Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

At the same time, the red tide grew wildly in the bloody moonlight.

There are three moons in the blood demon world, and the furthest moon is so gloomy, it's like a blurry spot.

The other two moons were so close, so big that they looked like a pair of unclosed magic eyes that they were glowing a scarlet light that immersed the whole world in red.

The Blood Demon Realm was thus named.

Red tide mosquitoes are a very strange form of life, between animals, plants and fungi, illuminated by the red moon, like a red tide, that can cover the entire mountain peak overnight and reach several metres thick.

Numerous demonized plants have deeply entrenched their roots in the red tide mosquito, sucking on the blood and moon demon energy of the red tide mosquito.

Innumerable demonic beasts feed on demonized plants and eventually become the nourishment of high-order demons.

It is by relying on the wonderful ecosystem of blood moon and red tide mosquitoes that the energy provided by the stars can be harnessed to the extreme and harsh environment of the blooddemonic realm to produce many great demons and beast tides.

At this moment, between the staggered canine teeth and the rocky mountains, a team with invisible tails is moving forward.

It was an army retreating from the heavenly realm, carrying the bodies of countless demons.

The bottom of the valley is filled with holes over ten meters in diameter, deep and foggy.

From the bottom of the hole came the sound of "snoring”, and it seemed that there were giant, unpopular demonic beasts lying deep beneath the ground.

Hundreds of people dressed in colorful feathercoats, spiritualists with demon bells and sceptres stood beside the ground, and their mouths burst with sharp thrills, gathered together through the echoes of the valley to capture the sound of demons.

“Wow! Wow!”

The bodies of countless demons were thrown into the dark fog hole.

“Knock, knock, knock!" Knock! ”The voice makes my scalp numb and not chilly.

The regular army of demons carrying the corpse was dancing with their hands, rejoicing, and the eyes of many demons showed envy.

Soul Recruiters shout:

“The soul of the saint warrior has returned to the temple of all demons, turned into a demon spirit, immortal! ”

Among the queues carrying the corpses, there were also some demonic tribes who were seriously injured and could not be cured. When they came to the cave, there was sudden fire in their eyes and they cried out:

“Be a demon spirit, immortal! ”

“Meet me, Hall of Monsters! ”

Speaking, jump straight into the hole.

In the sound of "clicking”, there seemed to be a faint scream, but it was obscured by the dark fog.

There was a cheer in the valley.

Not far from the valley, it is a giant peak with fangs and a straight penetration of the dome, which has been dug up and filled with passages and caves.

Tens of thousands of giant red crystals, embedded on both sides of the cave, each crystal bearing a strangely shaped demonic tribe, many demonic grinning teeth, extreme pain, flesh tearing, granulation, swelling and peristalsis.

Thousands of tunnels, nine turns and eighteen turns, deep in Mount Fangfang, come together and become a giant cave.

At the corner of the cave, is a three-metre square blood pool with a thick red liquid that emits intense bloody flavors and "goofy goofy” flickering bubbles, producing a ray of steam.

It's like blood, it's like lava!

Wang Trident is immersed in the blood pool, only one big head is exposed, but the flickering blood wave will also punch him in the face from time to time, every punch will tear off a piece of flesh, revealing the bones of Whiteson, but the next punch, will reorganize the flesh.

The Trident has been immersed in this “regeneration pool" for nine days and nine nights.

It is both a cure and a cruel punishment.

Nine days and nine nights, the flesh is eroded once and again, and grows, and erodes, and the taste of the medium, such as the hearts of all ants, is unspeakable.

Wang Zhi dared not reveal a little pain and dissatisfaction, even * * was about to die stuck in his throat, only to frighten the figure contemplating deep in the cave.

Just because, that's his master, the horrible demon king, the bloody grandfather!

Unlike the Federation of Xingyang, the social form of the Blood Demon Realm is divided into countless demonic tribes. Several tribes unite to call themselves a country. Dozens of demonic countries, large and small, fight each other to kill each other. The Lion Slaughter Nation, born of Wang Trident, is one of the more powerful.

Above the demonic kingdom, there are demon emperors, who claim to be the spokespersons of the Pandemon Palace in the blood demon realm, have the deepest power to communicate with the endless stars, billions of demon spirits.

It was under the reign of the demonic emperor that dozens of demonic kingdoms could organize themselves to attack the celestial realm.

Originally only the 21st son of the Lion Slaughter King, Wang Wang Wang wandered into the Thunder Mountains to conquer the mutant Lion Dragon in order to compete for the prince's title.

When he was about to succeed, he was stabbed, killed the mutant lion dragon, and set a trap with the demon dan of the mutant lion dragon, blowing up all his claw teeth.

He also deserved his life. In the Big Bang, two demon kings sent by the Lion Slaughter King to assist and monitor him were also severely wounded.

Instead, he was almost undamaged by a protective demon device that his mother had given him.

When Wang Zhi was seized, he attacked his hand, slaughtered two demon kings and dug out their demon dan.

He then returned to the Blood Demon Realm to find a quiet place to slowly refine the Demon Dan and improve his strength.

But on an unexpected trip out hunting, he met the blood robe ancestors.

After devouring the two demons, Wang Trident changed bones and was singularly blooded. He was sighted by the blood robe ancestors and adopted as a disciple.

Thereafter, with the support of the ancestors of the blood robe, Wang Zhi returned to the country of the lion slaughter, and, in a rush of thunder, cleansed all dozens of brothers, climbed the throne of the prince, and even hidden and the lion slaughter king's chamber resisted to seize the throne.

However, his luck ended there.

This invasion of the celestial realm is just a probationary outpost, but Wang Trident thinks it is a good opportunity to set up the work of immortality, not only actively prepare for the war, but also pleaded to the blood robe ancestors three to five times, finally borrowed the red jade fog illusion knife.

I thought I could kill dozens of foundation brothers with this knife.

Better luck, even an opportunity to ambush a single injured Golden Dane or two!

In the blood demon kingdom, weak flesh and strong, the winner is the king, with the most emphasis on strength and combat power.

If he can truly kill a Golden Dane, then when he returns to the Lion Slaughter Nation, all he has to do is raise a blood knife, a single voice, and fear countless armies, he will gather under him to stop supporting the old Lion Slaughter King.

It's just a shame...

He lost!

Not only was he badly injured, but his body was destroyed.

More importantly, even the blood robe ancestors temporarily lent her red jade fog phantom knife, were lost in the celestial realm.

“Hate! I hate! ”

When I think of the fixer who did bad things to him, Wang Trident hated Venus. His teeth were just reborn and instantly chewed up again.

The mendman, clearly not yet in the foundation period, is only equipped with mass production crystalline armor, but with tricks, he defeated the ground!

“Despicable reviser, I will find you, kill you, and all your friends and family, your lovers, your division doors, none of you will be spared, crushing you all to the mud! ”

Wang Zhi suffered, but growled low.

A moment later, the voice stopped, like a sharp blade over his neck.

Deep in the cave, a blood shadow drifted slowly.

This is a very handsome, "perfect and flawless” person who can't see the half-baked demonic beast trait on the outside, the skin is delicate and clean, crisp as a baby, the face is like a seventy-eight year old with no heart.

There are only eyes, but they are muddy, deep, and filled with grey haze.

It's like, in the orbit of a seven-year-old child, a pair of 300-year-olds are hard pressed in the eye.

A red robe was attacked and worn on the body, such as blood flowing slowly.

He's the Emperor of Demons, Old Blood Robe!

Once the blood robe ancestors appeared, the boiling intensity of the blood pool instantly increased tenfold, and countless blood buds appeared in the blood water, such as a pair of small hands desperately tearing Wang Zhi's face.

Wang Trident was in pain, tears flowed down, but he dared not hum.

The old man in the blood robe smiled and watched Wang Trident suffer slightly. A moment later, he said softly:

“Wang Zhi, do you know what's wrong? ”

Wang Zhi almost fainted, beating his spirit, trembling:

“Dear Master, the apprentice knows that the red jade fog phantom knife is made of extremely rare blood marrow of a thousand meters underground. The material is invaluable, but the apprentice lost it...”

“The responsibility lies with the apprentice, who will not escape! ”

“The apprentice swears to the Infinite Demon Spirit of the Hall of All Demons that within a year, he will surely regain the Red Jade Mist Fantasy Knife. Otherwise, he would rather be slapped to death by his master, exposed to the wilderness, and never be able to enter the Hall of All Demons! ”

Ancestor Blood Robe swept his eyes and suddenly a round roll appeared between his fingers, a light yellow demonic beast like a balloon, bouncing gently into the blood pool.

“You said that the one who took the red jade fog phantom knife was a particularly strong basebone armor. This‘ information bug 'just cracked hundreds of human crystal brains that we captured, absorbed a lot of information, it's all about the basebone armor. Analyze it yourself and find out the answer! ”

The emergence of information worms has suddenly changed the colour of the king's trite.

Even nine days and nine nights soaked in a regeneration pool, he had never been so afraid.

Nevertheless, under the burning gaze of the blood robe's ancestors, he bit his teeth and caught the informant worm, trembling towards his forehead.

“Huh!”

In the information bug, suddenly more than a dozen granulated sprouts, such as arrows, burst into his brain.

The granulation is constantly expanding, contracting, twisting, peristalsis.

“Ah!”

Wang Trident's eyes turned white, screamed a torn heart lung, struggled desperately in the blood pool, flipped, floated, stirred thousands of blood flowers.

A picture, a scream, a series of data, like a volcanic eruption, instantly burst into his brain.

Battleyard of the Great Wilderness, basebone armor!

Military tender!

Flying crystal ball speed!

Challenge a Crystal Battleship with a Subdued Armor!

Li Yao, a student of the Great Wilderness Waryard, a test driver of the basebone armor, one of the leading basebone armor masters in the heavenly realm, and also a refiner, specializes in remodeling armor and setting explosive traps.

Wait...

Li Yao, a year and a half ago, studied Jing Jiao mastery at Thunder Training Camp and lost 10 days and 10 nights in the Thunder Mountains.

Thunder Mountains?

Thunder Mountains!

The tumbling in the blood pool suddenly stopped.

Though the brains come with a sharp pain of conical heartburn, the Wang Trident instantly solidifies into a shady statue.

He was suddenly enlightened by the massive amount of information in the human brain, linked together like blood diamonds.

Li Yao, in the Thunder Mountains, killed all his men and caused him a great loss.

Also in Red Lotus City, he forcibly interrupted his transmission, severely wounded him, and took away the Red Jade Mist Phantom Knife.

“Vulture Li Yao...”

On Wang Trident's face, he smiled brutally, one by one, squeezing four words out of his broken teeth, "Turns out it's you! ”