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When they saw the Black Flood Dragon use the Royal Bloodline's transformation, Mo Lianyun and the two Demon Emperors' pupils constricted. Their expressions were filled with shock as they stared at the Black Flood Dragon that had eleven dragonwing s on its back!
"The legend is true. Without the Ring, the limit of the Royal Bloodline is reaching the 11th Wings form."
Mo Lie Yun's expression became increasingly dark as he sensed the sudden increase in the energy aura of the black dragon. His brows were tightly furrowed as he muttered to himself.
"So what if it's eleven wings? If the three of us join forces, we still wouldn't be able to defeat this bastard!" The Demon River Monarch let out a cold snort. Although his tone sounded confident, there was still an unconcealable solemness deep within his eyes.
Not far away, Pluto stood in the air. His gaze, which had been focused on Long Bufan, was also moved to this place by the tyrannical aura here. When he saw the Black Flood Dragon's transformation, his pupils contracted slightly.
From his point of view, these eleven wings did not really change into the true final form of the twelve-winged Dragon Blood Demon Emperor, which gave him a peculiar feeling of not moving forward or retreating at all. Therefore, these extra wings were merely weak like chicken wings, it would be better to convert the Power into energy and then degenerate into the form of a ten-winged Demon Emperor, which would have a better effect.
In the past, out of the ten great Demon Emperors, two of them were able to evolve to the Eleventh Wing form. However, under the guidance of the Lord Demon Emperor, they had complied with the instructions and converted the Eleventh Wing into energy and fused it into their bodies. They were pleasantly surprised to find that the energy in their bodies was even more abundant.
Of those two, one of them was the King of Hell, and the other was the King of Nether, the Blood Vein Spear that Long Bufan was currently in possession of was its master.
"Is this the true strength of the Black Flood Dragon!" Even though Long Bufan's line of sight had been obstructed by the encirclement of a large number of strange devils, he could clearly feel that powerful energy aura. He couldn't help but be startled slightly in his heart.
At this time, Long Bufan could clearly feel that the slave imprint within the Black Jiao's body had started to tremble violently. It was as if with the sudden increase in the Black Jiao's strength, he had obtained the Power that could repel the slave imprint in the soul.
"Hou ?!"
His hands hugged his head, but he could only see that at the tip of his fingers, the claws were protruding and gave off a cold and sinister light that caused one's heart to palpitate. And in this sort of soul tearing pain, the Black Flood Dragon emitted waves of beast like low roars from its throat.
"What happened to him?"
As the two Demon Emperors saw the grim and terrifying expression on the Black Flood Dragon's face, they were startled. Their eyes were filled with shock and bewilderment.
"If I'm not wrong, the Black Flood Dragon's soul should be resisting the slave seal in its body and hasn't recovered its true consciousness. Let's take this opportunity to kill him!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Lianyun's eyes narrowed. He suddenly thought of something and a cruel smile appeared on his face. He then turned to the two Demon Emperors beside him and hastily urged them on.
At the same time, the black long knife in Mo Lie Yun's hands also surged forward.
"So this guy wants to get rid of the slave seal."
The two Demon Emperors immediately came to a sudden understanding when they heard this. They immediately laughed sinisterly. Their voices were filled with a dark, cold killing intent, "Attack, kill him!"