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The appearance of this ball of blood was extremely strange.

Accompanied by the sound of qi and blood surging, these qi and blood turned into blood waves in the air, directly wrapping Ye Chen in it.

A strong bloody smell spread out from the blood and rushed towards Ye Chen.

"Is this the power of the vampires? The vampires are here too?"

Ye Chen stopped and looked at the blood energy gathering around him, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

He originally thought that Long Zhantian and the others could no longer control themselves, but he didn't expect that it was the vampires who could no longer control themselves.

The vampires are here too?

As these thoughts flashed through Ye Chen's mind, the surrounding blood waves suddenly covered Ye Chen.

The moonlight in the sky was obscured by the blood wave.

Ye Chen felt a pitch-black darkness all around him, and a strong corrosive force swept in from the blood waves.

"Vampires, you are so brave."

A murderous look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. He let out a low roar and suddenly punched towards the blood wave in front of him.

Boom!

The powerful fist hit the blood wave directly, creating a huge gap in it.

The next moment, Ye Chen took a step forward and walked out directly from the center of the blood wave.

"He's not in the right condition. The power of this punch is much weaker than before. Is it because he consumed too much energy?"

When these blood clan princes saw the power of Ye Chen’s punch, they showed surprise on their faces.

No wonder Ye Chen wanted to leave. It seemed that defeating five demigods was quite exhausting for him.

"kill!"

These blood princes looked at each other and knew that this opportunity was rare, so they used all their strength to activate the blood waves in the air, which directly turned into a huge claw and grabbed Ye Chen again.

"You are a bunch of rats hiding in the gutter. It would be fine if I didn't cause any trouble for you, but you actually dared to attack me in China. You are really courting death."

A hint of murderous intent emerged in Ye Chen's eyes, and a bright golden light burst out from his right fist, and then slammed into the bloody claws in the air.

The golden fist and the bloody claws collided with each other, bursting out with tremendous energy.

Two rays of light, one golden and one red, collided and met in the air, and then melted directly into the sky and earth.

At the same time, Harold had taken out a shabby-looking scarecrow, bit the tip of his tongue directly, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the scarecrow.

A blood-red light emerged from the depths of the scarecrow and then enveloped the scarecrow.

The originally dull eyes turned at this moment and appeared extremely smart.

"Use the blood of my vampire clan as a guide to release the power of the curse!"

Harold chanted a spell, urging the scarecrow in front of him to attack Ye Chen.

The scarecrow moved and appeared opposite Ye Chen, his eyes staring straight at Ye Chen.

"What is this thing? Is it a magic weapon of the vampires?" Ye Chen was stunned for a moment when he saw the scarecrow that suddenly appeared, with a weird look on his face.

Ye Chen could feel the breath of the vampire from this scarecrow.

It not only contains the power of the vampires, but also a strong power of curse.

Only the top-notch blood clan magic weapons can contain such a strong curse power.

In order to target him, this vampire actually used a magical weapon that could threaten the demigod realm?

At this moment, the scarecrow let out a laugh, and a beam of blood-red light shot out from the scarecrow's eyes. It turned into a blood-red rune in the air and shot towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen frowned and punched out subconsciously, only to see that the blood rune ignored his fist mark and stuck directly to his right fist, then merged into his right arm and flowed into his body along with his blood.

In an instant, Ye Chen felt dizzy, the world was spinning, and the light around him dimmed a lot, as if he was in darkness.

Not only that, Ye Chen felt that the sensitivity of his spiritual sense was also decreasing, as if it was contaminated by something dirty.

"Hahaha, Ye Chen, you have been hit by the curse of the scarecrow. You will definitely die today."

Prince Harold laughed out loud as he watched the power of the curse on the scarecrow being successfully inflicted on Ye Chen.

"You think the power of a curse can do anything to me?"

Ye Chen sneered, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Do you think I would use an ordinary cursed magic weapon against you? This scarecrow is a supreme magic weapon of my blood clan. It seems to have come from your China. It was obtained from an ancient relic of your China. However, it has been in my blood clan's possession for hundreds of years and has long been eroded by the blood clan's power. The curse power in it is even stronger."

Harold laughed loudly and said, "The curse power released by this cursed scarecrow is equivalent to the five decays of the gods in your Chinese legend. Even gods can fall, let alone you."

"The Five Decays of Heaven? A cursed magical weapon from China?"

Ye Chen frowned and looked at the other party's scarecrow. He inexplicably felt a chill rising from his heart.

At this moment, the power of the curse that had been integrated into his body had completely exploded and rushed towards his internal organs.

It was visible to the naked eye that Ye Chen's blood vessels had turned dark at this moment, and his face was pale, obviously eroded by the power of the curse.

Ye Chen circulated the true energy in his body to prevent the spread of the curse power in his body.

"Ye Chen, give up. This scarecrow is a secret treasure left by a powerful person from ancient China. It is a worthy death for you to die at the hands of a spiritual weapon of your Chinese people."

Harold laughed loudly, his face full of pride: "Now, I give you a choice. Hand over my blood clan's secret treasure obediently, and then sign a contract with me and join my blood clan. Maybe I can consider sparing your life. If you join my blood clan, you will have a long life. For you, it may be a great thing."

"You want me to join the vampire clan? You filthy creatures hiding in the sewers, how shameless of you to talk like that."

Ye Chen spoke slowly.

"Ye Chen, it seems that you don't know the power of this cursed scarecrow yet, so I will let you see the power of your Chinese magic weapon."

A murderous look appeared on Harold's face, and he suddenly extended his finger and stabbed the scarecrow.

A stream of blood flew out from Harold's fingers and hit the scarecrow's shoulder directly.

The next moment, Ye Chen groaned and actually felt a pain in his shoulder, as if he was pierced by some force.

"This is..." Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"All the harm inflicted on this scarecrow will be inflicted on you now, Ye Chen, surrender obediently, and I can still give you a chance to live. I don't want him to disappear like this with such sweet blood."

Harold licked the tip of his tongue, a greedy look on his face.