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The Crazy Demon God also did not expect that he would be threatened by a brat who was still young and had no reason to refute.

To be honest, I was still a little careless this time, but there was no possibility of saving it.

A force was transmitted to Xuan Demon King. Xuan Demon King was in great pain. He had already fainted, but he suddenly woke up.

The sound of pain kept coming, which made Feng Chen feel a little uncomfortable and a little angry, "Senior, you are not following the rules, we don't seem to have done anything wrong.

"Who do you think I am? This is a chance, a chance for bloodline evolution. You should have some understanding of the situation of the Xuan Demon King."

"His bloodline is too thin now and has not reached the true Demon Race bloodline. Let him suffer now. It will only be for a while. This period of time is enough for him to be reborn."

Feng Chen didn't believe it, "Really or not, I always feel that you are a bit unreliable. I still don't believe what you said."

"Huh, after all, I am also a demon god, not to mention that the city lord is still here. I have to lie to you. Don't worry, if I say it's okay, then there will be nothing."

Ye Kong also stopped Feng Chen, "Don't be impulsive. We haven't understood clearly yet. The Mad Demon God doesn't dare to kill people here. Otherwise, you will never survive tonight. 11

"Yes, yes, you see Mr. Ye still knows something. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Feng Chen didn't say anything more. Watching Xuan Demon King's torture and being unable to do anything was the most uncomfortable thing.

After a while, Xuan Mo Wang gradually stabilized, which made Feng Chen feel relieved.

Xuan Demon King is also suffering in his heart now. When he came in, he was oppressed to the point of fainting. Now he is being corroded by unknown force, and he is in great pain.

The benefits are also obvious. His bloodline is obviously much stronger than before, not so thin, and developing in the direction of returning to his ancestors.

For Xuan Demon King, this is definitely a good thing. The bloodline of Demon Race is equally important. The higher the bloodline level, the greater the achievements in the future.

After Xuan Demon King woke up, he felt as if he had broken his shackles, and his strength had improved, which was incredible.

The Mad Demon God looked at the Xuan Demon King, as if appreciating a piece of work, and was very satisfied, which made the Xuan Demon King feel uncomfortable all over.

"Senior, thank you for your help. I didn't expect that you actually allowed me to break through the first bloodline shackles. Your great kindness will be unforgettable."

…………Please give me flowers…………

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. You kid still has some potential. Let's do this. If you can break the three shackles within ten years, you can become my apprentice. What do you think?"

When Xuan Demon King heard this, he felt like crying. Those were three shackles. Now looking at the strength of the senior, he could barely break through the first shackle.

The shackles of Demon Race are each more terrifying than the last. I still know what the situation is. It is indeed a bit difficult.

"You brat, why are you hesitating? If you want to become a demon, opening the nine shackles is a necessary condition. You still have time now, what should I be afraid of?"

"What's more, you still have part of my power in your body. Once you fully absorb it, you can open the second shackles. You're not satisfied yet."

The Xuan Demon King shook his head: "That won't work either. Every shackle needs an opportunity. What will happen next? I feel like you are unreliable.

The Mad Demon God was angry, "You have two choices now, accept it or die. Choose one."