Walking out of the Feihong Palace, Han Ming turned his head to take a look, and a wave of fluctuation surged in his heart, he was 'kicked out', he really didn't expect it, was there something inconvenient for him to know? .

Although he is in the Yuan Infant Stage, he is not as good as King Bear and Bormu in the realm, but the real means are not necessarily worse than these two people, and if it is about merit, he is not at all inferior to the two Transformation Stages of the Gods, in some ways, except for the head merit of Chi Yu Qi to send the thunder of punishment, no one can compare to him at all.

He's the queen bee he killed, the four-veined two-headed demon venerable!

"Meritorious deeds and the like are just false names, and I didn't come to the Heavenly Trench Defense Line for the sake of meritorious service, leaving a name for eternity, I just hope that everything is in order, and there will be no moths!" Han Ming looked back at the Feihong Hall deeply, and with a pinch, he disappeared in place.

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In the Turkic steppe more than 10,000 miles away from the Heavenly Trench Defense Line, in a tall demon hall suspended in millions of demon cultivators, the old ape demon venerable stood in front of a jade bed carved from a thousand years of blood jade, and an old man in a gold and silver robe was lying on the angry jade bed.

"Feng Gongzi, how did it become like this, didn't Childe have the protection of the red wind, why was he injured like this!"

The young man on the jade bed was as pale as paper, his lips were dry, and his face was stacked with layers of folds.

"The blood-robed man who had sneak attacked the demon army before, he took advantage of a few Venerable Lords to go out, and came to sneak attack again, at that time, Feng was helping the clansmen to lift the blood soul curse, and he took advantage of it to sneak attack, and used that strange long sword to sneak attack, his body and blood were worn away, his soul was almost taken away, and his dantian was almost destroyed!" The withered old man on the bed coughed, and spit out a mouthful of thick green stained blood by the way.

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

"If it weren't for the fact that after the Blood Soul Curse was lifted, the power of the blood sacrifice of the same clan accumulated over tens of thousands of years fed back to itself and withstood the attack of that sword, Feng would have died a long time ago, and he wouldn't have seen the two Venerables!"

"How could it be? Didn't the blood-robed man be 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 Chifeng, where did he die? Didn't he protect Feng Gongzi closely!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable was furious, and his tone was extremely cold.

The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Venerable was furious, this expedition to the north was really an incomparable failure, it should have been devastating, but I didn't expect such a heavy loss!

Especially this last time, the Salamander Venerable died in battle, the Four Veins Venerable, and the Ghost Head Venerable are nowhere to be found, I am afraid that it is also more auspicious, these are all good to say, there are hundreds of Demon Venerables under the ancestor lord, and it is not a big deal to die a few. But this Feng is the registered disciple of the ancestor after all, this time he almost fell, the ancestor knows, I am afraid that he will be angry, the ancestor is angry, and killing a few demon venerables is in one thought!

"Chifeng rebelled, after several Venerable Lords left, he sneaked into the Blood Soul Altar, stole the power of the Blood Soul, and then fled with the power of the Blood Soul, and disappeared, and after he rebelled, the blood-robed man also sneaked in and attacked me!"

"What?, Chifeng rebelled and stole the power of the blood soul?" Hearing this, the Double-Headed and Four-Armed Nirvana Venerable suddenly showed a look of horror and immediately asked.

"How much has been stolen, how much is left!" The old ape Demon Venerable's face was also gloomy as water, and he looked calm, but in fact, looking at his naturally falling hands were trembling a little, you could know how frightened he was.

The fall of the other Demon Venerables and the serious injuries of Feng Zhong can be regarded as reparable faults, but if they lose the power of the blood soul and delay the great affairs of the Ancestor of the Ancestors, under the anger of the Ancestors of Pannia, they will not be able to kill them with ten lives!

"It seems to know the importance of the power of the blood soul, and it didn't dare to steal too much, it only stole thirty percent of the blood souls of one altar, probably nearly ten million mortal souls!" A spiritual fluctuation came from Feng Zhong's mind again.

"There is only one altar of Sancheng?" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable and the old ape were all relieved when they heard this, this amount of blood souls is nothing, and it will not have much impact on the overall situation.

"Count its acquaintance, if it steals more than three altars, we have to hunt it down to the ends of the earth!" "The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable exhaled lightly, "But since there is so little blood soul power, let's let him go for the time being, and then we will do it later!"

"Yes, the top priority is to return to Middle-earth immediately, send the blood and soul power of the thirty-five altars to the Ancestor, and also send Feng Gongzi back to the Holy Realm to recuperate from his injuries earlier, where the heaven and earth spirit objects are far from being comparable to the Nether Realm, even if Feng Gongzi is seriously injured, he can recover quickly!" the old ape added on the side.

"What about the other clansmen, can the blood-robed people embarrass them?" At this time, Feng Zhong, who was lying on the jade bed, opened his eyes with great effort and asked slowly.

Double-headed and four-armed Nirvana Venerable, the old ape just shook his head silently when he heard this.

Feng finally laughed miserably when he heard this, and slowly closed his eyes: "Two Venerable Lords, Feng is a little tired and wants to take a rest, please let the two Venerable Lords go out first!"

The two-headed four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable and the old ape glanced at each other, a trace of helplessness flashed in their eyes, they had also seen the situation of the withered Dongsha clan being united as one over the years, and they didn't regard cultivation as a high or low grade at all!

I have to say it again, although the human race is cunning, but at some moments it is extremely united, the withered Dongsha clan, the precarious line of defense of the moat, can always bloom the beauty of human nature!

"That blood-robed man is cruel, it is not easy for Feng Gongzi to save his life, I still have to be relieved, after all, as long as Feng Zhong Gongzi is still alive, the Dongsha clan will not be destroyed, and it may be because Feng Gongzi will shine in the future!"

"Thank you Venerable Lord for your kindness, Feng Mou's heart has it!" Feng finally nodded, and then completely closed his eyes, and looked like he no longer cared about the two Demon Venerables.

Seeing this, the two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Venerable and the old ape were also helpless, exchanged glances, and then turned their heads and walked outside, but at this moment, a weak voice came from behind them: "Please also ask the two Venerable Lords to bury Feng's clansmen!"

The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by the old ape on the side, and he made a look, preventing the Nirvana Demon Venerable from reaching his mouth, and then the old ape nodded: "Feng Gongzi, don't worry, you will definitely bury the thirty-seven old and young people of the Dongsha clan!"

Hearing this, the two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Venerable nodded silently, giving up the idea of telling the fact that the other dead Dongsha masters were gone, and followed the old ape towards the outside.

"Chiyu abandoned, this hatred is not shared, one day, Feng will definitely fight with you and kill all the people of your clan!" Feng finally looked at the top of the hall and swore miserably.

This Feng finally didn't know that the people of the Chi family clan abandoned by Chiyu had already been killed by Chiyu and practiced into a three-flower painstaking corpse demon, using the power of the bloodline to suppress the mysterious ghosts of the year, but now the three-headed corpse demon has long since disappeared.

The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable walked out of the main hall, turned his head slightly, glanced at the several late Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators who were guarding outside the main hall, and lightly ordered: "Wait for the order to go down, and order all the demon cultivators to rush to the place of the Blood Altar, prepare to join hands to control the Blood Altar and return to Middle-earth!"

"Back to Middle-earth?" a bald-headed old man muttered to himself, and then immediately added, "But Venerable One, if we go back to Middle-earth now, our previous efforts will not be in vain!"

When the old ape heard this, his face immediately turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice: "What's the matter? Isn't it that someone from the spirit realm is here, so you don't want to take refuge in the human race? But don't you want to think about it, the magic skills you cultivate, and the final ascension is also our holy realm, and the holy realm is your upper realm!"

The old ape was furious, and the bald old man was suddenly a little frightened, and hurriedly knelt directly on the ground, and waved his hand to deny: "How dare your subordinates, your subordinates and others are all demon cultivators, and they don't share the sky with spiritual cultivation!"

"Alright, alright, get up, don't we know your loyalty!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Venerable waved his hand slightly, and then said lightly: "Get up, it is the order of the Ancestor to return to Middle-earth, and we can't disobey it." Instead of doubting, it is better to immediately gather the demon cultivators under him, take them to the place of the Blood Altar, and prepare to return to Middle-earth with the Blood Altar together, and when the Ancestor is happy, he may personally cast a demonic qi infusion on you, so that you can completely become a saint!"

When the Terran demon cultivators heard this, they all showed great joy, they got up one after another, bowed their hands to the two demon venerables, thanked them again and again, and then hurriedly went down separately and summoned those demon cultivators to rush to the place of the blood altar.

After several Demon Dao Great Cultivators left, the two-headed four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable and the old ape glanced at each other, each sneered, and then also headed towards the place of the Blood Altar.

Three hours later, on an empty plain somewhere in the boundless demon clouds, thirty-four blood-colored altars that were more than 100 zhang tall were quietly suspended in mid-air, forming a super large array covering more than 100 miles.

The sky above this super array was covered with a thick blood cloud, and among them, there were millions of pale-faced demon cultivators looking around in horror, and the resistance of separation was helpless, and the blood and qi around them were quickly being pulled out by the big array.

"Venerable One, why do you treat my Ten Demon Sects like this, we are all loyal, how many territories have we helped Your Excellency!" A Demon Dao Great Cultivator raised his head to the sky and roared at the blood cloud, his voice full of unwillingness.

"Heh, without you, how can these thirty-fifth blood altars be gathered?How can the blood soul power stolen by Chifeng make up for it? Originally, I planned to completely destroy the earth north and then collect your blood soul power, but the ancestor can't use the power of the earth north blood soul, so I can only use you to make up the number first!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable smiled, and then lightly pointed at the front, and the boundless blood cloud around him pressed towards the middle, completely surrounding more than a million demon cultivators in the middle.

"It's still a long time ago, as early as a few years ago, I let these inferior demon cultivators take special pills, and now they use the means they planted at the beginning, and they suddenly lose ninety percent of their strength, and now they are just fish and meat on the sticky board! Otherwise, these more than a million people will work together, maybe they can break through this blood altar array and escape a lot!" The old ape glanced at the tumbling blood cloud, and said with some admiration to the two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable.

"It's just a trivial matter, the power of the blood soul is not enough, so I don't plan to let go of these demon cultivators, sooner or later I have to do it against them, so naturally I still left the means earlier! But I didn't expect that the ancestor had gained a lot of money in the Holy Realm and saved enough blood soul power, and now he can only do it to these demon cultivators in advance!" The two-headed and four-armed Nirvana Demon Venerable shook his head and smiled, and then added: "Quickly melt the blood soul power of these demon cultivators, return to Middle Earth with thirty-five blood altars, and hand them over to the Ancestor!"

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 moat, in a small valley with a radius of tens of thousands of zhang, there were rows of monks kneeling with more than 100,000 black robes, some men and women, some old and some young, beautiful and ugly, all wearing heavy fine iron shackles.

These black-robed monks are all human races, but there is a faint leakage of demonic qi in their bodies, which is very different from the surrounding spiritual cultivators, and they are clearly demonic cultivators.

These people are the many demon cultivators who were 'bewitched' by Du Yu and surrendered, their conscience awakened, and they abandoned the darkness and turned to the light to go back to the human race.

Of these more than 100,000 demon cultivators, behind each one stood a white-robed spiritual cultivator, holding a long knife in his hand.

"I'm only sixteen years old, I'm the Heavenly Spirit Root, don't kill me!" A beautiful woman who was imprisoned by the spirit rune and rested her head on the guillotine cried while begging the young man behind her who was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

"I'm still a spirit body, and it's very useful to the double cultivators, don't kill me, I'll marry you!" The black-robed Zhuji nun cried with pear blossoms and rain, "If you are not a Taoist couple, you can be a concubine, a maidservant, and a Ding furnace, just please don't kill me!"

Any young man who is begged by such an unusually beautiful and well-qualified girl will be slightly soft-hearted, and the same is true of this young man who has practiced qi and attained great perfection, and the hand holding the long knife is slightly loosened.

But this is not what he can call the shots in a Qi training period, but it's a pity that such a beauty, uh, more than 100,000 people, this kind of existence that should be the daughter of Tianjiao is not unique!

"I was forced, the entire sect has announced that it has defected to the demon clan, I can't help it, I can't resist, I don't want to betray the human race, so far, I haven't killed a single spiritual cultivator, if you don't believe it, you can ask the seniors of the Dan period to verify. The beautiful woman in the black dress was trembling slightly because of fear, and kept explaining, although basically no one cared.

"I was forced, the ancestors of the sect have all taken refuge in the demon clan, and our low-level monks can't resist, we are innocent, and the real culprits are the ancestors of the sect!"

This cry seemed to break something, and many people began to chant in fear, and for a while, the entire antiquity was full of voices shouting grievances, like the blue of the sea, one after another.

But no matter how these demon cultivators shouted, the people in charge didn't care, and even if the executioners who were about to be executed were a little unbearable, they had no choice but to stay there quietly, waiting for orders.

"The time has come, let's go!" A blue arrow fell from the clouds, was stared at by more than 100,000 eyes, slowly fell to 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 Heavenly Spirit Root, I'll be your Ding Furnace!" The girl in the black dress cried and begged, trying to turn her head away, and begged the young man with her eyes, but she was locked by the guillotine and couldn't see anything.

"I'll hurry!" the boy gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and slashed at him with a fierce blow.

The beautiful human head rolled around a few times before stopping, and a large stream of blood splattered out two or three feet.