"He took the Soul Banner?"

"How can the treasure of my clan be so unbearable?"

"Oh my God!"

Everyone in the Vlad family was in mourning, and when they saw this, their eyes were glazed, their bodies trembled, and they were almost frightened.

They are unbelievable, they have used the strength of their entire family to make trouble in Africa for many years, and have collected countless souls, thinking that it will be an invincible treasure in the world, but now it seems that they are weak and pitiful!

No one can accept such a result, and they have worked hard all their lives, but in the end, they find that all their efforts are just a joke.

"How can this be ......" Didier Priest took a few steps back, a pale appeared on his dark cheeks, and he looked in the direction of the high priest's "corpse".

If the High Priest dies today, the Vlad family will only decline.

It seemed that seeing the scene of Zhang Heng taking away the soul flag, the high priest was angry and frightened, and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his blood was almost drained as if he didn't want money.

Sneer......

The wound in his chest that was broken by Zhang Heng suddenly squirmed, and the wound couldn't help expanding, and a black owl came out of it.

Fluttering!

The owl flapped its wings, its eyes glinted with a faint green light, its wings were stained with blood, it looked like it was not lightly injured, and it spat out.

"I won't let you go!"

In just one sentence, it is very monstrous.

And so it was. Zhang Heng looked at him and said unexpectedly: "The high priest of the Vlad family is actually a demon beast. ”

"I am an apostle of the gods!" the owl screamed sharply, pointing at the others with its wings, "what are you waiting for if you don't kill him?"

The Pope, the Wolf God, and Prince Dracula first looked at each other, and then looked deeply at the High Priest.

They weren't fools either, and they sensed some hidden dangers.

Just now, the three of them fell behind, and the high priest suddenly made a move, showing his soul flag, giving people a feeling of being invincible and invincible.

What is he for?

Killing Zhang Heng is naturally undoubted.

But is there no intention of demonstrating against them?

The three of them are all delicate, and after a little pondering, they will know the secret plan of the high priest...... The Vlad family has always kept a low profile, guarding the acre of land in Africa, trying not to conflict with them, but now, they think that they have enough savings and can show their edge.

After years of hibernation, today is the time for his rise.

Inviting everyone is the first step, in front of everyone, show the soul flag, and kill Zhang Heng, which also has the effect of killing chickens and monkeys, this is the second cloth, then the third step is to possibly leave them in Africa forever, or force them to sign some unequal agreements, etc......

Thinking about it like this, everyone is shocked.

Everyone sneered in their hearts, almost sure of this, because even if they were high priests, they would definitely do this.

It's just that he never thought that the treasures that the Vlad family had finally refined after so many years of mystery and secrecy would be so useless......

This is the act of smashing, the high priest is angry, urging everyone to do it.

"Kill Zhang Heng first, and then settle accounts with this guy!" The three of them exchanged glances briefly, and they all understood each other's meaning.

"Oh no, they're suspicious. The high priest chuckled in his heart, but the fire in his chest suddenly dissipated, and a cold meaning made his heart tremble.

He suddenly realized that after killing Zhang Heng, I was afraid that these three guys would not let him go easily.

Because of his deep scheming, the three of them have already felt threatened.

"Kill!"

Prince Dracula was the first to make a move, his blood-red wings spread and his hands spread as if to embrace the sky.

In the void, a blood-colored portal phantom suddenly appeared.

"O Dark Gate, please give me strength!"

He prayed sincerely, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of drops of blood hung in the air.

"This is a sacrifice for you, the blood of six hundred beautiful virgins!"

He recited incantations in his mouth, like old songs, with a mystical flavor.

Rumble!

In the dark door, a figure slowly walked out, his gaze was slightly fixed on Zhang Heng's body, and then he raised his finger and pointed it.

A blood light suddenly flew out and poured into Prince Dracula's body.

At the same time, the blood and portals in the sky were all gone.

"Stupid Oriental, let me show you the true power of the Bloodline!" Prince Dracula laughed, his body suddenly changing dramatically.

He was originally handsome and tall, but suddenly became shriveled, a handsome nobleman, suddenly became a short little old man, but the momentum on his body also became strange and unpredictable.

"The Ancient Bloodline has awakened!" the Pope saw this scene, and his eyes showed a look of jealousy.

"Legend has it that the current blood clan, compared to the ancient times, has greatly weakened its power, their bloodline is still sleeping, if they can awaken, their strength will be increased dozens of times......" The old woman took a deep breath.

"His bloodline awakens for a short time, it lasts for two hours at most, but it's enough!" the old man also sighed, these guys in the West can't be underestimated.

Now Prince Dracula made him feel a little afraid.

"Roar!"

On the other side, the wolf god raised his head to the sky and roared.

On his huge body, a blue light was suddenly released, visible to the naked eye, wisps of black qi emanated from his fluff.

His already huge body expanded again until it became a small mountain.

"The wolf god has also torn the seal......" The werewolves cheered, their eyes showing a look of frenzy.

The wolf god who tore the seal has restored the original demeanor of the werewolf, his body is not only more huge, but his strength has also been increased dozens of times, especially his fangs and claws, which are almost not inferior to the best magic weapons.

Now he is comparable to a big demon in the Jindan period!

"Get out of the way!"

"The wolf god who tore the seal, the six relatives don't recognize it, and it will take a while to regain his senses!"

"Now he only has animal nature!"

The werewolves reminded them.

But it was too late, and some of the people who got close were unlucky, especially the bishops of the Holy See, who were slapped to death for most of them.

The corners of the Pope's mouth twitched, and he watched the wolf god open his mouth and swallow the bodies of the bishops, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, he didn't want to anger the wolf god.

Fortunately, this guy subconsciously remembered that Zhang Heng was his enemy.

"Roar!"

The wolf god jumped up, and the moment he moved, the mountain shook as if the world was apocalyptic.

He also collided with Zhang Heng, which was a top-level collision of strength and power.

Rumble!

This time, Zhang Heng did not gain the upper hand, but was smashed by the wolf god and flew out.

"It's really different!" Zhang Heng stopped his decline in the air, and his eyes showed a dignified look.

No wonder these forces in the West once fought with the Chinese cultivators, and they were still able to preserve their vitality, it turned out that they were not as weak as Zhang Heng imagined.

Whew!

The wolf god roared again, and his sharp claws slapped directly towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng raised the spear of killing and fought with him, his claws touching the spear, stirring up a spark.

Rumble!

The tail of the wolf god was like a steel whip, and suddenly smashed towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng smashed it with a punch, and was whipped out by the steel whip again, and the wolf god was unforgiving, opening his bloody mouth and trying to devour Zhang Heng.

"Hug the mountain seal!"

Zhang Heng's battle intent burned, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and directly crashed into the wolf god's mouth.

Bang bang bang!

The wolf god's fangs were knocked out of his gap, and they were almost broken.

Zhang Heng took the opportunity to move, and threw hundreds of punches in a second, and the wolf god who hit him retreated one after another, leaving many potholes on the ground.

"Bloodthirsty!"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng turned around, but found that countless bats flew densely.

These bats, with their blood-red bodies and evil lights shining in their eyes, are obviously not good.

He punched out and tried to kill the bat, however, after the bat was broken, it did not disappear, but turned into black blood beads, flew at great speed, touched Zhang Heng's body, and directly integrated into his body!

After the blood beads entered the body, they turned into bats strangely, acting recklessly in Zhang Heng's body, tearing at his flesh and blood.

"Not good!"

Zhang Heng's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that the methods of the blood clan were so weird!