Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 1035 Blood of the Prince
The shock wave generated by the explosion swept out, and it took a full seventeen finger snaps before it subsided slowly, and in every snap of fingers, at least two shock waves swept out.

When the explosion subsided completely, the surrounding scene seemed to have been washed by a bomber. The ground within a radius of 80 meters was completely overturned, and the carefully polished imitation marble floors were all fragmented and scattered in various places in the square. corner.

And the surrounding public facilities such as landscape stone pillars, street lamps and so on, which survived the ravages of demon cultivators, vampires and demonized sea beasts, and the bombardment of hundreds of gate masters and auxiliary artillery in the fortress gymnasium, this time, after all, there were no public facilities. They were able to escape a catastrophe, and they were all destroyed, not even a single one that looked neat was left behind.

Panting heavily, Mo Changsheng put away the magic weapon in front of him, and then looked at Elder Yamo and the others in surprise.

Although he was mentally prepared for the result before, after seeing their appearance clearly, Mo Changsheng couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in his heart: "Pseudo-supernatural powers are fake supernatural powers after all, and they are still not as good as real great supernatural powers! "

The supernatural power just now is just a fake supernatural power created by summing up the accident that happened during the last battle against Taohua.

At the beginning, he branded the two supernatural powers of Jiuyou Jihan and Da Rihengkong as the alchemy supernatural power. His original intention was to use these two supernatural powers to comprehend the real yin and yang rebellion, one of the 36 great supernatural powers. But unexpectedly got this special application method.

It's a pity that although the power of this pseudo-supernatural power is extremely impressive, it is still too far behind Yin and Yang. Otherwise, it might be a different scene in front of us.

About 20 meters away from him, Elder Yamo, Grand Duke Dergoron, and two other invincible overlords were quietly suspended in mid-air, staring at him intently. The other two invincible overlords were fine Now, the eyes are more cautious and shocked, but Elder Ya Mo and Deguron are different, the eyes of these two people looking at him are almost bursting with flames.

Elder Yamo's aura has obviously declined a lot compared to before, and his clothes have also changed into beggar's clothes, and his fourth-level top-rank defensive magic weapon has left many stripes of different shades on it. Knowing that he suffered a lot of damage, but other than that, Elder Yamo didn't suffer any other injuries. Obviously, this magic weapon of defense helped him a lot.

Compared to Elder Yamo, the Grand Duke D'Guron next to him was much worse.

Deguron is a blood clan, unlike a cultivator who can use the power of a magic weapon, so he was caught off guard just now, and he basically relied on his own blood clan secret skills and body to carry it down, not only lost an extremely important fang , and the bat wings he has always been proud of have turned into a rag, full of strange-shaped holes.

You know, the vampire is a race that pays great attention to appearance and image. It has always advertised itself with nobility and elegance. The organs most related to the face are like the tail to the peacock, and the mane to the lion, there is absolutely no problem.

Think about the mood of a peacock without a tail and a lion without a mane, and you can know how De Guron is feeling at the moment. In fact, compared to the injuries he received, De Guron is actually more angry with the fangs. The damage to the teeth and bat wings, because it would make him a laughing stock among the blood clans. Even though no one dared to show it publicly due to his strength, ridicule would definitely be unavoidable behind the scenes.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Deguron stared at Mo Changsheng, the blood in his eyes spurted out more than a foot long, and after two roars of hatred, He took out a very delicate and luxurious porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out a drop of pale golden blood from it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Damn it! De Guron, are you crazy?!" The other Grand Duke of the Blood Race who was not injured at all because he was hiding behind Degron exclaimed. His voice was extraordinarily agitated because of his emotion. Sharp, it sounds harsh.

After swallowing the pale golden blood, Deguron's aura began to soar wildly. In just two breaths, his aura not only recovered to the level when he was not injured, but also exceeded it obviously. What's even more strange is that he The fangs on his body grew back again, and the bat wings, which looked like tattered rags, also grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they returned to their original state in a short while.

"I'm not crazy!" Deguron, who recovered from his injuries, showed no joy on his face. On the contrary, the expression on his face was more of loss, decadence and resentment, but compared to the previous one that was almost crazy In terms of his current state, De Gulon is obviously much more rational at the moment.

"I've already been hurt like that. Even if I finish the blood sacrifice ceremony later, it's impossible to break through to the prince level. If so, what difference does it make if I swallow this drop of prince's blood sooner or later? In that case, it would be better to restore the state to the peak first, and when the time comes to enjoy the blood sacrifice, you can also get some more benefits."

The other Grand Duke suddenly calmed down, looked at Deguron meaningfully, nodded slowly after a long while, and said, "Is that so? Hehe, let it be so."

Seeing the meaningful expression on the other side, De Guron's expression froze immediately, but he quickly covered it up. In fact, he didn't intend to hide it, but he didn't expect the other party to react so quickly.

After pondering for a while, Deguron suddenly looked straight, made a special gesture to another grand duke, and then said in the language unique to the blood race: "Murphys, my dearest cousin, I have lost Give me hope, leave the next battle to me, you just need to recharge your batteries, I wish you can become the third newly promoted supreme prince of our Demon Party! The clan will always be the closest ally!"

"Bless you, my cousin!" The Grand Duke named Murphys also saluted, and then said with a serious face: "The Lesenbula and the Zmixi will always be the closest allies!"

After finishing speaking, Murphys added: "After I am promoted to the prince, I will explain to you the crime of wasting a drop of the prince's blood this time!"

"Thank you! Dear Prince Murphys!" De Guron bowed his waist deeply.
(End of this chapter)