Chapter 1755: Game! bold! madman!

"Blood Gem!"

At the location of the Fanshit clan, Xuemick's eyes flickered with cold light, and he looked in the direction of the Gangaro clan, and his eyes instantly fell on Xue Gemu, who had just opened his mouth.

bad me good!

Xue Mick's heart instantly rose with anger.

It thought that even if a clan was unwilling to offend that "Blood Judgment", at most it would choose to be neutral and would not choose to support the other party.

Unexpectedly, Xue Gemu, representing the Gangaro clan, stood up under such circumstances and bluntly supported "Blood Judgment".

Isn't this blatantly going against their Sanskrits?

The expressions of many clans present became subtle. This was not just a question of who to support, but a game.

The game within the thirteen clans!

Such determination!

Such courage!

Can only say that it is worthy of the Gangaro people?

Some blood race dark species that do not belong to the thirteen clans can't help but admire the Gangaro clan.

As for the previous clans who wanted the blood **** clone to be handed over to the blood **** altar, their expressions were not very good at this moment.

They did not expect that someone would come out to sing the opposite.

Moreover, it is the Gangaro clan that is extremely powerful in the blood clan.

Don't the Gangeros want to control the Blood God Altar? To give up such a huge benefit!

What are they thinking?

Many clans can't understand the Gangaro clan's approach at this moment, which is obviously not in the interests of the clan.

"Blood Gem, do you represent the Gangaro tribe?" On the **** stone platform, the Demon Venerable existence asked.

"Yes!" Blood Gem nodded without hesitation.

"Okay!" The Demon Venerable existence nodded, glanced around again, and asked, "Do other clans have different opinions?"

silence!

Another silence!

The rest of the clan did not speak, and seemed to be waiting for the others to make a decision first.

"My Xitai people are also willing to stand on the side of Xue Jue and agree to let him take charge of the blood **** altar!" At this moment, the other blood race dark species said.

"Xi Tai clan?!"

Many people were surprised, completely unexpected that there was a second clan willing to stand on the side of "Blood Absolute".

If the appearance of the Gangaro clan was a big accident, then the appearance of the second clan, the Xitai clan, was an accident within an accident.

The two clans stood on the side of "Blood Judgment", and the balance was tilted again.

Although the Xitai clan is not as strong as the Gangelo clan, it is also the sixth and seventh clan among the thirteen clans, which should not be underestimated.

And the few clans who just stood on the side of the Fanshite clan were almost all clans other than the seventh.

Only the Sanskrit tribe ranked fourth!

Of course, the Gangaro clan is still one behind.

Although it is only the last one, everyone knows that the top three clans are much stronger than the latter clans.

Generally speaking, the top three rankings are rotated among the top three clans.

It is very difficult for the clan behind to squeeze in!

The Sanskrit tribe has been trying to catch up with the third place and replace it for years, but it has never been successful.

This is the difference in strength!

Among the thirteen clans, the higher the strength, the more resources and the stronger the strength, this is a virtuous circle.

Conversely, the lower-ranked clans will have fewer resources, and over time, their strength will not be able to catch up with other higher-ranked clans.

Unless there is any special opportunity, or a talented genius suddenly appears in the clan to lead the clan to rise, it will be difficult for these clans to turn over.

Therefore, the combined weight of the Gangaluo and Xitai clans alone is equivalent to the weight of the five Vasht clans.

Xue Mick's eyes suddenly became more gloomy, his fists couldn't help clenching, his eyes swept across the dark species of the blood race of the Xitai tribe, and his heart was extremely depressed and angry.

Why?

Why do they all stand on the side of "Blood Absolute"?

That kid is just a blood clan from the lower realm, and he has no background at all. As long as these clans are united together, it is not a matter of grasping a genius without foundation.

Why do they do the opposite?

Blood Mick really can't understand.

Wang Teng was a little surprised, even if he was a Gangaro clan, he knew the thoughts of Xue Mik. This dark seed expressed his closeness to him when he was in the first layer of the dark world, and now he chooses to stand On his side, he was not so strange, but the Xitai people really surprised him.

The blood **** clone's eyes fell on the dark race of the blood race of the Xitai clan, and the other party seemed to see him, and nodded slightly at him.

The corners of his mouth under the mask of the Blood God clone twitched slightly, and he nodded in response, then looked at Xue Mick, his eyes mocking.

Now that there are two clans on his side, what about this Blood Mick?

"Humph!" Seeing the provocative gaze of the Blood God clone, Xue Mick couldn't help but snorted coldly because he was angry but had nowhere to vent.

Next, no other clan stood up again, and it seemed that they all chose to be neutral and not participate in this game.

In fact, it can be understood that the pattern of checks and balances between the two sides has now been formed. Although the number of clans on the two sides is different, the weight is almost the same. Let them fight. In the end, no matter who wins, those who choose neutral have nothing to lose.

If the people of the Fanshit tribe win, they can also enjoy the convenience of the blood **** altar. If the people of the Gangaro tribe win, they will not offend the "blood absolute"!

For clans who are not willing to take risks, this is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Xuejue, what's your choice?" The dozen or so Demon Venerable Dark Seeds looked at Wang Teng and asked.

"It's my thing, no one can take it, and it's not my thing, I won't take it either." The Blood God clone said lightly.

"Ha ha!"

A burst of low laughter suddenly came from the mouths of more than a dozen Demon Venerable Dark Seeds, and it seemed that the answer of the Blood God clone was very interesting.

The Dark Seeds below were all waiting for Lord Mozun's response, hoping that Lord Mozun could speak and let the "Blood Must" hand over to the Blood God Altar, but they all let out a low laugh at the same time.

What is this for?

Laughing angrily?

Or just find it funny?

All the blood race dark species were a little confused, and looked at them with dazed faces.

Even Wang Teng was a little unsure about the existence of these Demon Venerables, but he didn't care, and it was completely impossible for him to hand it over to the Blood God Altar.

If it was a big deal, he would make a scene and escape directly from here.

He even killed one of the ancestors of the blood clan, and he was afraid that these Demon Venerable Dark Seeds would fail.

In fact, he could have such an idea entirely because he is not a dark species at all, and has nothing to do with this blood clan. The reason why he is still here to deal with the people of these thirteen clans is for the sake of the human race.

But if you really push him in a hurry, you will naturally give up and run as far as you want.

In the final analysis, he still focuses on his own interests, followed by the human race.

Although it is realistic, it is also human.

He hasn't been able to sacrifice himself for the sake of righteousness.

Although over the years, he has sometimes been impulsive and paid a lot for the human race.

But that doesn't mean he'll do it every time.

In this torrent of history, he is just an ordinary person, he will naturally do what he can do, and what he can't do will not turn out to be a little martial artist like him.

"You seem to be a little reckless."

A demon-level existence's gaze fell on Wang Teng, and he said, "Do you think we won't let you hand over the blood **** altar?"

The Blood God clone was stunned for a moment, and his expression became strange.

Are these Demon Venerable-level existences misunderstanding something?

But he quickly reacted and said with a smile: "I believe that the Lord Demon Lords will not be as short-sighted as some people."

"…"

Xue Mi Ke's face darkened.

This kid has scolded it like this before, and now he is scolding it like this in front of Lord Mozun, which is really deceiving.

"Hahaha…"

The dozen or so Demon Venerable existences couldn't help laughing, as if they had heard something extremely interesting.

"All right!"

A Demon Venerable existence sitting in the middle waved his hand and said, "I think you are all very concerned about the ownership of this Blood God altar, so I won't talk nonsense."

When everyone heard the words, they were all shocked, knowing that Lord Mozun must have made a decision.

"The ancestor's will, the blood **** altar is controlled by... the blood son!" The Demon Venerable existence said lightly.

…

There was an uproar below.

"Sir!" Xue Mick's expression changed, and he immediately said: "The blood **** altar is very important, how can one person be in charge of it alone? If there is an accident, the blood **** altar that was finally recovered will not be lost again. ."

"Yeah, my lord, the Blood God Altar is too important for my blood clan, so I have to be cautious." Blood Bard of the Toridor clan also said quickly.

"Sir, please think twice!"

…

For a while, all the clans who supported Xuemick spoke up, wanting to make the Demon Venerable existence take back this will.

There was a hint of joy in the eyes of Xue Gemu and the dark species of Xitai, and they took a certain risk by choosing to support "Blood Jue".

They cannot determine the final ownership of the Blood God Altar. If they fail in the end, they are likely to be excluded by several other major forces.

So it's a gamble!

If they win the bet, they can get a certain right to use the Blood God Altar, but if they lose the bet, they have nothing.

Fortunately, the will of the ancestors has come out, and it is almost a certainty.

"Do you also want to disobey the will of the ancestors?" The Demon Venerable-level existence headed by the other side asked calmly.

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a powerful momentum burst out from its body in an instant, sweeping the entire square below.

All the dark species changed their expressions, and their bodies stiffened in place.

The terrifying aura of the Demon Sovereign is simply not something that the Demon Sovereign can bear.

"Sir, we don't dare!" Xuemick's eyes showed a trace of fear, and he hurriedly said.

It knew that his words just now had angered Lord Mozun, and he dared not speak in his heart, so he could only bow his head.

"Master Ancestor's will cannot be changed." The headed Demon Venerable existence said indifferently: "However, Master Ancestor did not give you a chance. You can compete for the ownership of the Blood God Altar. Which clan's peer genius can do it? By defeating the Blood Son, you can take control of the Blood God Altar from his hands."

The dark seed below was silent for a while, and I didn't expect such a turning point, it was really surprising and happy.

In this way, they may not have the chance to get the Blood God Altar.

Even if they win the Blood God Altar, they can justifiably control the Blood God Altar without sharing it with other clans.

This is many times better than what they had planned before.

A gleam of light erupted in Xue Mick's eyes, and the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated, and he almost couldn't help but want to laugh three times.

OK!

it is good!

Lord Mozun really is still on the side of their thirteen clans.

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but look at the Blood God clone with a smug look on its face.

Blood Gem and the dark species of the Xitai tribe both changed their expressions, and there was an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Among the major clans, there are still some geniuses who are not born. These geniuses are prepared to deal with the geniuses of other dark races, and they will not appear easily.

In this inheritance competition, only some geniuses with noble bloodlines among the thirteen clans were sent out, not the most powerful geniuses.

After all, the people of the thirteen clans never imagined that a genius from the lower realms would not even be able to do anything about the existence of the upper demon emperor.

Therefore, if all the geniuses of the thirteen clans could compete for the Blood God Altar, then the problem would be serious.

Although the realm of "Blood Judgment" has reached the peak of the upper demon emperor level, can a genius in the lower realm be compared with the genius in their clan?

The foundation is not at one level at all.

Obviously, Xue Gem also believed that the blood **** clone could defeat them completely by the power of the blood **** array, not his real strength, so he was not so optimistic about his real strength.

"Master Ancestor has always been fair. Whoever is stronger will let whoever controls the Blood God Altar. Fight for it yourself." The Demon Venerable existence headed by the other end took a deep look at the Blood God clone and said.

Blood Gem and other dark species hesitated to speak, and their faces were not very good-looking.

This is really the case, Lord Mozun has already mentioned this, and it is not easy for them to refute it.

"Hahaha..." Seeing Xuegem and the others' looks like they had eaten shit, Xue Mick couldn't help laughing, bowed at the Demon Venerable existence on the high platform, and said loudly: "My lord is wise! "

"hateful!"

Behind Xue Geum, a Gangero clan blood clan dark nobleman cursed a little unwillingly.

Xue Geum's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Are you guys happy...too early?"

At this moment, a flat and cold voice suddenly came out from the high platform.

All the dark species were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't help but look at the place where the sound came from, and their faces became a little weird.

The person who spoke was the Blood God clone!

Xue Gemu's complexion changed slightly. Judging from the previous contact, this guy is not a talkative person. Now that he suddenly said such words, he felt that the other party might be... messing up!

But this time things are different.

That is a Demon Venerable-level existence. In the face of absolute strength, no amount of words are useless.

It was suddenly worried that the Blood God clone would get muddy, and it really contradicted Lord Mozun, but it didn't end so well.

Even if Xue Jue becomes a blood child, he must maintain enough respect in the face of Lord Mozun.

What's more, this matter is the will of the first ancestor, how can he change it.

"This kid is really courting death!" Xue Mick also looked at the Blood God clone, his face full of playfulness, and he couldn't help sneering.

Dare to contradict Lord Mozun, he wants to see how this guy will die?

"Xuejue, do you have anything else to say?" The Demon Venerable existence headed by him turned his gaze to Wang Teng, his eyes indifferent, and he asked lightly.

"One thing, I want to ask." The Blood God clone smiled lightly, and his voice suddenly became cold: "My Blood God altar, can anyone compete for it if they want? Did I agree?"

quiet!

All around suddenly fell into a dead silence!

Every gaze fell on the Blood God clone, full of astonishment and astonishment, like seeing a ghost.

crazy! crazy!

Does this guy really dare to contradict Lord Mozun? ? ?

It's dying!

Even Xue Mick would never have imagined that the Blood God clone would be so stubborn, without being polite at all, and directly contradicting Lord Mozun like this.

Even what it dared not do, this guy did it.

court death!

This is really just courting death!

Xue Mick was stunned, his face full of confusion, he guessed that "Blood Jue" would cause trouble, but never thought that he would be so direct and so fierce.

It's over, it's going to happen!

Something big is going to happen!

All the blood race dark species can feel the tense atmosphere at this moment, staring at the blood **** clone on the stone platform and the dozen or so demon-level existences, holding their breath.

Storm is coming!

This is the calm before the storm!

They seem to have anticipated what will happen next.

Lord Mozun will never spare this "Blood Judgment" lightly!

The eyes of the dozen or so Demon Venerable existences all fell on the Blood God clones. It seems that there is no "kindness" before. Those indifferent eyes are like terrifying giant beasts, staring closely at a weak prey. generally.

If there is an ordinary lower Demon Sovereign-level existence, facing the gaze of so many Demon Venerable-level existences at this moment, I am afraid that the legs will be weak.

But the Blood God clones were still fearless, and they looked at them indifferently, without any waves, as quiet as abyss.

For a while, the Demon Venerable-level existences present were stunned for a while, and their hearts were surprised.

They didn't feel anything before, they just thought that this younger generation had good guts, and it was very difficult to face them without being arrogant or inferior.

But now it seems that this is not arrogant or inferior, it is simply daring.

Not to mention them, it is the will of the ancestors. He dares to disobey and question them. I am afraid that every genius in the thirteen clans can do it.

And at this time, facing the gazes of more than a dozen Demon Venerable-level existences, the other party remained calm, which was even more astonishing.

You must know that at this time, they have already faintly exuded a hint of Demon Venerable-level momentum, and even the median Demon Sovereign level may not be able to bear it.

The younger generation in front of them is just a low-ranking Demon Sovereign. To be able to do this, it really makes them a little impressed.

but…

boom!

A powerful aura suddenly erupted from the Demon Venerable headed at the other end, crushing it towards the Blood God clone.

Suddenly, an evil, chaotic, and **** aura filled the surroundings, completely wrapping the Blood God clone.

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

Xue Mick couldn't help laughing in his heart, this kid was courting death himself, he didn't even need it, he slammed into Lord Mozun's gun.

Do you really think that you are talented enough to do whatever you want?

Just don't be too naive!

At this moment, the aura emanating from Lord Demon Venerable can be clearly felt even in the depths below.

It can be seen that Lord Mozun is really angry

Moreover, with such a terrifying aura, how can a mere existence of a low-ranking Demon Sovereign be able to resist.

"It's over! It's completely over!" Xue Geum groaned in his heart, and he never thought that things would develop to such a point.

Annoyed Lord Mozun, what should we do next?

This "Blood" is really too reckless!

A sense of helplessness rose in his heart. Originally, he valued the talent of the other party and planned to invest in it, but who would have known that this guy would be so reckless, doing things without considering the consequences, and completely disrupting his plan.

"Do you want to suppress people with power?"

Suddenly, an unhurried voice came out of the Blood God clone very abruptly.

All the dark species were stunned.

Can this guy speak?

Under the terrifying aura of Lord Mozun, they all felt stiff, but how could "Blood Jue" speak so easily?

The dozen or so Demon Venerable existences also looked at the Blood God clones in amazement, as if they did not expect this to happen.

A strange color finally flashed in the eyes of the Demon Venerable existence who had just exploded with momentum, and his eyes couldn't help but scrutinize the Blood God clone.

The surprise this junior brought to it is really getting more and more.

"Sir, Xue Jue is still young after all, please sir..." Xue Mick was also surprised at this time, but he immediately seized the opportunity and said.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Demon Venerable wave directly, and he could only close his mouth.

"Do you think it's unfair?" The Demon Venerable existence looked at the Blood God clone and asked.

"Naturally!" The Blood God clone said lightly.

"But in this world, the weak always prey on the weak. If you are strong enough, the blood **** altar will naturally be yours. If you are not strong enough, then even if we don't say it, you can't keep the blood **** altar." That Demon Venerable existence said. .

"Having said that, but you asked me to be the blood child. Now that I have passed the test and successfully become the blood son, you are looking for trouble for me? I think I should return the blood son to you, or not. "The Blood God clone said slowly: "I gave up the identity of this blood son and left here. In the future, no matter who your thirteen clans come to fight for the blood **** altar, I will have no complaints. When you get killed by me, don't blame me for not showing mercy."

"Insanity!"

Many of the blood race dark species below heard the words of the blood **** clone, and couldn't help but burst out.

So arrogant!

To give up the identity of the blood child, does the identity of the blood child mean to give up? What did he take the blood to be?

Moreover, his words were clearly intended to provoke their thirteen clans, and he did not take their thirteen clans seriously.

"My lord, this son is too arrogant. Such a person is not enough to be a blood son. We should deprive him of his identity, drive him out of my blood clan, and let him fend for himself." Xuemick jumped out again and said loudly.

"Yes, it's too arrogant, it's not a blessing to let such a person be the blood child!"

"No measure, I'm afraid it won't be long before he will be killed by geniuses of other dark races, and it's not worth cultivating at all."

"Also ask Lord Demon Lord to think twice!"

…

One after another voice came out below, wanting Lord Demon Lord to severely punish the Blood God clone.

"Have you heard?" The Demon Venerable-level existence headed by him said indifferently.

"It's just the rage of the incompetent." The Blood God clone smiled and said indifferently.

"What did you say?"

This sentence is like poking a hornet's nest, making the dark race of the blood race who just opened his mouth furious, all glaring at the blood **** clone, and can't wait to pull him down and teach him a lesson.

"I said you are trash!" The Blood God clone looked down and sneered.

"presumptuous!"

"Not a human being!"

"It's too much, it's simply not a human being!"

…

Those blood race dark race nobles could no longer maintain their elegant posture, they shouted angrily, and they were completely angered by the blood **** clone.

"quiet!"

The Demon Venerable existence headed on the other end suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was not loud, but he pressed down from the top of his head with an invisible momentum.

In just an instant, all the sounds disappeared, and it was completely silent.

"Blood Jue!" Then it looked at the Blood God clone and said, "I admire your courage, but the blood family is not your place to be presumptuous."

"So what?" The blood **** clone's eyes flashed red, and the voice completely lost its emotional fluctuations, and it was extremely cold.

"Your courage is really...great!" The Demon Venerable existence stood up slowly, his tall and majestic body overlooking the Blood God clone, his eyes were also indifferent and cold.

The terrifying momentum was no longer reserved, and it completely pressed against the Blood God clone.

boom!

The Blood God clone suddenly felt that his body was stagnant, as if it was frozen, and it completely stiffened.

This momentum was several times more terrifying than before.

"Humph!" In the swallowing space, Wang Teng snorted coldly.

Ancient will, open!

Unyielding Thunder Fighting Intent, open!

The two wills erupted out of his body at the same time, permeating the devouring space, but at the same time they were blessed on the Blood God clone, helping him block the terrifying aura of the Demon Venerable in front of him.

His aura did not explode, but was restrained within the Blood God clone, so outsiders couldn't notice anything at all.

Even with the existence of the Demon Venerable in front of him, he couldn't feel what Wang Teng's two wills were. He could only see that the Blood God clone blocked its momentum and stood there steadily, without flinching at all.

"how is this possible!?"

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of those Demon Venerable-level existences all around. The lower Demon Emperor-level junior in front of him actually blocked the momentum of the Demon Venerable Level's full blast. Is it true?

The Demon Venerable existence that burst out with momentum also felt incredible. After the blood fog, a pair of icy eyes widened slightly at the moment.

"Little guy, let me teach you a good lesson today. Sometimes, if you don't have the strength, you can only bow your head and be honest and low-key!"

Its eyes turned cold, the blood mist rolled outside of its body, and a hand suddenly stuck out.

boom!

A **** hand descended from the sky, trying to hold the Blood God clone.

The Blood God clone suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and without the slightest hesitation, he released the Blood God altar.

Boom!

A blood-colored altar with a square of dozens of meters appeared in the sky in an instant, smashing the blood-mist big hand.

"If you think I'm easy to bully, then come and try it out. It's a big deal."

The blood **** clone flashed, and it was already standing on the blood **** altar. The unruly voice suddenly came out, and the mighty echoed in the sky.

boom!

The voice fell, and the blood-colored altar suddenly swelled, from tens of meters square to hundreds of feet in size, covering the blood-colored stone platform below, exuding terrifying power.

This blood **** altar is engraved with the blood **** array. Although Wang Teng could not absorb a large amount of source blood to open it like last time, the innate blood sea above his head at this moment has become another source of power.

And that Blood God projection, which can also be used to control the Blood God Great Array, is really a coincidence.

If the Blood God clone takes advantage of the current environment, it only needs to open the Blood God Altar to half, which is enough to deter the current situation.

"This!"

The dark races of the blood race below felt the power from the blood **** altar, and their faces were horrified, looking at the figure above the blood **** altar in disbelief.

Too bold!

This courage is too big!

It’s okay to contradict Lord Mozun, but now he still dares to do something to Lord Mozun, what is this guy’s courage to do?

Is it the guts of a giant dragon?

Xue Mick's pupils shrank, and the joy that he had won the ticket completely disappeared, and suddenly there was a feeling that the situation was gradually losing control.

"This lunatic!"

It looked extremely ugly, as if someone had been forcibly fed a mouthful of shit, it wanted to vomit but couldn't, and it was disgusting to death.

"Okay... how courageous!" Xue Geum looked up at this scene, no longer knew how to describe it, and finally only spit out these three words.

"He...hehehe..."

A low laughter came from the mouth of the Demon Venerable existence. The blood mist on its body rolled violently, its figure slowly rose, and finally it was flush with the Blood God clone, looked at him indifferently, and said:

"It's really interesting!"

"A lower demon emperor level junior, not only dares to contradict me, but also dare to shoot at me. I really haven't encountered such a thing for many years."

"You met today." The Blood God clone said lightly.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" the Demon Venerable existence asked.

"I have the same question for you, are you... afraid of death?" The Blood God clone tilted his head, and on the expressionless blood-colored mask, a pair of scarlet eyes looked directly at each other and grinned.

"Okay! Very good!" The Demon Venerable existence laughed angrily: "I want to kill you more and more!"

"Killing a blood child should be very interesting!"

boom!

The voice fell, and a roar sounded, and the blood mist on its body had completely erupted, turning into blood-colored tentacles, sweeping away towards the blood **** clone.

"Wait!" The Blood God clone suddenly said.

"What? Are you afraid now?" The **** tentacles froze in the air, and the Demon Venerable existence asked jokingly.

"No, I just wanted to ask, which clan are you from?" The Blood God clone asked curiously.

"..." That Demon Venerable Dark Seed.

As soon as this question came out, the eyes of the dozen or so Demon Venerable existences around them all flickered slightly.

"When I kill you, you will naturally know."

After a moment of silence, the Demon Venerable Dark Seed no longer stayed. With a wave of his big hand, the **** tentacles burst out, penetrating the space and rushing into the shrouded area of ​​the Blood God Altar.

"Blood God formation, open!"

The blood **** clone flashed a cold light in his eyes, and his mouth burst.

boom!

A burst of blood-red light suddenly burst out on the Blood God Altar, and complex blood-colored runes lit up, quickly connecting into a huge and complicated formation.

The next moment, this formation rose in the light, turned into a phantom on the top of the blood **** clone's head, and slowly rotated.

bang bang bang...

With the rotation of the formation, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's **** tentacles that rushed into the blood **** altar exploded instantly, turning into a cloud of blood, which was absorbed by the formation.

"nice!"

The Blood God clone seemed to have discovered Hua Dian, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to the Demon Venerable Dark Seed: "A little more! A little more! Your blood fog is a big supplement to my formation. ."

"..." There was a rare trace of depression in the heart of that Demon Venerable existence, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Blood residue, I didn't expect your method to be used as nourishment by a junior to deny the formation." On the side, a Demon Venerable existence suddenly laughed.

"It's just by the power of the formation!" Bloody Demon Venerable said lightly, as if he didn't care at all.

boom!

One of its hands stuck out again, and a blood mist suddenly gathered in the sky, turning into a huge palm with some strange blood-colored runes inscribed on it, exuding terrifying power, and slowly pressing down from the top of its head , want to suppress the blood **** altar.

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