Chapter 903 (1/2)

In particular, the smell of blood on his body is as deep as the sea, which surpasses the same blood ancestor, don don't know how much.

"Golly!"

With the voice of the handsome middle-aged man, the hall outside slowly opened. An old man in housekeeper's clothes slowly came in, knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "you wake up, my master, Lord Claude."

"During my deep sleep, you call me urgently. What's the matter?" Said Claude, walking slowly out of the hall.

He has a taste of ancient elegance, just like the aristocracy of the middle world. Compared with him, other Western powers with noble names are like vulgar children.

"Master, dawn and Caesar have been killed!"

The steward knelt down and said softly.

"Who did it? Is the holy see out of the mountain

Claude frowned and asked in a low voice. In the west, if the Vatican doesn't do anything, no one should be an opponent of dawn, and even the Vatican will give his blood ancestor a third face.

It doesn't matter if Caesar died, but dawn is the descendant of a strong man in their blood lineage. Although the strong man hasn't appeared for two hundred years, if he is still alive, he can't explain to the strong man when dawn dies.

"Not the Holy See, but Lin Yin, a strong man from the East."

The housekeeper respectfully handed Claude a copy of the information. Claude took the information, looked at it, frowned and said:

"OK, you don't have to worry about it, I'll deal with it!"

"Yes, my master!" The housekeeper then stood respectfully behind Claude.

From time to time, the roar of wild animals came from the depths of the 100000 mountains in the southwest of the Dragon kingdom. Many tigers and leopards ran to the periphery of the 100000 mountains one after another, as if there were some terrible wild animals stretching out of the mountains.

Soon after, someone saw an old man riding a 50 meter long giant snake, running out of 100000 mountains and going up to the sea.

In the ancestral area of Western Tantric Buddhism in the state of dragon, there are also Sanskrit sounds, and the earth is filled with golden lotus. Many lamas in the ancestral area kneel down and shout "welcome to the patriarch!"

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And in Fusang, the temple of ISI.

Liu Shengzong sat on his head and knelt down with a group of disciples. At this time, it was only three days since the decisive battle between him and Lin Yin. At this time, he had adjusted his state to the best.

"Teacher, are you sure of this battle?"

A middle-aged warrior sitting next to Junichiro Watanabe asked softly.

"Shut up

Junichiro Watanabe grabbed the middle-aged warrior's clothes and roared: "it's just a Lin Yin. How can teachers compare with each other? In this battle, teachers will win!"

"Let go!"

Liu Shengzong said solemnly. "If Lin Yin's strength is just like cutting your sword, then he will surely die!"

When he heard Liu shengzongyan's words, all the disciples were smiling, especially Junichiro Watanabe. The smile on his face was the most brilliant. At the beginning, Lin Yin cut off one of his ears. If he didn't come back in time, he would even lose his life, but his ears couldn't go back.

Junichiro Watanabe loosened his grip on the middle-aged man's clothes and said in a loud voice: "the teacher will win this battle. After Lin Yin's death, I will go to the Dragon kingdom in person to destroy Lin Yin's family!"

"Brother Watanabe, I'll go with you, too!"

"I'll go with you!"