The First Thousand One Hundred and Forty-Six Chapters

On the top of the Demon Monument, Lu Ming's bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument, and the huge stele sensed each other, radiating light and shaking constantly.

At this moment, the vibration is getting stronger and stronger.

hum!

The huge stone stele made a humming sound, and the whole mountain vibrated. On the ground, there were huge boulders bursting, and the stone stele was actually rising slowly.

The stone tablet rose, and it seemed that it was going to leave the mountain with the blood of the prison-suppressing tablet.

Slowly, the stone tablet rose inch by inch. It seemed that there was a section of the stone tablet embedded in the mountain.

boom!

Suddenly, under the stone tablet, a terrifying aura erupted.

This breath, peerless and domineering, dominates the world.

At the same time, a monstrous demonic energy permeated out, as if a supreme troll was about to be born.

In the monstrous demonic energy, Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing vaguely saw that under the stone tablet, there was a tall figure. This man was a middle-aged man, with a burly stature, black hair scattered, and demonic power looming over the sky, like a demon god. generally.

"The breath of the emperor, this is an emperor, a demon emperor!"

Lu Ming's heart trembled. On this figure, he felt the mighty coercion of the emperor, which was the unique coercion of the emperor.

"Could it be that under this stele, an emperor and a demon emperor were suppressed!"

Lu Ming's thoughts turned sharply, and he thought a lot.

"Hahaha, after so many years, this emperor was finally able to escape!"

An excited roar came from the mouth of the ghost, and the terrifying aura was powerful and impacted on Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.

Lu Ming's five-color artistic conception circled around his body, his true essence jumped, and his dragon power burst out, resisting this pressure.

On the top of Xie Nianqing's head, the blood of the demons emerged, and the demonic energy bloomed, blocking this breath.

"No, I can't let this Demon Sovereign be born, otherwise, Xiaoqing and I are not enough for him to slap him!"

Lu Ming's thoughts turned, his eyes condensed, and his mind completely sank into the blood of the prison monument.

"Bring me back!"

Lu Ming roared in his heart,

At the spine, the blood is filled with light, and the bloodline of the prison monument is fully controlled, and the bloodline of the prison monument is to be recovered.

hum!

The bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument vibrated violently, and was slowly pulled back by Lu Ming inch by inch.

"Come back! Come back to me!"

Lu Ming kept roaring in his heart, the blood light seemed to be turned into reality, and his eyes turned red.

call out!

In the end, the bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument was pulled back by Lu Ming, turned into a ray of blood and flew into Lu Ming's spine and disappeared.

boom!

The bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument was withdrawn, and the light of the huge stele dimmed and fell down again.

"Do not!"

Under the stone tablet, there was an unwilling roar.

With a roar, the huge stone tablet was under heavy pressure, and the entire mountain shook violently.

The monstrous magic power also disappeared in an instant. Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing lightened their bodies and exhaled a long breath at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes.

The two of them also did not expect that on this Demon Tablet Mountain, a Demon Emperor was actually suppressed. It is no wonder that all the Demon Races who entered here died. It must be the Demon Emperor who did it.

"Lu Ming, the reason why I feel that my blood is throbbing and has a strong attraction is mostly because of this Demon Emperor!"

Xie Nianqing whispered.

"It should be so!"

Lu Ming nodded, Xie Nianqing was because of this Demon Sovereign, and he was because of this huge stele, a broken stele.

"What the hell is this stone tablet? Why can it be related to the bloodline of my prison tablet?"

Lu Ming had many questions in his heart.

"Boy, use your blood to let this emperor go out!"

At this moment, a thick voice came from under the prison monument.

It's the Demon King!

"Senior, you are the Demon Sovereign, and the two of us are only low-level existences of spiritual gods. If you let you out, if you slap us to death, wouldn't we be wronged!"

Lu Ming pondered for a while and said.

"Haha, since you know that this emperor is a demon emperor, why would you do such a thing? If you save this emperor, you are the benefactor of this emperor, and this emperor will definitely have a big reward!"

Under the stone tablet, the Demon Emperor continued to speak.

"Even so, I still can't trust you!"

Lu Ming said bluntly.

Facing the characters of the emperor realm, Lu Ming did not dare to have the slightest carelessness, otherwise, he would be slapped to death by a slap, which would be really wrong.

Under the stone tablet, silence fell, as if thinking about the words.

After a while, the voice came up again: "Boy, your bloodline should be the bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument, right? I didn't expect that, in the world, there is actually someone who can awaken such a bloodline?"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

"Boy, let me tell you, the stone tablet in front of you is the real prison tablet, the body of your bloodline!"

The voice of the Demon Emperor came out, which shocked Lu Ming.

"What? This broken stone tablet is the real prison tablet?"

Lu Ming suddenly widened his eyes, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves. He looked at the huge stone tablet in disbelief.

"Otherwise, why do you think your bloodline can react with this stone tablet? Because they are all one!"

The Demon King continued to speak.

Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were both astonished.

Legend has it that the awakened bloodlines of all warriors are traceable and real in the world.

Some may have disappeared in ancient times, and never reappeared, and some may be found in modern times.

Lu Ming originally thought that the Prison Suppression Monument might be an ancient relic from the long past, but he never expected to see the real body in the world.

This made it difficult for him to calm down.

"It is said that in the long past, the Suppressing Prison Monument was a supreme divine object. Later, a war broke out and it was smashed into several pieces. The piece in front of you is a fragment of the Suppressing Prison Monument. Suppressing all things in the world, if it weren't for this monument, how could it suppress this emperor!"

The Demon Sovereign opened his mouth to clear up Lu Ming's confusion, and his tone revealed the confidence of being invincible in the world.

"So, as long as you control the bloodline, you can take away this prison-suppressing tablet. If your bloodline merges with this real prison-suppressing tablet, you will get great benefits, and you can also get a supreme piece. Holy artifact, if you collect other pieces of the prison monument in the future, you will be able to conquer the world with this treasure!”

The Demon Emperor continued to speak, his words full of temptation.

Lu Ming was really moved, and there was a hint of fiery in his eyes.

Bloodline, after all, is just bloodline, it can be said to be virtual, it has some power of a real object, it can also be said to be a kind of inheritance.

For example, a warrior with the blood of a real dragon can comprehend the combat skills of the real dragon and borrow some of the power of the real dragon.

But with the help of the ontology, it will be different.

Lu Ming didn't expect that he would encounter the body of the bloodline of the prison-suppressing tablet.

Lu Ming's brows were furrowed, and all kinds of thoughts were racing in his heart.

To let it go, or not to let it go?

It is difficult for Lu Ming to make a decision. If they are released and the Demon Emperor goes back on his words, then they are really in danger.

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