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There are not many forces in the Chinese martial arts world that are good at thunder magic, especially those who can release such powerful thunder power, which are even rarer in China.

Only the strong men of Longhu Mountain could release thunder magic of such power so easily.

The appearance of the demigod powerhouse from Mount Longhu and the Chinese god of war Long Zhantian was enough to overwhelm the entire place.

"Long Zhantian and the people from Longhu Mountain?"

When Harold heard the discussions of the Chinese people not far away, his face suddenly turned ugly.

Whether it is Long Zhantian or the demigod powerhouse of Longhu Mountain, they are both top figures in the martial arts world.

No matter which one it is, Harold and others don't want to encounter it.

With their strength, they are still far from being able to compete with these top demigod powers.

The only magical weapon that could threaten them was used on Ye Chen.

"Harold, these two are very powerful. I'm afraid we're in some trouble today."

A blood prince came up behind Harold, moved his lips slightly, and spoke to Harold.

"We must find a way to contain them. As long as they enter the Holy Land of the Blood Clan, they will have no way to deal with us. If they dare to chase into the Holy Land, even the top masters of China will perish in it."

There was a gleam of light in Harold's eyes. Although their current situation looked bad, they were still able to have a chance.

As long as you enter this bloody vortex, you can return to the holy land of the vampires.

He didn't believe that Long Zhantian and others would break into the holy land of the blood clan just for Ye Chen.

This holy land is the supreme place for the vampires, but many second-generation vampire princes are sleeping in it.

Not to mention the demigod of China, even an existence like the Pope of the Holy See would not dare to enter this holy land of the blood clan alone.

"Long Zhantian, our blood clan has nothing to do with the Long family. You should think carefully before attacking our blood clan."

Harold took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "If you let us leave today, I can owe you a favor on behalf of the blood clan. The favor of the blood clan is enough to let you gain great benefits in the West."

"I really have nothing to do with the blood clan. As for the favors of the blood clan, I don't really care. Let him go, and I might consider letting you leave."

Long Zhantian pointed at the blood cocoon beside Harold with an indifferent expression.

Harold frowned deeply when he heard this. Since Long Zhantian and others appeared here, it was obvious that their target was Ye Chen.

But now Ye Chen is suppressed by the power of the cursed scarecrow, coupled with the unique sealing technique of the vampires, Ye Chen is now a fish on the chopping board, at his mercy.

At this time, Long Zhantian asked him to hand over Ye Chen, but Prince Harold was obviously unwilling.

"Ye Chen has the treasure of my blood clan. I need to take him back to the blood clan and hand him over to the elders for disposal. I know what you want. As long as Ye Chen hands over the treasure of our blood clan, I will exchange Ye Chen for you."

Prince Harold said seriously: "There is no need to doubt the credibility of the blood clan. Since I promised you, I will definitely do it."

"The credibility of the blood race? What credibility do you have?"

The black-robed man next to him sneered, his words full of sarcasm.

"How dare you humiliate my vampires?" Prince Harold and others' expressions changed slightly, their faces full of rage.

"You are just a bunch of rats hiding in the dark. The aura you exude is so shocking that it makes people feel disgusted. I really want to use thunder to cleanse all the filth of the world from you."

The man in black robe spoke in a cold voice. He had no good feelings towards these vampires at all.

As a disciple of Longhu Mountain, the man in black robe will never forget the feud between Longhu Mountain and the blood clan.

The blood clan once invaded the Eastern Continent and caused numerous killings on the land of China.

At that time, all the top sects in the Chinese martial arts world participated in this battle, and there was a deep hatred between Longhu Mountain and the Blood Clan.

Although the hidden sects at that time joined forces to drive all the powerful people from the West out of the East, the casualties were also not small.

The disciples of the hidden sects all remember these deep blood feuds very clearly.

This is also the reason why Western powers dare not enter China.

Now that these vampires dared to take action on Chinese territory, the murderous intent of the man in black robe could no longer be concealed.

"How dare you, a bunch of yellow-skinned monkeys, challenge the great vampire race."

A cold and bloody light flashed in Prince Harold's eyes, and he knew that he might not be able to escape unscathed today.

"Do it!"

Prince Harold finished speaking, then looked up and roared.

The moon in the sky suddenly became brighter, and then a large amount of moonlight power fell from the sky and merged into these vampires.

Along with roars, the bodies of Harold and others suddenly swelled up, the nails on their hands quickly grew longer, and black lines appeared on the skin surface of these vampires.

The terrifying aura slowly revived from the bodies of these vampires and suddenly erupted.

"Did you use the blood power of the vampires?"

When the man in black robe saw this, a look of sarcasm appeared on his face hidden under the mask.

The man in black robe was well aware of some of the abilities of the vampires.

The blood power in these blood princes has reached a certain level. At night, they can use some means to stimulate the power in their blood, which will greatly improve their strength in a short period of time.

The purer the bloodline of a vampire, the stronger their strength will be.

This is also the reason why vampires believe in blood.

"kill!"

Prince Harold and others looked at Long Zhantian and the man in black robe, and a bright blood light suddenly shot out from their blood-red eyes.

Faintly, a strange rune seemed to appear in the eyes of these vampires, and a strange power followed the blood light and shone directly into the eyes of Long Zhantian and the man in black.

"Illusion?"

Long Zhantian raised his eyebrows and felt a strange spiritual power surging into his mind. The surrounding scenery changed slightly at this moment.

"Humph!"

Long Zhantian snorted, and a strong murderous intent suddenly burst out.

As China's God of War, Long Zhantian has fought on the battlefield for decades, and the murderous intent he has cultivated has become extremely domineering.

The illusions cast by these blood princes could not affect him at all.

Not only Long Zhantian and others are aware of this, but Harold and others are also very clear about this.

"Blood sacrifice."

After performing another magic trick, Prince Harold and the others growled, suddenly bit their tongues, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

After these blood princes spat out this essence of blood, their breath suddenly became weak, as if they had fallen into a very weak state.

The dazzling blood light flashed in the dark forest at this time, and the sky seemed to be dyed blood red.