Although he is in the Nascent Soul stage, his realm is not as good as the Bear King and Bormu, but his real methods may not be worse than these two. Moreover, if it is in terms of credit, he is not inferior to the two God Transformation stages. In some aspects, no one can compare to him except Chi Yuqi's head skill that sent the Thunder of Punishment.

He is the queen bee he killed, the two-headed demon king of four veins!

"My merits and other things are just false reputations. I didn't come to the defense line for the sake of making merits and leaving my name forever. I just hope that everything will be done and no trouble!" Han Ming looked back at Feihong Palace deeply, and with a pinch of the magic trick, he disappeared from the spot.

.........

On the Turkic Grassland, which is more than ten thousand miles away from the defense line of the heavenly chasm, a tall demon palace among millions of demon cultivators, with four arms in Nirvana Demon Lord, the old ape Demon Lord stood in front of a whole piece of jade made of a thousand-year-old blood jade, and an old man wearing a gold and silver robe lay on the terrified jade bed.

"Young Master Feng, how could it be like this? Isn't the young master protected by Chi Feng? Why was he injured like this?" Master Nirvana said in a deep voice.

The old man on the jade bed had pale face as paper, his lips were dry, and his face was stacked with folds after layer upon layer, as if he was as angry as a frizzy person, and he looked like a skinny and thin person in his 70s and 80s, and he was about to die.

"The blood-robed man who had sneaked into the Demon Army before, he came to attack again while several venerables went out. At that time, Feng was helping his clan members to remove the Suyin Blood Soul Life Curse. He took advantage of the situation and sneaked into it with the strange long sword. His whole body was abraded, his soul was almost taken over, and his dantian was almost destroyed!" The withered old man on the bed coughed, and he spat a mouthful of thick green blood.

This person is the current helmsman of the Dongsha clan, Feng Zhong.

"If it weren't for the blood sacrifice power of the same clan that had been accumulated over tens of thousands of years after the Shuyin Blood Soul Life Curse was lifted, and the blood sacrifice power of the same clan that had been accumulated over tens of thousands of years was fed back to the attack of the sword, Feng would have been dead long ago and would not have seen the two venerables!" The old man on the jade bed tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyes were in chaos, without a trace of spirit.

"How could that be? Wasn't the man in blood robe stopped by the ghost head? Why did he run to the back? The ghost head didn't come back, was he killed? And what about Chi Feng, where did he die? Wasn't he protecting Mr. Feng in close proximity?" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord was extremely furious, and his tone was extremely cold.

The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord was furious. This trip to Dibei was really an incomparable failure. It should have been destroyed, but I didn't expect the loss to be so heavy!

Especially this last time, Venerable Salamander died in battle, and Venerable Four Vein and Venerable Ghost Head were missing. It was a bit of a disaster. It was easy to say that there were hundreds of demon lords under the ancestor, and it was not a big deal to die. But this Feng was finally the registered disciple of the ancestor. He almost died this time. The ancestor knew about it, and he was afraid that he would get angry. When the ancestor was angry, he killed several demon lords in one thought!

"Chireng rebelled. After several venerables left, he sneaked into the blood soul altar and stole the blood soul power. Then he escaped with the blood soul power and disappeared. After he rebelled, the man in the blood robe sneaked in and attacked me!" Feng Zhong seemed too tired and couldn't speak. He closed his eyes, but a mental fluctuation came from his mind.

"What? Chi Feng rebelled and stole the power of the blood soul?" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord immediately showed horror when he heard this and immediately asked.

"How much did you steal, how much left!" The old ape Demon Lord's face was also gloomy, looking calm, but in fact, when his naturally drooping hands were trembling, you could tell how scared he was.

The fall of other demon masters and Feng was seriously injured was still a mistake that could be compensated. But if the power of the blood soul was lost and the great affairs of the ancestor was delayed, the ancestor Pan Nirvana was furious, even if they had ten lives, they would not have enough to kill!

"It seems to know the importance of the power of blood souls, and did not dare to steal too much. It only stole 30% of the blood souls from one altar, about tens of millions of mortal souls!" A spiritual fluctuation came from Feng Zhong's mind again.

"Only 30% of the altar?" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord and the old ape were both relieved when they heard this. This number of blood souls was nothing and would not have much impact on the overall situation.

"It's conscious. If it steals more than three altars, we may not be able to chase it to the ends of the earth!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord let out a sigh of relief, "But since there is such a small amount of blood soul power, let him go for the time being and make a decision later!"

"Yes, the most urgent task is to return to Central Earth immediately, send the blood soul power of the thirty-five altars to the ancestor, and send Mr. Feng back to the holy realm to recover from his wounds earlier. The spiritual objects in the world are far from comparable to those in the lower realm. Even if Mr. Feng is seriously injured, he can recover quickly!" the old ape added on the side.

"Where are the other tribes of my Dongsha tribes? Will the blood-robed man make things difficult for them?" At this time, Feng, who was lying on the jade bed, opened his eyes hard and asked slowly.

Two heads and four arms Nirvana Demon Lord, the old ape just shook his head silently when he heard this.

Feng finally laughed bitterly when he heard this, and slowly closed his eyes: "Two priests, Feng is a little tired and wants to take a rest. Please ask the two priests to go out first!"

The two-headed, four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord and the old ape looked at each other, and a hint of helplessness flashed in their eyes. Over the years, they also saw that the Dongsha clan, which had only a few dozen people left, was united as one, and did not judge the seniority based on the level of cultivation!

I have to say it again. Although the human race is cunning, it is extremely united at some moments. The withered Dongsha clan and the precarious natural defense line can always bloom the beauty of human nature!

"The man in the blood robe is cruel. It is not easy for Mr. Feng to save his life. I still have to be relieved. After all, as long as Mr. Feng is still alive, the Dongsha clan will not be destroyed, and it may be shining because of Mr. Feng in the future!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord explained on the side.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Feng, I appreciate it!" Feng nodded at the end, then closed his eyes completely, and looked like he would no longer pay attention to the two demon lords.

Seeing this, the two-headed, four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord and the old ape were helpless. They exchanged their eyes and turned their heads to walk outside. But at this moment, a weak voice came from behind them: "I would like to ask the two priests to bury Feng's tribe members!"

The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the old ape beside him, and he winked, stopping Nirvana Demon Lord from having already reached his mouth. Then the old ape nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, you will definitely bury thirty-seven old children from the Dongsha clan!"

The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord nodded silently when he heard this, gave up the idea of ​​telling the fact that the other dead Dongsha people had no bones left, and followed the old ape outside.

"Chimuqi, our clan has just lifted the blood curse that has been entangled for thousands of years, and you come and kill it! This hatred is irreconcilable. One day, Feng will definitely kill you with you and kill all the people of your clan!" Feng finally looked at the top of the hall and swore tragically.

But Feng didn't know that Chi Yuqi's people from the Chi family clan had already been killed by Chi Yuqi himself, and had trained to become the three flowers' painstaking corpse demons, using their blood power to suppress the Xuangui of the past. Now the three-headed corpse demons have long disappeared.

The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord walked out of the hall, turned his head slightly, glanced at the several late-stage demon cultivators guarding outside the hall, and gave a faint command: "You will send the order down and order all the demon cultivators to rush to the blood sacrifice altar, ready to work together to control the blood altar and return to the Middle Earth!"

"Return to Middle Earth?" A bald old man said to himself, and immediately added: "But Lord Venerable, if we return to Middle Earth now, will our previous efforts be wasted!"

When the old ape heard this, he turned cold and shouted in a deep voice: "What? Is it because someone from the spiritual world has come, and you don't want to join the human race anymore? But you don't think about it. The magic skills you practiced in the end will also ascend to our holy realm, and the holy realm is your upper realm!"

The old ape was angry, and the bald old man was suddenly a little scared and trepidated. He quickly knelt on the ground and waved his hand to deny it: "How dare I? I am all demon cultivators, and I am irreconcilable with spiritual cultivators!"

"Okay, okay, get up, don't we know your loyalty!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord waved his hand slightly, and then said calmly: "Get up, returning to Central Earth is the order of the ancestor, and we cannot violate it. Instead of being confused, it is better to gather the demon cultivators under his command immediately and take them to the blood altar to return to Central Earth together. When the ancestor is happy, he might personally display the demonic energy to inject you into a holy clan, so that you can completely become a holy clan!"

The demon cultivators of the human race were all overjoyed when they heard this. They stood up one after another, bowed to the two demon lords, thanked them repeatedly, and hurriedly went down to summon the demon cultivators to the blood altar.

After several great monks of the Demonic Way left, the two-headed, four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord and the old ape looked at each other, sneered at each other, and then headed towards the blood altar.

Three hours later, on some empty plain in the boundless demon cloud, thirty-four blood-colored altars more than a hundred feet tall were quietly suspended in the air, forming a super formation covering more than a hundred miles.

The sky above this super formation was covered with rich blood clouds, and millions of pale-faced demon cultivators were looking around in horror. The separation of resistance was helpless. The blood and energy around them were quickly pulled out by the formation.

"Sir Venerable, why do you treat my ten Demon Sects like this? We are all loyal and helping you to capture so many territories!" A great monk of Demonic Way roared at the blood clouds with his voice full of reluctance.

"Ha, without you, how can you get together these 35th blood altars? How can you make up for the blood soul power stolen by Chi Feng? I originally planned to completely destroy Dibei and then collect your blood soul power. However, the ancestor could not use Dibei's blood soul power, so I could only use you to make up the number first!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord smiled, then pointed at the front, and the boundless blood clouds around him gathered in the middle, completely surrounding more than one million demon cultivators.

"It's still the long-term plan for fellow Nirvana. He asked these inferior demon cultivators to take special pills a few years ago. Now they have lost 99% of their strength by using the methods they had laid down. Now they are just fish on the sticking board! Otherwise, these more than one million people will work together to break through the blood altar formation and escape a lot!" The old ape glanced at the rolling blood clouds and spoke to the two-headed and four-armed demon princess with admiration.

"It's just a trivial matter. Originally, the power of the blood soul was not enough, so I didn't plan to let these demon cultivators go. Sooner or later, I would have to take action against them. Of course, I would have left some tricks earlier! However, I didn't expect that the ancestors have gained a lot in the holy world and accumulated enough blood soul power. Now I can only attack these demon cultivators in advance!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Lord shook his head and smiled, then added: "Every time, melt the blood soul power of these demon cultivators, bring thirty-five blood altars back to the Middle Earth, and hand it over to the ancestors!"

The old ape looked at the blood altar in the distance, his eyes flashed, and he nodded.

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On the other side, in the defense line of the heavenly chasm, in a small valley tens of thousands of feet in a radius, there were rows of monks in black robes, including men and women, old and young, beautiful and ugly, all of whom were covered with heavy iron chains.

These black-robed monks are all human races, but there is a faint leakage of demonic energy in their bodies, which is very different from the spiritual cultivation around them. They are clearly demonic cultivation.

These people were the many demon cultivators who were "bewitched" by Du Yu. They awakened their consciences and turned to the darkness and turned to the light to return to the human race.

There was a white-robed spiritual cultivator standing behind each of these more than 100,000 demon cultivators, holding a long sword in his hand.

"I am only sixteen years old, I am the celestial spirit root, don't kill me!" A beautiful cultivator who was locked by a talisman and his head was on the guillotine, crying while begging the boy who was only eighteen or nineteen years old behind him.

"I am still a spiritual body, and it is of great use to the dual-cultivation Taoist couple. Don't kill me, I'll marry you!" The female cultivator in the black robe cried with a rain, "If you don't be a Taoist couple, you can be a concubine, a maid, or a cauldron, just beg you not to kill me!"

If that young man is begged by such an extremely beautiful and highly qualified girl, he will feel a little soft-hearted. The same is true for this young man who has perfect Qi cultivation. His hands holding the long sword are slightly loose.

But this is not the only one who can make the decision in the Qi training period. It’s a pity that such a beauty, uh, more than 100,000 people, this kind of existence that should be the daughter of a genius is not the only one!

"I was forced to do so. The entire sect announced that it had defected to the demon clan. I had no choice but to resist. I don't want to betray the human clan. So far, I have never killed a spiritual cultivator. If I don't believe it, I can ask the seniors of the Jindan stage to verify it." The beautiful cultivator in the black dress was trembling slightly because of fear, and kept explaining, although basically no one cared about it.

"I was forced to do so. All the ancestors of the sect have defected to the demon clan, and we low-level monks cannot resist. We are innocent. The real culprit is the ancestors of the sect!" At this time, such crying came from somewhere.

The cry seemed to have broken something, and many people began to shout in fear. For a moment, there were sounds of injustice everywhere in ancient times, like the sea blue, one after another.

But no matter how these demon cultivators shouted, the person in charge did not care. Even if the executioners who were about to be executed were a little reluctant, they could do nothing and could only stay quietly and wait for the order.

"The time has come, slash!" A blue command arrow fell from the clouds, stared at by more than 100,000 gazes, slowly landed on the ground, rolled a few times, and lay quietly on the ground.

"Please don't kill me. I'm only sixteen years old. I'm the Tianling Gen, I'll use it as a cauldron for you!" The girl in black dress cried and begged, trying hard to turn her head and begged the boy with her eyes, but she was locked by the guillotine and could not see anything.

"I will hurry!" The young man gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and then slashed it with a fierce knife.

A large stream of blood splattered two or three feet away. The beautiful head rolled around for a few times before stopping. Before his eyes disappeared, he was still muttering in his mouth not to kill me, I was being held back, don't kill me, let me do anything, etc.

In just a few breaths, there was no more pleading in the valley. There were only more than 100,000 human corpses and blood flowing into rivers, all over the ground.
Chapter completed!