yin wind suddenly rose, and the entire surface of the earth was actually torn up. But whats even more terrifying is that from underground, countless large and small yin spirits flew out with a "hissing" sound, flying towards Zhang Xiaofan, and in an instant, they surrounded him.

  A bloodthirsty old demon flashed a cold smile on his lips, but immediately furrowed his brow. He was hesitant to use his signature move of sucking blood because he suspected that the young man might possess some extraordinary abilities. Instead, he employed another set of skills he had been cultivating over the years - "Five Ghosts Controlling Spirits". Using the five "life ghosts" refined from his own essence as a medium, he forcibly summoned all the dead spirits and vengeful souls within a ten-mile radius, then used his fierce ghostly techniques to refine them into yin spirits that craved the flesh and blood of the living. He sent these spirits to attack Zhang Xiaofan.

  But this Qingyun disciples moral integrity is not low, yet it seems that he hasnt cultivated any blood-sucking techniques. Did I misjudge him? Or did that wild dog just point to a scapegoat for himself in order to save his own life?

  The vampire old demon was thinking in his heart, suddenly seemed to have a feeling, his body shook, and he looked up towards the front. Only to see that Zhang Xiaofan had already been surrounded by countless white ghostly spirits, unable to see his figure. Suddenly, among those layers of white ghostly eyes, there was a faint blue-green light that pierced through the countless spirits and shone out.

  That sound was like something being torn apart, crisp and loud.

  The night on Liubo Mountain is even darker, and at this moment, even the faint light of the moon can no longer be seen.

  In the quiet and somewhat desolate night, there was a faint sound of a long howl.

  Even the waves on the distant ocean seem to be surging gradually.

  That kind of cool feeling, from the heart, quietly swept over...

  The firework suddenly burst into brilliant light, and the originally dark stick body was like a demon that had suddenly awakened, opening its eyes. In an instant, a cold and violent aura spread from Zhang Xiaofans body, and countless yīn spirits were shocked and flew up, frightened and fluttering.

  The old vampire in the distance furrowed his brow, his face gradually turning solemn, and muttered to himself: "What a heavy killing aura..."

  Those five huge ghosts let out a loud howl in unison, their bodies flashing by, and with a few "whooshing" sounds, they rose into the air and landed around Zhang Xiaofan, surrounding him in the middle. At the same time, their ghostly claws tore at the air, producing a sharp ripping sound.

  Just now, the yin spirits who were in a panic due to the mysterious aura on the incense burner suddenly stopped in mid-air for a moment. Zhang Xiaofan clearly saw that many of the faces that had transformed into human shapes had painful expressions, but after an instant, they turned ferocious again.

  "Ah!"

  A shrill ghostly howl pierced the air, and countless yin spirits descended upon the only flesh-and-blood body in the arena, pouncing on it.

  Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath, only to see white ghostly shadows surrounding him from all sides, rushing towards him in an endless stream. He was overwhelmed and couldnt even react before the ghosts pressed down on him like thick, dark clouds, forcing him back onto the ground. Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth and struggled to support himself, but just as he was about to counterattack, his body suddenly stumbled, and his feet felt a sharp pain, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

  Zhang Xiaofan was shocked, looking down, he saw that the soil under his feet suddenly stretched out two huge ghost hands, firmly grasping his feet. The ghost claws were sharp and almost pierced into his veins. And around him, there were originally five vengeful spirits, but now only four remained.

  Innumerable ghosts in mid-air cheered in unison, shrill and sharp, swarming over, those greedy big mouths seemed to be right in front of me.

  Zhang Xiaofans face was pale, his muscles seemed to be twisted, and he endured the intense pain. His right hand formed a seal in front of him and swiftly drew a line. The fire stick flew into the air, making a "whooshing" sound as it flashed through a wall of light, a faint blue glow that flashed repeatedly.

  When the first few yin spirits rushed down, they couldnt stop their momentum and crashed into that black rod body, without even a scream, and actually dissipated into thin smoke.

  At the same time, Zhang Xiaofans body shook again, and he glanced down to see that the ghostly claws were like sharp blades, had already torn through his skin, fresh red blood flowing out, dripping onto the dark-colored ghostly claws.

  That one stock of fresh and sweet, bloody breath! Suddenly diffused in the air.

  Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment.

  The countless yin spirits flying and wailing in the sky also paused for a moment.

  The gleam on the fire poker seemed to quiver slightly, as if it were a breath connected to ones own blood vessels that had been stimulated.

  After a moment, countless ghosts shouted and rushed down, rushing towards that sweet flesh. But in the midst of the howling wind, someone let out a loud whistle. The fire poker fell down, Zhang Xiaofan grabbed it with one hand, no longer paying attention to the ghost above, his eyes wide open, with a faint red glow flickering within them.

  Get down to business!

  Get down!

  Through those ghostly claws, and through his own blood!

  The red blood clings to the black rod body, quietly seeping in. The red blood vessels on the firewood suddenly lit up all at once.

  "Boom!", deep beneath the ground, a muffled sound echoed. All the spirits above suddenly stopped in their tracks, their faces revealing fear, as if what lay ahead was the devil said to incinerate souls.

  In the darkness, it seemed as if there was only the glow of a firefly, flickering.

  In the distance, the red skull in the hands of the old vampire suddenly emitted a low crisp sound, and on the right side, a piece suddenly fell off.

  The blood-sucking old demons face changed greatly, and he suddenly raised his head. This young man had actually broken one of the five ghostly spirits in his Five Ghosts Spirit Sealing Array. And on the scene, the four remaining ghostly spirits that were missing a corner obviously could no longer control so many yin spirits, and gradually some yin spirits escaped.

  The ground around Zhang Xiaofan suddenly sank, as deep as half a foot, and the ghost claws grasping his feet also slowly loosened, turning into stinky blood that seeped into the ground.

  Just as he was about to catch his breath, he heard a loud wailing sound filling the sky. He was shocked and was just about to resist when he saw that the countless spirits were actually fleeing in all directions. All he saw was white light flashing everywhere, ghostly howls echoing continuously, spirits dancing wildly, and red light flashing by...

  Red light?

  That red light, which had traversed countless white-robed spirits, arrived in an instant, flashing with a skull-like glow. Just as Zhang Xiaofan was about to jump up, he felt a sharp pain in his foot, which pulled on the wound from earlier, causing his body to lose balance, and he was unable to dodge.

  Only to see a red skull suddenly open its mouth, as if an evil spirit was biting him, Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and raised his burning fire poker to block in front of him. But then he saw that between the lightning and flint, a withered hand stretched out from the mouth, suddenly growing three feet long, with five fingers turned into claws, heavily grasping at his chest.

  Zhang Xiaofans body shook violently, and in an instant, he only looked at the ghostly hand above him. The originally dry skin suddenly seemed to have blood flowing into it, and it became plump. In a moment, his head was dizzy, and he felt that all the blood vessels in his body were surging together, and they all flowed back to the wound on his chest.

  This was naturally the vampires specialty - sucking blood. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan being controlled in his hands, he couldnt help but laugh out loud. With a loud shout, his arm stretched out and actually lifted the young mans body into mid-air. He shouted: "Youngster, return my disciples life to me!"

  Zhang Xiaofan was caught in his hand, with all the blood vessels in his body reversed and in extreme pain. His consciousness gradually became blurred, and he could only use his last bit of strength to struggle before dying, throwing the incense stick at the ghost, but it had no force, like a feather floating in the air.

  The blood-sucking old demon didnt take him seriously at all, and hummed a sound, but in his heart he was secretly thinking: This young man is nothing special, his Taoist skills are just average, but the treasure in his hand is quite strange. After sucking out his blood later, Ill have to bring this firewood-like thing back to take a closer look.

  Just then, the hot poker fell onto the hand that was grasping Zhang Xiaofans chest.

  The dark blue beads slid across the skin that was currently being sucked wildly.

  The fresh blood under the skin seems to be calling out for something?

  The blood-sucking old demon suddenly let out a sharp whistle, released Zhang Xiaofan, and jumped back, looking at his hand. It was seen that the originally plump skin due to blood sucking had almost instantly withered, even worse than before.

  In the distance, Zhang Xiaofans body swayed and fell, but the fire stick in his hand, especially the bead on top of the stick, shone eerily, reflecting the blood threads around it, flashing a bright red.

  The bloodthirsty old demon suddenly burst out laughing: "I said why Jiang Lao San would die in such a way, it turns out that the strangeness lies with you, hehe, there is actually such a rare treasure in the world, boy, Ill take your life along with it!"

  With a swift movement, the ghostly hand shot up, its fingers like claws, this time aiming straight for Zhang Xiaofans head, poised to strike. Poor Zhang Xiaofan was now completely drained of energy, unable to resist any further, and it seemed he would soon meet his demise under the vampires deadly claw.

  "Monster!"

  A loud shout, full of anger, a scorching heat wave suddenly broke through the air, like a giant wave sweeping away the entire forest. Within ten feet around them, all the trees withered instantly, leaving only a brilliant flame that descended from the sky, tearing apart the dark clouds.

  The blood-sucking old demon was shocked and lost color, the newcomers method was extraordinary, not ordinary at all. He didnt care about hurting Zhang Xiaofan anymore, his hands quickly retreated, amidst a sharp whistle, a red skull with bloody light burst forth, in front of him a crimson wall of light like fresh blood rose up.

  "Boom..."

  Like thunder falling to the ground, flames slammed into the blood wall, scorching hot waves, roaring to life, and in an instant transformed into a crimson sword, still trembling. The enormous force pushed the old vampire back, retreating several zhang away, but the momentum did not decrease at all, still pressing over like a mountain call and sea tide.

  The bloodthirsty old demons face turned white, let out a loud cry, and his incantation changed. His ten fingers moved in unison, and in an instant, two beams of bloody light shot out from the red skulls eyes, piercing through the wall of blood and striking the scarlet sword.

  In a loud crash, the Red Blood Sword flew back, and the Bloodsucking Old Demons body was also greatly shaken, retreating several steps before stabilizing his body.

  "Inferno!" The blood-sucking old demons eyes suddenly flashed with a cold and sinister intent, his face as pale as frost.

  A fierce heat wave flashed and dissipated, the flames flashing by, Tian Ye slowly appeared. Behind him, another figure flashed by, it was Su Rou, who hugged Zhang Xiaofan, who was about to fall. Zhang Xiaofan saw that his master and mistress had arrived, and his heart warmed up.

  Su Rous face showed concern as she looked at him and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Fan, are you okay?"

  "Nothings wrong, Masters wife..." Zhang Xiaofan forced a smile and said.

  He had barely spoken halfway when suddenly a golden star flashed before his eyes, and then everything went black as he fainted.

  Su Rous eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and Tian Bu Yi didnt bother with the blood-sucking old demon, but instead looked over at Zhang Xiao Fan first.

  After a moment, Su Rou finished checking and reached into her bosom to pull out a small bottle. She poured out a yellow pellet of medicine and had Zhang Xiaofan swallow it down. Then she nodded slightly towards Tian Buyi and said softly, "He wont die." After a pause, she glanced at the Bloodsucking Old Monster in the distance, with a hint of indignation in her eyes: "Its the work of the Bloodsucker!"

  Tians face flashed with anger, then he turned his head and met the gaze of the blood-sucking old demon.

  "Vampire old monster, you are also a famous figure for hundreds of years, yet you use such despicable means to deal with a junior, what kind of thing are you?"

  "Pah!" The blood-sucking old demon said fiercely: "Your disciples life is a life, isnt my disciples life also a life?"

  Tian coldly said: "What business is it of yours, you ghost disciple?"

  The bloodthirsty old demons gaze condensed, and he said: "He killed my disciple under the Wanshang Ancient Cave in Kongshan Mountain, so I came to kill him. What about it?"

  "Good!" Tian Bu Yi suddenly shouted: "Killed well!"

  The blood-sucking old demon was taken aback.

  Tian smiled coldly and said, "Ive always looked down on this disciple of mine, but today I see that hes more capable than I thought, and he even knows how to benefit the people by eliminating harm!"

  "This old blood-sucking demon was furious, saying: Good, good, you bastards, a hundred years ago you kicked me when I was down and chased me with your Red Flame Sword. Today is the perfect day for me to reunite with it!"

  Tian didnt easily take a deep breath, his right hand drew an arc in the air, and in an instant, the Chiyan Xiansword seemed to have heard its masters thoughts, as if it was also slightly trembling with excitement.

  "A hundred years ago, you managed to escape by luck, but today Ill take another look at you, this blood-sucking vampire who dares to bully my disciple - just how far have you gone?" This chapter is published by netizen ww.

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