"What's the price?" asked the Great Free Demon.

King Che Tian was silent and did not answer, as if there was something unspeakable.

See this scene.

The Great Free Demon felt a deep humiliation.

How many years have...

"How many years have my Grand Shura clan planned this world?"

"How many tribesmen have been going on one after another, enduring the torture of thousands of years!? Even if they forget their existence in the continuous cycle of reincarnation, they will still never give up for the great ambition of the Great Shura clan!" said the Great Free Demon passionately.

"You are very honest!" King Che slapped the table.

He heard King Che continue, "The price to pay for cursing the wild boar demon is very simple. It is to sacrifice blood to an existence with at least the same level of cultivation. Moreover, this existence must be a local cultivator and must not be an outsider of mine. Otherwise, the will of heaven and earth in this world will deliberately protect the wild boar demon, thus causing the curse to fail!"

"Originally, the wild boar demon had only the early stage of the God Transformation. The Blood Sacrifice of the Evil Moon Demon was enough to curse it. But now the wild boar demon outside obviously had the middle stage of the God Transformation. Although it might be that the wild boar demon set up a suspicion array, we must not do it just in case." The meaning of King Che Tian's words was clearer.

Hearing this, the Great Free Demon smiled and saw her say passionately: "It's just blood sacrifice to me. Let's just blood sacrifice to blood sacrifice. For the future of the Great Shura clan and to conquer this world, I will die without regrets."

"After the blood sacrifice, you will not be able to be reborn from the box of reincarnation." King Che Tian said just one sentence, and then the passionate and free demon of heaven shut up.

The expression of the Great Free Heavenly Demon froze on his face and said in an unconfident tone: "Impossible! Karma is immortal, and reincarnation continues."

"Reincarnation may exist, but life and death cannot continue forever." King Che Tian's words were full of wisdom, which was what the Shura clan witch who had insight into the secrets of heaven could only say.

"Even if a world has its time to perish, if people can be reborn again and again, the world will not be destroyed. Then how can our Shura clan occupy the heavens and all realms? This is simply a paradox, and reincarnation does not exist! This blood sacrifice will completely eliminate you, and all karma will turn into nothingness. The old life will inevitably die, and a new life will inevitably be born, but that has nothing to do with you." King Chetian said again, his words were full of philosophy.

"If I die, then who will control the River of Reincarnation?" said the Great Free Demon after thinking for a long time.

"We will resurrect the Great Brahma Demon as soon as possible and let him control the river of reincarnation." King Chetian said.

"I worked hard for the Shura clan for ten thousand years, and finally turned into nothingness." The Great Free Heaven Demon said with a tragic smile.

"You will not die in vain, the Shura clan will be proud of you." King Che Tian said in a condescending tone.

A trace of fierceness flashed across the face of the Great Free Demon, which was extremely unwilling and anger.

This unconcealed expression naturally fell into the eyes of King Chetian.

King Che closed his eyes and slapped his palm at the Great Free Heavenly Demon.

It was like a light pushing hand, pushing the Great Free Heavenly Demon to the cliff.

In the void behind the Great Zizai Demon, countless blood-colored tentacles grabbed the Great Zizai Demon's shoulders, arms, ankles and head, and directly pulled her into the blood-colored abyss.

What immortal golden body does not work at all...

When the Great Freedom Demon was pulled into the Abyss of the Blood Sea, a strange force in the dark directly acted on the fangs of Zhu Zishan through the Shura blood arrow.

Hundreds of miles away.

A great Shura king chased a spiritual wild boar demon reluctantly.

Countless blood-colored tentacles suddenly appeared around the body of the wild boar demon. These blood-colored tentacles were like smoke and clouds, and did not look powerful, but they appeared extremely suddenly, as if they were born from the fanged flying sword itself. Although they seemed to be extremely slow, they were impossible to get rid of them.

The blood-colored tentacles completely covered the entire wild boar demon's illusion. The illusion Jinlan cassock was broken on the spot, and the wild boar demon's illusion could not be maintained in an instant. Only a fanged flying sword wrapped in bloody smoke flew away in the air.

The Great Shura King who was chasing him later suddenly realized that no wonder he and others could not chase this wild boar demon. This was purely a flying sword.

How did a wild boar monster train its fangs into a flying sword?

Could it be that this wild boar demon also practiced the human race's sword cultivation technique?

Just when the Great Shura King was confused, the flying sword with fangs, which was like white jade, quickly corroded, and it was quickly riddled with holes. The surroundings of each hole seemed to be burned by fire. The charred holes quickly expanded, and soon the entire flying sword of fangs was corroded cleanly, as if it had never existed.

The blood-red tentacles were still not satisfied. They followed the guidance in the dark and appeared in a wasteland near the Wangchen Mountains.

Zhu Zishan, who was meditating and practicing in a cave, suddenly opened his eyes and his face was filled with incredible expressions.

Then behind him, the hole in the abyss seemed to be cracked, and the blood-red tentacles oozed out of the abyss to wrap Zhu Zishan. The blood-red tentacles had extremely strong corrosive power.

Zhu Zishan only felt the body sucking from thousands of ants.

Every pore in my body was as painful as being stabbed by a needle.

"Roar!" Zhu Zishan roared, his body immediately became bigger and thicker, and thick pig hair grew on his body. His face was lengthened and widened, and in an instant he turned into a terrifying wild boar head.

After transforming into the wild boar form, Zhu Zishan's pain was slightly relieved. Not only did he strengthen his defense after transforming into the wild boar form, but he had adapted to this pain.

The blood-colored tentacles that were put on me for no reason were indeed a bit powerful. Fortunately, I didn't break my defense and would not take my life.

Zhu Zishan gasped in big mouthfuls, and the bloodline talent and magical power of the wild boar skin and the vitality of the wild boar were urged to reach its limit.

A hole burned above his boar's fur could heal almost in the blink of an eye.

And it is not easy for the blood-colored tentacle to burn a hole in Zhu Zishan's skin.

Destruction and repair are quickly balanced.

Zhu Zishan has stabilized.

No matter how much flesh the blood-colored tentacle destroys Zhu Zishan, he can repair it in the shortest time.

The wounds pierced on the body appear and repair them in pieces.

Thanks to Zhu Zishan's advance to the late stage of the God Transformation, his magic power is still very sufficient and he can completely consume the blood-colored tentacles. At least for now, this blood-colored tentacle cannot kill Zhu Zishan.

As time goes by, the power of the blood-colored tentacles gradually weakens, and Zhu Zishan consumes less and less mana. The speed of mana loss decreases, and the speed of restoring mana does not slow down at all. Zhu Zishan gradually gains the initiative. It can even be said that even if this blood-colored tentacle acts on him for a long time, it will not pose much threat to him.

The fangs on his right have been completely corroded.
Chapter completed!