Holding this Aoki Spiritual Heart in one hand, Huang Qingfan could feel the fluctuations coming from its body.

An extremely pure spirit element poured into his body from this Aoki spiritual heart, and the ribs in his chest were being connected at an extremely fast speed.

"Sure enough, it's a baby, with this Aoki spiritual heart, you don't have to worry about getting hurt in the future. ”

Huang Qingfan was secretly happy, and before he could share it with the Hellbreaker Scorpion and Ye Xiaolian, he was shrouded in a green light, and in the next second, Huang Qingfan's figure disappeared.

"Here?"

Huang Qingfan rubbed his eyes, he couldn't tell what happened just now, he felt that his whole body was uncontrollable, but he recovered in an instant.

Then the scene changed greatly, without Ye Xiaolian and the Hellbreaker Scorpion, even the traces left by the war just now were gone.

Just like when I first came to this sacred tree, there was a peaceful atmosphere here.

Huang Qingfan took a step forward and approached the Divine Tree, and he could take him away unconsciously, I'm afraid only this Divine Tree can do it.

Since this Aoki spiritual heart can produce spiritual intelligence, will this sacred tree not be psychic?

"Did you bring me here!"

Huang Qingfan opened his mouth and said, his eyes kept staring at the divine tree in front of him who didn't know how many years he had lived.

There was not the slightest movement coming from this tree, and Huang Qingfan wondered, could it be that something was wrong in this secret realm.

"Young man, don't look at it, I brought you here. ”

The Divine Tree trembled slightly, and a green light flew out of its body, revealing an old man in his prime.

But it was such an old man, Huang Qingfan felt that all his secrets had been seen through.

Obviously like an ordinary old man, he has no power to restrain the chicken, but he feels like a big mountain, and he can't see how high this mountain is.

"It's terrifying, this kind of strength, is it a saint-level powerhouse?"

"No, it's not, it's not enough!

Huang Qingfan didn't dare to think about it anymore, even as an ancient divine beast, he was not very sure of breaking through to the god level.

That kind of threshold qualification is important, but chance is more important.

"I didn't expect the Netherworld Red Hell Tiger to have a legacy of blood, it's really unexpected. ”

Huang Qingfan could only say respectfully: The predecessors know the origin of the Netherworld Red Hell Tiger.

"I also know that I am in charge of the gates of hell, which is the way to the underworld. ”

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and sighed softly.

"Young man, it's still too early for you to do these things, if you can really reach the god level, I can tell you something. ”

Although Huang Qingfan didn't know the hell gate and the underworld, he could know that the Netherworld Red Prison Tiger was very prestigious.

"I don't know what my predecessor brought me here for. ”

Huang Qingfan plans to get back to business, if you bring me here, you will definitely not come to me to talk because I am a Netherworld Red Prison Tiger.

Nothing is impossible.

The old man smiled and said, "Little guy, don't say that there is really one thing to trouble you."

"I just don't know if you can help me solve this problem. ”

Huang Qingfan thought for a few moments before he spoke: What ability do I have to do a problem that cannot be solved with the strength of my predecessors.

The old man smiled faintly and said, "This matter may be a little difficult for you, but it is not something difficult to complete.

Huang Qingfan said: Since the seniors have said so, the kid has no choice but to listen.

The old man nodded and said: In ancient times, a long crack suddenly opened in the sky, and countless strong men came out from there, they were bloodthirsty and killed, whether it was humans or demon beasts, it was their food.

Since then, they've had a name, Demons!

In order to save the common people and maintain peace in the world, the only eight supreme beings in the world at that time all took action and led various strong men to fight against them.

By now you should also know that there are five continents in this world, and they were all caused by that war.

The strength of the Demon Venerable Devouring the Heavens was too strong, even if the Eight Great Emperors sacrificed themselves, they could only seal him.

Huang Qingfan listened to a burst of heartbeat, Emperor Zun, what kind of cultivation and realm is that.

"Senior, what about you?"

"I, I'm just a tree that has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years. ”

The old man said casually, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.

Although Huang Qingfan was prepared in his heart, he was still taken aback, tens of thousands of years! My God, tens of thousands of years of cultivation, what kind of strength does this have.

At this time, he said more and more respectfully: Senior, I don't know what to let me do.

"The seal under me is the supreme of the demon race, the Heaven Devouring Emperor Venerable. ”

Over the years, as the power of the seal has become weaker and weaker, its consciousness has begun to gradually awaken. ”

"There's no way, every few hundred years, I can only strip his consciousness and put it in a seed. ”

Huang Qingfan took out the Aoki Spiritual Heart and said: That's what the predecessor said.

"That's right, I originally wanted to take it personally, but I didn't expect you to be able to defeat it. ”

Huang Qingfan was a little embarrassed and said: This, if I rely on my strength, I really can't beat it, it's just a trick with soul power.

The old man nodded slightly, not arrogant or impatient, but very good.

"Fortunately, you have the bloodline of the Netherworld Tiger, and casting the Netherworld Pupil can easily wipe out its intelligence. ”

"I brought you here to use the power of your bloodline to cast the Reincarnation Heavenly Hell Pupil!"

"Reincarnation Heavenly Hell Pupil?" Huang Qingfan looked puzzled, what is this? What does it have to do with his Netherworld Hell Pupil.

Without waiting for Huang Qingfan to ask, the old man answered for him: The Reincarnation Heavenly Hell Pupil is a bloodline secret technique that can only be mastered by the Netherworld Red Hell Tiger Emperor Clan, and it has extremely high requirements for the purity of the bloodline.

Huang Qingfan's face was solemn, he was originally an ordinary seventh-level demon beast, and he didn't know what kind of luck he had hit, survived the catastrophe, and became a Netherworld Red Hell Tiger.

But when it comes to blood purity, I'm afraid I can't say anything about it.

"What do seniors have to do in order to cast the Reincarnation Heavenly Hell Pupil!"

The old man glanced at Huang Qingfan tightly, and then said slowly: Strip off your bloodline, and then I will add many spiritual objects to it with great divine power.

Condense a drop of blood source, and use this drop source to communicate with the gate of hell, you can cast the reincarnation of the Heavenly Hell Pupil.

"It's a pity that the purity of your bloodline is too low, and it will drain your bloodline if you cast it once, if you can refine it a little, I still have a way to put this bloodline back into your body.

After hearing this, Huang Qingfan was silent on his face, peeling off his bloodline, what does it mean, without bloodline, he is just like an ordinary person.

The old man sighed lightly: Of course, you can also rest assured, I will leave the bloodline foundation in your body, if you can, this bloodline foundation may grow, and then you will be able to have the true pure Netherworld Red Hell Tiger bloodline.

"Senior, the bloodline foundation you said is somewhat sure that the original bloodline can be restored. ”

"Less than one percent!"

Huang Qingfan's face stiffened, less than one percent, this is basically hopeless.

After a short period of time, Huang Qingfan could only smile bitterly and said: Senior, since it is for the sake of this world, what if I make these sacrifices.

At this moment, he also thought clearly, if the bloodline is gone, it will be gone, in case the demon emperor really breaks the seal, he will have to lose his little life.

The old man said: You are really willing to strip away your blood.

"Senior, do you think I have any other choice!"

When Huang Qingfan said this, the old man incarnated by the Evergreen Divine Tree shook his head, in order to stop the Heaven Devouring Emperor from breaking the seal, even if Huang Qingfan was unwilling, he might personally take action to strip his bloodline.

Thinking of this, I sighed again, it seems that I have to compensate this kid after the matter is completed.

"Young man, don't worry, the old man will definitely compensate you well after the deed is completed. ”

Huang Qingfan closed his eyes with peace of mind, and with this sentence, he was relieved, at least with the senior in front of him, what he compensated for well was by no means an ordinary thing.

"Young man, I'm going to start. ”

The stakes are very high, and he can't ignore it, if the Heaven Devouring Emperor Venerable comes out, there will be no Eight Great Emperors in this world.

Who can stop him, I'm afraid the world will be washed in blood.

With a little finger, a green light entered Huang Qingfan's body, and at this time, Huang Qingfan felt as if his body was unconscious.

I don't understand the six senses, as if I am sinking into nothingness.

But at this time, he heard what the old man said.

"I have separated your soul from your body, so that you will not have to bear the pain of stripping your blood. ”

Huang Qingfan still has any ideas, it's not that he doesn't have it, but it's useless if you have it.

Knowingly, he nodded, and the old man began to continue to shoot.

Slowly, Huang Qingfan felt as if something in his body was about to leave him, and he knew that this was his bloodline.

I didn't feel the slightest pain, and I didn't even know if I was alive or dead.

After a few pillars of incense, Huang Qingfan fell to the ground, his consciousness gradually recovered, his body was warm, and when he opened his eyes, a blood bead the size of a palm was suspended in the air.

With a wave of the old man's hand, the surroundings instantly lit up with colorful light, Huang Qingfan's eyes couldn't help but widen, and those colorful things were all extremely cherished holy relics.

Among them, there is a Huang Qingfan who is also known, the holy elixir, the snow jade cold lotus.

However, under so many elixirs, the Snow Jade Cold Lotus did not have much to look at.

All the elixirs were absorbed by the blood bead, and the blood bead seemed to have reached some kind of critical point.

The old man also knew, and there was a drop of emerald green blood in the palm of his hand.

Under his manipulation, the emerald green blood merged into the blood bead in mid-air, and as soon as the drop entered it, the blood bead changed instantly.

The blood beads began to collapse inward, slowly converging into a point, and a drop of dark blue essence was like a fingernail-sized bead of blood condensed in the air.