BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1755: Game! bold! madman!
Chapter 1755: Game! bold! madman!
At the location of the Fanshite tribe, Xue Mike\'s eyes flickered coldly, and he looked in the direction of the Gangolo tribe, and his gaze instantly fell on Xue Gemu who had just spoken.
Bad for me!
Instantly anger rose in Bloodmick\'s heart.
It thought that even if some clans were unwilling to offend that "Blood Jue", at most they would choose to be neutral and would not choose to support the other party.
Unexpectedly, Xue Gemu, who represents the Gangelo clan, would stand up in this situation and bluntly support "Blood Jue".
Isn\'t this blatantly against them Fanshite?
The expressions of many clans present became more subtle. This was no longer just a question of who to support, but a game.
The game within the thirteen clans!
Such determination!
Such boldness!
Can it only be said that it is worthy of the Gangro tribe?
Some dark blood races that do not belong to the Thirteen Clans can\'t help but admire the Gangolo Clan.
And the few clans that wanted to hand over the Blood God\'s avatar to the Blood God\'s altar before did not look very good at the moment.
They didn\'t expect that someone would come out and sing the opposite.
And it is also the Gangelo clan, which is extremely powerful among the blood clans.
Don\'t the Gangolo tribe want to control the Blood God Altar? To give up such a huge benefit!
What are they thinking?
Many clans couldn\'t understand the Gangluo clan\'s approach at this moment, which was obviously not in the clan\'s interest.
"Xuegemu, do you represent the Gangelo tribe?" the demon-level existence on the blood-colored stone platform asked.
"Yes!" Xue Gemu nodded without hesitation.
"Okay!" The demon-level existence nodded, glanced around again, and asked, "Do other clans have different opinions?"
silence!
There was another silence!
None of the remaining clans spoke, and seemed to be waiting for the others to make a decision first.
"My Xitai clan is also willing to stand on Xuejue\'s side and agree to let him take charge of the blood **** altar!" At this moment, the other blood race dark species said.
"Xitai Clan?!"
Many people were taken aback, they never expected that there was a second clan willing to stand on the side of "Blood Jue".
If the appearance of the Gangluo clan was a huge accident, then the appearance of the second clan, the Xitai clan, was an accident among accidents.
The two clans stood on the side of "Blood Jue", and the balance tilted again.
Although the strength of the Xitai clan is not as strong as that of the Gangluo clan, they are also the sixth and seventh clans among the thirteen clans, so they should not be underestimated.
As for the several clans that stood on the side of the Fanshite clan just now, almost all of them were clans other than the seventh.
Only Fanshite ranked fourth!
Of course, the Bigangluo tribe 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 between the top three clans.
It is very difficult for the clans behind to squeeze in!
The Fanshite family has been trying to catch up to the third place and replace it these years, but it has never been successful.
This is the gap in strength!
Among the thirteen clans, the higher the strength, the more resources they get and the stronger their strength. This is a virtuous circle.
Conversely, clans ranked lower will have fewer resources, and over time, their strength will not be able to catch up with other clans ranked higher.
Unless there is some special opportunity, or a genius with extremely powerful talent suddenly appears in the clan and leads the clan to rise, it will be difficult for these lower clans to stand up.
Therefore, the combined weight of the Gangluo and Xitai clans alone is equal to the weight of the five Fanshite clans.
Xue Mike\'s gaze suddenly became darker, and he couldn\'t help but clenched his fists tightly. His eyes swept across the dark blood race of the Xitai clan, feeling extremely depressed and angry in his heart.
Why?
Why are they all on the side of "Blood Jue"?
That kid is just a blood clan from the lower realms, without any background at all. As long as these clans are united, it is not easy to handle a genius with no foundation.
Why do they do the opposite?
Bloodmick really couldn\'t figure it out.
Wang Teng was a little surprised, a Gangro clan was fine, he knew what that Bloodmike was thinking, this dark species had shown closeness to him when he was in the first layer of darkness, and now he chose to stand On his side, he wasn\'t that surprised, but this Xitai clan really surprised him.
The eyes of the blood **** avatar fell on the dark species of the blood race of the Xitai clan, and the other party seemed to have seen him, and nodded slightly at him.
The corner of the mouth under the mask of the blood **** avatar curled up slightly, and he nodded in response, then looked at Blood Mik with mocking eyes.
Now that two clans are on his side, what about Bloodmick?
"Hmph!" Seeing the provocative gaze of the blood **** avatar, Xue Mike couldn\'t help but snorted coldly, feeling angry in his heart but having nowhere to vent it.
After that, no other clans stood up again, and they seemed to have chosen to be neutral and not to get involved in this game.
In fact, it is also understandable that now a pattern of checks and balances between the two sides has been formed. Although the number of clans on both sides is different, the weight is almost the same. Let them fight. No matter who wins in the end, those who choose to be neutral will have nothing to lose.
If the Fanshite people won, they would also be able to enjoy the convenience of the Blood God Altar, and if the Gangluo people won, they would not offend the "Blood Jue" either!
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-level dark species looked at Wang Teng and asked.
"It\'s mine, no one can take it away, and it\'s not mine, I won\'t take any of it." Blood God clone said flatly.
"hehe!"
A burst of low laughter suddenly came from the mouths of more than a dozen demon-level dark species, as if they thought the answer of the blood **** avatar was very interesting.
The dark species below were all waiting for Lord Mozun\'s response, hoping that Lord Mozun would speak and let that "Blood Jue" hand over the blood **** altar, but they all let out a low laugh at the same time.
What is this for?
Laughing out of anger?
Or simply find it funny?
All the dark blood races were a little confused, and looked at them in confusion.
Even Wang Teng was a little uncertain about the existence of these Demon Lords, but he didn\'t care. It was completely impossible for them to hand over the Blood God Altar.
At worst, he would make a big fuss and escape from here directly.
He even killed one of the ancestors of the blood race, and he was afraid that these demon-level dark species would fail.
In fact, he can have this idea entirely because he is not a dark species at all, and has nothing to do with this blood race. The reason why he is still dealing with these thirteen clans here is for the great plan of the human race.
But if he was really in a hurry, he would naturally give up and run as far as he could.
In the final analysis, he still focuses on his own interests, followed by the human race.
Although realistic, it is also human nature.
He is not yet able to sacrifice himself for righteousness.
Even though over the years, he sometimes acted impulsively and paid a lot for the human race.
But that doesn\'t mean he will 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 is not up to him, a little warrior.
"You seem a little fearless."
The eyes of a demon-level existence fell on Wang Teng, and he said, "Do you think we won\'t let you hand over the blood **** altar?"
The blood **** clone was slightly taken aback, and his expression became strange.
Have these demon-level existences misunderstood something?
But he quickly reacted, and said with a smile: "I believe that Lord Mozun will not be as short-sighted as some people."
"..."
Bloodmick\'s face darkened.
This kid has scolded it like that before, and now he scolds it like that in front of Lord Mozun, it\'s just too deceitful.
"Hahaha"
The dozen or so demon-level beings couldn\'t help laughing, as if they heard something extremely interesting.
"alright!"
A demon-level being sitting in the middle waved his hand and said, "You all must be very concerned about the ownership of this blood **** altar, so I won\'t talk nonsense."
Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, knowing that Lord Mozun must have made a decision.
"It was the order of the ancestors that the Blood God Altar is controlled by... Xue Zi!" said the Demon Venerable Being.
There was an uproar below.
"My lord!" Xue Mike\'s complexion changed, and he immediately said: "The blood **** altar is of great importance, how can it be managed by one person alone? If something happens, the blood **** altar that was finally found will be lost again .
"Yes, my lord, the Blood God Altar is too important to my blood clan, we must be cautious." Blood Bard of the Toridor clan also said hastily.
"My lord, please think twice!"
All of a sudden, all the people from the clan who supported Xuemi Ke spoke one after another, wanting to make the Demon Lord-level existence take back this will.
There was a hint of joy in the eyes of the dark race of Xuegemu and Xitai clan. They chose to support "Blood Jue", and they also took a certain risk.
They cannot determine the final ownership of the Blood God Altar, and if they fail in the end, they are likely to be squeezed out by other major forces.
So this is 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 get 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 ancestor?" the leader of the Demon Venerable level asked calmly.
boom!
As soon as the words fell, a powerful aura erupted from its body in an instant, sweeping across the entire square below.
All the dark species changed their complexions drastically, and their whole bodies froze in place.
The terrifying aura of a demon king is not something that a demon emperor can bear.
"My lord, we don\'t dare!" Bloodmick said hastily with a hint of fear in his eyes.
It knew that its words just now had angered Lord Mozun, so it dared not speak out, so it could only bow its head.
"The will of the First Ancestor cannot be changed." The leader of the Demon Venerable said indifferently: "However, it is not that the First Ancestor gave you a chance. You can fight for the ownership of the Blood God Altar. By defeating Blood Son, you can take control of the Blood God Altar from his hands."
The darkness below fell silent for a moment. I didn\'t expect such a turning point. I was really surprised and happy.
In this way, they may not have no chance to get the blood **** altar.
Even if they captured the Blood God Altar, they could justifiably control the Blood God Altar without sharing it with other clans.
This is many times better than their previous plan.
A gleam of light burst out in Bloodmick\'s eyes, and the depression in his heart dissipated immediately, and he almost couldn\'t help but want to laugh three times.
OK!
good!
Lord Mozun is indeed on the side of the thirteen clans, it is impossible to chill the hearts of these thirteen clans just because of a blood clan from the lower realm.
Thinking of this, it couldn\'t help looking at the Blood God clone, with a smug look on its face.
The complexions of Xuegemu and the dark species of the Xitai clan changed, and there was an ominous premonition in their hearts.
Among the major clans, there are still some unborn geniuses. These geniuses are prepared to deal with the geniuses of other dark races, and they will not appear easily.
In this competition for inheritance, only some geniuses with noble bloodlines among the thirteen clans were sent out, not the most powerful geniuses.
After all, the members of the thirteen clans never expected that a genius from the lower realms would not be able to do anything to even a demon emperor-level existence.
Therefore, if the geniuses of the thirteen clans could compete for the blood **** altar, then the problem would be serious.
Although the realm of "Blood Absolute" has reached the peak of the upper demon emperor level, but can a genius from the lower realm compare with the geniuses in their clan?
The background is not on one level at all.
Obviously, Xue Gemu also believed that the blood **** avatars were able to defeat them before, it was entirely due to the power of the blood **** formation, not his real strength, so he was not so optimistic about his real strength.
"Master First Ancestor has always been fair. Whoever is stronger will be allowed to control the Blood God Altar. You should fight for it yourself." The demon-level 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, their complexions were not very good-looking.
In fact, Lord Mozun has already talked about this matter, so it\'s hard for them to refute it.
"Hahaha..." Xue Mike couldn\'t help laughing when he saw Xue Gemu and the others looked like they had eaten shit, saluted the demon-level existence on the high platform, and said loudly: "My lord is wise! "
"hateful!"
Behind Xuegemu, a dark blood nobleman of the Gangro tribe cursed unwillingly.
Xue Gemu\'s face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn\'t know what he was thinking.
"Aren\'t you happy...too early?"
At this time, a flat and cold voice suddenly and slowly came from the high platform.
All the dark species were taken aback for a moment, and couldn\'t help but look at the place where the sound came from, their expressions all becoming a little strange.
The person who spoke was none other than the blood **** avatar!
Blood Gem\'s complexion changed slightly. Judging from the previous contact, this guy is not easy to talk to. Now that he suddenly said such words, he felt that the other party might... make trouble!
But this time the situation is different.
That is a demon-level existence, and in the face of absolute strength, no amount of words are useless.
It was suddenly very worried that the blood **** avatar would mess up, and it really contradicted Lord Mozun, but it didn\'t end so well.
Even if Xue Jue became a blood child, he must maintain enough respect in front of Lord Mozun.
What\'s more, this matter is the will of the first ancestor, how can he change it.
"This kid is really looking for death!" Blood Mick also looked at the Blood God clone, with a playful face on his face, and 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-level existence headed by him cast his eyes on Wang Teng, his eyes were indifferent, and he asked indifferently.
"There is one thing I want to ask." The blood **** clone smiled, and his voice suddenly became cold: "My blood **** altar, whoever wants to fight for it can fight for it? Have I agreed?"
quiet!
The surroundings suddenly fell into dead silence!
Every gaze fell on the Blood God clone, full of astonishment and horror, as if seeing a ghost.
crazy! crazy!
Does this guy really dare to contradict Lord Mozun? ? ?
It\'s going to die!
Even Blood Mik didn\'t expect that the blood **** avatar would be so strong, not tactful at all, and directly contradicted Lord Demon Venerable like this.
This guy did what he didn\'t even dare to do.
court death!
This is really pure courting death!
Bloodmick was stunned, his face full of bewilderment. It guessed that "Xuejue" would cause trouble, but never thought that he would be so direct and fierce.
It\'s over, something will happen!
Something big is going to happen!
All the dark species of the blood race could 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.
The storm is coming!
This is simply the calm before the storm!
They seem to have anticipated what was to come.
Master Mozun will never let this "bloody" go lightly!
The gazes of the dozen or so demon-level existences all fell on the blood **** avatar, as if they had lost the "kindness" before, and their indifferent eyes were like terrifying giant beasts, staring closely at a weak prey generally.
If it is an ordinary lower-level demon emperor-level existence, facing the gaze of so many demon-level existences at this moment, I am afraid that the legs will be weak.
But the blood **** avatar was still fearless, and looked at them flatly, without any waves, as calm as an abyss.
For a moment, all the demon-level existences present were stunned for a moment, and their hearts were extremely surprised.
They didn\'t feel anything before, they just thought that this junior had good guts, and it was not easy to be neither humble nor humble in the face of them.
But now it seems that this is neither arrogant nor humble, it is simply audacious.
Not to mention them, it is the will of the first ancestor. He dared to defy and question it. I am afraid that none of the geniuses in the thirteen clans could do it.
And at this time, facing the gaze of more than a dozen demon-level existences, the other party still remained calm, which was even more amazing.
You must know that at this time, they all have faintly exuded a demon-level aura, and even the middle-ranked Demon Emperor-level might not be able to bear it.
The junior in front of them is just a lower demon emperor level, and they are a little surprised that they can do this.
but
boom!
A powerful aura suddenly erupted from the leader of the Demon Venerable, crushing towards the Blood God clone.
Immediately, an evil, chaotic, and **** aura permeated the surroundings, completely enveloping the blood **** avatar.
"I really don\'t know how to live or die!"
Blood Mick couldn\'t help laughing out loud from the bottom of his heart, this kid wanted to die by himself, he didn\'t need him to make a move, he just slammed himself into Lord Mozun\'s muzzle.
Do you really think that if you have good talent, you can do whatever you want?
Just don\'t be naive!
At this moment, the aura emanating from Lord Mozun can be clearly felt even in the depths below.
It can be seen that Lord Mozun is really angry
And with such a terrifying aura, how could a mere low-rank Demon Emperor-level existence be able to resist it.
"It\'s over! It\'s over!" Xue Gemu\'s heart skipped a beat, he never thought that things would develop to this point.
After angering Lord Mozun, how should it end next?
This "Blood Jue" is really reckless!
A sense of helplessness rose in its heart. Originally, it valued the other party\'s talent and planned to invest in it. But who knew that this guy was so reckless. He did things without considering the consequences, which completely disrupted its plan.
"Master Demon Lords, do you want to overwhelm others with power?"
Suddenly, a calm and unhurried voice came out from the mouth of the blood **** avatar.
All the dark species were stunned.
Can this guy still talk?
Under the terrifying aura of Lord Mozun, they all felt stiff, but how could that "Blood Jue" speak so easily?
The dozen or so demon-level existences also looked at the Blood God clone in astonishment, as if they hadn\'t expected this to happen.
A strange color finally flashed in the eyes of the demon-level being who had just erupted in momentum, and he couldn\'t help but scrutinize the blood **** avatar.
This junior brought more and more surprises to it.
"My lord, Xue Jue is still young after all, my lord..." Xue Mike was also surprised at this time, but immediately seized the opportunity and said.
It\'s just that before it finished speaking, it was interrupted by the demon lord directly waving its hand, and it could only shut its mouth.
"Do you think it\'s unfair?" the demon-level being looked at the blood **** clone and asked.
"Naturally!" The blood **** clone said lightly.
"But in this world, the law of the jungle has always been the law of the jungle. If you are strong enough, the Blood God Altar will still be yours. If you are not strong enough, then even if we don\'t tell you, you will not be able to keep the Blood God Altar." said the Demon Venerable Existence .
"That being said, you were the ones who asked me to be this blood child. Now that I have passed the test and successfully become a blood child, you are looking for trouble for me again? I think I should return this blood child to you, it doesn\'t matter if it is inappropriate. "The blood **** avatar said slowly: "I gave up my identity as a blood **** and left this place. In the future, no matter who comes to compete for the altar of the blood **** from your thirteen clans, I have no complaints. If I kill you at that time, don\'t blame me for not being merciful."
"Arrogance!"
Many dark blood races below heard the words of the blood **** avatar, and couldn\'t help but burst into laughter.
How arrogant!
She actually wants to give up her blood child identity. Does this blood child identity just give up? What did he take the blood for?
Moreover, his words were clearly provoking their thirteen clans, and they didn\'t take their thirteen clans seriously at all.
"My lord, this son is too arrogant. Such a person is not good 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." Blood Mike jumped out again and said loudly.
"That\'s right, it\'s too arrogant. It\'s a blessing to have such a person as a blood son!"
"There is no measure. I am afraid that he will be killed by geniuses of other dark races in a short time. It is not worth cultivating at all."
"Master Mozun, please think again!"
One after another voices came from below, wanting Lord Mozun to punish the Blood God clone severely.
"Have you heard it all?" the leader of the Demon Venerable level said indifferently.
"It\'s just the rage of the incompetent." The blood **** clone said with a smile "hehe".
"What did you say?"
This sentence was like stabbing a hornet\'s nest, making the blood race dark species who had just spoken furious, all glaring at the blood **** clone, wishing to pull him down and teach him a lesson.
"I said you are trash!" The blood **** clone looked down and said with contempt.
"presumptuous!"
"Not a son of man!"
"It\'s too much, it\'s not a son of man!"
Those blood-blood dark nobles could no longer maintain that elegant posture, and shouted angrily, completely angered by the Blood God avatar.
"quiet!"
The demon-level existence headed by the other end suddenly spoke, the voice was not loud, but it pressed down from the top of the head with an invisible momentum.
In just an instant, all the sounds disappeared, and it was completely quiet.
"Blood Jue!" Then it looked at the Blood God avatar and said, "I admire your courage, but the Blood Race is not a place for you to be presumptuous."
"So what?" The blood **** avatar\'s eyes flickered red, and his voice completely lost its emotional fluctuations and was extremely cold.
"You are really... very courageous!" The demon-level being slowly stood up, his tall and stalwart body looked down at the blood **** clone, his eyes were equally indifferent and cold.
The terrifying aura was unreserved, and it completely pressed against the blood **** clone.
boom!
The blood **** avatar suddenly felt his body stagnate, as if frozen, and completely stiffened.
This momentum was several times more terrifying than before.
"Hmph!" Wang Teng snorted coldly in the devouring space.
Ancient will, open!
Unyielding Thunder Fighting Intent, open!
Two kinds of will erupted in his body at the same time, pervading the devouring space, but at the same time blessed the blood **** avatar, helping him block the terrifying aura of the demon king in front of him.
His aura did not explode, but was restrained within the blood **** avatar, so outsiders could not notice anything at all.
Even the demon-level existence in front of him couldn\'t feel what Wang Teng\'s two wills were. It could only see that the blood **** avatar blocked its aura, standing there firmly without flinching.
"How can it be!?"
Surprised expressions appeared in the eyes of those demon venerables around. The junior demon emperor in front of him actually blocked the full force of the demon venerable. Is it true?
The demon-level existence bursting out of momentum also felt unbelievable. After the blood mist, a pair of cold eyes widened slightly at this moment.
"Little guy, let me teach you well today. Sometimes when you don\'t have the strength, you can only bow your head and be honest and low-key!"
As soon as its eyes turned cold, the blood mist rolled around its body, and it suddenly stretched out a hand. The blood mist instantly condensed, and it grabbed the blood god\'s avatar fiercely.
boom!
A big hand of blood mist descended from the sky, trying to pinch the blood **** avatar.
The blood **** avatar suddenly raised its head, with a ruthless look in its eyes, and released the blood **** altar without the slightest hesitation.
Boom!
A blood-colored altar tens of meters square appeared in the sky in an instant, smashing the big blood mist hand.
"If you think I\'m easy to bully, then come and give it a try, at worst, we will die together."
The blood **** avatar flashed, and it was already standing on the blood **** altar, and the unruly voice came out suddenly, echoing in the sky mightily.
boom!
As soon as the words fell, the blood-colored altar suddenly expanded, directly expanding from tens of meters square to hundreds of feet in size, covering the blood-colored stone platform below, exuding terrifying power.
The Blood God Formation is engraved on the Blood God Altar. Although Wang Teng couldn\'t absorb a large amount of original blood to open it like last time, the gifted blood sea above his head at this moment has become another source of power.
And the projection of the blood **** can be used to control the blood **** formation, it is really no coincidence.
If the blood **** avatar takes advantage of the current environment, it only needs to open the blood **** altar halfway, and it will be enough to deter the current situation.
"this!"
Feeling the power from the blood **** altar, the dark blood races below were suddenly horrified, and looked at the figure above the blood **** altar in disbelief.
How dare you!
This is too courageous!
It\'s fine to contradict Lord Mozun, but now he dares to attack Lord Mozun. What\'s the guts of this guy?
Is it the courage of the dragon?
Xuemike\'s pupils contracted, and the joy of winning the game completely disappeared. Suddenly, there was a feeling that the situation was gradually losing control.
"This lunatic!"
Its complexion was extremely ugly, as if it had been forcibly fed a mouthful of shit, it wanted to vomit but couldn\'t, it was so disgusting as to die.
"Okay... how courageous!" Xue Gemu looked up at this scene, he didn\'t know how to describe it, and finally only spit out these three words.
"Heh...hehehe..."
A deep laughter came from the mouth of the demon-level existence, the blood mist on its body rolled violently, and its figure rose slowly, and finally it was level with the blood **** clone. Looking at him indifferently, he said:
"It\'s really interesting!"
"A junior at the Demon Emperor level not only dared to contradict me, but also dared to attack me. I really haven\'t encountered such a thing for many years."
"You met today." The blood **** clone said lightly.
"Aren\'t you afraid of death?" the demon-level existence asked.
"The same question is for you. Are you... afraid of death?" The Blood God clone tilted its head, and on the expressionless blood mask, a pair of scarlet eyes looked directly at the other party, and grinned.
"Good! Very good!" The demon-level existence laughed angrily: "I want to kill you more and more!"
"It should be very interesting to kill a blood child!"
boom!
After the words fell, there was a roar, and the blood mist on its body had completely exploded, turning into a series of **** tentacles, sweeping towards the blood **** clone.
"Wait!" The blood **** clone said suddenly.
"What? Are you scared now?" The demon-level being asked jokingly as the blood-colored tentacles froze in mid-air.
"No, I just want to ask, which clan do you belong to?" the Blood God clone asked curiously.
"..." The demon-level darkness was silent.
As soon as this question came out, the eyes of the dozen or so demon-level existences around them flickered slightly.
"When I kill you, you will naturally know."
After a moment of silence, the demon-level dark species stopped staying. With a wave of its big hand, blood-colored tentacles shot out, directly penetrating the space and rushing into the range covered by the blood **** altar.
"Blood God Formation, start!"
A cold light flashed in the blood **** clone\'s eyes, and he drank loudly.
boom!
A burst of blood-red light suddenly burst out on the Blood God Altar, and complex blood-colored runes lit up, quickly connecting to form a huge and complicated formation.
The next moment, UU reading www.uukanshu. The com formation rose in the light, and turned into a phantom above the head of the blood **** avatar, spinning slowly.
bang bang bang...
As the formation rotated, the **** tentacles that rushed into the blood **** altar exploded instantly, turning into clouds of blood mist, which were absorbed by the formation instead.
"nice!"
The blood **** avatar seemed to have discovered Hua Dian, its eyes lit up suddenly, and said to the demon-level dark species: "A little more! A little more! Your blood mist is simply a great supplement to my formation! .
"..." There was a rare trace of depression in the heart of the Demon Venerable Being, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Bloody Remnant, I didn\'t expect that your method would be used by a junior as nourishment to deny the formation." A demon-level existence suddenly laughed and said.
"It\'s just relying on the power of the formation!" The Bloody Demon Venerable said lightly, as if he didn\'t care at all.
boom!
It stretched out one hand again, and suddenly a blood mist gathered in the sky, turning into a huge palm with some strange blood-colored runes engraved on it, exuding terrifying power, and slowly pressing down from the top of its head , wanting to suppress the Blood God Altar.