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Chapter 388 The Old Ancestor of the Blood Race(1/2)

The Blood Sword of the Three Realms Soul!

The magical power of the soul, infinite external force, all spiritual mysteries, and the understanding of the laws of the world are integrated into this sword.

Prince Solor's eyes burst out with a gleam of light, and he suddenly pointed at Moro!

Suddenly, the Blood Sword of the Three Realms Soul stabbed towards Moro's throat with infinite blood!

The speed is reaching the limit!

Moro didn't hide. If he wanted to hide, he could of course do so.

But the Blood Sword of the Three Realms Soul has locked its consciousness on Moro. So no matter how Moro hides, he will still have to face the Blood Sword of the Three Realms Soul in the end.

boom!

The blood sword of the Three Realms Soul stabbed into Moro's throat.

This bloody sword pierced Moro's throat.

Luo Jun and others couldn't help being surprised when they saw this.

Wallein couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this.

But old Prince Solor's face was solemn.

He knows that now is the real game.

The Yuanshen Blood Sword, with its infinite secrets, wants to drain all of Moro's essence and blood.

But Moro is also using his powerful cell decomposition ability to decompose the secret of the blood sword.

"The wind is turning!" Prince Thorol shouted.

He wants to use the Yuanshen Blood Sword to strangle him.

Moro shouted sharply, stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade of Yuanshen Blood Sword.

The two sides are at a stalemate!

This was an unforgettable scene. Moro's throat was pierced, but nothing happened to him.

Moro clung to the Blood Sword of the Three Realms Soul.

Sweat suddenly fell from the forehead of old Prince Solor. It could be seen that the old prince was very strenuous.

"Roar!" Moro suddenly roared and pulled out the Blood Sword of the Three Realms Soul from his throat. Then, Moro grabbed the Blood Sword of the Three Realms Soul and sent it towards his mouth.

Click click click!

The Soul Blood Sword instantly shattered inch by inch under Moro's bite!

The old prince Solor was shocked. The Three Realms Soul Blood Sword was formed from his own energy, mana, and soul.

This is the essence of Prince Solor's magical elixir. If it is really swallowed by Moro, old Prince Solor will lose at least half of his power.

"Dismissal!" At this moment, old Prince Solor shouted loudly.

The Three Realms Soul Blood Sword immediately disappeared into thin air. The essence of the magical elixir in it immediately transformed into a red bird that flapped its wings and flew towards the sky.

Although Moro is powerful, he cannot fly.

So soon, Suzaku returned to the eyebrows of old Prince Solor.

"If you have any other means, just use it." Moro shouted at Prince Solor.

Although Prince Thorol still has many methods, he has already used all his powerful methods. But they are all helpless to Moro.

Prince Solor knew that he was no match for Moro.

Prince Thorol took a deep breath, and then his body returned to its normal form. He became the old man again.

Moro laughed when he saw this, and then he returned to his normal form.

However, his clothes were in tatters, so Luo Jun immediately handed over his coat to Moro.

Moro put it on.

At this moment, Jialan Apartment was already in a mess.

"Your Highness, should you admit that we have the ability to kill you now?" Luo Jun and others followed. Luo Jun stood up and asked.

Prince Thorol's expression turned extremely ugly.

He glanced at Luo Jun and said, "I must go back and discuss with my ancestors what you said. I can't give you a reply now."

"Now that you're here, I think it's better not to leave." Shen Feng said coldly.

Luo Jun also meant this.

This old prince has a high level of cultivation and is a formidable enemy. If he joins forces with his ancestors, it will not be a good thing for Moro.

It is better to control him first. This way, you will have more bargaining chips.

After hearing what Shen Feng said, Wallein immediately opened his eyes angrily and said, "What do you mean?"

Shen Feng glanced at Wallein and said word by word: "I said you guys should not leave once you're here. Don't you understand what I mean?"

Luo Jun also smiled and said: "Wallein, it seems that you stopped me from leaving yesterday. How can you be so confident now? We have been beaten and scolded now. Do you want to talk to me now? gentleman?"

Wallein was furious, but his ability to argue was far inferior to that of Luo Jun.

Solor waved his hand to signal Wallein to shut up.

He looked at Moro again and said: "Your body is physically stronger than ever before. Today I admit defeat and I will let you do whatever you want."

A lazy smile appeared on Moro's face, and he said: "I work for Luo Jun, so I won't deal with you. How to deal with it depends on Luo Jun."

A slight strange color flashed in Prince Solor's eyes. He didn't understand what was happening in front of him. He didn't understand how Luo Jun, with such low abilities, could be submissive to a strong man like Moro.

Luo Jun immediately said: "Moluo, I want this prince to be no match for me for at least one year. It's up to you."

"That's easy to handle!" After Moro finished speaking, he suddenly took action.

Moro dodged and charged towards Prince Solor.

Prince Solor couldn't avoid it and was immediately knocked out with a bang.

Prince Solor was knocked a full thirty meters away, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

"Your Highness?" Wallein was shocked. He glanced at everyone hatefully, and then hurriedly ran towards the old Prince Thorol.

Prince Thorol was definitely seriously injured this time. All the internal organs, energy and spirit of his body were knocked to pieces by Moro.

Later, both of them, including Prince Walrein and Prince Solor, were also locked in the apartment.

As long as Moro is here, no one can save them.

The living room of the apartment was already a mess.

Shen Mo Nong immediately asked Guoan's friends to find someone to repair it.

It's not too much trouble, it's just that the ground is a bit more damaged.

If Luo Jun hadn't spoken in time, the entire apartment would have been destroyed.

Afterwards, everyone went to discuss matters in the living room on the second floor.

In the living room, the light is white. Everyone is sitting and standing.

Shen Mo Nong said in a deep voice: "Now that the old prince has been captured by us, we will definitely offend the vampire clan."

Moro said: "Why bother with such deliberate trouble? According to me, just kill them all. In this way, the entire industry belonging to the Deke Kang family in Bor State will be ours."

At Moro's level, it seems that he alone can kill the entire vampire clan.

Luo Jun pondered.

Shen Feng said: "If we really want to kill, there is no rush. There is an ancestor of the blood clan who has not taken action. Although you are powerful, Moro, I am afraid that even if you can defeat this ancestor, you will not be able to kill him." He. Once that situation really comes to pass, we can negotiate. But if we kill all these people, there will be no room for negotiation at all."

"What the elder brother is thinking is exactly what I am worried about." Luo Jun said immediately. "Let's wait until we meet that ancestor. Now that the old Prince Solor has been captured by us, I think that ancestor

We must take action.”

No one could ignore the ancestor of the Vampire Clan.

Even the God-Emperors back then were unable to eliminate it!

This night, Luo Jun and others spent the night safely and soundly.

But they all know that the real storm is yet to come.

It’s not that the blood clan’s heritage isn’t deep enough.

The key is, no one can resist Moro. Not even the old prince, let alone the other nine princes.

This is not a competition of magic power, Moro's physical body is simply too powerful.

It is estimated that even if Moro goes to attack the divine domain, if people like the God Emperor and the Great Emperor of China do not take action, it will be difficult for anyone to stop Moro.

Although Luo Jun's Jialan Palace has just opened, with an ancient god like Moro sitting in charge, it can be considered a profound foundation.

Wallein and old Prince Solor were locked in the same room.

At this moment, old Prince Solor seemed much older.
To be continued...
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