But this is also a blessing among misfortunes.

If there were no Blood God clones, they would have died in the hands of the Blood Remnant Demon Lord and would be refined into the sub-banners of the Blood Soul Banner.

So after these Dark Races of the Blood Tribe woke up, they all knelt down towards the Blood God clone and thanked him repeatedly.

Seeing this picture of the deep love between master and servant, the Blood-Crippled Demon Lord felt extremely uneasy in his heart.

Everyone is alive, everyone is happy, only it is unhappy.

It gained nothing, lost an extremely important sacred weapon, and even became a prisoner.

This is a world where it is the only one injured.

"This is over, we should leave." The Blood God clone looked at the Blood-Remnant Demon Lord and said calmly.

You go quickly!

Leave quickly!

The Blood Remnant Demon Lord kept urging in his heart, wishing that the Blood God clone would leave quickly. It wanted to stay alone for a while.

"But before I leave, I have something to tell you." The Blood God clone said meaningfully.

The Blood-Resident Demon Lord felt a thump in his heart and had an ominous premonition, but he still bit the bullet and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Blood-Ending Ax!" The Blood God clone spat out a name.

"The Blood-Ending Ax?" The Blood-Destroying Demon Lord was a little confused and said, "The major clans have agreed to let you control the Blood-Ending Ax. What else do you want?"

It thought that the blood god's clone was not satisfied yet and wanted to put forward some more conditions.

"You don't need to know too much, you just need to know that when I use the Blood-Ending Axe, I need your cooperation, so you'd better recover as soon as possible before the war starts." The Blood God clone said calmly.

"..." The Blood-crippled Demon Lord wanted to curse.

Let it recover as soon as possible.

Who the hell made it look like this?

Let it be restored now. It is easy to say. Does this mean that it can be restored by restoring it?

It was already severely injured, but it was severely injured again by this bloody attack. It was even more injured and could not recover in a short period of time.

Especially in terms of the power of the soul and the power of immortality, relying on its own power, there is no condition to restore it now.

Originally, the Dark Seed of the Blood Brass tribe was refined and could be restored with the help of the Blood Soul Banner, but now that the Blood Soul Banner is gone, what should it do?

It is also very fascinating.

An extremely depressed feeling filled its heart, making it want to vomit blood.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to recover before the war." The Blood-crippled Demon Lord suppressed his resentment and said firmly.

"..." The Blood God clone looked at its bachelor look and couldn't help but feel speechless.

"Why are you talking to Xuezi?" Xue Di Lun shouted.

It was already full of resentment and hatred towards the Blood-Crippled Demon Lord, but now that it saw that it was disrespecting the Blood God's clone, it even shouted loudly without caring about the face of its demon-level existence.

Under normal circumstances, it would certainly not dare to do this.

But now that the Blood-Remnant Demon Lord has surrendered to the Blood Son, it naturally has nothing to fear.

The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord immediately looked at it coldly, but didn't say anything more. He just slowly closed his eyes, looking like there was nothing he could do.

"Ahem." The Blood God clone also knew that he probably knocked the other person into autism.

The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord originally planned to use the Dark Seeds of the Blood Tribe to refine the Blood Soul Banner in order to recover himself.

Now that the Blood Soul Flag has been snatched away by him, it seems really difficult to restore it before the war.

"Let's do this." The Blood God clone pondered for a moment and then said calmly: "For the sake of surrendering to me, I will help you recover."

"Oh!" The Bloody Demon Lord's eyes lit up slightly.

It has already seen this bloody method.

Moreover, the Blood Soul Banner is also in the opponent's hand.

If the other party is really willing to help it recover, then this may not be impossible.

"It depends on whether you want to let go of your subordinates." The Blood God clone said.

"You want to use their original blood?" the Blood-Resident Demon Lord asked.

"Not bad." The Blood God clone nodded.

"That's not necessary. Before that, I prepared a lot of original blood." The Blood-Resident Demon Lord said with a flash of his eyes.

"Oh? Where is it?" the Blood God clone asked in surprise.

"It's just under this main hall." The Bloody Demon Lord said.

"Then take it out." The Blood God clone said a little speechlessly.

The Blood-Remnant Demon Lord immediately stopped talking nonsense, took out the token, squeezed out a drop of its few original blood, and then dripped it on it.

Buzz!

The token suddenly emits blood-red light, and the runes on it light up.

It let go of its hand, and the token flew out immediately, floating in the center of the hall.

A stream of blood-red light shot out from the dome of the hall, all falling on the token.

The next moment, a thicker blood-red light shot out from the token and fell on the ground of the hall.

boom!

A roar followed.

The floor of the hall slowly cracked open, and dazzling blood light shone out from below, exuding an extremely rich bloody aura.

"This is……"

The expression of the Blood God clone changed, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

With such a strong smell of blood, how many creatures did this bloody demon lord hunt?

He didn't expect that the other party would still have such a backup plan, and he suddenly felt a little lucky in his heart.

Fortunately, the entire hall was sealed before. Otherwise, if the Blood-Remnant Demon Lord was allowed to use the original blood below, he would have to spend a lot of time to solve it.

At this time, as the ground completely cracked, a huge pool of blood appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!