During this period, Dracula, the mythical character in the legend of the blood clan, more than healed his wounds.

   Blood lines appeared on the ground, and weird patterns were drawn under the emerald green grass.

  Magic circle! !

  A trace of energy follows the shape of the magic circle, exuding bursts of powerful power. This old vampire is simply shameless. So many things have been done during the dialogue.

   Just when those **** runes were about to spread to Yang Qun's feet. A stream of **** water-like magic fire flowed out from under Yang Qun's feet, wiping out the marks of Dracula's magic circle.

  Dracula looked at the water-like flames under Yang Qun's feet with a little surprise.

"That is……"

   "The power of the magic mountain!!!"

  Dracula looked at the flames at Yang Qun’s feet in disbelief, and seemed to see something terrifying.

   "Magic Mountain?" Yang Qun carefully looked at the surrounding environment. Who knows if this old guy is going to attack him while talking.

"you do not know?"

   "You don't know if you have this ability!!" Dracula seemed to have heard the most ridiculous ability, and he even laughed.

It's now!

  Dracula's most relaxed time! !

   "Woohoo!!"

The **** afterimage rushed silently, drawing a series of long **** shadows, the weird robe kept making a squeaky sound with the wind because of the speed, and the dead blood demon knife slashed towards Degu in a perfect arc. Pull the body.

  At this time, Dracula's expression also changed.

   "Boom!!"

   "Boom!!!"

  A trace of powerful power rises from the ground, it is the magic circle! ! The ground under Yang Qun's feet suddenly began to soften, making it as difficult as a mud swamp, but they were not mud, but blood pools.

  The magic pool of flesh and blood filled with dregs covered the magic circle, and countless dry bones stretched out from the pool of blood and grabbed the soles of Yang Qun's feet. The scarlet chains were wrapped around Yang Qun's body! !

  But, it’s too late! !

  The dead blood demon knife has been cut to Dracula's body! !

   "Wow."

  When the blood demon sword was about to sever Dracula's body, Dracula's body actually separated from it and turned into countless bats and flew away. The Death Blood Demon Sword slashed blankly.

   "Squeak, squeak!!"

  Countless black bats reunited, and Dracula's body appeared on the other side of the distance, looking at Yang Qun with a smile on his face.

   "I look at you all the time, and being hurt by Alexander's descendants has made me take back my contempt for you." Dracula explained, the gentleman incomparably.

  "Khacha, khacha!!" The iron chain wrapped around Yang Qun's body, and the bones of his palms grabbed Yang Qun's feet, pulling him into the pool of blood one by one.

  At this time, the four ladies also stood out from the room.

   "Boom..."

"Ah……"

"what……"

"Uh……"

  Four weird voices sounded at the same time, and various hallucinations gradually appeared in front of Yang Qun's eyes. The four beautiful voices are different and filled with Yang Qun's ears. They surround each other and complement each other, just like a beautiful lullaby. It numbs people's brains.

   "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

   "My dear, sleep in our soft arms."

  Yang Qun’s eyelids became heavier and heavier. In that wonderful voice, he became intoxicated. Gradually...in his loss, he was drawn into a pool of blood.

   "My four beautiful ladies, your voices are so good." Seeing Yang Qun's surprise move, Dracula walked up to the four ladies incomparably gentlemanly, not stingy with his good intentions.

  A faint **** curse crossed, and the pool of blood was gone, and Yang Qun was locked in that pool of blood forever.

   "After all, young, heroes are sad than Beauty Pass." Dracula couldn't help sighing.

  The blood could condense again, and the blood-colored spear appeared in Dracula's hands. At this time, no one stopped him from beheading Ye Shang! !

  At this moment, a dangerous breath came from under Dracula's feet.

   "Boom!!!" Yang Qun's body broke out of the ground, and there was confusion and chaos in his eyes. The cold eyes exuded a faint killing intent, and a faint purple light appeared on his forehead. There, the energy emitted by the faint Devil's Mark was shocking.

  The Dead Blood Demon Sword arrived in no time, and Dracula’s eyes were still on Yang Qun’s forehead! !

   "Puff!!"

  As heard in the legend, Yang Qun did not hesitate to insert the blood-red demon knife in his hand into Dracula’s chest. In an instant, the dead blood demon knife pierced Dracula’s heart. Purple runes flowed back and forth on the blood demon knife, and in a blink of an eye, Dracula's heart had begun to wither.

   "You... how can you have... the Mark of the Devil!!!"

   "That is... a noble existence that is stronger than demons, high-level demons, and high-level great demons."

   "The Devil..."

   "How could you..."

   "Also, the power of the magic mountain, this will not be a coincidence, it cannot be a coincidence!!!"

  Dracula seemed to be unable to believe the mark on Yang Qun's forehead, which shocked him greatly.

  He grabbed the dead blood demon knife in Yang Qun's hand.

   "Boy, where did you... come from!!!" Dracula did not fear his death at all. His eyes became ruthless and cold. That was his true heart. In the endless years, his feelings had been wiped out by time. Love, family affection, friendship, and even hatred, he has experienced too much, and these have become too light and too light in the endless years.

  However, to this day, there is still an existence that shocks him, that is---Yang Qun! !

  Dracula did not fear death in the slightest, as if the blood demon knife was not inserted into his own heart. But Yang Qun's various performances shocked his heart.

   "What are you talking about, I don't understand."

   "But... die for me!!!"

  Yang Qun's eyes were firm, and at the critical moment of life and death, he would not be shaken by any words of the other party. The purple mark on his forehead became deeper and deeper, and the runes in the dead blood demon knife gradually brightened.

   "Boom!!"

  The purple flame burned Dracula's heart. At this moment, not only his heart, but his body was also corroded. Withered quickly! !

  The purple flame gradually burned his entire body, but it was strange that...the dead blood demon sword did not absorb anything before he died.

  Yang Qun flew back quickly, he believed that the dead blood demon sword, if it didn’t respond...for so long, it meant that the opponent did not die! ! !

   "Punch..." Dracula fell, his body withered and died, without any accident, each of his four, four extremely gorgeous ladies also turned into ashes in the sky with his death.

  Is it...I thought wrong?

  Yang Qun has moved quickly to Ye Shang's side, and the fearful old guy Dracula will take the opportunity to hurt his partner. Maybe this is a conspiracy?

  But... nothing happened, and the mighty Dracula did not stand up again. He really seems to be dead.

  At this moment, Yang Qun knew why he couldn’t feel Dracula’s death...

  Because, the shadow is here again! !

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