I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 308 Chapter 312: Passed (seeking recommendation, seeking monthly pass~)

The old voice was imploring and it made people unbearable to listen. The **** face hurriedly turned his head, unwilling to say: "Why are you doing this, fox, we haven't lost yet, we can still"

The hesitating Blood God didn't tell the plan, because it was because they wanted to cooperate when they just learned that Tang Luo had entered the Little Spirit World.

How can the Demon King not know what the old friend is thinking, and he sighed: "Give up old friend, not to mention that I can't perform magical powers under the pressure of the bound spirit formation, just say that I can use the charm of the magical general young friend Hold it under control, the warriors who have united their spirits and minds and those with Yin and Yang grinding discs in their hands, can you erase the soul and succeed in seizing the house?"

"My friend, we lost."

Although they are very reluctant to admit it, this is not the time when they have no one in the other. Perhaps in their heyday, the warrior in front of them is just a stronger ant, but in this little spirit world, Tang Luo represents absolute The power.

The old friend has always been entangled in the failure to successfully perform the blood melting technique, but in the heart of the demon king, there is a strong premonition. Even if the old friend really performed the blood melting technique, he condensed the blood spirit giant, and it can be in the hands of this human warrior. Can you please?

This kind of struggle is undoubtedly meaningless, he just wants to do his best to save the life of his old friend.

After hearing that the Demon King was so frustrated and subdued, the blood face was full of self-blame. If he could be stronger and recover more, how could he fail so miserably today!

Tang Luo saw that the two spirits had reached a basic consensus, clapped his hands and said, "Look, everyone is a civilized person. Why fight and kill what you can talk about. Lord Demon King, right?"

Hearing this joke, the **** face trembled and did not turn around, because he didn't even want to look at Tang Luo, and after learning that Han Wu was dead, the Demon King had no burden in his heart, and asked freely: What are you talking about? What kind of saying is this back?"

"Oh, it's nothing big!" Tang Luo grabbed the back of his head and smiled: "I just want to ask Lord Blood God to occupy the three spiritual springs on the fifth floor of the underground palace, and then stain the 100,000 mu of spiritual soil with blood."

Jing... Then the **** face turned around, shaking.

"Boy, you actually know your name!?"

Tang Luo nodded lightly and said: "The kid usually likes to read some ancient books. The characteristics of the blood **** are so distinctive. If you still can't see it, the kid is too stupid."

The ancient gods and monsters once said that the blood gods were born in Longzhou, and the trillions of blood slaves fought against the dragon clan. They were finally killed by the dragon king. The blood gods flew away, and the billions of blood slaves lost their ancestors and turned into witless puppets. .

This is the origin of the blood slave resource. At first, he only thought that the blood slave was just a backhand left by the Demon King, but he had a vague judgment when there was another one in the little spirit world.

Because Ji Fu once vowed to say that there will be no more living people in the little spirit world, but the absence of living people does not mean that there is no "soul".

Maybe the blood **** who once made Longzhou tremble was hidden in the little spirit world, and then he saw the blood face outside the underground palace, Tang Luo was completely convinced of his guess.

After hearing Tang Luo admit to knowing himself, the blood **** quacked and laughed wildly: "My old friend, I said you were deceived again. Now that this kid knows his name, how dare to let him leave? We are fooled. !"

Although he used to be tyrannical and unprovoked, he also knew how bad his reputation was, especially for the human race. Back then, the weak monster bat had no monsters that could win, so he could only focus on the weakest human race.

The reason why blood slaves are mostly human is because the human race was the most important blood food for the blood gods. It is with the weak human race that the blood **** will rise after the blood god, and now that the little ghost knows his origins, he can How could his blood and deep hatred allow himself to escape.

The nervous spirit of the Demon King was trembling, because he was very afraid that his old friend was telling the truth and he was deceived again.

In his long life, he didn't deal much with the human race, but every result ended in his failure, so he suddenly heard his old friends laugh, making him subconsciously think that he was fooled again.

Seeing the smug look of the blood god, by the way, the demon king phantom numbers jumped wildly.

Tang Luo sneered and said, "Blood God, in order to prevent you from being arrested for research within two days after you escaped from the little spirit world, the kid must remind you. Now this world is the world of the human race. So come to you The blood food that is the best to hunt is precisely the most dangerous existence."

"On the continent a thousand years ago, the Human Race may be a lamb to be slaughtered in your eyes. A thousand years later, you will be a mobile blood slave maker in the Human Race's eyes. You must protect yourself. Once the wind is gone, I don’t know how many people will make your idea."

From the blood god, Tang Luo could see many boring old people's characteristics, such as stubbornness, arrogance, and being immersed in past glory, but unwilling to admit the fact that he has passed away.

A thousand years have passed, the blood **** actually thought that as long as he could escape from birth, he could quickly pull up an army of blood **** sons, and then swept back to become the blood **** ruler recorded in the ancient books.

Don’t be funny, now if this guy dares to make a little movement, Longzhou doesn’t know how many warriors at the peak of the fierce realm will dig three feet to find it. With the current martial arts era of combined combat skills, a medium-sized village will destroy a thousand at random. The ability of the 10,000-level Blood God Child, and there are more than 100 such villages on both sides of the Lingjiang River.

It can only be said that this guy still takes himself too seriously. After a thousand years, the tyrannical dragons have been banned as servants and spiritual tool materials by the royal beast sect. The blood **** would actually think that Tang Luo had learned his origins. Will be afraid.

Isn't this funny? ?

The Blood God has never been underestimated like he is now, and he stared at Tang Luo with an angry blood face: "You dare to look down on this seat!? If you hadn't interrupted this seat, you would have become this seat. Blood slave, dare to speak so loudly."

How could he be as proud as he believed that set of sayings in Tang Luo's mouth, still immersed in the glory of the past and couldn't extricate himself.

Tang Luo naturally didn't bother to argue, and said to the Demon King Xuying: "Master Demon King, this is how the transaction is, you let all the remaining organ puppets come to the underground palace, and then let the blood **** contaminate the five underground spiritual fields. I will. Begin to move the materials in the underground palace, and tell the Han clan outside, you raised blood slaves in the little spirit world, contaminated the spirit spring and wiped out all the spirit grass. As long as the demon king can agree, I will not kill the blood **** Existence tells descendants of Han, what do you think?"

Although Tang Luo’s words were full of disdain for the blood god, he also expressed a very clear attitude. Perhaps the blood **** is really not a very important existence for the current human race, and Tang Luo will naturally not because His origins tore up Cigna.

Such a statement can convince the Demon King more than Tang Luo's swearing, because he can feel the sincere contempt and ridicule in the other's tone.

(End of this chapter)