Chapter 2039 The Bloodline of the Great Lord

"Are you a slave of the Lord of Power?"

Chen Zhao smashed the head of another demon before he talked trash.

However, among so many demons, Chen Zhao still met four or five subordinates of the King of Power.

Chen Zhao did not feel tired during the long battle.

On the contrary, he became more and more energetic, and all his cells became extremely active.

And the handsome young man who has been high in the sky is watching the battlefield.

His attention has been on Chen Zhao.

He also knew Chen Zhao's physical condition well.

Of course, he was also very aware of Chen Zhao's changes.

"Chen Zhao, you should be more open-minded and let your power be completely integrated into your bloodline. This is the bloodline power possessed by demons above the Great Lord."

The handsome boy's voice suddenly sounded in Chen Zhao's ears.

Although Chen Zhao focused most of his energy on fighting, the sudden voice of the handsome boy still lifted his spirits.

"Integrating power into blood? The power of blood?"

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky gathered into a huge female figure.

Beria came, and she discovered that Chen Zhao actually appeared in hell, but she didn't find out until now.

Beria looked at the handsome young man high in the sky, then looked down at Chen Zhao.

"Chen Zhao, you didn't even say hello to me when you came. That damn guy blocked your aura." Beria said to Chen Zhao dissatisfied.

"Beria, I'm busy right now. We'll talk later."

"Beria, why can you sense Chen Zhao?" the handsome boy asked doubtfully.

The handsome boy was confident that he was hiding Chen Zhao's aura, and no devil should be able to feel it.

Even if the other party is Beria, one of the Demon Lords of Hell.

"Because I can feel it." Beria said proudly.

After all, she was very proud of being able to sense Chen Zhao's arrival through the cover of the handsome boy, the ruler of hell.

"Chen Zhao, are you looking for a subordinate of the King of Power? I'll mark them out for you."

Chen Zhao didn't know how Beria would mark it, but soon he discovered that some demons were different.

A small dark cloud shrouded the heads of those demons.

These demons are also very baffling, they have no idea what is going on.

I waved my hands to disperse these dark clouds, but they soon gathered again.

"Chen Zhao, if your power cannot be integrated into the bloodline, you will never understand the power of the great lord." Beria also said something similar to the handsome boy.

Although their expressions are different, they all point to the same answer.

"All your power exists in your body, but only your blood and soul are your original structure. Blood and soul build your past, present and future, so if you want your power to last forever, then You need to integrate power into your blood and soul, but you are not following the soul system, so you only need to integrate power into your blood."

Chen Zhao frowned and was attacked by another demon.

Although this demon's attack did no harm to him.

But Chen Zhao still felt irritable.

Two hell demons guided Chen Zhao.

But they only told him the way he wanted to go, but they didn't tell him how to take it.

Integrate into the bloodline?

How to integrate into the bloodline?

"Chen Zhao, you are stupider than I thought."

"I agree with that."

"We have made it so clear, why do you still not understand?"

Chen Zhao was very upset. Am I stupid?

This is like an extremely complex mathematical formula.

They gave the answer but not the process of solving the problem.

Then Chen Zhao was asked to figure out the problem-solving process by himself.

But that’s what practice is.

Sometimes you just need a flash of inspiration.

Obviously, Chen Zhao's inspiration has not yet appeared.

Chen Zhao drained another subordinate of the King of Power dry.

Twenty-three copies, the road is still long.

But fortunately, there are too many demon bases here.

Although the proportion of the King of Power's subordinates in the entire demon army is very low, even reaching one in 100,000.

But in the face of such a huge base, there are still one or two hundred demons who are subordinates of the King of Power.

"You have collected so much blood from the King of Power's subordinates. You can feel some of the power contained in this blood."

Chen Zhao looked at the blood on his hands, which was the blood of a subordinate of the King of Power that he had just killed.

Feel the power contained in it?

"You use the blood of a hundred King of Power's subordinates to obtain more powerful power, but do you think that the total of one hundred King of Power's subordinates you collected can be more powerful than you? Even if it is a thousand or ten thousand He will not be more powerful than you, what you want is the law of power in your bloodline."

Law, this thing is something that is out of reach of Chen Zhao.

That is something that can only be possessed at the level of the Demon King.

Of course, the handsome boy and Beria didn't want Chen Zhao to experience the law.

They also know that Chen Zhao cannot even reach the realm of great lord now.

Not to mention understanding the rules.

But they still underestimated Chen Zhao's out-of-the-box way of thinking.

Chen Zhao's consciousness suddenly entered a strange space.

This space is not big, there is only a stone mountain. In front of the stone mountain, there is a figure who is constantly bombarding the stone mountain with his fist.

Chen Zhao's consciousness came closer, and he found that the figure was himself.

Is this you? In other words, it is the incarnation of one's own consciousness.

"Hey...that person."

The incarnation of Chen Zhao seemed to have not heard Chen Zhao's voice and was still bombarding the stone mountain.

Is this a metaphor?

Chen Zhao's consciousness returned to his body.

It was just a momentary thought.

Chen Zhao didn't understand what that meant.

"Do you have a more scientific explanation?" Chen Zhao asked.

Because this explanation alone, integrating power into blood is too general.

This is like seeing flowers in the smoke, blind men touching the elephant.

Even if I tell you the shape of the flower, you still can't see the whole thing clearly.

It would be too difficult to imagine it based on your own ideas.

"By the way, Chen Zhao, do you remember the sports car you gave me?" the handsome boy said suddenly.

"Hmm... does this have anything to do with that sports car?"

"A sports car needs fuel to run, and you can think of your body as a sports car, and the fuel is your power. In fact, a sports car without fuel is just a pile of scrap metal, and fuel is the source of all your power. That is to say, even if there is no Sports car, your power is still there.”

"It's still a bit vague." Chen Zhao felt that the handsome boy's explanation made him even more confused.

"Chen Zhao, why did you give him a sports car and not me? Shouldn't our relationship be closer?"