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The essence and blood released by the blood princes gathered together in the air.

Amidst the blood light, there seemed to be a faint golden light emerging.

In order to resist Long Zhantian and the strong men from Longhu Mountain, the blood essence released by these vampires is the power of their own bloodlines.

After cultivating to the realm of vampire princes, their bloodline power, after sublimation, has gradually contained the original blood from Cain.

Although their bloodline has not yet reached the level of a second-generation vampire prince, they almost possess the blood power of a third-generation vampire.

Even for a blood prince, the original blood in his body is extremely rare. Once these original bloods are used, it would be difficult to produce them again without decades of cultivation.

Moreover, once too much original blood is used, it will even affect the purity of the bloodline, causing one's own strength to drop from the level of a prince to that of a duke.

Therefore, unless they have no other choice, they basically will not use such a bottom-box method.

The threat posed by Long Zhantian and Longhu Mountain to them was simply too great.

Once they were restrained by these two people, coupled with the numerous Chinese masters around them, they might really die here.

A rich blood light shone on the sky. The ball of blood in the air absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy around it and suddenly expanded, turning into a huge blood-colored bat, which looked at Long Zhantian and the others.

An extremely strong evil force burst out from the body of this blood-colored bat without reservation.

"He has used the original blood. It seems that he is going to fight to the death."

The black-robed man's eyes condensed, he snorted coldly, and slowly raised his right hand. A flash of purple lightning slowly emerged in his palm. Crackling sounds of thunder rang out, and in the black thunderclouds in the sky, rays of thunder power suddenly emerged.

"Destroy!"

The man in black robe let out a low roar, clasped his hands together, and then pointed at the blood-red bat in the air.

A brilliant bolt of lightning shot out from his fingertips, turning into a purple beam of light that suddenly shot towards the blood-red bat.

The purple beam of light was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the blood-colored bat directly.

A sting!

The body of the blood-colored bat was directly torn apart by the purple thunder.

But the next moment, the blood-colored bat let out a silent hissing sound, and a thick blood light shot up into the sky, actually blocking the purple thunder directly within its body. The powerful blood evil force began to circulate, actually blocking the purple thunder within it.

At the same time, after Prince Harold and others activated the blood of origin, they retreated rapidly and appeared around the blood vortex again, raising their feet to step into the blood vortex.

An extremely strong suction force emerged from the blood-colored vortex, sucking many blood princes towards the depths of the vortex.

At the same time, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Long Zhantian, who was standing in the distance.

"Ye Chen, do you really want to visit the Holy Land of the Blood Clan?"

Long Zhantian's sudden words stunned Harold and others for a moment, and then their faces suddenly changed.

Although he didn't know what Long Zhantian's intention was, after hearing this, Harold suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Once the power of the cursed scarecrow is integrated into the body of a warrior, it is impossible to resist. Moreover, after such a long time, the power of the cursed scarecrow has been completely integrated into Ye Chen's body. Coupled with the sealing power of the blood clan, how can he escape?"

This thought flashed through Harold's mind, and he subconsciously looked at the blood cocoon where Ye Chen was, and then was about to throw him into the blood vortex.

As long as he enters the holy land of the blood clan, even if Ye Chen’s strength is too evil, he will never be able to come out alive.

"Be careful."

At this moment, a scream came from the side.

Harold suddenly felt his scalp tingling, and all the pores on his body opened up. An unprecedented sense of crisis emerged in his mind.

But before he could react, a golden palm pierced through the blood cocoon, then pierced his chest at a strange angle and directly grabbed his heart.

"That's possible."

Prince Harold's eyes were full of disbelief. He lowered his head slightly and saw a golden hand extending from the blood cocoon.

As the owner of the magical weapon, Harold knew very well how powerful the Cursed Scarecrow was.

Even a powerful demigod cannot resist the power of the curse of the cursed scarecrow.

Especially since the curse power of the cursed scarecrow is still continuously absorbing into Ye Chen's body, how could he possibly hold on until now and still be able to attack him.

"Do you really think that a magic weapon can threaten me? If I were so easy to kill, how could I still be alive today? You are a bunch of idiots."

Ye Chen's faint voice came out from the blood cocoon, and then he exerted a little force with his hands and directly crushed Harold's heart.

Harold's face turned pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards with a look of despair.

The weak point of the vampires is their heart.

Once the heart explodes, the life of the vampire will end completely.

"No!"

The blood princes around did not expect such a thing to happen. In a moment of distraction, golden light suddenly burst out from the blood cocoon, directly shattering the blood cocoon.

Then Ye Chen appeared beside Harold, and he reached out and took the cursed scarecrow and the bat statue controlling the bloody vortex in his hands.

"kill him!"

The blood princes around him came to their senses, with ferocious looks on their faces, and rushed towards Ye Chen madly.

Ye Chen is now standing in front of the bloody vortex. If they don’t get rid of Ye Chen, they will never be able to enter the holy land.

"kill!"

Ye Chen's eyes focused, and the power of his true dragon body was pushed to the extreme, like a bright sun shining with thousands of feet of light, and he punched the vampire in front of him.

The golden fist carried tremendous power and collided directly with these vampires.

Muffled groans were heard, and these vampires felt an extremely strong force coming at them. They were all knocked back by Ye Chen's punch.

"Damn it, this guy has been pretending all along. He is not affected by the power of the curse."

These blood princes were shocked and angry; they had never expected such a situation to occur.

"Quick, contact Lord Palmer. We must capture Ye Chen and bring him back to the Holy Land of the Blood Clan."

One of the blood princes growled, suddenly bit his tongue, chanted a spell, and called out to the strong men in the blood clan's holy land through the blood vortex.

The other blood clan princes also knew that time was running out, and they hurriedly mobilized the remaining original power in their bodies to summon the powerful beings in the blood clan's holy land.

Rumble!

Roaring sounds came from the bloody vortex.

Suddenly, a pitch-black hand stretched out from the center of the bloody vortex and grabbed towards Ye Chen.