"Okay, be careful." Prince Odin nodded and retreated to the side.

Ouyang Xuan frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed: "Why, does Your Highness the Prince want to fight me too?"

"This is what the situation is forced to do." Prince Tumon smiled bitterly.

"So, does Your Highness the Prince think he can beat me?" Ouyang Xuan said lightly.

"With the help of the 'corpse hand', you may fight." Prince Tumon thought for a while, his face calmed down.

"Since His Highness the Prince insists on doing this, I have to accompany you." Ouyang Xuan shook his head helplessly.

"So, come on." Prince Tumon suddenly became solemn and sang loudly: "Prison the sin of the world, come out, Cain's left hand!"

"Boom--" Blood light appeared in the sky, dark clouds rolled. Suddenly, a giant blood-colored hand fell from the sky, emitting dazzling blood light throughout.

"Okay." Ouyang Xuan didn't dare to be too arrogant. With a thought, the red light was like fire, burning burning. The fire god armor came across time and space, armed all over Ouyang Xuan.

"Go, Cain's anger!" Prince Tumen chanted for a long time, pinched his right hand into a flower, and pointed to the "corpse hand" in the air.

"Boom--" Cain's left hand burst out with blood, and then it became bigger and bigger, smashing it hard at Ouyang Xuan like a giant spirit palm.

For a moment, there were thunderstorms in the barrier and the roar of wind. The terrifying power of the "Corpse Hand" was eye-catching.

Ouyang Xuan let out a long roar, lowered his waist, and raised his back: "Swoosh--" The Fire God Spear is like a dragon flying in the sky, invading like a fire, and rushed straight towards the "corpse hand" with a huge violent tail flame.

"Boom--" With a bent finger, the Fire God Spear and the "Corpse Hand" were facing each other. In the extremely short silence, suddenly, the thunder shot into the four directions, and the huge barrier trembled violently as if it was overturned.

Ouyang Xuan felt that the shock waves were rushing in the wind and his steps were slightly unstable, so he blocked the Red Dragon Round Shield and took a little step back.

"Crack--" It seemed like the silver bottle was broken. In a cold and crisp sound, the red dragon shield shot out a large piece of red light, blocking all the shock waves that were coming.

However, vaguely, Ouyang Xuan heard a wailing among the blood clans around him.

It is estimated that some weaker blood clans have suffered heavy injuries.

At this time, there was another loud noise in the sky, but the "Corpse Hand" and the Fire Sword Spear were not in the right position to win and finally separated vigorously.

Ouyang Xuan took back the fire spear with his right hand and squirted, which offset the powerful recoil force.

Prince Tumen stood under the huge light and shadow of the corpse hand, his face was a little pale, but his expression was still solemn.

The number one person in the blood clan, his strength should not be underestimated.

"It's a gratifying congratulations. His Highness's strength seems to have improved a lot compared to the old year." Ouyang Xuan smiled slightly.

"Thank you, thanks to the effect of the 'Corpse Hand'." Prince Tumon was also very polite.

It seems that if the two fight, the friendship will still be due to friendship.

"Do you want to fight again?" Ouyang Xuan suddenly asked.

"Of course, I didn't lose." Prince Tumon was very stubborn, and his bloody eyes flashed.

"Okay, please feel free, this is the real man." Ouyang Xuan shouted: "I'll let you take action first, just treat me as returning you to your favor."

"Okay, no thanks." Prince Tumon shouted: "Look, the ultimate secret of the blood clan comes from Cain's last power and sorrow - Cain's resentment!"

In an instant, blood lights of "Cain's left hand" burst out in the sky, as if a blood-colored torch emitted a burning light.

Soon, the blood-colored giant fingers suddenly bent one by one, making a strange gesture, which was faintly filled with many evil forces such as anger and sorrow, sadness and resentment, unwillingness and struggle, which made the gathered force have a terrible evil spirit and resentment.

Ouyang Xuan clearly felt the terrible and evil power of this power, and he was a little breathless. He couldn't help but shouted with a serious look: "The wings of the Fire God, come out!"

"Boom--" There was a loud bang between the world, and two huge wings burning with red true fire suddenly grew out from behind Ouyang Xuan.

In the red light, the two proud wings let out two clear and distant sounds, and they tried their best to spread.

In an instant, flames rolled in the barrier, like the prehistoric flame valley, which could almost melt steel.

Suddenly, in a long roar like a dragon, the wings of the Fire God intertwined behind Ouyang Xuan to form a ring of fire with sharp edges, as if the aperture behind the Buddha was threatening.

The blood clans who were watching the battle were stimulated by the power of the "Corpse Hand" and the Fire God's wings, and most of them could not support them. They all sacrificed their true blood wings to protect their bodies with blood light, and sacrificed their lives to fight.

Finally, Prince Tumen launched the movement, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the hurricane rose rapidly: "Go, the holy power from the ancestor!"

In the sharp and long roar, the strange gesture of the blood-colored giant hand suddenly opened, and a huge blood flower bloomed in an instant.

The blood flower bloomed quickly, and the petals were as red as blood in blood, and suddenly turned into blood arrows all over the sky and shot towards Ouyang Xuan.

For a moment, the sky was like a galaxy rolling back, forming a powerful arrow curtain covering the sky!

"Good come." Ouyang Xuan closed his palms and thoughts moved: "Crack--" A very crisp and squeak exploded behind his back.

In an instant, the Fire God's wings absorbed the huge power like an explosion in Ouyang Xuan's body, and turned into flying feathers all over the sky to meet him.

For a moment, the sky on the upper half was as charming as blood red, while the sky on the lower half was so violent and fiery red!

Finally, two terrible forces inevitably collided together.

"Crack-Boom-Boom-" A terrible loud noise rolled up in the barrier, thunder rolled like rolling, wind and clouds surged, and the violent group of shock waves rolled across the barrier like a top tsunami.

"Bang-ah--..." The screams of the blood clans suddenly rang out, and I wonder how many people would be torn apart by this terrible power.

Ouyang Xuan stood quietly.

The whirling wings of the Fire God turned into pieces of burning flying feathers and formed an indestructible protective net in front of Ouyang Xuan, like a jumping steel fireball, with amazing power.

Waves of energy frenzy came over, and were wiped out and melted by these flying feathers.

Finally, as if overwhelmed, the barrier burst after a loud bang.

And the tide-like shock wave group also disappeared quickly with the explosion of the barrier.

"Ping-Pong--" The embarrassed blood tribes finally escaped and fell into a ball among the tables and chairs around them. For a moment, the tables and chairs were overturned, and the pots and cups were broken. It was so embarrassing.

Ouyang Xuan looked in front of him, Prince Tumeng was still standing there, his face suddenly turned into a strange blood-red color, but his eyes turned into amazing white.

The famous blood clan holy weapon, Cain's left hand, is now shrinking like a child's palm, with a dim light and lying weakly in Prince Tumon's right hand.

Obviously, Prince Tumon lost.

"Your Highness, you lost." Ouyang Xuan smiled slightly.

"I know." Prince Tumon was very depressed, but calmly accepted the reality.

"Originally, I could have killed you." Ouyang Xuan's speech changed: "But we are friends, aren't we?"

"I know, thank you." Prince Tumon smiled bitterly, and his bloody face gradually returned to its ashen.

"So, are you willing to accept me as the leader of the blood clan now?" Ouyang Xuan asked.

"Since I lost, I have nothing to say." Prince Tumon smiled bitterly, with a deep loneliness on his face.

"So, who else is not convinced?" Ouyang Xuan's sharp eyes swept around.

For a moment, the blood clan lost his voice.

Prince Tumen, the most powerful man in the blood clan, lost, so of course the others were given free.

Prince Odin's face changed. Prince Tumon saw it and shook his head.

Helplessly, Prince Odin had to lower his head in grief and anger.

"Very good." Ouyang Xuan saw that no one dared to object anymore, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction: "I believe that our future cooperation will be very pleasant."

"Wait a minute." Prince Tumon suddenly said.

"Your Highness, what other objections do you have?" Ouyang Xuan frowned.

"You said that you will lead our dark world to defeat the Holy See and regain the secular world. Can you guarantee that this promise be fulfilled?" Prince Tumon's face was solemn.

"Of course." Ouyang Xuan agreed immediately: Originally, the Holy See was the foundation of the Western world, and sooner or later he would have a battle with the Holy See.

"Okay. My blood clan has been divided for thousands of years, and there will be a real king at the end. Today, I will finally get his master." Prince Tumon resolutely performed a curtshen: "On behalf of the Demon Party and the Lasombra family, I will pay homage to the king of the blood clan!"

Ouyang Xuan was overjoyed and his proud eyes swept across other blood clans.

First there was the Giovanni family, and then all the blood clans bent their knees and lowered their noble heads!

"Meet the King of the Blood Clan!"
Chapter completed!