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At this moment, Chen Yu only felt that his eyebrows were hot, and something had penetrated into his sea of consciousness.

This is obviously a special supernatural power for the soul.

In the next moment, the blood light in the sea of his consciousness suddenly appeared, flying directly towards his divine soul, and suddenly opened, covering the divine soul.

Chen Yu only felt that his perception of his body was disappearing rapidly.

Chen Yu's heart couldn't help but feel a little awe-inspiring.

In the middle of a battle, such a situation can be described as extremely weird, and it can determine life and death.

Chen Yu hurriedly urged the divine soul, and at the same time sensed the gods and demons in the sea of knowledge.

These days, Chen Yu has explored a lot of gods and demons in the Taoist books, although he still can't figure out its mysteries, but he has some experience and experience, and knows how to attract the voice of gods and demons in the Taoist books.

In the next moment, the two star souls in Chen Yu's sea of consciousness shone brightly, and the voice of gods and demons protruded.

The curtain of blood that had obscured his soul shattered.

A blood sword was stabbing towards Chen Yu's throat, the speed was extremely fast, the sword intent was extremely condensed, and it had the power to cut off the bloodline.

A line of blood has appeared on Chen Yu's neck.

Chen Yu took a step back and smashed out with a punch, hitting the sword.

The blood sword swung open, and Chen Yu's punch reached Fu Xuelong's face.

Fu Xuelong's expression was horrified, but he gritted his teeth and did not retreat, and blocked it with his left hand.

This is tantamount to using the mantis arm as a car, Chen Yu looked at the determination on Fu Xuelong's face, and guessed that Fu Xuelong did not retreat because he did not dare to retreat.

With a thought in his mind, Chen Yu slightly regained a little strength with a punch.

Peng, Fu Xuelong flew out and fell the cold ground, but he immediately got up, his body shook, he squirted a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

Even so, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he actually shot again and pinched a seal.

Qi and blood rolled, merging into the realm, and suddenly turned into the shape of a tower, roaring towards Chen Yuzhen.

The suppression is extremely strong, and the supernatural power that integrates the power of the domain can be described as extremely mysterious, which makes Chen Yu feel the pressure.

But it was only a little bit of pressure, Chen Yu punched out, the domineering fist was rising, and the fist was moving.

Boom, the blood tower shattered and exploded.

At this moment, Fu Xuelong spurted out another mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

Chen Yu was a little speechless, he didn't expect that he only broke Fu Xuelong's supernatural powers, and the latter couldn't hold it anymore.

"Drag it on!" said the Blood Demon Ancestor with a look of joy and anger on his face.

Situ Xuejian on the side of the main hall personally struck out, lifted Fu Xuelong, and took him out of the main hall.

"Who else?" the Blood Demon Ancestor said with an expressionless face as he glanced at the group of disciples.

The disciples were silent.

"Huh?" the Blood Fiend sneered.

"Disciple is willing to give it a try!" Under the cold expression of the Blood Demon, a disciple walked out with a hint of helplessness.

"Very good, Xue Xueyi, if you can win, I will accept you as a personal disciple!" said the Blood Demon.

Xue Xueyi looked happy, but then lowered his head again, just knelt down and saluted, "Disciple go all out!"

His strength is at the fourth level of the Divine Realm, which is even inferior to Fu Xuelong, Fu Xuelong can't defeat Chen Yu, and his hope is even slimmer. Therefore, even if the Blood Demon promised such benefits, he didn't dare to say anything.

The two sides soon began to exchange words.

Xue Xueyi was holding a bloody knife, and he shot quickly, and the knife light rotated, like a storm.

The magic of the knife and the knife are perfectly coordinated, and it has the unique magic power of turning blood into blood. As long as an ordinary martial artist is stabbed by him and is invaded by his sword skills, maybe the blood in the whole body will begin to die, and the combat power will continue to decline, and in the end he can only be slaughtered.

However, this kind of supernatural power is still useless to Chen Yu.

Speaking of which, if Chen Yu was not facing a mid-stage martial artist of the Blood Cultivation Realm, it would be more troublesome to deal with.

However, because the Blood Flame Tyrant's refining technique was really against the sky, most of the blood magic powers in the Blood Demon vein could not work on him, but were suppressed by him.

After more than a dozen moves, Chen Yu knocked Xue Xueyi away with one punch, causing the latter's bones to break and lose the strength to fight again.

With an expressionless face, the Blood Demon once again ordered Situ Blood Sword to drag the person away.

Then he asked who else would fight.

Under the deterrent power of the Blood Demon Ancestor, the Blood Demon disciples trembled, but they had to come forward.

The third Blood Demon disciple is named Liu Xuegong, and he is also in the Divine Realm.

After ten moves, Liu Xuegong was defeated.

There was no joy or anger on the Blood Demon Ancestor's face, but he didn't stop there, and he still didn't persevere.

So, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...... One by one, the Blood Demon disciples stepped forward, and when these Blood Demon disciples came out of the crowd, they had little hope of defeating Chen Yu on their faces.

One by one, the Blood Demon disciples were defeated by Chen Yu.

After fighting more than ten Blood Demon disciples in a row, Chen Yu also had to sigh that the strength of the Blood Demon Pulse was indeed strong, and all kinds of different magical powers targeting the bloodline were extremely weird and difficult.

If Chen Yu hadn't cultivated the Blood Flame Tyrant Refining Technique, he might have been defeated long ago.

These bloodlines have supernatural powers, including burning blood, turning blood, coagulation, breaking blood, poisoning blood, and sealing blood...... And so on.

When Chen Yu defeated another Blood Demon disciple, the Blood Demon Ancestor finally spoke coldly and shouted, "A bunch of waste, get out of here!"

The remaining nearly 100 Blood Demon disciples knelt down and saluted one after another, and left as if they were fleeing.

Chen Yu can also be regarded as relieved, if he keeps fighting, he is not afraid, but he will be too tired to be tired.

"Chen Yu, you really have the qualifications of this ancestor to regard you as a fellow Daoist!" staring at Chen Yu, the Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes were cold, and his tone was calm: "If you are not a blood cultivator, I will not let you leave alive!"

Chen Yu didn't expect the Blood Demon Ancestor to say so bluntly, and arched his hand: "The ancestor is generous, the younger generation dares to be so presumptuous!"

Actually, Chen Yu just wanted to release the water and let the Blood Demon disciple win him. But he wasn't sure if he was defeated, whether he would be beaten to death by the Blood Demon Ancestor for a reason.

All in all, the Blood Demon Ancestor's mind was difficult to figure out, and Chen Yu also felt trembling and walking on thin ice.

"In three months, all my disciples will be out of the customs, and if you can still beat my disciples at that time, I will give you a generous gift!" The Blood Demon Ancestor said in a cold tone: "If you lose, then you are not worthy of being my Blood Demon Daoist!"

Chen Yu's heart sank when he heard this.

The meaning of this is very clear, that is, the matter is not over yet.

Chen Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Why should the ancestor be like this?"

"How can my Blood Demon Daoist be so good?" The Blood Demon was still expressionless, and his body disappeared into the hall in a flash.

Chen Yu was so embarrassed that he could only smile bitterly for a while.

"Gongzi Chen, please come back!" Situ Blood Sword stepped forward and said.

Chen Yu glanced at Situ Blood Sword, arched his hand, didn't speak, and strode back to his residence.

After Situ Blood Sword sent Chen Yu back all the way, he left without saying much.

Chen Yu summoned the middle-aged servant and asked, "Do you know anything about the elite powerhouse among the disciples under the ancestor?"

The middle-aged servant was stunned, looked a little hesitant, and said, "Childe, but is it because of what happened just now?"

Chen Yu nodded, and he didn't get tired of it, and told him what happened in front of the main hall just now. He needed to know more about the Blood Demon Hall now in order to judge the true mentality of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The more the middle-aged servant listened, the more frightened he became, and his face had become pale and frightened, and he was shocked.

Then he trembled and introduced what he knew.

There were many disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor, and some of the earliest disciples who followed him were extremely talented, but their cultivation had already reached the peak of the Divine Realm.

There are a total of three disciples of this level of strength, named Dongfang Blood Moon, Ming Blood Heart, and Lu Blood Zheng, all of whom are equal in strength, and it is said that they have all obtained the true inheritance of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

In the later stage of the other Divine Realm, there were about seven or eight layers of disciples, and there were more than ten people.

These disciples are all highly valued by the Blood Demon, and they either go out to practice, or they can't go out to retreat...... Hearing this, Chen Yu's heart couldn't help but sink.

The pinnacle of the Divine Realm...... A martial artist of this level, Chen Yu is already difficult to deal with, not to mention that he has obtained the true inheritance of the Blood Demon?

Waving his hand to let the middle-aged servant retreat, Chen Yu fell into thought.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was moody, and it was difficult for Chen Yu to figure out what he would do in the next moment.

But from the beginning of meeting the Blood Demon Ancestor, Chen Yu still roughly had a cognition, that is, although this person was moody, he still kept his word, and he would not regret what he said.

This can be seen from the fact that he bypassed Fu Xuelong, Xue Xueyi and other disciples.

Of course, this person is also extremely cruel, acts as he pleases, and attaches great importance to face.

Chen Yu pondered, and the Blood Demon Ancestor was also a little hesitant in his heart whether to kill himself.

"It should be the anti-heaven strength of the Blood Flame Tyrant's refining technique that makes him feel threatened, and he thinks that my performance is too strong, so he has murderous intentions towards me!" Chen Yu muttered in a low voice: "But he can't save his face and kill me personally, plus he is also a blood cultivator, he also wants to see his companions on the road of bloodline supernatural powers!"

Chen Yu smiled bitterly.

After a while, Chen Yu shook his head and said, "No matter what, I can't defeat his disciples, otherwise, he will inevitably let his disciples kill me because I am too weak and unworthy of being called a Taoist friend by him!"

Although he felt that the Blood Demon Ancestor's mentality was a little contradictory, Chen Yu knew that he had no way out.

"In addition to Sumeru Gong, I also have to continue to cultivate the Blood Flame Tyrant Refining Technique and strive for a breakthrough!"

"Fortunately, the accumulation of the Blood Flame Tyrant Refining Technique should be enough!"

With a long breath, Chen Yu continued to retreat and practice.

In the next half month, he advanced Sumeru Gong to the third level, and the bones and flesh could begin to contract and stretch significantly.

He began to verify, scattering his soul power in every corner of his body, controlling his body inch by inch.

Then, with the sound of bones clattering and grinding, his three-foot-tall body shrank by about a third.

It doesn't look like a monster anymore, but it still doesn't look like it's human.

I want to continue to shrink, but my cultivation on Sumeru Gong is not enough.

Chen Yu has a deeper understanding of the meaning of the word Sumeru, and understands that this is a very vast and subtle meaning.

Savoring this meaning, Chen Yu suddenly felt that this body refining method might not be as simple as it seemed on the surface.

It's just that under the pressure of the top disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor, Chen Yu didn't have time to continue cultivating Sumeru, and he began to focus a large part of his energy on the cultivation of the Blood Flame Tyrant's refining technique. ((The chapter you are reading now is (Chapter 923 - Sumeru Gong)

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