Everything will be destroyed, the purple light in Yang Qun's eyes jumped wildly, and he felt this extremely dangerous super energy fluctuation.

  At this moment, Dracula released all the power of his 320,000 lives! !

  The sixth-order power that destroys everything.

  However, just at the moment when this energy is about to destroy everyone.

  The burst of energy was suddenly stopped.

  The power that was about to burst, abruptly stopped! !

  Looking at Dracula again, blood spurted out of his body, he forcibly stopped his explosive power, and paid a great price.

  Look carefully...

  Dracula’s gaze was locked on a stone pillar under the stairs in the distance.

  That is a pillar, and if this energy bursts, the pillar will also break.

  And the room upstairs...is the bedroom of him and his wife.

  He can't take risks, and can't risk his wife being hit by the collapsed castle.

  For this stupid reason to the limit, he abruptly consumed his life force and stopped this devastating explosion.

   "You!!!" Yang Qun was shocked to speak, he even felt that he would be completely destroyed by this destructive force in the next second.

   And he now... stands here intact, because a stone pillar that might hit Dracula’s wife might be destroyed! !

  However, although Dracula’s attack was contained, the attacks of Ye Shang and Xingchen were not so easy to take.

"Puff puff!!"

   "Hiss!!"

  The silver arrow rain of revenge attacked Dracula’s body at the same time as the wolf king’s claws, tearing his powerless body in an instant.

   "Boom!!" Dracula hit the stone pillar fiercely, and the stone pillar suddenly collapsed.

  Yang Qun's eyes jumped wildly.

  Don’t know why, he didn’t want to destroy the stone pillar that Dracula was desperately trying to protect.

   "No!!!" Dracula screamed miserably. He had heard the screaming voice of his beloved wife in the upper layer of the castle in his keen ears.

  Yang Qun's eyes were sharp, his legs turned into a blood shadow, and he rushed towards the upper layer of the castle.

"Bang!!!" Yang Qun broke the stone wall. When the stone was about to fall and knocked down Dracula's beloved wife, Yang Qun pulled the beautiful lady away and smashed the stone in the sky with one punch. Bumped against the wall and jumped down.

  Dracula looked at everything Yang Qun had done in disbelief.

  He... as the enemy, the black crow actually saved his wife.

  Yang Qun slowly put Dracula’s beloved wife next to him.

   "As an enemy, you deserve my respect."

  Yang Qun explained so.

   "Hehe, you are also a respectable enemy." Dracula said with a sad smile.

  Now Dracula is at the end of the crossbow, the final blow released all his power, and in order to recover those power, he even gave all his remaining vitality for this.

   Coupled with Yeshang and Xingchen’s last attack that was too late to withdraw, his life had almost come to an end.

  Dracula drew the arrow from his body, and the flow of blood could no longer be suppressed.

  The victory of this battle Dracula was within reach, but for this seemingly stupid reason, it ended with such an incredible result.

  Dracula’s beloved wife crying pear flower with rain.

  He stroked Dracula's **** face.

   "I tried my best, my duty has been completed." Dracula said with a slight smile.

"I have completed the agreement with the gods. It's a pity that I can't be friends with you." Dracula said with a slight regret. He doesn't hate Yang Qun and others, on the contrary...If it weren't for the agreement with the gods, He would be happy to be friends with people like Yang Qun.

  However, he has completed the agreement, and the blood in his heart has been completely inherited by Wu Yiyu. And he also tried his life to stop Yang Qun several people. But... his life also came to the end.

"You leave, I'm going to die, the last channel should not be closed yet, your time is running out, the channel is here..." At the moment when Dracula is about to tell the truth, something unexpected It happened again.

  Dracula opened his eyes wide and looked at his beautiful wife.

  In the hands of his wife, there is a bright sharp knife.

  The sharp knife was inserted into the heart of Dracula's chest.

  In order to prevent Dracula from speaking the final passage, his wife, according to the program designed by the gods, actually sent the knife into Dracula’s chest! ! ! !

  Yang Qun’s eyes were about to burst out flames, it was too much, the gods did too much. There is also a limit to deception. They have already given Dracula the last hope, but... why... why do you want to destroy this hope in the end, why do you still...

  Despair for Dracula! ! !

  Yang Qun can't take it anymore, he can't take it anymore! ! He respected Dracula, respected his feelings, respected his love, respected everything he did for his wife, but...what did the gods do, using his feelings for his wife, finally made this thing! ! !

   "Boom!!" Yang Qun's power was wild, and he slammed his wife in Dracula's arms with a punch. Such clones and props are not worthy of living in this world.

  However, something really unexpected happened.

   "Zzizizi..."

   "Boom!!!"

  Perhaps it was a flashback, maybe it was the last trace of power that was squeezed, Dracula even raised his hand to block Yang Qun's offensive, and shot Yang Qun far away.

"you……"

   Yang Qun looked at Dracula in disbelief.

  Dracula retracted his palm and stroked his wife's face again.

   "I knew you were fake a long time ago."

   "Your every smile, every move, is different from her."

   "Every word, every movement, every look in your eyes, even the taste and breath on you, are different from her."

   "The most important thing is that you don't have her kindness, or her gentleness. Without her warm smile like the newborn sun."

   "But even so, I am willing."

   "I am willing to be deceived by you, I am willing to...live in such a lie just to be with you."

  "But...why...why are you trying to expose this lie, why do you want to expose my dreams!!! Why!!!"

  Dracula's eyes, a drop of blood and tears flowed out.

  These are tears of blood.

   is an unforgettable sadness.

  Everyone in the room looked at Dracula in a daze.

  Everyone knew that Dracula was an infatuated person, but he didn't expect that he could be so infatuated. With a life span of thousands of years, how could he not be able to recognize the authenticity of his lover, but he didn't want to...don't want to dismantle this beautiful lie.

  He is tired of his life, he would rather live in lies than...continue to live meaninglessly, even if his strength is getting stronger and stronger.

  However, this dream was broken, just like that, it was broken by his lover! ! !

  Dracula slowly stood up.

  He still has the power to stand up.

  Dracula deserves to be Dracula, his power is by no means imaginable by humans.

   "Puff!!!" Dracula drew the blade from his heart.

  He dug out his heart! !

   "My cursed life!!!"

   "The demon gods on the **** seat!!"

   "I curse!!!"

   "Curse you!!!"

   "You, one day will be pulled from the throne by the black crow."

   "Your fate will be more miserable than mine."

   "I use this to curse thousands of years of life, curse you!!!"

   "Puff!!"

  Dracula crushed his heart, and there seemed to be such an unimaginable force rushing out of his heart.

  Even Yang Qun can’t feel what it is! ! !

  Dracula turned his head.

   "Let's go, there is actually another passage. The last passage is my corpse..."

  After finishing this sentence, Dracula took a tear from the corner of his eye and gently flicked it directly to the center of Yang Qun's forehead. I don't know why, Yang Qun did not resist.

  Yang Qun felt his endless sadness and felt the endless curse of Dracula. This drop of blood and tears, without his power, contains all the curses.

  Three hundred and twenty thousand lives have survived in his body for thousands of years of resentment, unwillingness, curse! !

  Millions and tens of millions of dead souls who died under his men's resentment, curse! !

  Those who are bloodthirsty, cruel, and violent.

  Those resentments, anger, viciousness.

  All negative emotions are contained in this drop of blood and tears.

   "With the resentment of all these people, with my resentment, pull the gods off the throne."

   "Black Crow."

   Looking back, Dracula’s wife’s sharp knife still pierced his body one after another, leaving countless blood holes in his body.

  Dracula smiled slightly.

   "Lover...my love."

  "Your blood is so sweet and delicious."

   "However, for the sake of love, I have always endured, endured, and even dare not approach you, for fear of doing terrible things to you."

   "Until you became my wife, I even gave up sucking blood, letting my strength get weaker and weaker."

"Nowadays……"

   "Let us merge into one."

"my sweetheart……"

  The knife in the hands of Dracula’s wife continued to pierce Dracula’s chest fiercely. Although the heart there had already been crushed by Dracula himself, she still attacked one after another in accordance with the program designed long ago.

  And Dracula has opened his huge mouth in the blood basin.

  The sharp fangs pierced deeply into the neck of his beloved wife, and the sweet blood was constantly drawn out. Soon... the body of the beloved wife stopped moving completely.

  And Dracula's eyes became dull. Even though the mark on his chest was bloody, it still exudes a faint red light. Finally...under the shining of this red light, the air in front of him actually opened a space crack.

  This is the gate to go out from here! !

  I’m afraid that the gods would never have imagined that Dracula would give up his life and open the door for everyone...

  A deep sadness appeared in Yang Qun's eyes.

   Piercing Earl.

  The most powerful creature in the legend.

  Hundreds of years ago, entangled with the existence of terror that could not be defeated by hundreds of thousands of holy troops.

  Vampire---Dracula.

  This ended his tragic life.

  In the false lie, he ended his life and also ended the life of his false lover.

"Hey."

  Yang Qun sighed, slightly raised his head and glanced at the moon in the sky that had completely merged into a Tai Chi totem, the space was trembling and tearing. All of this is about to be completed, and all of this is about to end.

  Yang Qun once again looked at the other side of the castle, where a group of naive descendants of the Crusades were still living there.

  But... maybe living in this enclosed space is more suitable for them to survive than living outside in the last days.

  Qin Bo...you will settle down here, and the peaceful life here is probably my best compensation.

  There are no vampires, no monsters, no disputes, you...are happy.

   "It's not too late. Let's get out of here."

   Yang Qun sighed and said.

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