Wang Teng felt a little embarrassed.

Facing a demon-level being, and a high-level demon-level being at that, the lack of pressure is definitely a lie.

The reason why he dared to confront the opponent head-on was entirely because of the power of the Blood God Altar.

Without this method, he would have no choice but to throw out the mysterious animal skin and run for his life.

Now, I can barely do it.

only……

His body cannot move lightly, and it will only appear when there is really no other way.

There is still a huge difference between the blood god's clone and his true body. Compared with ordinary warriors, the blood god's clone possesses the body of the blood god, which is of course extremely powerful.

But compared with Wang Teng's body, it is still much weaker.

The Blood God's clone simply does not have as many powerful physiques as the original body, and naturally cannot exert power that far exceeds the limit of the universe.

Fortunately, the main body is in the blood god's body. Wang Teng hid the swallowing space in the blood god's body, which can be used to use some means.

For example, various origin powers, as well as the power of space, the power of time, etc.!

At this moment, various thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately made a decision.

"That's the only way to use it!"

Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and he raised a hand. The power of space lingered and gathered in his hand.

outside world.

The Blood God clone looked at the Blood-Remnant Demon Lord walking towards him step by step, feeling the terrifying power erupting from the blood-red sword light. He knew that he could no longer withstand the opponent's attack with the power of the formation alone.

Demon level!

And it’s a high-ranking Demon Lord!

Coupled with the power of the holy weapon.

Ordinary demon-level beings may not be able to withstand it.

What's more, Wang Teng's blood god formation has not been activated to the extreme and can only exert half of its power. Therefore, even a god-level formation cannot completely withstand the attack of the demon-level being.

boom!

The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord walked step by step, the void shook, and the blood-red sword light shot straight into the sky, becoming more and more intense, emitting terrifying fluctuations in the force.

The Blood God Formation has begun to vibrate, and the bloody barrier on it is constantly shaking, as if it has been affected by the terrifying sword light, and will collapse at any time if it cannot hold on.

Even before the knife was drawn, it had already caused terrible consequences.

The power of this knife can be imagined!

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that Xue Zan is serious about it!" A demon-level being couldn't help but said.

"Ah, nonsense. I even took out the bloody mad sword. Can I not be serious?"

"I wonder if that "Blood Jue" can still block this blow."

"I think Xuan! After all, that "Blood Jue" is only at the lower level of the Demon Emperor and cannot fully activate the Blood God Formation."

"Yes, it seems that the result is already determined."

…

The Demon Lord-level beings all started talking. They all looked down upon Wang Teng and felt that he would surely fall into the hands of the Blood-crippled Demon Lord.

The gap in strength is so huge that there is no comparison at all.

The blood god's clone didn't know this. At this moment, his expression became serious. His scarlet eyes stared closely at the blood-crippled demon king walking across from him. The second-level blood god's body was activated to the extreme by him.

boom!

Wisps of scarlet light burst out from his body and merged into the Blood God Altar below.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, blood-red light pillars shot straight into the sky from the four corners of the Blood God Altar, instantly connecting with the phantom of the Blood God's formation.

Boom!

The blood god formation erupted with a roar, and then it started running wildly as if it was equipped with a small electric motor, and soon there was only an afterimage left.

"Struggle!"

A burst of deep laughter came from the mouth of the Blood-crippled Demon Lord. It didn't pay attention to all this at all, as if it was just a joke.

"The more you struggle, the more pleasure you make me!"

"Are you a pervert?" The Blood God clone suddenly asked with a very serious look.

"..." The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord's voice suddenly stopped.

There was a burst of sneers all around, and someone was laughing in a low voice.

"Junior, are you eager to seek death?" The Blood-crippled Demon Lord's face turned dark and he said gloomily.

"No!" The Blood God clone shook his head and said, "I am in a hurry to send you on your way."

"court death!!"

The Blood-crippled Demon Lord narrowed his eyes, and anger welled up in his heart.

It has discovered it. Every time it talks to this kid, it doesn't even require a few words, and it gets angry.

This guy has such a bad mouth!

"What a shame!" The blood god's clone suddenly changed his face, yelled loudly, and cursed unceremoniously: "Old man, who do you think you are? You are just trying to show off to me. I thought you were all good before. He is an ancestor-level figure, and he is somewhat fair. I didn’t expect that he is just a group of old silver coins who are plotting this and that. Isn’t it a shame to plot against a junior like me?”

"Don't you think it's embarrassing? I feel ashamed for you. Don't you want the Blood God Altar? Come on, come and get it. If you can't get it, you will be my grandson."

"???" The Bloody Demon Lord was stunned by the scolding, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the blood mist on his body rolled violently.

It was actually scolded bloody by a junior?

This is the first time I have lived for so long.

Although what this kid said is correct, it is indeed plotting against the Blood God Altar, but this is not what the ancestor meant.

If it were anyone else, they would probably recognize it.

After all, the Blood God Altar does play an extremely important role for the Vampire Clan and cannot be controlled by one person.

Only in the hands of the clan is it most secure.

Who knew that this guy was like a fool, he just accepted death, no one could touch his things, and he didn't know how to compromise at all.

He even acted like a madman, biting whoever he caught.

Doesn’t it just say a few more words?

As a result, this kid couldn't let go of it. Not only did he contradict it, but he also took action against it.

Is this something that a low-level Demon King can do?

As a demon-level being, anyone who sees it would not be respectful and trembling with fear on weekdays, and would not even dare to speak loudly to it.

It's good now, a low-level Demon King actually caught him and scolded him?

This... this is simply unbearable!

"..."

The group of vampire dark nobles below were completely down, looking at the Blood God clone as if they were seeing ghosts.

This guy actually scolded Lord Demon Lord bloody!

Is he really not afraid of death?

If you scold Lord Demon Lord like this, you will die miserably, right?

The demon-level beings all fell into a strange silence, looking at each other, extremely surprised.

At this moment, even they wanted to give a thumbs up to the "Blood Jue".

This guy is really talented!

You must know that even they don't dare to scold the Blood-crippled Demon Lord like this. After all, scolding someone like this will definitely lead to a deadly feud.

At their level, it is impossible to form a life-and-death feud with other powerful people just for some verbal disputes. This is completely against their interests.

"What? You got what I said and got angry? Want to hit me? Come on, come on, if I frown, you will be my grandson." The Blood God clone continued to shout.

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

This guy is really impatient with life.

And can you stop using the word "grandson" every time you say it? How brave are you to be the grandfather of a demon-level being?

More importantly, if I frown, you will be my grandson!

In the end, whether or not your grandson will be co-authored depends on your mood, right?
To be continued...