The hall gradually became quiet, except for the hiss of the black flame python, there was no other sound.
The bloody demon was silent.
Blood Emperor Lun and Blood Rosa are sluggish.
The Blood God clone looked at the other person, with a hint of sarcasm in its eyes, as if it knew what it was thinking, and said calmly: "Hand over the original fire of your soul."
There was still a hint of reluctance in the blood-crippled demon lord's eyes, but in the end he said no more.
A strange flame suddenly floated out from between the eyebrows of the bloody python, exuding the power of the soul.
The blood god's clone flashed his eyes and pointed a finger, and black flames surged in and turned into a cage, trapping him in it.
Then he waved his hand, and the fire of the soul's origin in front of him disappeared.
But this fire of the soul's origin was not taken away by the blood god's clone, but was taken into the devouring space by Wang Teng himself.
This is the demon-level soul origin fire, and they really don’t dare to underestimate it.
No one knows what kind of backhand the Demon Lord-level existence has in terms of soul. It is undoubtedly very dangerous to rashly enter one's own [Chaos Star Field].
But swallowing space is different.
There, no matter what tricks are contained in the soul fire, Wang Teng himself is confident that he can handle it.
A trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the Blood-crippled Demon Lord.
It really intended to pry into the secret of this bloodshed, but it didn't expect that the fire of its soul's origin was actually received into a strange space, and the connection with it was almost completely broken.
Apart from a vague connection, nothing else can be felt.
This feeling is exactly the same as when it couldn't sense the Blood Soul Banner before.
"By what means did this Blood Jue take away the original fire of my soul?"
The Blood-Resident Demon Lord was puzzled and could not figure out why an existence at the peak of the intermediate Demon King level would have such a method that it could not even imagine.
It suddenly felt a little bad.
If it cannot find the original fire of the soul, it can only give up.
Although the fire of the soul's origin does not threaten its life, if it gives up, its soul's origin will be damaged to a certain extent.
Injury to the origin of the soul is also an extremely difficult matter for a demon-level being like it.
And this situation is somewhat different from the countless little bloody snakes it just split off on its own.
The fire of the soul's origin is the core power of the soul's origin. If you give up, it will have a great impact on your own soul.
Each of the little blood-colored snakes that were split apart just now contains only a trace of the original energy of the soul, and the method is extremely gentle.
If you only lose a little bit, the impact will not be big.
Of course, if there is too much loss, the impact on it will not be weaker than the fire that destroys the origin of the soul.
This is also why it has felt a strong death threat just now.
Because those little bloody snakes were destroyed too much, their soul origins were seriously damaged.
Now, if it gives up the original fire of the soul, it will almost have a dead end.
But when it gradually recovers, the original fire of the soul cannot be given up.
"If my guess is correct, you must be thinking about how to give up the fire of the soul." The Blood God clone suddenly said calmly.
"..." The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord was shocked, but he didn't show any signs of it. He said calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about. You don't think that the fire of the soul's origin is fake, do you?"
"It's true that it's fake, but when you fully recover, you can give up the original fire of the soul." The Blood God clone said with a smile, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.
"What on earth do you want to say? I have handed over the fire of my soul's origin, what else do you want?" said the Blood-Remnant Demon Lord.
"Don't be so nervous." The Blood God clone looked at it and said with a smile: "I just want to add some more restraints to you. Since you choose to surrender, you shouldn't refuse, right?"
"Haha, how bold I thought you were, turns out to be nothing more than that." The Bloody Demon Lord sneered.
"You are a dignified Demon King-level being. I am just a mid-level Demon King-level being. Isn't it normal to be careful?" The Blood God clone said bluntly without feeling embarrassed at all.
This in itself is nothing to be ashamed of.
It is a normal reaction to be afraid of a demon-level being.
What's more, the bloody demon king in front of him is just a prisoner of his subordinates now, so what if he lets him take advantage of his words?
The corners of Xue Can Demon Lord's mouth twitched. Every time Xue Jue mentioned the difference in strength between the two, it was like adding salt to its wounds.
Not wanting to talk nonsense anymore, it snorted and said: "Since you are so afraid of me, then use your so-called restraint methods."
The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord has absolute confidence in himself, and this Blood-Remnant restraint method will definitely not be able to defeat it.
Once it recovers completely, all measures will be in vain.
It closed its eyes and stopped looking at the other person, as if it was letting the blood god's clone do what it wanted.
"Then I won't be polite." The blood god clone smiled slightly, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange black mist suddenly filled the air between his eyebrows and enveloped the Bloody Demon Lord.
The fog of confusion!
The mist of the lazy devil!
These are two special mists that Wang Teng has mastered.
[The Mist of Confusion] comes from magic eggs and can confuse all things and cause them to perish.
[Lazy Mist Demonic Mist] comes from the Lazy Mist Clan's [Lazy Mist Demonic Body]. Only by awakening [Lazy Mist Demonic Body] can this kind of mist be condensed. It can make the opponent fall into laziness, which is more serious than ordinary lazy mist.
For terrible.
Moreover, these two kinds of mist are integrated with the original power he has mastered, and their power is extraordinary.
The bloody demon king suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in shock and anger.
"The fog of confusion!"
"The Mist of the Inert Demon!"
As a demon-level being, it has experienced a lot, and it immediately recognized the two kinds of mist in front of it, which was incredible.
Neither of these two kinds of mist can be mastered by a vampire.
At this moment, it suddenly thought of the methods used by the Blood God's clone before, many of which belonged to other dark races.
But before he could think about it carefully, the impact of these two kinds of fog on him had already appeared.
"not good!"
An ominous premonition emerged in the heart of the Blood-crippled Demon Lord.
The fog of the lazy demon is okay, but the fog of confusion...
Demonic eggs are something condensed by demon-level beings and contain extremely powerful power.
Even if it is a demon-level existence, it still needs to be wary of something.
If you are bewitched by it...
The Blood-crippled Demon Lord violently stirred up his spirit, wanting to resist this power.
However, it was already very weak at this time and could not withstand the two forces at all.
"Blood-crippled Demon Lord!" the Blood God clone suddenly shouted softly.
The giant python transformed by the Blood Remnant Demon Lord was sinking. Hearing the sound, he almost subconsciously raised his head, looked at the Blood God clone in front of him, and met his eyes.
A strange scarlet light appeared in the eyes of the Blood God clone.
Confused!
Bewitch!
Both skills are activated at the same time.
There was a look of struggle in the eyes of the bloody demon king, but under the interference of these forces, he still fell into a state of sinking uncontrollably, and his eyes gradually became confused.
The blood god clone's face was solemn, and his mental power had already been maximized.
[Confusion] and [Bewitchment] are both mental methods. If you want to leave enough influence on a demon-level being, even he must use his mental power to the extreme.
At this time, Wang Teng, who was hiding in the cracks of space, quietly came to the side of the blood god's clone, poured out his own mental power, and also used these two mental combat skills.
The two people's mental methods were superimposed, making it impossible for the Blood-Remnant Demon Lord to wake up.
Xue Di Lun and Xue Rosa looked at each other in shock.
Xuezi not only wants to make the Blood-Crippled Demon Lord surrender, but also wants to control the Blood-Crippled Demon Lord!
this……
After a while, the scarlet light in the eyes of the Blood God clone and Wang Teng slowly dissipated.
The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord gradually woke up and looked at the Blood God clone in front of him, his expression became extremely exciting: "You have bewitched me!"
"It's just a small trick, Demon Lord, there's no need to panic." The Blood God clone said with a calm smile.
"..." The Blood-Resident Demon Lord was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. He was obviously full of unwillingness, but at this moment, he could no longer feel any hatred or resistance towards the blood-jue in front of him.
It knows that this is the power of temptation, and if the other party wants it to surrender willingly, it must surrender willingly.
This feeling is extremely contradictory.
But it couldn't resist.
"When I recover, I will be able to get rid of this kind of confusion."
The thought just came into the mind of the Blood-crippled Demon Lord when a voice told it...
No, you don't want to!
The bloody demon king's eyes widened and he almost collapsed.
It wants to.
Who said it didn't want to?
The face of the Blood-crippled Demon Lord alternated between blue and white, as if he had opened a dyeing workshop.
The Blood God clone looked at it with a smile, seeming to find this scene very interesting.
At this time, dark red vines suddenly jumped out from behind him and wrapped tightly around the Blood-Crippled Demon Lord.
"What are you doing?" The Blood-crippled Demon Lord was stunned for a moment and shouted angrily.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'll just take some of the original blood." The Blood God clone said with a smile.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Tiny tentacles suddenly appeared on the vines, pierced into the body of the Blood-Resident Demon Lord, and began to absorb its original blood.
"You!" Demon Lord Xuejue felt extremely humiliated and felt like he had been reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered. He shouted angrily: "Xuejue, don't bully others too much."
"Didn't you just say that I could use any means on you?" The Blood God clone said innocently: "I'm not done yet."
"..." The Blood-Crippled Demon Lord was suddenly speechless.
It kind of wants to slap itself twice.
Why are you so mean-mouthed when you have nothing to do?
But who the hell wants to get so many tricks from this blood?
"..." Xue Di Lun and Xue Rosa were also speechless, and even felt some sympathy for the Blood Remnant Demon Lord in their hearts.
Falling into the hands of Xuezi, the Blood-crippled Demon Lord seems to be even worse than the two of them.
This kind of misery is not only physical, but also spiritual.
Of course, this sympathy quickly dissipated, and what was left was pleasure.
Deserve it!
"What on earth do you want to do?" The Blood-crippled Demon Lord secretly took a deep breath. The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and he couldn't help but ask.
"You will know soon," the Blood God clone said.
After a while, the original blood of the Blood-crippled Demon Lord was drawn out.
The blood-red vine was like a spiritual snake, slowly crawling onto the palm of the Blood God clone, and dripping a ball of blood.
The Blood God clone nodded with satisfaction, and a small altar suddenly appeared in his other hand, only the size of a palm, floating above his palm.
Altar of the Blood God!
The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord shrank. In order to deal with it, this Blood Jue even took out the Blood God Altar.
The Blood God clone glanced at it, smiled slightly, and placed its original blood on the Blood God altar.
boom!
The Blood God Altar shook slightly, blood-red light suddenly erupted, and a strange force swept out from it, covering the original blood.
Blood God Curse!
The Blood God clone suddenly used the [Blood God Curse], using the Blood God altar to curse the Blood-Crippled Demon Lord.
Now, only the blood god's clone and Wang Teng can break this curse.
Even if the Blood-Remnant Demon Lord fully recovers, it will be extremely difficult to undo this curse, and it is almost impossible to succeed unless it can obtain the Blood God Altar.
"Blood! God! Curse!"
The Blood Remnant Demon Lord had its original blood drained away and became even weaker, but it ignored this and stared at the Blood God clone, then closed its eyes in pain.
This is the Blood God Curse!
This Blood Jue, this Blood Jue...he is simply not human.
Forget about [Bewitchment], now comes another [Blood God Curse], each method is weirder and more powerful than the last.
How can it be cracked?
"It's over!" The Blood-crippled Demon Lord felt his eyes darkening and his heart despairing.
Blood Rosa and Blood Emperor Lun's expressions gradually became weird.
"Oh, by the way, there's this." The Blood God was distracted and used his method again.
Strange golden runes emerged one after another and turned into extremely small chains, entangling the Blood-Remnant Demon Lord.
"What is this?" The Blood-crippled Demon Lord suddenly opened his eyes, startled and confused.
It had already reached a certain level of despair, but now that it saw the Blood God's clone using its methods again, it was no longer so desperate, and only felt a sense of surprise.
This kind of power, I can't even see through it, I don't know what it is.
"This is..." Xue Di Lun and Xue Rosa recognized it.
They have not forgotten that Xuezi used this power to hide in their bodies, thereby seizing the Blood Soul Banner of the Bloody Demon Lord.
But they definitely won't tell the Blood-Resident Demon Lord what it is.
At this time, their eyes were full of ridicule. With so many methods applied to the Blood-crippled Demon Lord, how could it escape from the palm of the blood child?
Chains made of golden runes tightly entangled the Bloody Demon Lord, and then merged into its body silently and disappeared.
The blood-crippled demon king's eyes flashed sharply, and he quickly checked his own situation.
At first it did not find the existence of golden runes.
But it is a Demon Lord after all, and its control over itself is unparalleled by ordinary dark species. When it peered into the deepest part of its body, it finally saw the golden runes.
These runes are spread across every corner of its body, integrated into every inch of flesh and blood.
Hidden very deep...
"this!
!" The Blood Remnant Demon Lord was shocked and looked at the Blood God clone, his heart filled with horror.
What exactly is this power?
It can't feel any threat, but it knows that Xue Jue will definitely not do useless work. This golden rune gives it a sense of danger that is stronger than the Blood God Curse.
The Blood God clone looked at it and nodded with satisfaction.
Now I can finally feel relieved.
This chapter has been completed!