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In an instant, his appearance began to change, and an incomparably pure night aura permeated his body, carrying a bloodline that was so large that it was irresistible.

He stood here like this, doing nothing, and involuntarily attracted everyone's attention, as if he were looking at a night king high above, full of awe.

"Ahh

Burst!

One after another blood flowers bloomed, and on his body, countless blood flowed out directly, and he couldn't stand the terrifying majesty of the bloodline, and his body began to collapse on its own, and even disintegrate.

With unwillingness and strong panic in his eyes, his knees seemed to be broken, and he knelt down directly, kneeling out of a huge hole in the floor under him, and blood continued to flow from under him.

This is the deterrence of the high-ranking blood clan against the lower blood clan, even if they don't do anything, just the instinct of the bloodline is enough to force the blood clan of the first and second levels to be like this, and they don't even dare to rise up to the idea of resisting.

Looking at Karimu's appearance, Jesmu's cold eyes no longer looked at him, and looked directly at the three blood princes in front of him.

In an instant, the faces of the three princes in front of them changed, and a huge pressure came from inside and outside, making them almost have an urge to kneel down.

In an instant, all the power in their bodies burst out, gradually joining into a whole, competing with the terrifying and majestic bloodline majesty in front of them.

To their disbelief, the combined strength of the three Blood Princes was still inferior, and they could only defend their surroundings and resist the terrifying majesty of the bloodline.

"This kind of bloodline breath, you are definitely not Jesmu!!" Above, the princes who were high above finally could no longer maintain the calm on their faces, and their faces were full of horror.

The Prince of the Blood Clan has roamed the whole world, has almost no opponents, and has always regarded other beings as ants, but this is the first time that he has experienced such an experience.

"Oh, when will the princes who are high in the sky say such things to the ants in your eyes. ”

A slight sound sounded, abrupt in the silence of the castle.

With a playful expression on his face, Jesmu's face was the same as the expressions on the faces of the three princes before, and he quietly looked at the three princes in front of him, his heart was full of disappointment.

"It turns out that the so-called Blood Monarch, in this case, is this the only way to look?"

He didn't hide his disappointment at all, looked at the three princes in front of him and said directly.

He turned around, his handsome and thin figure was very thin, but at this time, in the eyes of the other blood clans, it was extremely magnificent and powerful, far more noble than the three thrones in front of him.

Bump ...

He walked forward, his eyes fixed on the three thrones in front of him, and walked up slowly, without the slightest stagnation or hesitation, as if he didn't look at the many bloodlines around him.

Around, many blood clans looked fanatical, looking at Jesmu's eyes, they almost saw their own king.

The blood on their bodies made them boil at this time, even the blood clan that had stood on the side of the three princes before, at this time, they couldn't help but want to surrender and worship him as their king.

There was a sound of kneeling on the ground, and as Jesam approached, the majesty in his veins deepened.

Everywhere he went, both the lowliest barons and the most powerful dukes, their bodies gave way to him uncontrollably, making his path to the throne in front of him seem extremely empty and without a trace of resistance.

First of all, the lower blood clans couldn't stand this majesty and knelt down one after another, and then the higher blood clans, viscounts, earls, marquises...

Only the last duke still had some resistance, but in the face of the cold eyes of an ancestor, his body also trembled involuntarily, and he slowly knelt down.

There was some melancholy, and some strangeness, even if the surrounding blood clans knelt down, but Jesmu's heart was not a trace of joy, but full of peace, and that trace of sadness.

"Is this what I once thought was the most noble bloodline? without any self-will, from beginning to end, they were but puppets and slaves of the bloodline. ”

Looking at the scene, Jesam scanned it carefully, trying to see some of the rebels.

However, the final result disappointed him, under the majesty of his bloodline, even those dukes could not resist the instinct of the bloodline, and they all obediently knelt down and surrendered to the stronger bloodline.

Only the three-headed prince in front of him was still resisting, and with the combined efforts of the three princes, he barely resisted Jesmu's power, and did not surrender because of bloodline instinct.

However, this situation is actually just a matter of Jesmu's release of water, and he did not use all his strength. Otherwise, with only the three-headed prince, how could he resist the power of a blood ancestor.

"Tell me what you had planned, you are still the Prince of our Bloodline. ”

For a moment, Jesme felt a little bored, didn't do anything superfluous, and spoke straightforwardly.

He looked at the three blood princes in front of him with a pair of eyes as deep as night, and just one look made the other party's heart tremble.

"This power..." Legris was covered in a cloud of blood, and then slowly stood up, fighting the momentum of Jesm in front of him.

The power of the third-level limit burst out, resisting the force that came in front of it in an instant.

Behind him, Queen Gerdis, with a ruddy face and a calm beautiful face, also slowly stood up and walked to Legris with the other prince.

Looking at this scene, there was a rare trace of appreciation in Jesmu's eyes.

"Your bloodline is very strong, and it is by no means a so-called inferior bloodline. Legris looked at Jesmu's handsome face and thin figure, "Which ancestor are you the heir?"

Jesmum was stunned for a moment, and he hadn't reacted to his words.

But in the next moment, he reacted instantly, and thought about it a lot.

However, the princes in front of him obviously did not give him a chance to think carefully.

"No matter how the descendants of your ancestors have lived from time immemorial to the present, and have been hidden to this day. But if you dare to humiliate us in public here, you must pay the price of blood!"

Legris's face was grim, and anger filled his body and mind, turning his pupils into blood-red colors: "Kneel down at once, make an eternal blood oath, and we can spare your life!"

For his words, Jesam looked at him with a strange look, as if he was looking at a fool.

"What if I don't?" he said playfully, walking straight forward.

With his actions, the majestic majesty of the huge bloodline was unleashed by him again, causing the faces of the three princes on the opposite side to sink.

A sneer hung on Queen Gerdis's beautiful face: "It seems that if you don't learn a lesson, you won't be obedient." ”

The three of them slowly turned around, knelt down without hesitation in the surprised eyes of Jesmu, and made an inexplicable oath to a pitch-black statue behind them.

The pace of progress stopped silently, and Jesmu's eyes were a little surprised, and he watched their movements with amusement, as if he was watching a group of clowns performing.

Ahead, the aura gradually changed, and the blood of the three princes gradually remained, and something on their bodies was glowing.

It was a necklace, a crown and a ring, worn on each of the three princes.

This is a symbol of the traditional authority of the blood clan, symbolizing the system of the blood council, but I didn't expect it to be three secret treasures, which were prompted by the three princes at this time and began to show their power.

Looking at Jesmu's current eyes, it is easy to see the power of these three secret treasures, but three ordinary secret treasures, in terms of power, are enough to threaten the third level, but for him now, it is a joke.

However, these three things seem to be some kind of credentials, which are used to perform certain rituals and call out certain things.

Ahead, the huge black statue began to creak and creaze, and then the huge statue gradually opened, revealing the scene inside.

Under Jesmu's cold gaze, the contents were gradually revealed, which was a pitch-black coffin.

I don't know what material the coffin is made of, it looks extremely deep, and it seems to be able to absorb the line of sight, ordinary people just look at it, they will feel a palpitation, and then their hearts will beat faster, and they will fall into a coma.

There were some low-level blood clans below, who were inspired by the coffin, and couldn't help but stare at the coffin, but they fainted directly after a while and fell into a coma.

Jesmu's gaze swept over the group of unconscious bloods, and in his senses, the aura on the bodies of the unconscious bloods suddenly weakened, and the mental fluctuations were even weaker, as if something had sucked away the spiritual power.

Such a strange situation surprised him a little, and he couldn't help but raise a trace of vigilance.

Squeak

The sound of heavy metal grinding came from ahead, and Jesmum looked up to see the black coffin slowly opening.

Seeing this, the three princes knelt down and bled with daggers, allowing the blood to flow into the coffin.

With this move, in that coffin, the breath of life that was originally extremely weak suddenly began to become stronger.

Under the shroud of blood, a tall figure stood up suddenly, and his body was shrouded in a long breath of vicissitudes that had flowed through the years.

It was a pitch-black corpse, the whole body was stiff, and the face was blue, but it had a strong breath of life and that terrifying power.

And above this corpse, the huge bloodline majesty revealed the identity of this corpse.

"A fallen ancestor of the Bloodline, a puppet corpse made with secret methods?"

Looking at the corpse that slowly stood up, Jesmu's face showed a hint of surprise and revealed the identity of the corpse.