The Supreme Being...

Chapter 346 Emperor Slave Seal, No Son of God Needed

Li Chensha inspired the power of the Emperor Xuanyuan's bloodline, standing proudly in the void, shrouded in purple-golden energy, mighty and domineering, like an ancient emperor.

"Emperor...Emperor!"

Immediately, the strong undead blood felt that the blood was being suppressed strongly, and the purple-gold figure in front of him became extremely tall, noble, and domineering in his eyes!
It makes them have an impulse to kneel down and surrender immediately.

This is the suppression of the upper bloodlines on the lower bloodlines, which originates from the memory of the soul and the coercion deep in the bloodlines, which makes the souls of the warrior gods of the undead blood clan tremble.

"The undead blood race is just the slaves of the ancient emperor's clan. The lowly slaves are actually rebellious and try to turn against their masters. They should be killed!"

"Emperor Slave Seal!"

Li Chensha stood proudly in the void, forming seals with both hands, and at the same time recited the formula.

Immediately, the people of the undead blood clan trembled all over, with fear in their hearts, a shackle deeply planted in the blood and soul was aroused, and the blood marks of emperor slaves appeared on the body surface, like the brand of slaves.

It turned out that in the ancient emperor star hundreds of millions of years ago, the ancestors of the undead blood clan had already made a solemn oath, willing the entire clan to be the slaves of the ancient emperor clan for generations, and the emperor's slave mark was planted in the blood.

As long as you have the blood of the undead blood in your body and activate the Emperor Slave Seal, you can control the life and death of the undead blood!

After Li Chensha inspired the emperor's blood, he found the emperor's slave seal and the formula in the huge and incomparably inherited memory.

After all, Emperor Xuanyuan's bloodline memory is too huge. If you don't deliberately search for it, it's hard to remember that there is such a formula to control servants in the bloodline inheritance memory.

"Your Majesty!"

Li Chensha shouted angrily, majestic and majestic, aloof.

The surviving warriors and demigods from the undead clan all trembled and knelt down directly to Li Chensha.

This is a contract above the soul, the memory in the bloodline, the undead bloodlines are slaves, and the emperor's ancient clan is the master, no matter tens of millions of years or hundreds of millions of years, as long as the bloodline continues, it is irreversible fact.

Therefore, when Li Chensha used the emperor's slave seal, the undead blood clan could not resist, nor could they resist, they could only fear and tremble!
"Great Lord of the Emperor, I and other humble servants have offended you, and I deserve death!"

At this time, the martial gods and demigods of the undead blood clan were affected by the blood memory and the emperor's slave seal, and they all knelt down and bowed down, willing to lead death!
This is the terrible thing about the emperor's slave seal, which is rooted deep in the blood. Even after more than 6000 million years, the memory of these descendants of the undead blood has been blurred, and the power of the blood has been very meager. With the Emperor Slave Seal, they will be unable to resist.

Li Chensha looked at the humble servant who was kneeling down, his eyes were full of the majesty of the emperor.

"Slaves turn against their masters, kill them!"

At this time, Li Chensha couldn't pity these rebellious servants.

He activated the Emperor Slave Seal, and immediately the blood in several kneeling servants of the undead blood roiled, their blood vessels burst, and their entire bodies swelled continuously, and then exploded loudly, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

In the audience, only the undead vampire warrior in the blood cloud domain was still kneeling, and all the others blew themselves up to death.

"Damn old slave!"

The only remaining undead vampire warrior still did not dare to resist in the slightest.

"You still have some uses, you don't have to die for now, just stay and be my blood slave!"

Li Chensha looked at the undead blood warrior and said lightly.

The other party's life and death are just in his mind, and a martial god with a domain is still useful.

"Thank you for the grace of the emperor not to kill. After the old slave is a dog next to the master, he dare not have the slightest rebellious heart."

The undead blood warrior kowtowed again and again.

"Let's go, follow me back to the ancestral land of the ancient clan."

As Li Chensha said, he directly incited the blue Kunpeng divine wings, shuttled through the void, and headed for the ancestral land of the ancient clan!

After subduing the undead blood race, the Golden Emperor Saint Flame must also be taken away.

At this time, in the ancestral land of the ancient clan, several great fighting emperors and demigods were fighting.

The god son of the undead blood clan is fighting fiercely with the ancestor spirit of the spirit clan.

"Ancestor of the Spirit Race, be a slave to the Son of God. My Immortal Blood Race is the noble race of the Emperor Star. Follow me, I guarantee you will not regret it!"

The strange son of the undead blood race claims to be a noble race, and is very interested in the charming ancestor of the spirit race, and wants to take her as a slave.

He has an extraordinary vision, and he can see that Lingrou controls a kind of wood's original energy, which is of great benefit to improving his cultivation.

The undead vampires are aristocrats in Europe on earth, above ordinary humans, and their bloodlines are also very powerful, and even have a long lifespan.

The god sons of the undead blood race have forgotten the fact that they are servants of the ancient emperor's clan, and really think that their blood is noble.

Ling Qingrou ignored the undead blood god son and continued to attack.

"I don't know how to praise, it is your honor to make you the servant of the Son of God!"

The fleshy wings of the undead blood god son spread out, the joints of the white palm continued to grow, and the nails also became longer. Then, with a bloody evil spirit, he grabbed Ling's soft chest.

"presumptuous!"

Li Chensha arrived in time and displayed the Emperor Slave Seal.

The undead blood god child suddenly knelt down, his eyes full of fear!

He felt a kind of contract in his blood being activated, which made him unable to resist.

"How is it possible...how is it possible? How could the noble undead blood clan have been slaves of the ancient emperor's clan for generations? I don't believe...don't believe..."

The face of the undead blood god son was distorted, and he kept struggling in his heart, wanting to resist the suppression of the blood contract.

"The emperor's slave contract has been formed. No matter whether it has passed 6000 million years or [-] million years, as long as the bloodline continues, the undead blood race is the slave of the ancient emperor's clan. This is an unchangeable fact!"

Li Chensha said lightly.

In the ancient times when the Emperor's Ancient Clan ruled the Emperor Star, for some races that were not willing to submit, the Emperor's Ancient Clan chose to root the Emperor Slave Seal in their blood to completely control them.

As long as he is planted with the Emperor Slave Seal, even the universe-level Galaxy Emperor cannot resist, let alone a small Valkyrie demigod.

"The undead blood race doesn't need any son of God!"

Li Chensha said indifferently to the undead blood warrior.

"Old Patriarch Xueyun" nodded and said, "Old slave understands!"

Afterwards, he stretched out a bloody hand made of blood evil spirit, and grabbed the undead blood god son.

"Old Patriarch Blood Cloud, what are you doing, let me go, I am the Son of God, I am the Son of God!"

The undead blood god son howled in horror, and found that he could no longer resist, and the blood in his body was crazily draining.

"The emperor said that the undead blood race does not need the Son of God, so you can go to die! But before you die, you can still contribute all your blood, which is worthy of the clan's careful cultivation of you!"

Blood Cloud Patriarch said cruelly.

Not only to kill the Son of God, but also to use waste.

The undead blood race spent a lot of treasures in order to cultivate this son of God. Now that he is useless, it is time to recycle it.

In a cloud of blood mist wrapped by the blood cloud patriarch, the blood of the undead blood god son was sucked dry.

Li Chensha didn't bother to watch Patriarch Xueyun use his methods, and rushed directly to another void battlefield.

Over there, the two demigods Xiao Beixuan and Yancheng are fighting against Gu Tianqing who is controlled by Jindi Shengyan!
(End of this chapter)