You said you could kill the evil spirits without me, why are you crying now?

Chapter 319 I always remember that we are a team
"It seems that your vampire ancestor's bloodline power is still not enough in front of my strength."

Black fog began to slowly appear behind Chu He, and this black fog slowly formed a phantom.

When he saw this phantom appear, Xiao Cangqing's expression became more and more frightened.

Even though he was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it anymore, he still explained with trembling lips: "Mr. Chu, I always remember that we are a team.

After all, we still have to face various enemies lurking on the blue planet.
For example, the Human Supremacy Association only had three experts.
It has become incredibly powerful.

Whether it is a villain or a powerful force,

You know that when you want to make a move, you can't just use a trump card right away.

As long as I continue to be the supreme ruler of the vampire family,
Then you can make the entire vampire family work for you.
Then you can ask those vampires to help you investigate the Human Supremacy Association and other enemies you want to deal with."

Chu He remained silent, and a thick black mist quietly surged in the space behind him.

Like the tentacles of the abyss, it slowly weaves a heart-pounding outline in the night.

The outline gradually became clear, turning into a towering and huge black shadow, standing behind the Chu River.

It was like a giant god coming from the underworld, bringing with it majesty and terror.

The pair of arms formed by pure darkness slowly stretched out from the shadows. They had no physical touch, but emitted a chill that made the soul tremble.

They ignored the boundaries of space and silently invaded Xiao Cangqing's body in an extraordinary way.

Xiao Cangqing's body trembled involuntarily, a tremor that came from the depths of his soul.

But he was surprised to find that he could not sense the real existence of these hands.
They are like illusions between light and shadow, both illusory and real.

However, his reason told him that this was not a simple visual deception.

Chu He would never play him in such a frivolous way.

As the pair of pitch-black arms moved deeper, an unprecedented sense of crisis spread in Xiao Cangqing's heart.

He suddenly realized that

This power is quietly eroding what he cherishes most...the power of his ancestral bloodline!
It was an indescribable feeling.

The source of his power was tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

Then slowly, irresistibly, it dragged outward.

Xiao Cangqing could clearly feel that as this power faded,
His physical strength, speed, and even vitality were all depleting at an alarming rate.

Wisps of blood-colored mist began to ooze out of his pores.
That was a sign that his bloodline power was forcibly stripped away.
They quickly dissipated in the air, like the flame of life swaying in the cold wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Xiao Cangqing's face was as pale as paper, his eyes full of disbelief and horror.

He had never imagined that there was such a strange power in the world that could penetrate the flesh and directly act on the soul and deep within the blood.

This power is not only despair-inducingly powerful, but also reveals a weirdness and evil that transcends the mundane, making people wonder whether it is really what should exist in this world.

At this moment, Xiao Cangqing is no longer the confident and arrogant vampire noble.
He is just a poor creature struggling in despair, facing an unknown and terrifying force.

All he could do was wail helplessly and beg for mercy, hoping that the pain would end soon.

Xiao Cangqing tried desperately to control the power in his body and prevent it from leaking out.
But those pitch-black arms were so overbearing that Xiao Cangqing had no room to resist.

The main reason is that his body was injured too severely, and there is not a single intact bone in his body.

If he didn't possess the power of vampire blood, he would probably have died.

"Chu He, you actually want to deprive me of my power. So this is what you are planning."

Xiao Cangqing was a little crazy, screaming loudly. This was more painful than killing him, and Xiao Cangqing absolutely could not accept it: "Chu He, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong.

You can punish me in any way you want, but you can never take away my power, do you understand?
In order to obtain the blood power of the ancestor of the vampire family,
What a price I paid, what pain I endured."

Xiao Cangqing's cry for mercy was like a leaf torn by the wind, broken and rapid.

Before the words could completely flow out from his lips and teeth, they were knocked away by Chu He's seemingly casual palm.
Ruthlessly cutting off all life. This palm instantly created an invisible crack in the air, and struck Xiao Cangqing in the face with the force of thunder.

As the palm wind came down with a bang, the air seemed to solidify in an instant.
What followed was a series of heart-pounding crisp sounds, which were the elegy of bones and teeth collapsing under extreme force.

Xiao Cangqing's teeth collapsed in an instant, like a sand castle blown up by a strong wind, so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow.

Snow-white teeth slid down from his twisted lips one by one, carrying warm blood beads.
It splashed on the lapels and the ground, painting a shocking and tragic picture.

Blood, bright red and dazzling, quickly gathered into a trickle at his chin.
It then meandered down along the neck, making the already pale clothes even more shocking.

Xiao Cangqing's face was distorted by the pain.
The upper and lower halves of his face seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force.
The shape of his mouth was so strange that it was hard to describe, and he could no longer put together a complete sentence.
Only vague sobs and pleas were left, echoing in the empty space, seeming particularly desolate and helpless.

At this moment, those eyes were wide open, full of fear and despair.

His entire body was shaking violently, and every struggle seemed to consume his remaining strength.

What was even more bizarre was that from those black hands, strands of blood-colored threads slowly emerged, dense and strange.
That is the unique blood power of the vampire clan, representing their powerful vitality and recovery ability.

However, at this moment, these threads are like the countdown of his vitality. Every time a thread is pulled out,
He would let the strength in his body drain away a little bit, until he felt weak and tired like never before.

It seems like all the vitality is about to be sucked out of me.

As the black outline continued to erode, the world inside Xiao Cangqing's body experienced a catastrophe that turned everything upside down.

The blood of the ancestor of the vampire family in his body,
That ancient and powerful power was ruthlessly stripped away piece by piece, bit by bit.
Converging into an irresistible torrent.

This torrent finally converges at one point, gradually compressing and condensing.
It formed an enormous, blood-red heart that floated in the air, emitting a heart-pounding light.

This heart is so strange and beautiful. Its color is as deep as a pool of blood under the rising moon, and as bright as the most dazzling gem in the abyss.

The surface is covered with intricate and mysterious veins, each of which contains endless secrets and power.

They tremble slightly with the beating of the heart, like the most exquisite masterpiece in the entire universe.

Every beat of the heart is accompanied by an indescribable sound.

The sound was low and distant, like the howling of ghosts and wolves from the bottom of the abyss, or like the low singing of ancient gods, penetrating the eardrums and striking the depths of the soul.

This sound contained both a desperate wail and a desire for power, and it made people feel an inexplicable fear.

But I couldn't help being attracted by the strange beauty and couldn't extricate myself.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted by the existence of this heart. The light lost its direction here and time became extremely slow.

The air was filled with a mixture of blood and magic, which was suffocating and fascinating.

At this moment, Xiao Cangqing could only watch helplessly as the most precious blood power in his body was taken away.

Transformed into this extremely weird heart, there was unwillingness in his eyes, but more of it was fear and confusion about the unknown fate.

Chu He still stood there quietly, his eyes as cold as ice.

The black silhouette behind him gradually dissipated.

Only the blood-red heart that was still beating and emitting a strange light was left.

The terrifying and weird atmosphere that permeates the surroundings makes people shudder.

(End of this chapter)