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After listening to the elder's words, the master of the Blood Curse Sect showed a tangled look on his face.

Although vampires are strong, they are difficult to control. Once released, they will be extremely difficult to retrieve. The master of the Blood Curse Sect does not want to do this unless it is absolutely necessary.

But now, the ancestor is not here, and no one in the huge Blood Curse Sect is an opponent. Except for some low-strength disciples below, only he and an elder are struggling to support them at the moment.

This situation is already a matter of life and death. If we think too much, maybe as the elder said, today will be the day when his Blood Curse Sect will be wiped out.

With his mind spinning, the master of the Blood Curse Sect gritted his teeth and fought hard.

Get rid of the enemies first, and think about the vampires later.

"You deceived my Blood Curse Sect, and I want you to be buried with me today."

Having made up his mind, the leader of the Blood Curse Sect roared angrily, and a talisman suddenly appeared in his hand.

When he heard the elder shouting before, Ning Xiaolei was already concerned and extremely vigilant.

At this moment, when he saw the master of the Blood Curse Sect taking it out, he hurriedly cast his gaze over.

But he saw that it was a blood-red talisman seal, exuding an extremely rich and lingering aura of blood.

On the talisman seal, there are dense runes engraved on it, which vaguely seem to form two diagonally crossed chains.

Under the chain, there seemed to be an ugly monster painted on it, and a shrill roar could be heard faintly.

Throwing the talisman in front of him, the master of the Blood Curse Sect muttered words, and the complicated spells were incorporated into it.

As he cast the spell, the runes that turned into bloody chains on the talisman gradually faded away, and the blood energy suddenly rose up with the talisman as the center.

At a certain moment, a thunderous roar came from the blood-colored mountain peak where the Blood Curse Gate was located below.

The billowing blood rushed down and submerged into the mountain peak.

"A very powerful aura, at least the eighth level."

Ning Xiaolei's face turned ugly. He didn't expect that the Blood Curse Sect could hide something like this.

With a cold flash in his eyes, Ning Xiaolei didn't care to cherish the spirit-sealing talisman and crushed one again.

As the world changes, a square, irregular, and stone-like bezoar appears in the sky.

The bezoar rotates like the poisonous beads before, but this time it is sprinkled with golden bezoar flames.

The elder who was struggling to hold on couldn't resist in an instant, and was sucked in by the giant pig while screaming.

"Meishan Jin Dasheng's magic weapon, the Spirit Sealing Talisman, is about as powerful as the previous two."

Ning Xiaolei's eyes flashed slightly, but he kept staring at the peak of the Blood Curse Gate below.

At this moment, the master of the Blood Curse Sect had reached the end of his spellcasting. When he cast the last spell, something strange happened.

Amidst the shocking roar, a huge figure suddenly broke through the mountain peak and appeared between heaven and earth.

But the talisman and seal script have become extremely ordinary, like an ordinary piece of paper.

Ning Xiaolei looked around and saw that the vampire's body was red, as if it was made of countless blood solidified.

Surrounding it was an extremely rich blood energy, making it look a little unclear.

"Jie Jie!"

The vampire ghost laughed, suddenly reached out to fish it out, and grabbed a few Blood Curse Sect disciples who were dodging in all directions because of the broken mountain.

No nonsense, the vampire directly crushed them and absorbed their flesh and blood.

"Vampire, help me with the Blood Curse Sect to kill the enemy!"

The leader of the Blood Curse Sect pretended not to see it and said loudly.

At this moment, under the dual attack of bezoar fire and poison gas, his mana was flowing away extremely fast. If he continued like this, sooner or later he would be unable to withstand the giant pig's swallowing.

However, the words of the leader of the Blood Curse Sect didn't seem to work. The vampire ignored him and turned to the disciples of the Blood Curse Sect, crushing many of them again.

"No, no, Master, help me!"

Many disciples of the Blood Curse Sect were in panic, running around trying to escape.