In a certain sky, the leader of Gantian Sect, Ling Cang, looked sad.

His junior brother Liu Han was also by his side, but there was no greed in his eyes. He had suffered a great loss during this period. If Ling Cang had not saved him, he would have almost died.

"Junior brother, I've made up my mind!"

Ling Cang said suddenly.

"What decision did the elder brother make?"

Liu Han asked in surprise.

Ling Cang said: "Go to the Central Holy Land, ask the seniors who are at the Human Realm, or even the Human Ancestor Realm to come back, and conquer this sword, and you can no longer allow it to continue killing like this."

Extremely determined!

When Liu Han heard this, he was stunned for a moment. After thinking about it, he said, "Although the senior brother has a kind intention, I heard that the central holy realm is vast and extremely dangerous. If you go there, you will not mention the danger, but it will take hundreds of years to notify those seniors. Besides, before this, the masters of the Holy Realm of the Monsters, the Sea of ​​Heaven and Demons, and the Hundred Tribes, probably had already received the news."

Ling Cang was shocked when he heard this, but he forgot about the masters from those places.

"Senior Brother, please be honest. You are afraid that this is not meaningful. Before our human masters arrive, that sword will definitely be taken away!"

Liu Han said confidently.

"I was negligent."

Ling Cang thought about it and nodded in agreement.

"If those supreme seniors and seniors of the human ancestors compete with each other, the Northern Holy Land will probably have to be finished. By then, the catastrophe will really come."

Ling Cang sighed.

Liu Han smiled bitterly when he heard this.

Even if they could think about this, they really had no ability to stop it.

...

Let’s talk about the old evil thing Ren Mo.

After taking Dugu Canhong's body, he did not stay away. He quietly found out in the nearby city and market. What he was looking for was the origin of the dead valley.

Obviously, there will not be many people who know it.

However, the inheritance of monks has always been long, and there are things like jade slips that can be preserved for countless years. With Ren Mo's persistence in inquiry, he finally dug out some of the origins of the dead valley.

On this day, this old guy was walking in a hurry on the street of Xiuzhenfang City in a city, full of excitement.

"The destroyed ancient tribe..."

Ren Mo muttered in his heart.

"That sword... must have something to do with this ancient tribe, so it came here. It has transferred so many treasure lands in Lingshan just to come back here."

"And this guy Dugu Canhong...is he the descendant of this ancient tribe? That's why that sword is so close to him and let him hold it in his hand?"

Ren Mo's mind was also moving quickly, recalling the scene of that day.

"...The cut on Dugu Canhong's arm was so much like he had cut it, and even his sleeves were rolled up on purpose... He must have used blood as a guide to make the sword recognize him!"

Thinking of this, the old guy's eyes became brighter and brighter!

"If I want to do it, I must first absorb and fuse Dugu Canhong's blood!"

The decisive light flashed by.

"Hahaha--"

On the long street, Ren Mo seemed to be crazy, laughed strangely, and left the city with indescribable pride.

...

After leaving the city, Ren Mo went straight to the monster wilderness in the north.

The way of bloodline fusion has little effect on human monks, but it is very popular in the land of monsters.

If a low-level monster wants to break through the bloodline shackles, practice to a higher level, and merge the bloodlines of other high-level monsters, it is a must-pass path.

But this fusion cannot be simply swallowed, otherwise it will be backfire. The more you fusion the higher the bloodline, the stronger the backfire power.

If you want to succeed, you must cooperate with the bloodline fusion technique.

The profound bloodline fusion technique can almost bring about a huge bloody storm on the monster wasteland.

But for Ren Mo, there is no need to be so profound.

Just the most ordinary and inferior ones.

Such bloodline fusion techniques are obviously not too difficult to find.

In just over two months, Ren Mo found the skills he needed in a monster market.

...

In the cave, the flames shatter.

Ren Mo sat cross-legged on the big stone, and his eyes shot out extremely cold light.

In front of him, Dugu Canhong's corpse was divided into two halves, suspended in the air, as fresh as it was when it was collected, and there was still blood that had not dried up slightly.

call--

Ren Mo activates his magic power silently, and releases two tobacco-like magic power from his palm, and drills into Dugu Canhong's body.

Hissing-

Soon, a strange sound sounded, and drops of blood were pulled out from Dugu Canhong's corpse, and it flowed like a silk thread in the direction of Ren Mo, condensed into a red blood cell in the void in front of him.

...

Time passed little by little, and the blood cells became bigger and bigger!

In the end, it condensed into the size of a fist, emitting a blood-colored light.

Ren Mo looked at the blood ball, as if he was looking at the most supreme treasure, and a crazy and excited look appeared in his eyes.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

A long laugh broke out.

Ren Mo's pupils condensed into two points, as if looking at someone. Xie Ran said: "My era has not passed! It has just arrived!"

...

The old guy Ren Mo began to merge Dugu Canhong's blood.

And in the Northern Holy Land, it was already in trouble at this moment.

The black sword of killing started to kill even more crazily. The big guys in the middle and late stages of the Ancestral Orb were also worried that the demons, monsters, and masters from the hundreds of clans would get news to rob the sword. They didn't dare to delay it for too long, and finally took action one after another.

This move triggered a craze of struggle.

I don’t know how many middle and late-stage monks of the Ancestral Orifice began to fall.

And their fall triggered the early stage of the Ancestral Orb that was a big deal, and all the monks in the late stage of the Demonic Movement took action, and became more and more intense.

In short, the Northern Holy Land is in chaos.

Fang Junmei spent a hundred years passing on her. The sword seal that she hoped to blossom and bear fruit was also greatly affected, and the spread speed slowed down.

...

The news of the birth of the Black Sword of Killing will eventually spread to several non-human places. The first master to get the news was the closest one - the demon beast wasteland.

...

Deep in the wilderness of monsters.

Bibo Lake.

It is a radius of tens of thousands of miles, so vast that it has no boundaries. It has rich spiritual energy and a large number of monsters live in it. The most powerful monster race is the eighth-level monster - the Nine-headed Kun clan.

The ancestors of the Nine-Tail Kun clan are said to have the bloodline of the ninth-level monster dragon clan and are mixed-blood monsters. However, over time, over time, they have reproduced for countless years and have become their own clan and are very powerful.

The most powerful one in the clan is the old clan leader Bafeng. It is said that he is at least in the middle stage of the demon. He has to live in seclusion in the clan for many years. It is difficult for ordinary monks to see him in his life.

This thunder abyss is deep under the sea, and there are strange thunder sounds constantly all year round. If the people in the clan are not trampled down by the sky, it is strictly forbidden to disturb them.

On this day, someone came on the undersea cliff at the edge of Thunder Abyss.

He is a majestic man who is nearly meter tall, with a muscle all over his face and a somewhat ugly appearance, but he has the late stage of the ancestral orifice. He is the current leader of the Nine-Head Kun, Ba Yue.

After arriving, Ba Yue shot a finger into the abyss below.

Boom-

In the abyss below, there was already a constant sound of thunder. As I pointed, the thunder even more began to roll.

...

Soon, a powerful spiritual sense swept across Ba Yue.

"Old ancestor, something big happened, and a treasure has been released from the northern holy realm of the human race!"

Before the other party could ask, Ba Yue said quickly.
To be continued...