Eternal life, this word looks so beautiful.

  Life is something that money cannot buy.

  How many emperors, and how many businessmen who are wealthy and powerful, began to pursue the unattainable "eternal life" when their power and wealth reached their limit.

   However, the word eternal life is a curse in Dracula's heart.

  Yes, it’s a curse.

  Eternal life represents not only life that will never die, but also the accumulation of wealth and knowledge.

  More, it is endless loneliness and loneliness.

  Lovers, friends, relatives, offspring, die in front of you one by one.

  Finally, your enemy can't resist the corrosion of time and eventually die.

  Your life has become goalless.

  Your life flows with time, and your life becomes ancient and vicissitudes. As time goes by, Dracula gradually blurs the concept of time.

  Once, a day may be very long.

  Now, a year is just a blink of an eye.

  Time began to get faster and faster in his eyes. A friend said a few words to him, said hello, and ate a few meals. Looking back, he is old and dead, you can only mourn him in front of his grave.

  Dracula buried himself in the grave, but...

   Woke up and crawled out of the grave, waiting for him is more loneliness.

  The world is changing every second.

   and he himself is unchanged.

  Dracula will change his identity and live in another place every ten years. Because 10 years...others will discover his face.

  He never wanted to kill anyone, but the Holy See regarded it as a devil, an unforgivable existence, killing him all over the world.

  He was a beggar on the street, he was a businessman in a wealthy country, he was a king, he was also a famous poet and painter, and he even served as a priest in churches for decades.

  But... these are just passing moments.

  In the end, he got tired of all this.

   Tired of my life.

   Tired of my abilities.

  Eternal life is a curse.

  Eternal life is an endless curse, corroding Dracula’s heart every moment.

  This is why, from Dracula’s eyes, only endless vicissitudes and helplessness can be seen.

  Finally, he was tired of his life.

  In the final battle with the demon hunter Fan Haixin, his people, his territory, and his soldiers were all reduced to ashes. Everything about him will die.

  But... he didn't die, because he couldn't kill. There was a river of blood in his body, and there were millions of lives in the river of blood. Every life will allow him to regenerate again.

  Finally, after hundreds of thousands of deaths, he was helpless. The Demon Hunter cooperated with the werewolves and sealed Dracula together with the guardians of the East, but Dracula did not even resist...

  This is Dracula.

  The immortal Dracula.

  Eternal curse.

  Dracula with endless life power.

   "Boom!!!"

  Wolf King Yeshang leaped high, grabbed Dracula's body madly, and pierced Dracula's neck fiercely with his teeth.

  And then...pull hard...

  Neck, body, all torn into pieces.

  Dracula did not resist, he did not resist Ye Shang's power at all.

  Blood spurted everywhere...the internal organs flowed all over the place...

  The corpse fell into the river of blood, and among the tornadoes of crows and blood, Dracula's body appeared in front of people again.

   "Thirty-two thousand four hundred and sixty-six..."

  This is his remaining life...

   "Swish swish swish!!"

  The sky full of arrow feathers pierced Dracula's body... The stars are doing it! !

   "Puff!!!" Li Chao's silver-white blade cut through Dracula's head! !

  The thorny silver-white wings swept across, the space would be cut into pieces, and Dracula’s heart was directly penetrated by it...

  Once, once, and again.

  Dracula closed his eyes and opened his hands, killing him one by one.

  Three hundred and twenty four thousand eight hundred and sixty five...

  Three hundred and twenty four thousand eight hundred and sixty-four...

until……

  Dracula was torn apart again and again. He completely gave up his defense and completely abandoned his power. He stood in front of the people and was killed by Yang Qun again and again! ! !

  Three hundred twenty four thousand seven hundred...

  In a blink of an eye...Dracula has been killed one hundred and sixty times.

  Yeshang, Xingchen, Li Chao, Yang Qun... several people have been completely covered by blood, that is... the blood of the piercing Earl Dracula.

"how so."

  "This...could it be...could it be the real Tier 6 power."

  "This is the power of immortality!!!"

   "Even if we stood and let us kill, it only killed him more than a hundred times. He still has more than 300,000 lives!!!"

  Even Yang Qun was shocked by Dracula's power.

  This is his real strength, real power. Even if you don't attack everyone, even if you stand and let everyone kill, you can't kill it! ! !

  The power of blood gathering in the sky is increasing. The moon in the sky is gradually covered by blood. It is slowly forming a Tai Chi totem. The silver moon represents the ancient silver moon tree, while the blood color represents Dracula. Now that the blood color has invaded one-fifth, a blood-red "dead spot" has gradually appeared on the moon. If they are really allowed to balance and form a Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish, no one can go out here! !

How to do! !

  The deadlock has been formed, Dracula cannot be killed, they cannot stop Dracula’s power! !

   "Wow!!!!"

   "Wow!!!!"

  At this moment, the Scarlet Tornado moved into a frantic rhythm again.

  In the surging river under the old castle, a man's body gradually formed.

  A closer look, that man...

  That man! !

  Yang Qun actually recognized it! !

  Wu Yiyu! ! !

   is Wu Yixuan! !

How can it be! ! It was Wu Yiyu who Yang Qun almost forgot! !

   is Wu Yiyu who is with Long Ge at that moment! ! !

  The candidate in the gang, Wu Yiyu.

  Wu Yixuan is still so cold, his eyes seem to see through everything.

  "Suck!!" Wu Yixuan took a sharp breath, as if cheering for the blood energy around him. Yang Qun could feel the strength of Wu Yiyu's body, the kind of feeling that made him feel extremely dangerous.

  Why is Wu Yixuan here?

  At this time, Wu Yiyu was completely different from before. Infinite blood can surround his body, but his blood-red eyes are still so ruthless and thin.

   Yang Qun seems to have thought of something.

  Anger! !

  Endless anger filled Yang Qun's body.

  Gods! !

  It turns out that Wu Yiyu’s true identity is actually a member of the gods! ! !

  A candidate who followed Long Ge was actually a member of the gods.

  How could this happen, why can the gods look at him?

how so! !

  At this moment, Yang Qun’s brain quickly recalled what had happened.

  Gradually...he understood all of this...

  ……

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