Chapter 312: Out of Breath (Ask for a recommendation, ask for a monthly pass~)

The old man's voice was pleading and unbearable, and the bloody face hurriedly turned back, unwillingly: "Fox, why are you doing this, we haven't lost yet, we can still ......"

The blood gods didn't tell the plan, because it was a cooperation they wanted to fight when they first learned that Tang Luo had entered the small spirit realm.

How could the demon king not know what his old friend was thinking, he sighed and said: "Give up, old friend, not to mention that I am pressed by the spirit binding array and can't use my magical powers, just say that I can use the magic power to control the little friend, and the martial artist who has been spiritually integrated and the person with the Yin and Yang grinding disc in his hand, can you erase the soul and succeed in taking it." ”

"Old friends, we.... Defeated. ”

Although I am very reluctant to admit it, this is no longer the era of their glory, maybe in the heyday of the two, the warrior in front of them is just a powerful ant, but in this small spirit world, Tang Luo represents absolute strength.

The old friend has been entangled in the failure of the blood melting technique, but in the demon king's heart, there is a strong premonition, even if the old friend really casts the blood melting technique and condenses the blood spirit giant, can he be able to win it in the hands of this human warrior?

There was no doubt that this struggle was meaningless, and he just wanted to do his best to save his old friend's life.

Bloody Face was full of self-blame after hearing the demon king's dejected submission, if he could be a little stronger and recover more, how could he be so defeated today!

Tang Luo saw that the two gods had reached a basic consensus, clapped his hands and said, "Look, everyone is a civilized person, why fight and kill what can be discussed." Demon King, you say yes. ”

Hearing this joke, his bloody face trembled and did not turn around, because he didn't even want to look at Tang Luo, and after the Demon King learned that Han Wu had died, he also lost the burden in his heart, and asked freely, "I don't know what Xiaoyou wants to discuss?

"Oh, it's not a big deal!" Tang Luo scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "I just want to ask Lord Blood God to occupy the three spiritual springs on the fifth floor of the underground palace, and then pollute the 100,000 acres of spiritual land with blood." ”

Quiet...... Then the bloody face turned around, full of shock.

"Boy, you even know the name of this seat!?"

Tang Luo nodded lightly and said: "The kid usually likes to read some ancient books, and the characteristics of the Blood God Lord are so distinct, if you can't see it, then the kid is too stupid." ”

The ancient gods and demons once said that there was a blood god in Longzhou, and the trillions of blood slaves fought with the dragon clan, and finally were killed by the dragon king, and the blood god was scattered, and hundreds of millions of blood slaves lost their ancestors and turned into unintelligent puppets to be manipulated.

This is the origin of the resource of the blood slave, at first he just thought that the blood slave was just the back hand left by the demon king, but when he found out that there was another one in the small spirit world, he faintly made some judgments.

Because Ji Fu once swore that there would be no more living people in the small spirit world, but no living people did not mean that there were no "divine souls".

Maybe the blood god that once made Longzhou tremble was hidden in the small spirit realm, and then seeing the bloody face outside the underground palace, Tang Luo was completely sure of his conjecture in his heart.

After hearing Tang Luo admit that he knew about it, the blood god quacked and laughed wildly: "Old friend, this seat will say that you have been deceived again." Since this kid knows the name of this seat, how dare he let this seat go alive, we are fooled!"

Although he used to be strong and unprovoked, he also clearly knew how corrupt his reputation was, especially for the human race, how could the weak demon bat have a demon beast that could win, and he could only set his sights on the weakest human race.

The reason why the blood slaves are mostly humanoid is because the human race was the most important blood food of the blood god back then, and it is precisely because of the weak human race that there is the rise of the blood god, and since the little ghost in front of him knows his origin, how can he let himself escape with the deep hatred between the human race and his blood sea.

The demon king's nervous spirit trembled, because he was afraid that his old friend was telling the truth and that he had been deceived again.

In his long life, he didn't have much to do with the human race, but every time the result ended in his failure, so he suddenly heard his old friend laughing wildly, which made him subconsciously think that he had been fooled again.

looked at the smug appearance of the blood god, and by the way, he was also frightened by the demon king's phantom figures.

Tang Luo sneered and said, "Lord Blood God, in order to prevent you from being arrested and studied within two days after escaping from the Little Spirit Realm, it is necessary for the kid to remind you. Now this world is the world of the human race. Therefore, the best blood food for you to hunt is precisely the most dangerous existence. ”

"A thousand years ago, on the continent, the Terrans might have been lambs to the slaughter in your eyes. A thousand years later, you will be a mobile blood slave maker in the eyes of the Terrans. You must protect yourself, once you show the news, I don't know how many people will beat your mind. ”

From the Blood God, Tang Luo could see many characteristics of the annoying elderly, such as stubbornness, arrogance, and being immersed in the glory of the past, but unwilling to admit the fact that he was already angry.

A thousand years have passed, and the Blood God actually thinks that as long as he can escape, he can quickly pull up an army of Blood God Sons, and then sweep back to become the Blood God Master recorded in the ancient books back then.

Don't be funny, if this thing dares to make a little movement now, Longzhou doesn't know how many martial artists at the peak of the fierce realm will dig three feet into the ground to find it, with the current martial arts era of combined attack techniques, a medium-sized village at random has the ability to destroy tens of millions of blood gods, and there are more than 100 such villages on both sides of the Lingjiang River.

It can only be said that this product still takes himself too seriously, a thousand years have passed, the powerful dragon clan has been imprisoned as slaves and spiritual weapon materials by the Imperial Beast Sect, and the blood god would actually think that Tang Luo would be afraid after knowing his origin.

Isn't that funny!?

The Blood God had never been so underestimated as he was now, and he stared at Tang Luo with an angry bloody face and said, "You dare to look down on this seat!? If you hadn't interrupted this seat's Great Blood Melting Technique, you would have become a blood slave of this seat, and you would have dared to speak so outrageously." ”

Proud, how could he believe the words in Tang Luo's mouth, and he was still immersed in the glory of the past and couldn't extricate himself.

Tang Luo naturally didn't bother to argue, and said to the Demon King's phantom: "Lord Demon King, this is the deal, you let all the remaining puppets come to the underground palace, and then let the blood god tainted the spiritual field on the fifth floor underground." I will start to carry the materials in the dungeon, and say to the Han clan people outside, you have raised blood slaves in the small spirit realm, polluted the spirit spring, and exterminated all spirit grass. As long as the Demon King can agree, I will not tell the descendants of the Han clan about the existence of the Blood God, what do you think?"

Although Tang Luo's words were full of disdain for the Blood God, he also expressed a very clear attitude, maybe the Blood God is really not a great existence for the current human race, and Tang Luo naturally will not tear up the letter because of his origin.

Such a statement could be more convincing to the Demon King than Tang Luo's swearing, because he could feel the sincere contempt and ridicule in the other party's tone.