Chapter 2269: True and false prince

That is to say, after Lexus killed the opponent and cleaned up all the people, behind him, there was an amazing magical power suddenly soaring into the sky.
Instantly alarmed everyone.
Suddenly, when this magical power surged, in Lexus’ perception, within a radius of tens of miles, there were as many as dozens of demon martial artists in the Holy King realm, directly exposed and charged towards that magical power. Wherever he started, he rushed.
This magic power was quite pure, and when Ling Zhi sensed this magic power, he had already rushed to the team in front of him and stopped quickly.
At the same time, the two warriors of the Saint King realm rushed out of the team and rushed out in that direction.
And their departure also caused the entire team to stop and stay in place.
Ling Zhi shook his head helplessly. It's all right now. The emergencies are really endless. It is impossible to be safer.
Plans can never keep up with changes.
Thinking like this, Lexus ran directly on the ground, heading towards the place where everyone gathered.
There was a faint guess in his heart that the real prince might be the one who caused the sensation at this moment.
This matter cannot be resolved, and it makes no sense to say anything.
I am afraid that the team will never advance.
However, Ling Zhi never expected that when he rushed there, what he saw was neither a battle nor a dispute.
It's a quiet, deadly scene.
In the field, there are several big people standing.
There are as many as two ancestors alone.
But looking at the faces of the two ancestors, it was obvious that they had just arrived here.
And beside the two ancestors, there are several half ancestors standing.
At this moment, a half-ancestor stood in the field blankly, still with an unbelievable look on his face.
His body was covered with blood.
In front of him, a corpse whose heart had disappeared fell straight to the ground.
Ling Zhi had already retreated from the state of being enchanted. At this moment, he looked at the corpse, but his pupils shrank violently.
The fallen demon's eyes are still wide open, although their eyes are in blood red, mixed with a trace of turbidity, and the magic lines in their eyes are also somewhat intermittent. Compared with him, they are slightly subtle. The difference.
But he still completely distinguished him from the surrounding demons.
The eyes are as clear as blood, and there are magic patterns in the eyes. This is the characteristic of the demon clan and the royal family. It is the eyes that people who have blood relations with the demon ancestor will have.
In other words, after mirroring the real purpose of these people here, the people present, when they saw the corpse, knew the identity of the corpse.
That half-ancestral Demon Race should have been shot by Thunder, and before the two ancestors arrived, he killed the prince.
However, looking at the corpse of the prince at the moment, he seemed to be a little bit unbelievable, he couldn't believe that he actually killed the demon ancestor's parent and child, his body trembling, standing in place, at a loss.
The next thing has become much simpler.
There are naturally two groups of people standing here, one of them is to support the Demon Ancestor and firmly believe that the Demon Ancestor is impossible, that is, the initiator of the Demon City Conference.
The other group of people suspected that the demon ancestor had disappeared or even died, unwilling to succumb to the hands of the imperial family, and wanted to take control of the demon clan.
Between them, naturally there is nothing to say, but there is nothing aggressive.
There are a total of three co-lords above them, and there are many ancestors, and no matter how much they fight, it will not be their turn to fight openly here.
If the prince is still there, this battle must be fought.
However, the prince was already dead, and this battle could not be fought.
No one has really seen the appearance of the prince, and no one has even really come into contact with the descendants of the demon ancestor. The people who usually hold the demon clan are all the demon ancestor's cronies and clansmen.
When everyone slowly accepted this fact, one of the ancestors picked up the corpse of the prince, gave the half ancestor a cold look, got up and disappeared to the horizon.
And everyone else disappeared in a tacit understanding, and the atmosphere was very subtle and embarrassing.
The people of the demons are more cruel and than human beings. They cannot shed blood and fight for a dead prince.
This is different from human beings. The supporters of human beings will surely get out of anger and fight the enemy desperately if the person they support dies.
Ling Zhi had just arrived here, only to see such a result, but turned around reluctantly and returned, sneaking into the carriage.
About half an hour later, the two Saint Kings returned to the team, and the team galloped again and headed straight for the magic city.
Sitting in the carriage, Ling Zhi watched more and more teams appear and headed towards the magic city just like them, but the people in these teams were all silent.
There is a strange tranquility in this whole piece, and there is a dull feeling before the storm.
It seems that anytime, anywhere, there will be a thunderstorm.
"Mozu's parent and child, just died like this?" Ling Zhi sat in the carriage, a little speechless.
What kind of situation is this called, that is the parent and child of a generation of demon ancestors, so they were killed by a half-ancestral demon clan?
This is too illusory, too unrealistic.
Even if the demon ancestor really died, his heirs would not have the turn of a half ancestor to slaughter.
Such things didn't seem to have caused any fluctuations just now, but Ling Zhi knew that when such news was truly circulated among the demons, it would definitely not be like this.
This news is enough to set off a storm, it is impossible to remain silent like this.
Unless... Ling Zhi's eyes flashed, "Unless, the one who just died is not the prince, or in other words, not the prince selected in this action, in this meeting."
Thinking of the faint turbidity in the eyes of the prince, Ling Zhi suddenly understood.
No one else can tell, but he can, because he is already familiar with the state of being enchanted.
Thinking about it now, the corpse just now did not match the identity of the demon ancestor's heir.
The dead Demon Clan said very clearly that this time, the Central Realm Communist Party wanted to push the Demon Ancestor's parent and child to the top.
The blood of the demon ancestor's parents and children must be extremely pure, how could it be possible, there is still a turbid color in his eyes.
"Among these galloping teams now, there is a real prince. And the one just now was just for the dead ghost!" Ling Zhi narrowed his eyes as he looked at the many carriages passing by the window, and his heart was stunned.
At the same time, there was a trace of killing intent in his heart.
A bold and crazy plan emerged in his mind.