"I didn't say I wanted to pretend to be you. How could you ever see that my eyes were even disguised?" Ling Zhi figured out everything, sneered, interrupting the other party's shouting.

He didn't expect that the eyes he showed would actually get so much useful news for himself.

"Don't want to pretend to be me?" The prince gradually calmed down, "Then why did you make your eyes like this? If you tease me like this in the Demon City, you will die immediately."

"Is that?" Ling Zhi raised his lips, "My eyes cannot be changed, there is no disguise. As you say, I am so dangerous. Then I'd better kill you and pretend to be this prince."

"It's safe and comfortable, don't you think?" Ling Zhi smiled and took out the blood-wailing sword.

The Blood-Crying Sword was black all over, but there was a red blood line between the sword body. When it was passing by Ling Zhi, due to speed, only a red light flashed.

The Blood-Crying Sword is a top-level half-ancestral weapon, but it is not bad compared to some ordinary ancestral weapons.

Even though Ling Zhi did not inject spiritual power into it, the killing in Ling Zhi's hands over the years has condensed a murderous intent.

In just a moment, a fierce and powerful murderous intent emerged between the jungle.

These murderous intents condensed between this jungle and did not spread outward in the slightest, but instead formed a deterrent.

This deterrence will not be discovered by the strong men in the periphery, but will affect the horses and so on.

This is the instinct of a wild beast.

These horses felt the terror of this jungle, so even if they had to gallop past the jungle, they would unconsciously run towards both sides of the jungle.

This made the jungle completely quiet.

Seeing all this happening, the prince finally saw a bit of solemnity in his eyes, "If you want to kill me, you are the only one?"

As he spoke, the prince's aura also rose rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he was pushed from the king realm to the holy king realm.

The Holy King is one, two, and three.

Bang.

Without any obstacles, the prince's cultivation level only stopped until he reached the peak of the semi-ancestral realm and even entered the Ancestral Holy realm.

Now, it was Ling Zhi's turn to be surprised.

Ling Zhi looked at him and couldn't help but laugh at him, "Since you have had contact with your father, then your birth, just before the last battle in the upper and lower realms, has it been so long since you actually had this level of cultivation?"

Originally, Ling Zhi once suspected that the prince's cultivation would be around the Ancestral Saint Realm.

This was the trouble he expected, but because of the recovery of his physical condition, especially the enhancement of his physical body, he also deliberately wanted to try his cultivation.

But he did not expect that the prince's cultivation level was only half of the ancestor realm.

In the semi-ancestral realm, compared with the demons outside, they are naturally very strong.

However, it would be too weak to have such cultivation for the parents and children of the Demon Ancestor, if you have the resources and cultivation of the Demon Ancestor after so many years.

At least, compared with Ling Zhi himself, he was so weak that he couldn't bear to witness it.

"You!" Ling Zhi's words seemed to hit the prince's pain point. His expression changed drastically, and he showed an angry look.

"This is the price of inheriting these eyes. Because of these eyes, my cultivation level has improved so slowly! The price I paid for this is something you pretend to be can't imagine!" The prince roared in a low voice, but there was inevitably a hint of panic in his eyes.

Even though he is at the peak of the semi-ancestral realm, his cultivation level is at least much stronger than Ling Zhi.

Moreover, the jump from the king realm to the semi-ancestral realm is already big enough.

But why did Ling Zhi in front of him look relaxed without any concern or guard against him?

Could it be that the other party is the ancestor saint?

This gave the prince a rough understanding of his dangerous situation for the first time.

"Only those who fail will find various reasons for their failure and their backwardness." Ling Zhi looked at the other party contemptuously and sneered.

The other party's eyes belong to him and to the Demon Ancestor. With the resources of the Demon Ancestor, he is a useless person, and this realm is also incompatible.

I want to know, and I can't find any useful words from the other party. In order to prevent being noticed, Ling Zhi took action without hesitation.

The blood-crying sword swept across his side and headed straight for the prince in front of him.

The prince waved his palm in front of him, and a big sword with an exaggerated shape flew out of his body and slashed towards the blood-crying sword.

"Native weapon?" Looking at the big knife, Ling Zhi's face was filled with surprise.

"I'm afraid I'm not a fool..." His mouth was intermittent, and a few words popped up.

At the same time, the big sword also collided with the Blood-Crying Sword. However, this big sword with a material far exceeding that of ordinary ancestral tools flew out in just one encounter. If Ling Zhi hadn't wiped it with the Blood-Crying Sword, he would have rushed out of the jungle.

This big sword is more than two meters long and is about the same height as this prince.

If that's the case, it's fine, some people do prefer large weapons.

However, there were many animals carved on this big sword, with various shapes similar to dragons and phoenixes, and were carved on this big sword, everywhere.

It even makes people suspect that the reason why the prince used such a large knife was to leave enough space to portray these things.

Because the shapes of these beasts actually extended to the vicinity of the blade.

And it can be extremely obvious that in order not to affect the shape of these beasts, the other party even gave up the requirement for the blade, causing several fine gaps to appear at the blade of the knife.

This is undoubtedly equivalent to breaking a flowing waterfall through several breakpoints.

No matter how powerful a waterfall is, what kind of power can it exert after several interceptions?

This kind of thing forged in order to attract attention was actually cultivated by the other party as a natal weapon.

"I'll make ten thousand bets with you. When you choose this natal weapon, your father, Demon Ancestor, has been killed by someone, otherwise he will definitely kill you with one palm, so that you can escape and throw him away." Ling Zhi looked at the other party and said contemptuously.

At this moment, the prince in front of him had a long look of shock after the big sword was knocked away by Ling Zhi. Ling Zhi even suspected that if he wanted to, he had just risked the big sword flying out of the jungle and directly took the other party's life with the blood-crying sword. It was probably not difficult.
Chapter completed!