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"Among the thirteen sacred weapons of the Vampire Clan, the Corpse Hand is the most special!"

Meng Ke told Dracula that the Corpse Hand was not just an artifact like other holy artifacts. It was Cain's left hand and something related to the bloodline of the Vampire Clan.

"You are right. After the Corpse Hand merged with my body, it disappeared as my body collapsed. It can be said that there is no Corpse Hand in the world anymore. But the bloodline memory of the blood clan contained in the Corpse Hand has been passed down. It completely became my thing.”

Afraid that Dracula still didn't understand, Meng Ke concluded: "You can understand it this way, Cain is me, I am Cain!"

Bang!

An illusory figure appeared behind Meng Ke at the same time as his voice fell.

The entire figure was shrouded in darkness, with only a pair of bloody eyes exposed.

Those eyes are so strange, like two whirlpools. When Dracula looked at them, he felt like his soul was being sucked away.

The huge superior aura came from the black shadow and blessed Meng Ke's body.

Meng Ke still just sat there, motionless. But in Dracula's eyes, Meng Ke's body grew infinitely larger, gradually becoming like a mountain pressing on his head, making Dracula unable to breathe at all.

Swish!

Dracula slipped off the sofa and subconsciously knelt down in front of Meng Ke, his head lowered and his whole body trembling.

Seeing Dracula's appearance, Meng Ke's face showed a smile.

It seemed that he had frightened Dracula.

Meng Ke did inherit the bloodline power of the vampire clan from the corpse hand. However, by practicing Buddhist techniques, all the power of the bloodline of the vampire clan has been purified and turned into pure essence for Meng Ke to use.

The corpse hand that Meng Ke showed just now was just a simulation of the technique.

As for the black shadow that appeared behind him, it was just a slight change in his description of the golden body.

One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon. There is no obvious difference between demons and Buddhas. How to use your own power depends entirely on your own understanding and cultivation.

"Dracula, give me your soul blood!"

Meng Ke spoke in a deep voice, but what Dracula heard was the sound of a yellow bell coming from the shadow behind him.

Dracula did not hesitate. He poked his eyebrow with the index finger of his right hand, and a drop of coral-like blood immediately gushed out from between his skin and flesh.

Meng Ke made a move with his hand, and the blood droplets flew up directly and shot into the center of his eyebrows.

hum~

At this moment, Meng Ke only felt that there was a constant roar in his consciousness, and there were inexplicably many fragmented images.

Those are all the experiences of Dracula.

"Get up!"

Dracula's soul blood was controlled by Meng Ke, and his life and death fell into Meng Ke's hands. In just one thought, Meng Ke could wipe out Dracula.

Now Dracula has no way to show any disloyalty towards Meng Ke.

"From today on, you are the left guardian of my Tianzong!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

After Barbara Morse, the leader, and Lilith, an ordinary member, the Tianzong finally welcomed a fourth member, and he was also the protector under the master. This is really a century-old development for the Tianzong. Something as big as that.

But Meng Ke was in no mood to celebrate, because there were other things waiting for him to do.

"Guardian Zuo, in order to maintain world peace and for the sake of all people in the world, which clan of the blood clan do you think our Tianzong should start with?"

If Meng Ke wanted to, he could use his soul blood to spy on Dracula's inner thoughts, but he didn't want to do that.

After all, when you are a leader and leading a team, trust is still very important.

"The Vandros!"

The Vanzo clan is the clan that controls the Corpse Hand, and is also the clan known as the "Fallen Graceful Ones".

Most of the people in this group are social celebrities, business tycoons, and some are even high-level government officials.

"Sect Master, the people of this clan are solitary, arrogant and arrogant. They are the weakest among the thirteen clans. Otherwise, I would not have taken advantage of the sacred weapons they hold."

Dracula also told Meng Ke that now that Meng Ke has taken control of the corpse hand, it seems that Cain has been resurrected.

With such an identity, he didn't even need to take action when facing the rigid Vanzhuo Meng Ke. He only needed to give an order and most of them would crawl at his feet.

"Okay!" Meng Ke agreed and said to Dracula: "In this case, let's get rid of the Vandro tribe for the sake of the world."

……

……

8pm, Vancouver City Hall.

Meng Ke and Dracula came to the backyard under the cover of night.

Almost as soon as the two landed, eight men and women in black cloaks rushed out from all directions and surrounded them in the center.

"Is it you, Dracula?!"

A woman among the eight people spoke sharply, her voice full of anger while being surprised.

Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!

The remaining seven people were speechless, but Meng Ke clearly heard the sound of bones twisting from their bodies.

These guys are ready to take action.

Dracula took away the corpse hand of the Vandro clan, and he is the life and death enemy of the Vandro clan.

At this time, he actually dared to appear in the territory of the Vanzhuo tribe. How could the Vanzhuo tribe talk nonsense with him.

but!

There is also Meng Ke beside Dracula!

hum~

Powerful momentum surged out of Meng Ke, causing the ground beneath his feet to crack open.

The spiderweb-like gap spread around Meng Ke's body, approaching the feet of the eight Vanzhuo clan members.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

The eight Vanzhuo people fell directly to the ground, not because they didn't want to get out of the way, but because their feet were bound by some kind of force and they couldn't get out of the way.

At the same time, the dark shadow Dracula had seen before appeared again behind Meng Ke.

The black shadow's blood-colored gaze and intimidating momentum directly caused the eight members of the Vanzhuo tribe to collapse mentally, and they no longer had the idea of ​​fighting with Meng Ke.

"Compared with you, they are far behind!"

Meng Ke turned his head and glanced at Dracula, who stood with his hands down, not daring to raise his head at all.

After Meng Ke took back the phantom and dissipated the powerful momentum, Dracula then spoke, "But among the Vanzhu tribe, the eight of them are the elites of this generation."

"Elite?" Meng Ke raised his eyebrows. He thought that all the elites of the thirteen clans of the Vampire Clan had been killed or injured in the war with SHIELD, but he didn't expect that there were only a few of the Vandro Clan left.

Dracula seemed to see what Meng Ke was thinking, and said to him: "Master, the heads of the thirteen clans are not stupid. They will not let all the elites die. The ones who are left now are the elites among the elites. .”

"Which clan leader has arrived?"

As soon as Dracula finished speaking, a long roar came from the municipal building.

Then Meng Ke felt a flash of white light, and a man wearing a white suit and black leather shoes, who looked to be around twenty-seven or eighty-eight years old, had already stood in front of him.

The man actually had an oriental face, with thin eyebrows and big eyes, a small cherry mouth, and a pointed nose.

This damn girl is a girl, right? !