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Chapter 2650 Is this strong man from the Demon Armor Tribe just trying to be funny? He’s so crazy that it’s unexpected!

"What?!"

The burly figure that suddenly appeared was startling.

Although it has not yet collided with the blood god's clone's fist seal, the faintly spreading power and the collapsed space around it have already made it understand the terror of this punch.

Even if it is, it may not feel like it can reach this level.

The Demon Armor Clan is known for its strength, not much worse than the Demon Rock Clan, but as a result, as a high-ranking Demon Emperor, it is actually not as good as this blood son of the Vampire Clan.

It’s incredible!

At this time, it only had one thought in its mind: the Bone Spirit Clan was not unjustly defeated!

But now that the fist mark was bombarded in front of it, it had no time to think about it and immediately exploded the power in its body completely.

Bang!

The next moment, the fists and palms collided, just like two meteorites colliding together, and a dull sound was immediately heard, echoing in all directions.

The burly and majestic figure froze for a moment, and instantly felt a huge surge of power coming from him, and his eyes suddenly changed drastically.

It still underestimated the power of the Blood God's clone.

That burly body had no advantage at all against the power of the Blood God clone, and was directly blasted away.

How suddenly it came, how quickly it flew out.

"???"

Before the dark races snooping around could react, they saw the burly dark race of the magic armor race flying backwards, and their eyes widened.

What's going on?

Is this strong man from the Demon Armor Tribe doing it for fun?

Even if you can't do anything to help, you don't have to come out to deliver food.

Logically speaking, after seeing the scenes of the strong men of the dark race being tortured by the Bone Spirit tribe, the strong men of the dark race of all races should have been mentally prepared.

Knowing that this vampire is not easy to mess with, if you choose to take action, you must choose someone strong enough to take action.

But now...

The strong man from the Demon Armor Tribe was knocked away by the blood god's clone with one punch.

What is the difference between this and the dozen or so patrols of the dark demon armor clan?

The demon armors on the patrol originally thought that they were saved, but before they were happy, they were instantly knocked back to their original shape, and they were all stunned in place.

Wang Teng's eyes flashed as he was disguised as the dark type of the Demon Armor Clan, and a trace of amusement flashed in his eyes.

As his strength increases, the Blood God's clone becomes more and more powerful, and the ordinary high-level Demon Emperor is definitely no match for him.

This is true even for those at the top of the Demon King level.

I just don’t know if the Demon Armor Clan will easily dispatch Demon Lord level beings?

Judging from the current situation, the previous control of the [Bone Evil Demonic Body] by the Blood God's clone seems to have made the demon-level beings of all races somewhat reluctant.

Those three [Bone Evil Demonic Bodies] are capable of unleashing attacks comparable to those of upper-level Demon Lords.

They were all secretly guessing that if the blood son of the vampire clan really controlled the [Bone Evil Body], they would be in danger.

Not even the demon-level beings of the Demon Brain Clan are its opponents, let alone them.

"How can you be so strong!"

The demon-armor-level dark race looked at his palm, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that the armor covering the palm now had large cracks, and some of the armor had even fallen off. Just now, it didn't notice it at all.

That punch was so hard!

Click, click, click...

At this time, another burst of overwhelming sounds came out.

The crack was actually spreading, from its palm to its arm, and a stinging pain immediately followed.

Even the dark race of the magic armor tribe will feel pain when their body is damaged.

Although the armor on their body has extremely strong defense, it is still part of their body after all. Once it is injured inside, it is no different from the injury of ordinary creatures.

"Why do cats and dogs dare to come out and accuse me of being impudent?" The Blood God clone glanced at the other person with contempt in his eyes.

Now he plays the role of an arrogant and conceited vampire, trying to make all the dark races think that what he does is natural.

In fact, this is a very common thing among the dark species.

So he doesn't need to worry about being spotted.

If the dozen demon armor clan dark species were not related to the reputation of the demon armor clan, even if they were killed, no one would think anything of it.

The lower level Demon King is nothing more than a minions among the dark species.

As for the middle-ranked Demon King, if something like this happens, it can only be blamed on its bad luck.

The demon-king-level demon-armored dark race suddenly raised his head and looked at the Blood God clone coldly, his eyes blazing with red light, as if he was about to burst out with anger.

It also finally realized the feelings of the dark race of the demonic armored people on the previous patrol.

This vampire is really arrogant!

Although his strength is indeed very powerful, far beyond its expectations, it is still a peak demon king-level existence, so how can it allow the other party to be so humiliated.

"If you want to start a war with my Demon Armor Clan, then let's start a war." It said coldly.

"Okay, I'm just bored, so I'll play with you." The Blood God clone chuckled.

"..."

This demon-king-level demon-armored dark race was suddenly speechless.

He started a war with the Demon Armor Clan just because he was idle and bored. What kind of weird reason is this?

What does this vampire clan think of the demon armor clan?

It felt like they didn't take the Demon Armor clan seriously at all.

"..."

The dark races of all races were also speechless. They felt like they didn't know how to complain. This vampire race was really... boring.

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How boring can a person be to take pleasure in fighting?

I can't imagine it.

These dark species are already crazy enough, but compared to this vampire, they are nothing compared to the vampires. They are the real crazy ones.

It's so insane that it's unexpected.

"Come on, come on, come and fight me."

Seeing the other party's silence, the Blood God clone became even more energetic. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes and he raised his fingers at the other party.

"???"

A series of black question marks suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Demon King-level Demon Armored Dark Race, and he suddenly felt a little tired.

This guy is still excited.

Is this some kind of militant?

It really doesn't know what to do now.

Is there really going to be a war?

But even the demon-level beings didn’t show up. What a nonsense fight.

It actually just wanted to bluff the opponent, and didn't really want to start a fight. Although the fight just now was just one blow, it had already realized the power of the Blood God's clone, and it had no idea at all.

If it really fights, it feels like it will follow in the footsteps of those dark races of the Bone Spirit Tribe.

At this moment, a majestic and cold voice suddenly appeared in its mind, making its heart tremble.

Thank God, I finally don’t have to carry it so hard.

The eyes of this demon-king-level demon-armored dark species flashed, and he looked at the Blood God clone and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Isn't this what I should ask you? I was just strolling around, who knew you would have to fight with me and start a war with me."

The Blood God clone looked very innocent and said with confidence.

It was obvious that he was just looking for trouble, but when it came to his mouth, he turned out to be the fault of the Demon Armor Clan. It was simply a slap in the face, which was extremely shameless.

How can there be such shameless people in this world?

The Dark Species of the Demon Brain Clan, who was at the Demon King level, was extremely speechless and said directly: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me what conditions you want before you are willing to let me go."

When the dark races of all races heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Is this about giving in?

No, after all, they are also from the Demon Armor Clan, and their strength is not weak. Now when faced with the blood son of the Vampire Clan, why do you give in?

This is so unscientific.

Has the world become something they don't recognize?

The Blood God was even more astonished in his mind and body. He stared at the demon-armor-level dark species of the upper-level Demon King, and then took a somewhat thoughtful look at the demon-armor clan's void fortress behind it, with thoughts flashing in his mind.

Could it be that those at the Demon Lord level ordered it?

Definitely.

A high-level Demon King-level being is not qualified to decide such a thing.

He rolled his eyes and chuckled: "Since you want to compensate me for my mental loss, then show your sincerity. If you satisfy me, I will naturally let you go."

The high-ranking Demon King-level Demon Armor clan's dark race's eyes narrowed, knowing that this blood clan member was not easy to fool, so he asked him to speak, intending to sell it at a price.

"The middle level Demon Emperor will give you a level 6 Dark Source Stone to redeem, and the lower level Demon Emperor will give you a Level 5 Dark Source Stone to redeem."

It felt helpless, communicated with the demon-level being behind it, and finally gave the price of redemption.

At this point, all we can do is spend money to eliminate the disaster.

As for whether it will lose face, it actually doesn't matter.

The Demon Lord-level existence has not yet come forward, and at worst, the blame will be thrown on the high-ranking Demon Emperor-level Demon Armor Clan. It is the other party's own decision, and it has nothing to do with the Demon Lord.

If you lose face because of this, then take action on that high-ranking Demon King-level Demon Armor clan.

In fact, this high-ranking Demon Emperor level Demon Armor also knew that this would happen, but when the Demon Lord spoke, it had no choice but to act stubbornly and had no room to refuse.

This is all fate!

Without absolute strength, you can only be at the mercy of others.

If it were the Blood God clone or Wang Teng himself, the table would have been turned upside down by now, and there would be no way for people to use it as a gun wielder.

Even if the other party is the Demon Lord, it won't work.

He is not a coward.

At the same time, the dark races of all races were in an uproar when they heard that the high-ranking Demon King-level magic armored race dark race actually wanted to pay to redeem people.

Crazy! Crazy!

It is simply unbelievable that the Demon Armor Clan actually has to swallow this breath.

Are they turtles?

So tolerable.

Speaking of which, the Demon Armor Clan didn’t seem to be so cowardly in the past. Why have they become like this now?

Is it just because the other party is a blood child of the vampire clan?

right!

That must be it!

The Demon Armor Tribe has not changed, what has changed is their opponents.

There is only one possibility that can make the Demon Armor clan give in, and that is that their opponents make them feel afraid.

So the problem is not the Demon Armor Clan's problem at all, the problem lies with the Blood Clan's blood son.

The dark races of all races looked prying eyes at the Blood God clone, as if they had gotten to know him again, and their eyes were more like a ghost than a ghost.

How terrifying is this vampire blood child?

Why are even the Demon Armor Clan so afraid?

Some ordinary dark species simply can't figure out the joints. They can't understand what the [Bone Evil Body] means, and naturally they can't understand how powerful the blood god's clone is.

Even if this strength is only with the help of external force.

However……

"Haha~"

A chuckle suddenly came from the mouth of the Blood God clone, echoing in the void around him, making everyone a little stunned.

What is he laughing at?

The demon king-level demon armor clan's dark race stared at him closely, unhappy in his heart, for fear that something else would happen to him.

"A mid-level Demon Emperor is worth a level 6 Origin Stone, and a low-level Demon Emperor is worth a Level 5 Origin Stone?" The voice of the Blood God clone suddenly turned cold: "Are you sending beggars away?"

The anger in the heart of the demon king-level demon armored dark race was soaring that it could hardly be suppressed, and several "well" characters seemed to burst out on his forehead.

Every time it hears this vampire's words, it can't hold back.

So irritating.

Level 6 Source Stone and Level 5 Source Stone are not enough, what else do you want?

Although it is indeed not worth the real value of the mid-level Demon King and the low-level Demon King, it is for nothing, and there is no need to pay anything.

For that vampire, it's already a huge profit, right?

"Young blood of the blood race, you must be content with your life. You are too greedy." The dark race of the upper-level Demon King-level Demon Armor clan snorted coldly.

"Greedy?" The Blood God clone smiled slightly and said indifferently: "I never know how to write the word greedy. For me, I don't like this thing at all. Do you think this is because I am greedy?

, but I thought you looked down on me."

"What I want is not your things, but your attitude."

"..."

The high-ranking Demon King-level Demon Armor Clan's Dark Race suddenly fell silent.

It feels like it's being underestimated.

The other party spoke in such a high-level manner, making it seem like they only care about money and are a bit low-end in terms of level.

This vampire is so good at talking.

He has taken all the control, leaving them alone.

But it always feels like something is wrong, it feels weird, and it shouldn't be like this.

After a moment of silence, it still couldn't figure out what went wrong, so it could only ask blankly: "Then what do you want?"

"You can redeem a mid-level Demon King with ten level six Dark Source Stones. As for these low-level Demon Emperors, each of them will only cost ten level five Dark Source Stones." A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the Blood God clone,

Said lightly.

He looked like he didn't care about money at all, as if he was only talking about one or two yuan, not the expensive sixth- and fifth-level source stones.

"!!!"

The high-ranking Demon King-level Demon Armor clan’s dark species finally realized something was wrong.

It's amazing, after going around for a long time, the price is still increased.

He also said that he was not greedy for money, but this vampire just had the words "Death for money" written on his face.

"impossible!"

It subconsciously retorted: "Why don't you grab it!"

The Blood God clone said angrily: "Are you kidding me? Is this the kind of person who robs casually? If I hadn't given you the Demon Armor Clan face, I would have taken that thing from you. I'm really looking down on you."

"You, I..." The Dark Seed of the Demon King-level Demon Armor clan was so angry that he wanted to curse. He had never seen such a shameless person.

The dark races of all races looked even weirder, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch, as if they wanted to laugh but couldn't, and it was extremely hard to hold it in.


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