boom!

As the words fell, the blood-colored altar suddenly expanded, directly expanding from a size of tens of meters square to hundreds of feet in size, covering the blood-colored stone platform below, exuding a terrifying power.

The blood god formation is engraved on the blood god altar. Although Wang Teng cannot absorb a large amount of original blood to activate it like last time, the talented blood sea above his head at this moment has become another source of power.

And the Blood God's projection can also be used to control the Blood God's formation. It's really a coincidence.

If the Blood God clone can take advantage of the current environment, it only needs to open the Blood God altar to half of its level, which will be enough to deter the current situation.

"this!"

The vampire dark species below felt the power from the Blood God Altar, and their faces were filled with horror. They looked at the figure above the Blood God Altar in disbelief.

So brave!

This is too courageous!

It’s okay to contradict Lord Demon Lord, but now he actually dares to attack Lord Demon Lord. What makes this guy so brave?

Is it the courage of the dragon?

The blood-melted boy's hole shrank, and the original joy of being sure of victory completely disappeared, and suddenly there was a feeling that the situation was gradually losing control.

"This madman!"

Its expression was extremely ugly, as if it had been force-fed a mouthful of shit. It wanted to vomit but couldn't. It was so disgusting that it died.

"So... so brave!" Xuegemu looked up at this scene and didn't know how to describe it. In the end, he only uttered these three words.

"Heh...hehehe..."

A low laugh came from the mouth of the demon-level being. The blood mist on its body rolled violently, and its figure slowly rose, finally leveling with the blood god's clone. It looked at him indifferently and said:

“It’s so interesting!”

"A junior at the Demon King level not only dares to contradict me, but also dares to attack me. I really haven't encountered anything like this in many years."

"You met today." The Blood God clone said calmly.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" the demon-level being asked.

"I have the same question for you, are you... afraid of death?" The Blood God clone tilted his head, a pair of scarlet eyes looking directly at the other person on the expressionless blood mask, and grinned.

"Okay! Very good!" The demon-level being laughed angrily: "I want to kill you more and more!"

"It should be interesting to kill a bloody child!"

boom!

As soon as the words fell, a roar sounded, and the blood mist on its body had completely exploded, turning into blood-colored tentacles and sweeping towards the blood god's clone.

"Wait a minute!" the Blood God clone suddenly said.

"What? Are you scared now?" The bloody tentacle froze in mid-air, and the demon-level being asked jokingly.

"No, I just want to ask, which clan are you from?" the Blood God clone asked curiously.

"..." That demon-level dark species.

As soon as this question came out, the eyes of the dozen or so Demon Lord-level beings around them started to flicker slightly.

"When I kill you, you will naturally know."

After a moment of silence, the demon-level dark species stopped staying. With a wave of his hand, the bloody tentacles shot out, penetrated the space, and rushed into the area covered by the Blood God Altar.

"The Blood God Formation, start!"

A cold light flashed in the blood god's clone's eyes, and he drank loudly.

boom!

A burst of blood-red light suddenly erupted on the Blood God Altar, and complex blood-red runes lit up, quickly connecting to form a huge and complicated formation.

The next moment, the formation rose in the light, turned into a phantom above the blood god's clone, and slowly rotated.

Peng Peng Peng...

As the formation rotated, the bloody tentacles that rushed into the Blood God Altar exploded instantly and turned into clouds of blood mist, which were absorbed by the formation.

"nice!"

The Blood God clone seemed to have discovered Hua Dian, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to the demon-level dark species: "A little more! A little more! Your blood mist is a great supplement to my formation.

.”

"..." A rare trace of depression appeared in the heart of that demon-level being, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Xue Zan, I didn't expect that your methods would be used as nourishment by a junior to deny the formation." On the side, a demon-level being suddenly said with a smile.

"It's just relying on the power of the formation!" the Blood-crippled Demon Lord said calmly, as if he didn't care at all.

boom!

It stretched out one hand again, and blood mist suddenly gathered in the sky, turning into a huge palm. It seemed to be engraved with some strange blood-colored runes, exuding terrifying power, and slowly pressed down from the top of its head.
Chapter completed!