The Serpent Man of the Global Gods starts

Chapter 38 Perfect Blood Core

On the island of wind, the snake tribe is in panic,

It has been three months since I migrated here.

The entire army of the Holy Legion was annihilated. The news made all the snake people including Duolu twitch hard in their hearts.

The most powerful legion of the Snakeman tribe was also fearless, and it was gone in the blink of an eye.

Doru worked hard to maintain the situation, so as not to let his faith go back.

The victories of several sea battles, especially the performance of Hongluo, the stinging dragon hovering in the sky every day.

Finally, the confidence of the snake people was pulled back a little.

As things turned around, Doru's concerns grew.

He knew more information, the destruction of the Holy Legion was to kill a death lord.

The undead army invaded, and among them was a death lord with seventh-level strength, who was the commander.

After the Holy Legion covered the tribe's breakout, they were ordered to besiege and kill the death lord, severely wounding the death lord.The death lord fled, but the Holy Legion did not break out.

Some time ago in the sea, it was another death lord who fought with Hongluo.

The skeleton camp revealed two seventh-order death lords.

Facing this kind of enemy, there is no possibility of counterattacking back in the near future.

The snake god's response was not as clear as before, as if he was busy with other things.

"Sacrifice!"

Hearing the oracle, Duolu was overjoyed, and immediately went back to gather his tribe.

"My lord oracle, hold a sacrifice."

In the snake tribe, there was a festive atmosphere. They took out their treasured delicacies, and every household rejoiced and gathered together to sing and laugh.

Forget about the war for a moment.

Under the auspices of Duolu, the sacrifice began.

The little black stone swallowed a ray of divine power and emitted a mysterious light.

"Reminder, the Snake People held a thick and huge sacrifice for you."

"Hint, this sacrifice was blessed by ancient power."

"Hint, you have obtained 4000 strands of perfect divine power."

"Hint, you got the miraculous building - Garden of Truth."

"Hint, your 169 drops of divine blood have been tempered and transformed into the divine blood of the snake man."

"Hint, the spirituality of the Crimson Fish has been improved."

"Hint, after the ancient sacrifices, your God's Domain has undergone some changes."

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In the Kingdom of God, the smell of blood left by Sa Ganmu was swept away.

On the fingertips, there was a rolling blood clot, and an unknown change had taken place inside.

The power of the ancient sacrificial priest seemed to complement the information of the snake man's divine blood inside, making it easier for Nie Chong to read.

It seems to be pregnant with something more advanced.

With the end of the sacrifice, Nie Chong sent 169 blood of the gods to the lower realm, integrated into the body of the general believers, and created a new holy army.

Afterwards, he entered the state of retreat and analyzed the fingertip blood cells.

The divine power burned, and a massive amount of information flowed out, and the flow of information turned into a vortex, reverberating in the kingdom of God.

The blood clot continued to be peeled off layer by layer, becoming less and less, and Nie Chong's aura became stronger day by day.

In the end, there was only a gray mud-like thing left on the fingertips.

This group of things is extremely vicious, exuding endless negative energy, trying to distort and destroy everything.

Except for the temple, the rest of the Kingdom of God was affected.

"That's what vampires are at their core."

Nie Chong was watching the distorted energy, expressionless.

If this distorted energy appeared before he got the Vampire Prince, Nie Chong would throw it out as far as he could.

At this moment, he was very calm.

In addition to this distorted energy, there are three other light clusters.

The dragon-shaped light group represents the power of the dragon.

The gray light group represents the power of death.

The crimson light cluster that is constantly boiling represents decomposition and refinement, the law of the blood river.

These three groups are all stripped from the Vampire Prince, the most important part.

The power of blood does not account for a large proportion of it, or even very little, less than one percent.

Dark power also accounts for less than one percent.

"I have a little understanding of the secret of the blood race."

The distorted light cluster and the polluted atmosphere have already begun to affect the temple.

Nie Chong didn't want to wait any longer. With a flick of his finger, the distorted ball of light flew into the crimson boiling light ball, the law of the blood river.

The two met and met the sworn enemy.

One party issued a distorted breath, distorting the law of the blood river to collapse; the law of the blood river did not show any weakness, disintegrated and washed away the twisted light group, and turned it into its own power.

The two sides launched a life-and-death struggle.

"rise!"

Nie Chong spat out a word, and in the light group of the law of the blood river, rainbow bridges appeared, entangled with each other, forming a cage, trapping the distorted energy in it.

Countless exquisite divine power structures are formed in the rainbow light, locking the twisted energy layer by layer, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand layers, automatically evolving, tens of millions, billions of layers.

Trapped the distorted energy inside completely.

The crimson boiling energy, the law of the blood river turned into crystals, a delicate work of art.

A blood-red crystal that looks like an ellipse. There are countless crystal lights inside the crystal. Those crystal lights disappear every moment, and new crystal lights reappear every moment. It looks extremely beautiful.

In the Kingdom of God, the distorted breath dissipated and returned to normal.

"This appearance is the core of the real vampire prince. What kind of rubbish was that Saganmu before?"

The so-called vampires are actually two parts, Distortion and Blood River; these two parts come from the same source and devour each other, but neither can exist without the other, and cannot exist alone.Part of the distortion destroys the crazy side, and part of the blood river is the side of washing and purification.

These two guys don't accept each other, they fight every day, but they have the same origin, one will not die and the other will not die; the distorted power comes from the heart, and it is growing stronger all the time, often beating the blood river to the ground.

Blood River can find foreign aid by sucking blood. After sucking blood, decompose and refine other people's blood templates, it will become very powerful, and when it goes back, it will beat the twisted light ball all over the ground.

The distorted light group developed secretly again, and within a few days, defeated Blood River again.

The entanglement between the two parties has continued like this.

As for the third-party death force, it can be used as a battlefield.These two fight each other, the destructive power is too great, the normal body can't bear it, but given a dead body, it is not afraid of being destroyed.

A tinkerer, a vandal.

"After arriving at the prince, Blood River has gained an absolute upper hand, and there is no need to suck blood."

Nie Chong took the blood-red oval gem and observed it in front of his eyes.

"The structure I deduced with perfect divine power doesn't even need the body of the undead, and can be directly replaced with a normal body to live."

With a touch of the hand, the scattered energy returns and gathers towards the blood-red crystal.

Nie Chong reshaped the body of the prince's core, using the snake-man template.

As the god of snake people, he only has the template of snake people.To be more precise, it is a red radish template.

(End of this chapter)