More than 8,000 people, each with a drop of origin essence blood, that is also a big bowl of the boss.

Mu Qing did not attend this "Blood Nourishment Gift" in person, but asked Xiao Attu to do it for him and use a large bowl to hold these origin essence blood.

This big bowl of essence blood, Xiao Attu only drank a small sip, and the rest was drunk by Mu Qing. It's not that Mu Qing is stingy, it's Xiao Atu's current physical strength, I'm afraid he can't withstand such a large amount of essence blood entering his body.

The eight thousand blood clans all wanted to thank Mu Qing in person, but of course they were blocked back by Xiao Atu.

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After that, Mu Qing and Xiao Attu disappeared.

But soon, a terrifying legend began to circulate among the Soul Clan.

There are different versions of this legend. One version says: A demonic beast appeared in the ancient holy law realm, this demonic beast is not only bloodthirsty, but also devours the holy core, and many tribes have been poisoned, causing damage to many clansmen.

Another version is more true and appropriate, saying that there is an alien in the blood clan, and the cultivation of this blood alien cannot be judged by common sense, he incarnates as a hunter, and picks on the soul clan monks, and the methods are extremely ruthless, known as the blood demon hunter.

This version has enough evidence to support it, because the tribes that were patronized by this "Blood Demon Hunter", those Blood Clansmen who were captured as "blood food" are all gone, there are no corpses, no traces of being erased, that is definitely to be let go.

Among the blood clan, this legend is another version, saying that a "ancient true saint" who has been sleeping for thousands of years woke up and saw the blood clan being slaughtered, so he decided to exterminate the soul clan and return the blood clan to a peaceful and stable life.

This "true saint" is even more said to be a god, and there is a look, saying that he was a holy king in the period of peace between the two clans, because one of his beloved concubines fell, he had no love, and his heart ached to the extreme, so he sealed himself into an eternal sleep with a secret method.

And today, his beloved concubine has been reincarnated, and the holy king has also woken up. There are even people who have seen this "Ancient Saint King" with his beloved concubine, who has not yet grown up and is a little girl......

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Babel, the sacred mountain of the Soul Clan.

The Soul Clan Saint King was lying alone on the huge golden chair, giggling, his voice was extremely old, but he was smiling like a child.

After a long while, he finally stopped laughing, sat up with his arms propped up, and muttered to himself, "Blood Demon Hunter? Ancient Saint King......? Mu Qing...... Are you still satisfied with my arrangement? A small tribe, more than 300 blood clans, let me help you open a door...... How many years can you stay? It won't be too long, you have to do it...... The old man is waiting for you......"

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Dulong City is a soul city.

It is said to be a city, but in fact it looks like a very large tribe, but there are many wooden houses, which occupy a very large area, and around the area, they are surrounded by thick standing trees, forming a circle of "city walls".

This is the place where the soul tribe, the Dulong tribe, lives. Of course, there are also other small tribes attached to the Dulong Tribe, and there are some other large tribes who come and go, and the mortal towns that are shaped like the spiritual realm are very lively.

In a tall and majestic wooden house in the center of the city, an old man of the Soul Clan, who had two horns and a long tail in the back, was listening to the report of the next person, his face was gloomy.

I only listened to the report: "Great Shaman, the above is the situation of my soul clan being attacked by the 'Blood Demon Hunter' this month, look at this, there is a tendency to intensify, you see our ......"

The old man of the Soul Clan pondered for a moment, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and said, "What 'Blood Demon Hunter', it's just a small night!"

"But......" the reporter stopped.

The old man twisted his long beard and said, "Look at which tribes he has attack......ed?" All of them are small tribes the size of needles, dozens or hundreds of people! They don't dare to show their appearance, what is it if they are not small?

The person who reported hurriedly said, "The great shaman is very true! However, what the younger generation is worried about is ...... If we let it go...... This person absorbs more and more essence blood, and he will cultivate again in the future...... I'm afraid there will be chaos!Moreover, the younger generation has also heard rumors from the Blood Clan, they regard this 'Blood Demon Hunter' as a savior, and there is a faint sign of riots......"

"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly and said, "Those blood fools!"

After thinking about it, the old man said again: "The Holy King will not be unaware...... He didn't make a move, which means that he doesn't care about it either...... However, we can do the Holy King a small favor, maybe as soon as the old man is happy, he can give us a place to go to the Soul Washing Pool, and we can have a few more ......."

Hearing the words "Soul Washing Pool", the next monk hurriedly said: "The great shaman is far-sighted!"

The old man said again: "Just let the Eagle go, isn't it rumored that his junior Sudden Bone died at the hands of this 'Blood Demon Hunter'?"

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Blood Pool City is the place where the four major tribes of the Blood Clan gather.

These four major tribes, each of which has a population of more than one million, and the most populous Fengwu tribe is as much as more than four million, plus many small tribes attached to the four major tribes, the population of this Blood Pool City is not less than 20 million, and the area of the city is dozens of times larger than that of Dulong City.

It's grazing season at the moment, and Bloodpool City is a lively scene.

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In a small restaurant made of wooden planks, a delicate and cute girl from the blood clan wiped out a large table of food, looked at a companion wearing a cloak beside her, and said a little embarrassed: "Brother, it's delicious, you can taste it if you're not hungry, don't you really eat a little?"

The cloaked "younger brother" beside her shook his head, and did not answer, but listened to the discussion of the people at the tables around her, talking about the legend that had spread throughout the ancient holy law realm in recent years.

Although the diners at the surrounding tables were a little curious about the girl and her strange "brother", the forest was too big to have any birds, and some people liked to wrap themselves in animal skins, and there was no fuss, and after a few glances at the two, they ate and chatted.

For the past three years. Atul not only cultivated to a great advancement, but in the early stage of the Holy Core, he also grew a lot taller, half a head taller than Mu Qing, who was not short among the Terran monks, so when there were outsiders, Atul could only call Mu Qing "younger brother".

Atul felt a little awkward in his heart, he was going to call Uncle Mu Qing "younger brother" now, and in a few years, his body would be formed, would it be difficult to call him "child"?

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Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Mu Qing was still thinking about another thing, that is, about that soul clan treasure, the Soul Washing Pool.

Back then, Mu Qing searched for Tu Luo's soul, thinking that he could get the news of this "soul washing pool", but the result disappointed him. This shaman Tura did not know anything about the "Soul Cleansing Pool".

In the past three years, he has taken little Atul to stop and go, almost all over half of the area of this ancient holy law realm, attacked many soul tribes, searched for souls of many soul clans, and also went to many blood tribes to inquire about news, but he still found nothing.

In this way, this "Soul Washing Pool" became even more mysterious, which made Mu Qing's curiosity stronger.

Mu Qing estimated that the news about this "Soul Washing Pool" must be in the hands of the high-level of those big soul tribes, and ordinary people don't know about it.

However, Mu Qing now knows that the strength of those soul clan powers is by no means comparable to Tu Luo, with his current strength, even if he has made a big leap in the past three years, he still has no absolute certainty of victory in the face of a soul clan power.

What's more, those Soul Clan powers are hiding in the tribe one by one, and once they break in, they are likely to face thousands of Soul Clan sieges.

Therefore, Mu Qing discussed with Xiao Atuyi and decided to go to Bloodpool City first to find a way to change his appearance.

Just thinking about it, little Atul smiled and said, "Brother, I like the story of the ancient saint king who woke up and came to find his princess, what about you?"

Mu Qing smiled indifferently and said, "It would be nice if there really was such an ancient saint king." Let's eat our fill, let's go. ”

Little Atul snorted, took out a piece of holy stone the size of a fingernail and put it on the table as food, took Mu Qing's "little hand", and walked out......