The dozen Demon Lord-level beings couldn't help laughing, as if they heard something extremely interesting.

"alright!"

A demon-level being sitting in the middle waved his hand and said, "You must all be very concerned about the ownership of the Blood God Altar, so I won't talk nonsense."

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked, knowing that Lord Demon Lord must have made a decision.

"The ancestor's will is that the Blood God Altar is controlled by... Xuezi!" the demon-level being said calmly.

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There was an uproar below.

"Sir!" Xue Mike's expression changed, and he immediately said: "The Blood God Altar is of great importance, how can it be controlled by one person alone? If there is an accident, the Blood God Altar that was finally found will be lost again.

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"Yes, sir, the Blood God Altar is too important to my vampire clan, so we must be careful." Blood Bard of the Toridor clan also said quickly.

"Sir, please think twice!"

…

All of a sudden, all the clan members who supported Xue Mi Ke spoke up one after another, hoping that the Demon Lord-level being would take back this will.

There was a hint of joy in the eyes of the Xue Gemu and the Xue Tai tribe. They chose to support the "Xue Jue" and took a certain risk.

They are not sure of the final ownership of the Blood God Altar. If it fails in the end, they are likely to be squeezed out by several other major forces.

So this is a gamble!

If they win the bet, they can get certain rights to use the Blood God Altar, but if they lose the bet, they will get nothing.

Fortunately, now, the ancestor's will has come out, and it is almost a certainty.

"Do you also want to disobey the will of the ancestor?" The demon-level being headed by the leader asked calmly.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura instantly burst out from his body, sweeping across the entire square below.

All the dark species' expressions changed drastically, and their bodies froze in place.

The terrifying aura of the Demon Lord level is simply not something that the Demon Emperor level can withstand.

"Sir, we don't dare!" Xemik said hurriedly with a trace of fear in his eyes.

It knew that its words just now had angered Lord Demon Lord, and it dared not speak out in its heart, so it could only bow its head.

"The will of the Ancestor cannot be changed." The leader of the demon-level existence said calmly: "However, the Ancestor has not given you a chance. You can compete for the ownership of the Blood God Altar. Which clan's genius will be the same?

If you can defeat Xuezi, you can wrest control of the Blood God Altar from him."

The darkness below suddenly fell silent. I didn't expect such a turn. I was really surprised and happy.

In this way, they may not have a chance to obtain the Blood God Altar.

Even if they capture the Blood God Altar, they can legitimately control the Blood God Altar without having to share it with other clans.

This is many times better than their previous plan.

A ball of light burst out in Xue Mike's eyes, and the depression in his heart suddenly disappeared. He almost couldn't help but want to laugh three times.

OK!

good!

As expected, Lord Demon Lord is still on the side of the Thirteen Clan, and there is no way he would let the Thirteen Clan feel cold just for the sake of a blood clan from the lower realm.

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but look at the Blood God clone, with a trace of pride on its face.

The expressions of Xuegemu and the dark race of the Xi Tai clan changed, and they had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Among the major clans, there are still some unborn geniuses. These geniuses are prepared to deal with the geniuses of other dark races and will not appear easily.

In this inheritance competition, only the geniuses with nobler bloodlines among the thirteen clans were sent out, not the strongest geniuses.

After all, the people of the Thirteen Clan never imagined that a genius from the lower realm could not even do anything to a demon emperor-level existence.

Therefore, if the geniuses of the thirteen clans can compete for the Blood God Altar, then the problem will be serious.

Although the realm of "Blood Jue" has reached the peak of the Demon King level, can a genius from the lower realm compare with the geniuses in their clan?

The background is not on the same level at all.

Obviously, Xuegemu also believed that the Blood God's clones were able to defeat them before because of the power of the Blood God's formation, rather than his true strength, so he was not that optimistic about his true strength.

"Lord Ancestor has always been fair. Whoever is stronger will be allowed to control the Blood God Altar. You should fight for it yourself." The demon-level being headed by the leader took a deep look at the Blood God clone and said.

Xue Gemu and other dark species hesitated to speak, and their expressions were not very good.

In fact, Lord Demon Lord has already talked about this matter, and it is not easy for them to refute it.

"Hahaha..." Xue Mike looked at Xue Gemu and others' expressions as if they had eaten shit. He couldn't help but burst out laughing. He saluted the demon-level being on the high platform and said loudly: "Your Excellency is wise.

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"hateful!"

Behind Xuegemu, a dark noble of the Ganggro clan cursed unwillingly.

Xuegemu's face looked uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Are you happy... too early?"

At this time, a dull and cold voice suddenly came slowly from the high platform.

All the dark species were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the place where the sound came from, their faces looking a little strange.

The person who spoke was the blood god's clone!

Xugemu's expression changed slightly. Judging from previous contacts, this guy is not an easy person to talk to. Now that he suddenly said such words, he felt that the other party might be... causing trouble!

But this time the situation is different.

That was a demon-level being, and in the face of absolute strength, no amount of words would be of any use.

It was suddenly very worried that the blood god's clone would act stupidly and really contradict the Lord Demon Lord, which would not end well.

Even if Xue Jue becomes a blood son, he must maintain enough respect when facing the Demon Lord.

What's more, this matter is the will of the ancestor, how can he change it?

"This kid is really looking for death!" Xue Mik also looked at the Blood God clone, his face full of teasing, and he couldn't help but sneered.

Dare to contradict Lord Demon Lord, he wants to see how this guy will die?

"Xue Jue, do you have anything else to say?" The leader of the demon-level existence turned his gaze to Wang Teng and asked indifferently.

"There is one thing I want to ask." The Blood God clone smiled lightly, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "My Blood God altar, who can fight for it if they want? Do you have my consent?"

quiet!

The surroundings suddenly fell into dead silence!

Every glance fell on the blood god's clone, full of shock and horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Crazy! Crazy!

This guy really dares to contradict Lord Demon???

It's dying!

Even Xue Mi Ke could not have imagined that the blood god's clone would be so fierce and contradict the Lord Demon Lord without any tact.

What it didn't even dare to do, this guy did it.

court death!

This is really just seeking death!

Xuemic was stunned, with a confused face. It guessed that "Xue Jue" would cause trouble, but it never thought that he would be so direct and intense.

It's over, something is going to happen!

Something big is going to happen!

All the vampires of the dark race could feel the tense atmosphere at this moment. Their eyes were fixed on the Blood God clone and the dozen or so Demon Lord-level beings on the stone platform, and they held their breath.

Storm is coming!

This is simply the calm before the storm!

They seem to be able to predict what's going to happen next.

Lord Demon Lord will never let this "Blood Jue" off lightly!

The eyes of the dozen Demon Lord-level beings all fell on the Blood God clone. It seemed that they no longer had the "kindness" before. Their indifferent eyes were like terrifying giant beasts staring closely at a weak prey.

generally.

If he were an ordinary low-level Demon King-level being, facing the gaze of so many Demon Lord-level beings at this moment, his legs would probably become weak.

But the Blood God clone was still fearless, looking at them calmly, without any ripples, as calm as an abyss.
To be continued...