Faced with such a resentful curse from Vlad III, Su Xiaoye sneered.

“I don’t even take the curse of the Lord to heart, so why fear your curse?”

“Grand Duke of the Blood Clan? War Ancient Tree? In front of my Oriental Divine Dragon, it’s just a chicken and tile dog! ”

Su Xiaoye sucked the blood power in Vlad III’s body, grabbed Vlad III’s neck with one hand, and lifted it up.

Now the darkness formed by the curse of God’s blood was broken by the golden dragon shadow, and the sunlight shone down one after another.

The sunlight shone on Vlad III’s body like hot oil, making a rattling sound and rising thick black smoke.

“No…!”

Vlad III let out a miserable cry.

The miserable white skin is like a flame burning the paper, leaving scorched marks, constantly scorching black and flying ash.

“War Ancient Tree, save me…”

The young Vlad III, after losing the power of the blood clan, also lost control of the first beast.

What’s more, under the coercion of the golden dragon shadow, the War Ancient Tree had already trembled and did not dare to move.

“No… No! Young man, Grand Duke Ben… I…… I would like to be your blood slave! ”

“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! ”

“I know all kinds of secrets of the Middle Ages, I will take you to find the treasure of the dragon, I can make you subdue the strongest beast, I…”

Vlad III grew older, from youth to middle age, from middle age to old age.

The blonde hair turned gray, the white dry hair fell off, the flat skin was wrinkled like an old orange, and dead spots appeared on the body.

And under the sunlight, constantly scorching the flying ash.

Faced with the temptation of Vlad III, Su Xiaoye’s face remained motionless and expressionless.

“You’re still dead to put me at ease.”

As the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, he has too many means, and it seems very good to be accepted as a blood slave, but in fact, he is completely putting a time bomb by his side.

What treasures, the strongest beasts, medieval secrets, etc., although it sounds good, but it is more important for Su Xiaoye to choose his own life.

Vlad III stared at Su Xiaoye with a resentful expression.

He didn’t expect that a teenager with such a good heart was unmoved and not fooled at all.

Vlad III did have his own little calculations, but Su Xiaoye was completely rock-hearted, and he had nothing to do.

“In that case, let’s be buried together! Field of Blood!! ”

Vlad III roared, and a black-red light spread out and enveloped the four fields.

All kinds of eerie and terrifying scenes are coming!

Old dark castle!

A moat made of blood!

Thousands of miles around the spiked stakes, full of rotting and stinking corpses!

Three-eyed crows, standing on stakes, constantly pecking at the rotten corpses, making ominous calls from time to time.

Field!

The higher-level power was completely beyond Su Xiaoye’s understanding.

In Su Xiaoye’s opinion, all this is simply like a small world.

“Hehe, a little trick, dare to get an axe in front of this deity?”

At this time, the majestic dragon chant resounded throughout the blood realm of Vlad III.

Above the blood-colored realm, golden rays of light fell like heavy rain, piercing the entire realm.

The blood-colored realm is like spring and white snow, constantly melting!

“Don’t… Ahhhhh

Vlad III screamed bitterly, turning into bits and pieces of black powder, completely annihilated under the golden light.

Su Xiaoye squeezed his palm, and the last piece of char left in his palm of Vlad III’s corpse was completely turned into ashes.

In this way, the invincible Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, Vlad III, died at the hands of Su Xiaoye.

“Really dead…”

Su Xiaoye whispered.

What happened in front of me was too magical.

Castles of Thorns, vampires, beasts, God’s curse, Vlad III, and more….

It completely broke the calm of Su Xiaoye’s mortals.

“I’m now… Turned into a vampire…? ”

Su Xiaoye looked at his white palm.

His clothes were already tattered and hung on his body like strips of rags.

The originally scarred body, even the chest and back that had been pierced by the thorns of the ancient war tree before, such a large wound, disappeared and completely healed.

Not even the slightest scar remained.

The immortal body of the Blood Clan!

Or super self-healing ability!

“Aang…”

The golden five-clawed dragon shadow roared towards the sky, and then faded like a tide, and quickly shrunk back with a slip of smoke, turning into a dragon-shaped jade pendant again.

Su Xiaoye held the dragon-shaped jade pendant, and only felt a wonderful feeling of flesh and blood connected.

“This dragon-shaped jade pendant lives with a five-clawed golden dragon, and has become my first beast?”

Su Xiaoye couldn’t help but think secretly.

The vicissitudes and thick voice of the five-clawed golden dragon sounded in Su Xiaoye’s mind.

“Boy, just now the Buddha-figure appeared, has exhausted all the stored power, and is about to fall into a deep sleep.”

“The next time you want to revive the Buddha-figure, you need your own strength…”

After speaking, before Su Xiaoye could ask more, the voice of the five-clawed golden dragon stopped abruptly.

It is estimated that he fell into a deep sleep.

Su Xiaoye touched his nose, and then looked at the ancient tree of war that fell silent.

The disappearance of the golden dragon shadow seemed to make the ancient tree of war feel relieved.

Su Xiaoye’s heart moved, and after devouring Vlad III’s blood power, some bits and pieces appeared in his mind.

This information, as if instinctively, is burned in blood factors and is difficult to explain.

Su Xiaoye said coldly, “Either surrender and become my second beast, or die!” ”

With the aftermath of the golden dragon shadow, Su Xiaoye also foxed the fake tiger power.

Otherwise, with his current strength, he is really not the opponent of the War Ancient Tree.

Fortunately, the spiritual intelligence of the War Ancient Tree was not high, and the appearance of the golden dragon shadow made it instinctively in awe of Su Xiaoye to the extreme.

Su Xiaoye asked if it surrendered, and the War Ancient Tree immediately chose to surrender!

“Blood contract!”

Almost instinctively, Su Xiaoye bit his finger according to the information inscribed in the blood, and with the blood of the blood clan, he drew a strange symbol on the trunk of the ancient tree of war.

Exactly the connective blood contract!

The secret power of the contract of the blood tribe was exerted, and Su Xiaoye and the War Ancient Tree formed a master-servant relationship, making the War Ancient Tree his second dependent beast.

Brush!

The thorn strips of the War Ancient Tree trembled violently, and suddenly swept towards Su Xiaoye madly.

Including the thorn strips in all directions of the thorn castle, it was also like crazy, and a brain flooded Su Xiaoye and left!

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