Chapter 1325 Bloodline Power

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"Boom!"

The dense clouds of fire rolled across the sky, and the rumbling sound of thunder, accompanied by the red flame lightning, kept roaring and flashing above people's heads.

Under the sky that seemed to be doomsday, Wang Yan landed on the top floor of the club under the powerful pressure of the Red Demon King, and the ground under his feet also shattered at the first time.

And the surroundings of the Red Demon King were even more exaggerated, because of his anger, all the hellfire elements in the air resonated with him and boiled.

The surging power displayed by him turned the rocks under his feet into a boiling magma. The temperature around him was also rising, and the billowing smoke and crystal sparks kept drifting around. In just a short breath, his surroundings seemed to have turned into a lava cage with molten stone and flowing fire, and the terrifying power was pressing people's hearts.

All the onlookers below were like panicked birds and beasts under the power of thunder, and they all felt panic and trembled under this pressure.

Behind the Red Demon King, the three heirs of the Demon King, Chi Lie, Chi Gu and Chi Yan, were also terrified. They bowed their heads respectfully and kept silent, fearing that they would anger their father when he was angry, which would be a very serious mistake.

"The Demon King is worthy of being the Demon King. Just the fluctuation of emotions can cause the world to change color and the elements to boil. It is really terrible." Wang Yan was in the center of the pressure of the Red Demon King, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Such a powerful force that almost intersects with the world and blends with the laws makes him yearn for and awed.

Now he is no longer a rookie. Along the way, he has seen a lot of various big scenes, but the more he comes into contact with these powerful creatures like the gods in the legend, the more he is full of longing for this supreme realm.

A powerful strength that belongs to oneself, whether on earth, in hell, or in every corner of the universe, is the basic guarantee for his survival. Otherwise, they can only be ruled and oppressed by those in power, just like the ordinary civilians kneeling downstairs. Even if they feel resentful, they can only kneel down and beg for mercy, without any way to resist.

Wang Yan does not want to become a great demon king who conquers the world. He just wants to live a carefree and free life with the important people around him.

But how can the ideal life of freedom and ease be so simple? Without the power to defend oneself, everything is empty talk.

"Humph, the fact? The fact is that your sons deserve a beating!"

Facing the mighty Chilian Demon King, Wang Yan stood still. Instead, he snorted coldly, gathering the power of the demons hidden in his genes, and his fighting spirit soared.

Suddenly.

There was a shrill whistle, and a strong wind mixed with strong fire suddenly blew around his body. The terrifying power of the Chilian Demon King who surrendered was immediately blown away by this strong wind.

The Chilian Demon King slightly retracted his eyes, and his expression was slightly surprised.

A junior who was only at the legendary level had no fear under his pressure, and now he could show a strong momentum and stand up to him under his pressure. This courage really made him look at him with new eyes.

When he looked up again, there were more unexpected surprises.

I saw that a set of extremely powerful full-body armor began to emerge rapidly on Wang Yan's body.

This set of armor seemed to grow on Wang Yan and merge with Wang Yan. In a short breath, the ancient and majestic armor with beautiful arcs grew and covered according to the changes in Wang Yan's body shape, and soon it was fully displayed in front of people.

"Wow!" The crowd around immediately let out an uncontrollable exclamation.

"This, this is..." The three heirs of the Demon King all stared with their eyes wide open. In front of them, even the Red Refining Demon King frowned, his face full of surprise.

Finally, even the Red Cruelty Princess in Wang Yan's arms was startled by the sudden change and fell to the ground.

Her expression was filled with shock and surprise, and she murmured, "No way... No, no, no, yes, absolutely! My Lord Mo Yan is indeed a noble with pure blood!"

It turned out that as Wang Yan's fighting spirit emerged, the set of demon armor that appeared on his body was flowing with blood, and the surface was even brighter with a layer of golden lines full of the breath of destroying the world.

This is the perfect display of the innate Dao pattern!

Not only that, the demon blood that Wang Yan had fused with also began to be rapidly stimulated at this moment.

His muscles began to swell, his body became particularly strong and tall, his skin was full of dark red evil charm like hellfire, the muscle lines under the skin were clearly visible, and every move was full of a strong sense of power like mountains and rocks.

Especially, the violent aura that seemed like the devil king of hell was extremely increased under the stimulation of the demon armor.

This fierce and domineering power, along with a pair of wide wings covered with flame patterns behind Wang Yan, slowly expanded and reached its peak in an instant.

The hellfire elements in the air that were originally controlled by the Red Demon King were immediately stripped of a large part. In this layer of lingering hellfire, Wang Yan, who was slowly stretching his body, did not look like a demon king, but was better than a demon king. The violent and destructive aura he exuded was like an innate divine power, deeply shocking everyone's heart!

"Gudong!"

The whole scene became silent, and suddenly someone in the crowd swallowed heavily. Such a subtle sound was particularly clear at this moment.

"Pure-blooded demon clan, Lord Moyan is a true pure-blooded noble!"

At this time, such an exclamation was quickly transmitted in the hearts of almost all the onlookers at the scene.

The inheritance of blood has been passed down since the birth of life. In the hell world, there is even such a legend that in ancient times, there was a galaxy beast that could cross the Milky Way and feed on stars.

This behemoth is a cosmic god that is older than the demon god. A drop of their blood can even make a primitive planet evolve into a vibrant life!

This is the powerful vitality of advanced life forms, and it is also a strong display of their blood power!

Therefore, having pure blood means noble status, deep background, and inherited strong power.

In the hell world, and even the entire universe, this is very much recognized. Especially in the hell world where the law of the jungle prevails and the competition pressure is extremely high, bloodline is a symbol of identity here.

As we all know, among the purgatory demon clan, the one with the purest and most powerful bloodline is naturally the supreme god among the purgatory demon clan-Demon God Satan!

Therefore, the purer the blood of other Purgatory Demons, the closer they are to the Demon God Satan.

The strong pressure displayed by the Demon Flame Lord in front of him, and the power of the pure and refined demon blood, have undoubtedly far surpassed the ordinary legendary lords, almost reaching the level of being on par with the Purgatory Demon King.

The people around are not fools. The Demon Flame Lord with such pure demon blood is probably at least the offspring of a great noble, right? Even if he is a great noble under the command of the Demon God and in the Satan Council, some people probably believe it.

Otherwise, how could a young legendary lord have such a strong power?

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