Chapter 679

Yang Qun's eyes gradually became indifferent.

Wu Yizhuang

Do you really understand the curse of blood clan??

What kind of resentment did Dracula have against this unfair world after her death??

This resentment comes not only from the world, not only from the gods, not only from their dead lovers.

More is the curse of his immortal body.

Not old and not dead, it seems to be a delicious cake, but it is a real evil curse.

In the long years, you watch the world changing day by day, the mountains and rivers changing, the stars changing, the friends leaving one by one, and your lover aging and dying.

You are painful, you are sad, you are desolate, you are sad... All emotions can not be forgotten, all pain can not be dispersed.

Year after year, year after year.

A hundred years, a thousand years, until eternity.

You live forever, curse forever, loneliness forever.

This is the real curse, this is the real pain. The long river of time can completely distort or drown a person's character and soul. Finally, you are not even yourself. You can no longer find your original self, you can no longer find the goal of living, and finally become a walking corpse and a lonely ghost with empty soul.

This is the curse of the blood clan.

How many twisted souls exist in the blood source??

In the blood source, there are many creatures lost by time.

The greatest hope of every blood family to live to the end is that they are eager to leave the world as peacefully as ordinary people, but even if all of them have the right, they never have it.

Finally, their empty souls can only be swallowed by the blood, and they don't even want to resist.

This is the story of blood.

This is the terrible origin of blood.

This is why Dracula can give his blood to others so easily. Maybe he has been tired of his power and just wants to die.

Here, you should understand.

Dracula's power of blood and tears, the curse of blood and tears, is not just hatred of the world!!

Also, the endless curse on the blood source!!!

Yang Qun closed his eyes and read softly, "go!"

The huge black crow's wings behind the Yang Group melted, and in a moment, the wings were broken into black feathers all over the sky.

Black feathers flutter and fly to the creeping Blood River in the sky. In the black feathers, Yang Qun can see hatred, curse and evil, but more... Helpless.

It is the deep helplessness of immortality to this indifferent world.

When the black feathers spread all over the world, the endless ghosts, hungry ghosts and demons in the sea of blood also climbed out of the depths of hell. They are eager, eager for revenge, eager to tear the enemy's body, eager to fight, eager to... Death!!

"Ah, what's this!! what's this!!!" Wu Yizhuang screamed. When the black feather floated into the dirty blood river full of evil eyes, it changed and regenerated.

"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu!!" the flowing river of blood surged, twisted and struggled, like a huge beast with a bad stomach.

At this time, the blood river is no longer Wu Yizhuang, but the source of blood, but the endless evil in the source of blood!!!

"Countless blood clan souls in the blood source, wake up, your empty souls wake up!!!"

"It's time to liberate!!"

"It's time to leave the blood source!!"

"I know your curse, your loneliness and your helplessness."

"Come on, destroy the blood!! destroy the demon God!!!"

Yang Qun's words floated in the whole space, and the creeping blood source suddenly stopped, as if a piece of flesh and blood had been frozen.

Then, the countless evil eyes that covered the whole river began to break and explode!!!

"Poof... Poof... Poof..."

"Poof... Poof... Poof..."

Empty souls and helpless souls full of curses rise from one eye after another. These evil eyes are countless souls trapped in the source of blood, countless blood clan souls!!

The sky echoed with magic spells.

"The bird of Hermes is my name. It eats my wings to control my heart."

"The bird of Hermes is my name. It eats my wings to control my heart."

"The bird of Hermes is my name. It eats my wings to control my heart."

Just like Yang Qun's mantra, souls broke their shells from their eyes, and mantra after mantra echoed in the whole heaven and earth. Tens of thousands of eyes burst on the blood River, and all blood clan souls rose from the source of blood, chanting this sacred blood clan mantra.

Then all the souls became crows.

Black crows representing death.

The whole heaven and earth are covered by crows. They hover in the sky, and all kinds of curses and death smell emanate from them.

This is the real soul of the blood clan.

"What did you do?"

"My strength, my strength, all gone, how could it be like this, how could it be like this!!"

"I have blood. I'm the king of blood clan. You can't, can't!!"

"Ah ah!!"

Wu Yizhuang's voice came out of the dirty blood river. He felt that the strength of the blood family and the soul of the blood family accumulated in the blood source for countless years were out of his control. Only he and himself could not escape from the blood source of the blood family.

The blood source sucked his soul and his life tightly, so that he could not leave from the blood source.

Gradually, he was the only one left in the blood, and Wu Yizhuang's own soul was the only one left in the blood.

"Break it, blood source!!!"

With a wave of Yang Qun's big hand, countless black crows began to rush towards Yang Qun's body.

"Hua la la la..."

Each crow becomes a feather, and each crow forms part of the wings of Yang Qun.

Soon, a pair of more huge black wings appeared behind Yang Qun.

That's the wing of the crow that represents death.

That is the wing of death that gathers the soul power of countless blood families.

The real power, the real magic pattern, the real death mark appeared.

Yang Qun's body began to appear gray traces. These gray magic patterns were clearer. They were like blood vessels all over Yang Qun's body, and the wing of death behind him was also emitting the ultimate strongest power.

This is the real power of blood clan, the power of Dracula.

Vaguely, Yang Qun seemed to hear Dracula's voice.

Vaguely, Yang Qun seemed to hear the voices of countless blood families, countless innocent souls and hungry ghosts.

Those voices say

"Thank you..."

"Thank you..."

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