Hillman exclaimed in great pain.

Margaret III's eyes flashed and suddenly shouted: "Joe!"

Joe's eyes were slightly red, and he glanced at Margaret III, and gently waved at her in his hand.

Hesen coughed in a low voice: "Are you Joe now, or the... damn 'Scarlet'?"

Joe smiled, and the shaft of Medland spewed out miles of starlight in his hand, sweeping across Hillman with a stick.

Hillman's huge body was swept away with a stick. Where the axis of Medland was on his body, the scales and flesh were sprinkled, and his body was almost cut off in the waist. A trace of crimson force invaded his body, swallowing wildly, annihilated his flesh and blood essence, and watched his body turn into gray ashes and float away.

Hillman hit the light curtain covering Hydra Palace. The light curtain vibrated slightly and the earth roared.

Doran looked at Margaret III, then looked at Mata XIII, and then provocatively looked at his brother Ferdinand: "Is this your grandson? It really brings glory to our Heidra Fort family."

He patted his gorgeous robe with reserve, stepped on the air step by step, and walked up towards Qiao step by step.

"Joe, you should call me..."

"Old macaque." Qiao interrupted Doran cleanly: "Do you know why I was the first to find Shanghai Dela Palace? Because I want to kill you, your son, and your pretentious grandson."

"This is a personal grudge and has nothing to do with the overall situation of Medland."

"The losses caused by this should be borne by you three."

Qiao stretched out his left hand contemptuously, and his little finger hooked at the Dommun: "You seem to have become very powerful, much stronger than your incompetent son. It must be a very happy thing to kill you."

Domman laughed, and he looked back at Margaret III.

Margaret III and Mata XIII said nothing.

He looked at Ferdinand again.

Ferdinand took out a small wine bottle as if nothing had happened and took a sip of the wine.

He glanced at Salian.

Salian held his hands in front of his chest, looking at Joe with a cold and serious look, but he didn't say anything.

Doran smiled at the gatekeeper No. 1 who maintained the light curtain: "Dear veteran..."

The janitor No. 1 looked at Donan and then looked at Qiao. He actually smiled brightly: "This is the internal grudge of your family... There is an old saying in the East that if you have revenge, if you have revenge, if you have revenge, if you have tooth for tooth, if you have blood for blood... It is natural for your son to avenge your mother."

He smiled and said, "As long as Medland's safety is not involved, family revenge is not involved, the Al organization will never interfere."

Helinger turned into a small snake that was only seven or eight feet long, and slowly slid over the air along a breeze. He landed lightly on Margaret III's shoulders, and nine exquisite snake heads grinned.

"Let's start fighting... stop talking."

"The old guy is right. Revenge within the family is so pleasing to the eye, killing and blood, violence and horror... Oh, oh, oh, let's fight."

"He is just here to seek revenge on you, and he is not trying to destroy Medland, we will not interfere."

Helinger shouted with great enthusiasm: "This is a fair duel... You all have my Helinger's bloodline in your body. Who can win? I will help him improve his bloodline concentration to perfection!"

Dolan's eyes were flashing with a strange light, and he shouted sternly: "But, this is not fair... He is 'Scarlet', and I am just an ordinary, poor... ordinary member of the Hedra Fort family."

Qiao smiled: "Then, I allow you to use all means to improve your strength."

Things seemed to be in a strange direction. The original moment of sudden attack on Joe, and his mood was very tense. Margaret III, the janitor No. 1 and others relaxed a lot in a moment.

They either acquiesced or instigated, forcing Donan to go up and fight Qiao Jue to the death.

Helinger even opened the head in the middle, and from his black snake letter, a drop of blood as big as a thumb, crystal clear as a black gem, flew out toward Domman.

On this drop of blood, countless layers of magnificent and complex runes that emit a huge chaotic atmosphere were rolling.

This is Helinger's original essence and blood, which contains His purest blood power, and the essence of all the laws powers he controls.

Doran's pupils expanded suddenly, and he smiled greedily and swallowed the drop of black blood in one mouthful.

Joe stretched out his hand toward Hellinger: "So, Hellinger's crown, what about mine?"

Hellinger froze all over, and he looked at Joe in shock: "Uh???"

Joe grinned: "Or, I will defeat your blood descendants with other forms of power, with other forms of blood?"

Helinger's eighteen eyes were intriguing and fierce eyes flashed. He shook his head quickly: "Oh, no, this is not possible."

"Well, 'Scarlet' is my blood descendant..." Hellinger laughed: "This sounds very good."

He opened his mouth, and the same black blood bead flew out, and flew towards Qiao.

He looked at Joe deeply, his voice becoming erratic and dangerous: "But, do you dare to use my essence and blood? Perhaps, if you swallow it in one bite, the poison will explode immediately, and from then on, you will completely disappear?"

Joe grinned, and he also swallowed the drop of Hellinger's blood in one mouthful.

Joe's blood began to roll.

The blood in his body quickly absorbed this drop of Hellinger's original essence and blood. Under Qiao's will, he quickly transformed towards the pure Hydra bloodline.

He chuckled softly, "I have devoured the crimson of Varis... As long as Medland has war, death, fear, and all the negative energy it brings, I will be immortal... How can you destroy me?"

Doran looked at Helinger angrily: "This is not fair... and you have given him a stronger power... Are you ready to help him use this power to deal with us?"

The janitor No. 1 said in a deep voice: "Shut up, dormant, bravely welcome your destiny... This is to pay off your debts for the unethical things you father and son have done... Hey, omniscient, send "Scarlet Red" to Medland. You can't just pick a target, right? You should have certain restrictions, right?"

Laplacie smoked his small pipe in a 'lap' way'.

His sharp and delicate voice came from Joe's body: "It's over here... Of course... only the newborn baby surrounded by strong bloodlines, strong fate, and disasters, wars, death, and fear can make the 'crystal' come."

Laplacie smiled 'giggling': "My body has been waiting for three hundred years before he has the appropriate goal of advent."

"So...if Medland eventually destroys, then, Doran and Hillman are my biggest helpers!"

Dolan's face changed drastically.
Chapter completed!