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The howls of ghosts could be heard amidst the fierce attacks of the four Blood Tribe experts. When the weaker cultivators heard the harsh and gloomy voices, they immediately felt their minds go into a trance of fear.

Facing the Strigoi, most of their combat strength had been lost. As a result, many cultivators died under their beaks without any resistance!

"Humph!" The mysterious man felt the four murderous attacks behind him and snorted coldly. However, he didn't dare to be careless. He temporarily threw Yongye to the side, turned around and faced the four Strigoi head on with his long spear that was already filled with the power of thunder!

That clearly exceeded the mysterious man's expectations. But, what was fortunate was that because they were sealed for a long time, the group of Blood Clans' strength regressed quite a bit. It was not even one thousandth of their peak. Otherwise, any Strigoi here would not be any weaker than the mysterious man.

"Cough, cough, cough!" At this moment, Yong Ye's face had turned red. He coughed twice, and then his gaze quickly shifted to the Strigoi.

It was the most feared thing by evil vampires like the Blood Tribe. Therefore, he wanted to rely on the Nature Energy, Yang Yan, and Gu Ling Ying to carve a path for himself before leaving this place as soon as possible.

He deeply felt that in front of that mysterious man, he was as weak as a baby, unable to withstand a single blow!

"The cave is still collapsing. Leave quickly!" The old master and the other cultivators in the realm weren't affected by the ghostly wails. As they looked at the rapidly collapsing cave, they roared loudly.

If they didn't leave now, they might very well be buried alive here along with this group of Strigoi!

"Flying Fire Meteor!" Yong Ye revolved his spirit energy in a split-second. The fusion of the vast Yang energy and flames was like a falling meteor as they shot towards Gu Ling Ying and Jian Feng's back!

"Aooo!"

The pain that seemed to last for thousands of years struck them once more, causing fear to appear in the eyes of the Blood Tribe members, but the speed at which the flames spread was incredibly fast. In just a blink of an eye, the Blood Tribe members that were engulfed by Eternal Night's flames turned into a puddle of smelly black blood!

At this moment, the righteous energy emitted by the Haoqi Yang Yan completely dispersed the dark and evil aura in the surroundings! All of a sudden, the cultivators returned to their normal state and brazenly started fighting the Blood Clones.

"Thank you!" Gu Ling Ying's lips turned slightly white as he said that. When he heard the ear-piercing sound just now, many of them lost their minds, although she and Jian Feng had not completely lost themselves because of their superior willpower. However, his mobility was also restricted. He had no way of fighting back against the Strigoi's attacks.

"Sword Flying Stinger!" Suddenly, from the side of the Qian Yu sect came a voice that was not particularly alarmed!

As the voice faded, a golden sword streaked across the sky. It was as if the air itself was split open and a vacuum was formed wherever the sword passed.

The golden sword impressively appeared above the patriarch's head because a huge boulder had been dropped there. However, because Qing He had acted in time, the flying sword had deflected the falling boulder, allowing the patriarch to avoid being injured.

The Old Master did not say anything and only gave a kind smile towards Qing He as he nodded!

"Qing He!" Do you know what you're doing? Why did you help that rotten old man from the Gu family?! " Seeing what Qing He had done, the astute man could not help but shout out in fury.

"Now, we all have a common enemy! If you helped others, then when you were in danger, they would naturally come to help you! Sect Master, don't you understand this logic? " Qing He's tone was extremely calm. With the long sword in his hand, he slashed through the golden light and sent one of the blood clansmen's arms flying!

"Ha!" Gu Jia Village is a bunch of cruel and unscrupulous people. You saved them, and you still want to come back to help you? It's good enough if I don't bite you! " The shrewd man cursed angrily.

"Don't use your own thoughts to look at others!" Jian Feng's figure was like a phantom image, appearing at the side of the smart man. He indifferently used the thin sword he carried with him to pierce through a Strigoi that was biting towards the smart man's arm, and then casually threw away the corpse.

"It's just a dog from the Gu family. Do you think you have the right to say anything to me?" Get out of my way! " The shrewd man became even angrier. He did not want to thank Jian Feng for helping him kill the Strigoi that had ambushed him.

On the other hand, he was still venting all his anger at Jian Feng. With one leg on Jian Feng's chest, he sent him flying with a huge force.

"Crack!"

Following the crisp sound of bones being broken, Jian Feng also heavily crashed on the ground.

As for Jian Feng's current position, he was surrounded by the Strigoi. When they saw that a human had suddenly flew in front of them, they immediately rushed towards him, wanting to bite him into pieces!

"Sword Maple!" Gu Ling Ying roared. The scene before him had almost made him lose his mind. He no longer hid his strength and his Spiritual Energy fluctuations that had reached the seventh level of the Natal Opening Realm spread out.

He controlled the earth spirit energy and turned the ground around Jian Feng into a muddy swamp! The group of Strigoi walked on it, and their speed slowed down by quite a bit.

"Eight Desolations Fire Dragon Power!" "Desolate Flame Half Dragon Roar!"

As the flames danced wildly, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose. Even the rocks on the mountain peak were quickly melted into a puddle of liquid. However, this kind of high temperature did not seem to affect cultivators. On the other hand, the Blood Clones were wailing in grief. It was impossible for them to resist it even if they wanted to.

The flames surged forward, instantly engulfing all of the Blood Clans around Jian Feng. Without exception, all of them had lost their lives under the flames.

Gu Lingying cast a cold glance at the master of the Qianyu faction. Without saying anything, he quickly ran to Jian Feng's side, and supported him to hide in a relatively safe place.

On the other side, although he was able to rely on his own strength to fight against the four mysterious men from the Blood Race, he wasn't at a disadvantage at all. However, as time passed, as well as the exceptionally cunning and cunning of these Blood Clansmen, two Blood Clansmen would run over to kill a few cultivators to suck their blood dry. Then, their spirit energy would be quickly replenished, and they would fight against each other again.

Until now, he didn't have much spirit energy left. He would soon be completely at a disadvantage and might even be killed by this group of blood clan members!

Thinking of this, the mysterious man had no choice but to grit his teeth in hatred. He decided to temporarily give up on the idea of seizing the Eternal Night Sun Flame.

"Bam!"

The rumbling thunder was like a python as it lashed at the four Blood Family elders.

After using this as a pretense, the mysterious man immediately disappeared from the ruins, as if he was slapping oil on the ground.