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Chapter 339 The Fourteenth Prince

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    All eyes fell on the altar.

    The countless flesh and blood scattered around the altar, as if they had vitality, all entrenched in the center of the altar.

    On the altar, suddenly, the flesh and blood began to tremble.

    The strong flesh and blood gradually began to connect together, and finally formed a huge eye.

    Those eyes gave off a stunning light, which made people feel dizzy.

    "This is that treasure, why do I feel so weird?" A demon cultivator had already retreated.

    The man said in a deep voice: "Everyone, this place is the real core of this forbidden area. If anyone can obtain the power above this altar, it will not be a problem to improve their cultivation by a big realm."

    The man shook his head and said: "If it wasn't for the fact that this king is not strong enough and intends to recruit some helpers, how could I be willing to share this benefit with others."

    Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they were in awe.

    Lu Yu didn't know it when he first came, but they had already learned the true identity of this man just now.

    He is the fourteenth prince of the Nether Demon Sect!

    The Patriarch of the Nether Devil Sect has many heirs, but only the heirs of the direct line are eligible for the title of prince.

    "Since the fourteenth prince is so open and honest, I will do my best!" several Mo Xiucheng said.

    After all, since it was direct, it flew towards the bloody eyeball.

    As soon as Lu Yu moved his fingers, he scanned the surrounding area with his spiritual sense calmly.

    This blood corpse is too cunning.

    This is indeed his hiding place, but the blood core here is also fake.

    The real blood core is hidden in the altar, not on the altar.

    At this moment, the eyeball suddenly exploded, forming a mass of flesh and blood.

    This mass of flesh and blood gradually began to evolve into a heart, and began to beat dully.

    "This Could it be the heart that the Palace of the Demon Lord wants?"

    "Could it be that the one on Skull Mountain is fake, but here is the real one!"

    "It is definitely a treasure in the world to have a strong helm master come here in person!"

    The hearts of all the monks were pounding, and this must be a great adventure.

    "Everyone, I will take action together and take this heart!" The fourteenth prince shouted.

    Everyone had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and upon hearing this, they immediately flew over.

    However, they did not notice that the fourteenth prince did not move.

    Those demon cultivators flew to the sky above the flesh and blood.

    There was a magic cultivator who seemed to be specially trained in footwork, and his movements were fast, but a phantom flashed by, and he had already picked off his heart with one hand.

    Huh!

    From his heart, a cloud of blood-black mist suddenly gushed out and poured into his body in an instant.

    The demon cultivator trembled all over, and then laughed loudly: "Haha! My realm has actually improved!"

    Just a touch can improve the realm.

    The eyes of the people around were red, and the other magicians shouted: "Give it to me!"

    "Don't even think about it!"

    A group of demon cultivators immediately surrounded the heart, ready to snatch it.

    But at this moment, Moxiu, who was the first to snatch the heart, suddenly screamed.

    I saw the heart in his hand suddenly burst out with countless blood threads, completely piercing Moxiu's entire body.

    Poof!  puff!  puff!

    The rest of the demon cultivators were caught off guard, and the body-protecting zhenqi had no effect at all, and they were broken one by one by those bloodshots.

    "Not good!" Seeing that something was wrong, Moxiu turned around and was about to run away.

    But the heart seemed to have found the target, and the moment Moxiu turned his head, endless blood pierced towards him in an instant.

    Afterwards, the demon cultivator's body shriveled rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    There were muffled noises one after another, and all the demon cultivators who were standing in place just now turned into mummified corpses.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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