Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2501 Chapter 2501
Good things always make living beings happy.

Such is the breath of hope on Xie Tian's body.

The same is true for becoming the little bell in Xie Tian's mind, even more powerful than he expected.

Xie Tian is seldom proud, especially in the days when Shen Shao passed away and he could no longer be praised by His Majesty.

But at this moment, his pride came from his heart, as if he had won a prize.

Award-winning, naturally have a speech.

Thank you Luo Shang.

Thanks Luo Tran.

Thanks Luo Zheng.

Thanks Rakshasa.

Of course, what should be most grateful is the blood essence that maintains the strict level of Raksha Prison.

The little bell has changed, but it hasn't changed.

Simply among the race of Rakshasa, Little Bell at this time is undoubtedly extremely powerful. According to Xie Tian's inexplicable induction, perhaps her deterrent power is not inferior to Luo Zheng.

But after getting out of the circle of Rakshasa, Little Bell is still extremely fragile, and even a random demon slayer in an extraterritorial battlefield can easily kill Little Bell.

"After all, it's just a seed..."

After the pride dissipated slowly, Xie Tian sighed secretly while patting Little Bell's back to comfort him.

Blood essence of the thirteen clans.

Thirteen Clan Blood Pool Patterns.

The first blood of Rakshasa in his body.

Twelve 36 blood world hole cards - the ancestral hall.

An ancestral hall that he created out of nothing with the breath of hope.

In addition, the ancient blood pool deep in the council of elders.

Every thing put on the table is enough to make the 36 blood world shake endlessly.

And Xie Tian, ​​relying on his unpredictable comprehension and wisdom, supplemented by his unconstrained whimsy, sublimates these things, sublimates, and then sublimates——

In the end, he achieved what only the true blood ancestors of the Raksha clan could do.

Of course, it's a bit of a stretch to say that.

To be precise, what Xie Tian did was to fuse the essence and blood of the thirteen Raksha clans together with the most unpredictable breath of hope.

But the blood flowing in Little Lingdang's body now is definitely not comparable to the blood ancestor who created the Rakshasa clan.

Therefore, the meaning of Xie Tian's doing this is to make little bell a certain possibility.

But it is this possibility that makes the aura escaping from Little Lingdang's body become the aura of king, overlord, and ruler...

The thirteen supercilious elders tried every means, such as throwing their bodies to the ground, trembling, moaning in despair...so as to make themselves look as humble as possible.

It seems that in the face of this kind of nobility of the overlord, only humbleness can survive.

But Xie Tian never thought of himself or the people around him as noble.

So he looked at the thirteen old men.

"Have you chosen the way to die?"

Pretentious, the most important thing is to echo back and forth.

Don't be afraid that if you talk big to the sky, even your ancestors don't believe it. As long as the final result is similar to what you said, forced karma will be a great success.

This is the current situation.

Because of the pretense that echoed back and forth, he gradually came to his senses in the interpretation of the extremely humble ancestors like the elders.

The adults pretended to be aggressive.

Adults are not adults.

My lord, the pretense was successful.

A seemingly ordinary journey of pretentiousness, only by carefully reviewing and savoring, can we know how shocking it is.

"My lord, he is not a Rakshasa, Rakshasa..."

This is the most deadly point in the turmoil that has disturbed the 36 blood world for more than half a year.

Only on this basis, the transformation of the little bell from a bastard who is not a human being, a Rakshasa is not a Rakshasa, stepping on the heads of all Rakshasa, can have real weight and weight.

But it is also because of this...

Even if Xie Tian is no longer an adult under the influence of Rakshasa's first blood, his words are still full of power.

"Yes!" Little Bell, whose whole body was warmed by Xie Tian's comfort, didn't know about her own changes, and said innocently, "Father asked you how you died!"

As soon as the words fell, there seemed to be an unknown aura rushing towards the 13th veteran following the words...

wow...

The breath of the 13th elder disappeared.

But the ancestors who didn't dare to look up at all, didn't see this weathered scene.

Little Bell's mouth turned into an "Oh" shape, and she looked at Xie Tian stupidly.

Xie Tian was also a little silly.

"Father, you are amazing!" After being dumbfounded, little Lingdang's eyes were filled with admiration immediately, turning into little shining stars, "It turns out that father has already chosen the way of death for them!"

Xie Tian touched his nose in embarrassment, and was about to speak when Little Bell's body softened and fell into his arms.

Little Bell's fainting is tantamount to liberating the ancestors including Luo Mei.

"Master, master, young lady, she..."

"It's nothing."

Xie Tian secretly sighed.

This is why he was dumbfounded before.

He was very clear about what he had done and to what extent he had done it, and he was sure that even if Little Bell had the power to overwhelm Rakshasa, he would not have the power to match it.

And killing, no matter what method is used to kill, requires strength.

Little Lingdang, who just lacks strength, can kill thirteen ancestors who are much more terrifying than Zhou Ding with a single innocent sentence. Where does the power come from?
From the foundation.

"Fortunately, it didn't damage the foundation, it's just unstable..."

After pondering for a while, Xie Tian looked at the chief deacon of the council of elders, Luo Fen.

"Lead the way to the parliament."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Without the Senate of the Elders, it is no longer a parliament, but an ancient and commemorative place of interest.

Xie Tian, ​​naturally saw Luo Shang again.

Even if you look at it casually, you can still find the trace of hope that the other party dare not reveal anymore and hide in the bottom of his eyes, which is gloomy because of his arrival.

"Now, even if you want to find a helper, you can't find it, my lord."

When passing by Luo Shang, Luo Mei said something with a half-smile.

Luo Shang smiled inexplicably, looking silly and dumbfounded.

Luo Mei thought about it, smiled and blew on Luo Shang.

"That's it, huh... little bell... oh no, to be precise, it should be your granddaughter, Lord Hall Master, who took a breath and killed thirteen elders. If Lord Bell knows, she will be very happy, isn't it?" what..."

When the voice fell, Luo Shang's smile turned into crying.

And his breath of life gradually left his body amidst the cries of extreme fear, extreme despair, and loss of everything.

When Luo Shang completely lost his breath of life, Xie Tian, ​​who was holding the little bell, also came to the ancient blood pool.

The nine ancestral halls are gone.

This ancient blood pool, the most precious in the 36-blood world, is less unpredictable and mysterious.

Finding that there was not much essence and blood left in the pool, Xie Tian frowned slightly, and gently put the little bell into the ancient blood pool.

Then he turned his head and looked at the ancestors who followed him into the ancient blood pool.

"Don't make such an expression, I have always said that I am the heir of the evil emperor."

Xie Tian smiled, and then said something that was extremely inconsistent with the identity of the Evil Emperor's successor.

"Go to the Burial Sea to inquire about the news of the battlefield outside the domain, and don't come in here again," Xie Tian pointed to the small bell in the ancient blood pool, and smiled proudly, "The old man is gone, and my daughter is still there, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)