Everyone looked up at the sound and saw a white figure sitting on the protruding stone above them. She was dressed in white, and her legs were swinging back and forth, like a snow fairy.
Dracula thought the same thing and asked, "Are you a snow sprite?"
Ruan Xianxian covered her mouth and giggled, laughing so hard she bent over backwards. Suddenly, her laughter stopped abruptly, and her voice became cold and sharp.
"Anyone who trespasses on Kunlun will be killed!"
He stood up and drew the ancient sword from his back.
As she stood up, various animals on her head revealed themselves, including a yak with a head as big as a truck.
A snow leopard leaps dozens of meters like a speckled lightning bolt.
A small pack of jackals with reddish-brown fur.
Various animals peeked out from above, their eyes filled with a human-like playfulness.
A snow wolf, pure white, lay beside Ruan Xianxian, its large head casually resting on her leg.
The little hand slapped the wolf's head, "Waiting for someone, calling for people, no, calling for beasts!"
Snow Wolf gave her a loving look. "My little princess, whatever you say is right!"
It raised its head and let out a wolf howl.
Of medium build, his wolf howl sounded like a tiger roaring in the mountains.
"Aww~"
Suddenly, a dark shadow darted out of the snow like lightning, lunging to grab the nearest person.
With a gentle hook of sharp, steel-like claws, the man's clothes were torn to shreds, and blood seeped from his abdomen.
If I hadn't dodged quickly, that grab would have ripped his guts out.
An elderly man with European features, who was leading the group, raised his voice to warn, "Be careful, these are not ordinary beasts."
The mother wolf leaped to the wolf king's side and placed the Pallas's rabbit she was holding in her mouth at Ruan Xianxian's feet.
In a wolf's eyes, it all means one thing: Are you hungry, girl? Eat up!
A soft sound brushed past her ear, and Ruan Xianxian turned her head to see a handsome young man standing beside her.
With pale skin, unusually red lips, and deep, captivating features, he could easily be mistaken for Adonis from Western mythology.
As soon as Dracula flew up, he was surrounded by two snow wolves, one in front and one behind. He innocently and calmly raised his hands, "Don't shoot, we're on the same side."
Snow Wolf: Idiot!
Dracula stretched out a hand to introduce himself, "Hello little elf, I am your pen pal Dracula."
"Good morning, right?" Ruan Xianxian asked in a strange tone. "Hello!"
Before leaving for Beijing, he received a strange letter from a gentleman who called himself Good Cat Ning, saying he wanted to be friends with her.
As a token of goodwill, they included a message: the Holy Alliance would take advantage of the fact that the Chinese Xuanmen sects were focused on fighting the typhoon and their internal defenses were weakened to sneak into Kunlun Mountain.
Upon receiving the message, she immediately reported it to Bureau 749. Everyone present was shocked; it wasn't impossible, but rather highly likely.
The talk of stealing the dragon vein's fortune, revenge, and typhoons is nothing but a smokescreen to stall the Xuanmen sect; their original goal was Kunlun Mountain.
The saying "The dragon veins of the world originate from Kunlun" is not a joke.
Whether it's the Qinling Mountains, known as the dragon vein of China, or the Lajishan Mountains, Tongbai Mountains, Altun Mountains, and Qilian Mountains, they are all younger brothers of the Kunlun Mountains.
When asked to his face if he was good morning, Dracula was embarrassed for a moment, but quickly regained his elegance.
“My fellow countrymen say that to make friends with Chinese people, you must have a Chinese name. Good morning, isn’t that cool?”
As they spoke, a pack of snow wolves appeared from all directions, surrounding the uninvited guests in a well-organized manner, their eyes gleaming with ferocity.
“Ruan, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Maurice Roy, the vice leader of the Holy Alliance. I suppose the selfish and narrow-minded Xuanmen has never informed you of the existence of the Holy Alliance.”
The elderly man at the head of the group took off his hood, revealing a face that was aged but had few wrinkles and deep features.
He casually waved his staff, and with a hum, a pale golden light shield rose up around Morris, enveloping the dozen or so people who had followed him.
The pale golden light shield exuded a soft and holy aura, but a snow wolf happened to be at the cutting point of the light shield and was cut in two by the pale golden light.
All of this happened too fast. Ruan Xianxian's expression suddenly turned cold. She drew the ancient sword from her back with one hand and threw it amidst the wolf king's howl.
The ancient sword hummed as if it wanted to pierce the void. Its tip touched the light shield, and under Morris's nonchalant expression, it shattered like a spider web.
The expressions of more than ten people changed simultaneously.
At that moment, the wolf king leaped up and pounced on the nearest Maurice, its eyes filled with ferocity.
As the others tried to make a move, a huge yak on the opposite cliff swung its arm, sending ice needles raining down, each one carrying an unstoppable force.
Finally, someone realized, "My God, these are not just ordinary beasts, they are powerful demons. The wolf king and even that yak are all powerful demons."
Ten meters, five meters, three meters—the three-meter distance was covered in the blink of an eye. Morris held his staff horizontally in front of his chest, his expression remaining largely unchanged.
Just as the two were about to make contact, the staff lit up with a pale golden light again, and the wolf king changed its angle in mid-air, biting down on the servant behind Morris.
The large, frost-covered tail lashed out at the staff.
The sharp canines exert force simultaneously.
The waiters, busy fending off the ice needles, hadn't expected that a great demon would possess such high intelligence, employing a feint attack.
Sharp teeth snapped his neck, and blood spurted out.
His head was thrown into the air, and even in death he was still thinking, why does the headless corpse below look somewhat familiar?
His gaze shifted, and at the last moment before landing, he finally remembered, oh, that headless man was none other than himself, the papal robes were proof.
"You beast, how dare you!"
Whether it was old age or slowed reaction time, Maurice didn't come to his senses until the waiter's blood splattered on his face, and his staff emitted a golden beam of light.
"Your opponent is me." A ghostly voice, laced with laughter, came from beside my ear.
Ruan Xianxian held the ancient sword and stood in front of the Wolf King. The tip of the sword collided with the golden pillar of light, splitting the pillar in two.
The sword in his hand, empowered by the system, possesses the power of physical salvation.
Combined with her immense strength, it was nothing short of an unparalleled miracle.
The sword tip pointed forward, as if ready to pierce Maurice's throat and go straight through him.
At the crucial moment, Morris reacted quickly, stepping back while parrying with his staff. The tip of his sword struck the staff with a clang, and the two weapons collided, creating a ripple of power.
After that one move, both of them looked rather serious.
Ruan Xianxian turned her head and looked at a deep, bone-revealing scar on her forearm, left from being accidentally hit by a beam of light.
"Attack together!" Chris commanded sharply.
As the fire dragon, water column, and golden blade attacked Ruan Xianxian's vital points, a pulling force came from nowhere, a force that seemed to tear her soul apart.
Ruan Xianxian lost control, clutching her head with both hands and letting out a scream.
Just as the attack was about to hit her, Snow Wolf and Good Cat Ning blocked the fatal blow for her, one in front and one behind.
The snow wolf took the brunt of the attack, its body flying backward and crashing into the stone wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Facing Maurice head-on, Dracula will not have an easy time either.
Ruan Xianxian's eyes were bloodshot. He turned the pain into strength, abandoned his weapon, grabbed a person at random, and smashed his head into his chest cavity. A long howl echoed across the sky.
Reinforcements have arrived!
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