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As if he had seen through Long Bufan's thoughts, Mo Chen suddenly turned and looked at Long Bufan, and said to the Sound Transmitting with a smile that was not a smile: "I believe you understand the situation clearly, that if I submit myself to Demon Palace, it would be extremely disadvantageous for your side. Hand over the devil ring, and I promise that you will be able to return to continent of the firmament safely."2

Hearing this, Long Bufan remained expressionless, and did not refute his, but at the same time, he did not have the intention of obediently handing over the Dragon Devouring Ring.

Long Bufan was not stupid, with just a verbal promise, he wanted him to hand over the Dragon Devouring Ring. If he were to break the agreement, wouldn't that mean he would suffer a loss because of it?

Of course, if he wanted to fight, regardless of whether it was in his previous life or this one, Long Bufan had never been afraid of anyone. Furthermore, with his current strength and military power, this Mo Chen was not enough to threaten him!

In an instant, compared to the intense battle atmosphere between the two armies, the atmosphere between Long Bufan and Mo Chen seemed to be tense and frozen at this moment. Faintly, a sinister aura stealthily spread out from the two of them.

"In that case, don't blame me for being heartless!" Mo Chen's eyes slightly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile. This time around, he did not use the Sound Transmitting to enter the secret, but instead used his mouth to say it.

Hearing that, Zi Luo's face kept changing, although she did not know what was going on between Mo Chen and Long Bufan, but judging from the atmosphere, it was obvious that the two of them were not on friendly terms.

"As you wish."

What he hated the most in his life was to be threatened by others. Earlier, he was threatened by Mo Lianyun to kneel down, and now, he had to face Mo Chen's threat. No matter how much Long Bufan endured, the arrogance in his bones could not tolerate this humiliation after humiliation!

The moment his voice fell, Long Bufan clenched his right hand at the void and the Blood Vein Spear suddenly appeared in a flash.

"Blood spirit, come out!"

At the same time, as Long Bufan let out a cold shout, a touch of Blood Light suddenly burst out from the center of Long Bufan's forehead.

This Blood red shadow was undoubtedly the Symbol Spirit Puppet, its two hands were wrapped with a huge iron chain, its entire body was releasing a dense killing intent, like a peerless ferocious corpse, its scarlet eyes stared straight at Fourth Prince Mo Chen.

"This, this is ?"

"Demonic Soul Puppet?"

When the Symbol Spirit Puppet appeared, Mo Lianyun, Pluto and the two Demon Emperors, as well as everyone present were shocked. Their eyes were filled with shock as they looked at the Blood red shadow beside Long Bufan!

Five hundred years ago, when the Lord Demon Emperor was at its peak, there was an existence of Demon Soul Puppet. Its strength was extremely terrifying, and was comparable to the terrifying strength of the Ten Winged Demon Emperor, and most importantly, these puppets did not have any emotions, and were neither tired nor pain, as long as there was a trace of energy left, they would be tenacious to the end.

"I once heard from Sister Zi Luo that you have obtained a powerful Soul Puppet in the Martial Saint's Treasure. It seems that you really do have some ability today."

Mo Chen's eyes darkened slightly as he stared at the blood spirit that was emitting a violent aura. Although his tone was light, there was an unconcealable solemness within his eyes.

Mo Chen had once thought about the abilities of Symbol Spirit Puppet. To be able to kill the Third Prince s in the drop plane, their strength should at most be at the level of six to eight wings of a Royal warrior. Unexpectedly, the true strength of this Symbol Spirit Puppet was actually at the same realm as the Ten Winged Dragon Bloodline Demon Emperor!

"If you think that my Symbol Spirit Puppet is not enough, then what about adding on him?"

Towards this kind of arrogant fellow, the corners of Long Bufan's mouth curved up in a smile, and he said indifferently: "Black Flood Dragon, come out and greet these old acquaintances of yours."

Black Flood Dragon?

He's still alive?!

A few months ago, because he had lost his slave seal with the Black Jiao, he believed that Long Bufan had plotted to kill him. Who would have thought that he was actually still alive?

"Could it be that the Black Flood Dragon's slave seal has only been removed?"

Just as Mo Lie Yun was feeling bewildered, a black figure suddenly appeared like a ghost from the left side of Long Bufan's body. The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder on the left and right of Long Bufan, like two loyal guards.

This black shadow was obviously the Black Flood Dragon. Although its aura had been completely restrained, it gave off an extremely sinister and cold feeling as it stood there, as if a pair of eyes were locked onto it from behind, ready to be attacked at any moment.

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