Chen Yu was a little annoyed in his heart.

It's not easy to move the name of the Blood Demon Ancestor?

Moreover, Chen Yu's current appearance is indeed cold, and he is indeed no different from a humanoid beast, this person can be said to have poked the sore spot in his heart.

As a murderer who almost didn't slaughter Fenglin City, Chen Yu was certainly not a good person, and this man provoked him with a word.

However, he remained cautious and beckoned to the middle-aged servant behind him.

"Childe!" the middle-aged servant hurriedly came over.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this, can Chen Yu be called a son like this?

This title, compared with Chen Yu's current appearance, is inexplicably joyful and funny.

Chen Yu glanced at the man and gestured.

"This is the old man, a disciple of the Old Ancestor, named He Xuehong!" the middle-aged servant understood, and hurriedly replied in a low voice.

However, although he lowered his voice, the man could hear it clearly, and glanced at the middle-aged servant, his eyes showing murderous intent.

For a man like him, even a servant dared to call out his name, and it was obvious that there was a reason to die.

"How many disciples are there under the Ancestor's seat?" Chen Yu asked.

"This villain doesn't know!" said the middle-aged servant, "there are no less than two thousand!"

Chen Yu nodded, revealing a reassuring look.

Since there are so many disciples under the Blood Demon Seat, there is nothing to worry about.

Without further ado, Chen Yu took a step and slapped He Xuehong towards him.

He Xuehong's strength cultivation was clear to him, it was the late stage of the Xuan Secret Realm, and there was still a little distance from the peak of the Xuan Secret Realm.

With such a cultivation realm, even if he is a blood demon disciple, Chen Yu doesn't care about it at all.

Mo said that now his cultivation has survived to a level that is difficult to describe in a specific realm after taking the Seven-Rank Divine Pill, and even if he doesn't, he won't feel any pressure to deal with any layer of the realm of the Xuan Yin Realm.

With this palm, Chen Yu's huge arm passed through the void, causing a thunderous explosion, but there was no spiritual surge.

What Chen Yu is using now is completely the power of the flesh.

He Xuehong's expression changed slightly, and with a palm of his hand, a blood light appeared, condensing a huge blood-colored rune, with a kind of magical power that attracted the opponent's blood.

It's just that this kind of power is not worth mentioning to Chen Yu at all.

When it comes to blood magic, He Xuehong is still far behind.

With a palm grabbing open, the giant hand the size of the pu fan easily penetrated He Xuehong's field and grabbed He Xuehong's arm.

The latter looked horrified, desperately urging Linggang who had condensed his qi and blood.

But it didn't work, in front of Chen Yu, He Xuehong was like a three-year-old child facing a burly adult.

A handful of generals lifted He Xuehong, and Chen Yu slapped him with his left hand.

Bang, He Xuehong was slapped in the face, directly not human, Chen Yu threw it casually, and threw He Xuehong into the wall dozens of meters away, He Xuehong screamed, the whole person fell into the wall, and passed out directly.

Chen Yu clapped his hands and said, "Let's go!"

The middle-aged servant was dumbfounded, and his gaze became fierce as he watched Chen Yu.

He didn't expect Chen Yu's strength to be so strong, in the Blood Demon Palace, with a strong master, life could be much better.

When he returned to his residence, Chen Yu asked the servants not to disturb him, and took the Sumeru Gong to enlighten.

This exercise, as the Blood Demon Ancestor said, is a simple body refining method, and the cultivation method is to intercept the essence qi, so that the bones, flesh and even the viscera can have extremely strong flexibility, to the extent that they can contract.

There are six levels of exercises, and when you reach the sixth layer, you can shrink your body at will and change your appearance, so that your body can drill into even a small hole the size of a palm, which is extremely strange.

Of course, it is not easy to practice to that extent, but if you really practice it, you can undoubtedly go to many places that ordinary people can't go.

Even so, this body refining method is actually very frustrating, because ordinary body refining exercises can also increase the flexibility of the body, but it has not reached that point.

Furthermore, if you want to use this exercise to shrink your bones and go to a place like a prison treasure house, you have to learn how to break the ban first.

Therefore, this exercise is actually very frivolous.

Of course, this technique can also improve combat power, before engaging the enemy, first perform the exercise to make the body more tall and burly, and you can take advantage of it.

"It's still applicable to my current situation!" Chen Yu pondered, feeling that this exercise was still very useful to him, but he didn't know if his current body as high as three zhang could completely return to his original state.

Moreover, what Chen Yu values most is that this exercise can change the size of the skeleton and change the appearance, which is very useful for hiding identity.

Next, it's time to start cultivating.

With the foundation of the Blood Flame Tyrant Refining Technique, which is an anti-heaven body refining technique, there is not much problem in getting started with Sumeru Gong, and with his current soul power strength, there is no problem in controlling his body.

It only took two days for Chen Yu to practice to the first level of Sumeru Gong.

He was continuing to cultivate, but there was a sound of noise and scolding outside.

Chen Yu couldn't help frowning, pushed the door out, and saw his servants vomiting blood, several dead, and the middle-aged servants were seriously injured and prostrate on the ground.

Looking at the courtyard again, more than a dozen warriors looked arrogant, and among them was He Xuehong, who had been taught by himself two days ago.

"Are you that freak?" a man who looked like he was about forty saw Chen Yu come out and shouted, "You injured Senior Brother He?"

Chen Yu's gaze swept over everyone, and the person who spoke was not bad, and he had the cultivation of the early stage of entering the God Realm, and in addition, there were two people who were also in the early stage of the God Realm.

These people should all be disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor, and they are here to give He Xuehong a head.

"Freak?" Chen Yu was expressionless and said, "Don't you know that I am a guest of the ancestor?"

"Ancestor's guest?" the man who opened his mouth sneered, "How can Ancestor's guest live here?

Chen Yu was a little speechless, "Before you come to find trouble, don't you know to ask Senior Brother Ji about it?"

"Do you think you can scare us by moving out of Senior Brother Ji?" one person sneered and said, "Senior Brother Ji went out on errands two days ago, and Senior Brother Heng, who is in charge of many affairs in the Blood Demon Hall like Senior Brother Ji, doesn't know where you came from. You are probably the junior of Senior Brother Ji, we will teach you to respect the elders and the young!"

Chen Yu could see that Ji Rong's prestige in the Blood Demon Hall was not too high.

Ji Rong's strength is neither high nor low, and he is in the early stage of entering the God Realm, but judging from his age, his potential is exhausted. Therefore, he is not looked at by this fellow who has entered the divine realm.

Shaking his head, Chen Yu was too lazy to speculate about the relationship in the Blood Demon Palace, and said lightly: "Get out of here, I thought you hadn't come!"

"What a big breath!" the man who entered the Divine Realm sneered and said, "Don't say that you are just a junior of Senior Brother Ji, even if you are a disciple of Shizun, you must know the rules of the Blood Demon Palace!"

"So, what are the rules of the Blood Demon Palace?" Chen Yu asked in surprise.

"Rules are the ...... There are no rules, live before you talk about anything else!" The man grinned, smiled, took a stride, and threw a punch.

A bloody light appeared, and the pungent smell of blood suddenly exploded.

Chen Yu nodded and said, "I understand!"

This time, Chen Yu really understood that the Demon Dao is worthy of being the Demon Dao, there are no rules, and in order to survive, he must do whatever it takes.

In other words, the Blood Demon Ancestor's battle with many disciples was actually left alone, and if he died, he died. This is the true Devil's Way...... In this case, the disciples who can survive the Blood Demon Hall are undoubtedly those who do not compromise their means, can endure humiliation and responsibility, and have a sinister and vicious heart.

The blood light turned into a dragon, and he was about to go to Chen Yu's door.

Chen Yu raised his hand and slapped the blood dragon to pieces.

And the man, with a slightly surprised expression, appeared on his fist with hundreds of blood-colored runes, with a deep explosive power like a thunder bead.

Chen Yu threw a punch.

Boom, the man flew out upside down, but Chen Yu didn't move.

It is just the early stage of entering the god realm, and for Chen Yu, there is no pressure at all.

The face of the man who was blown upside down was ugly, and his body spun in mid-air, actually dissolving the power, and suddenly, the field opened, and the blood-colored runes flashed, and a bloodthirsty aura that made the blood stir appeared.

"Blood Demon Knife!" the man wrapped around the field, pounced again, and slashed with his palm.

The realm suddenly contracted, and with the power of the bloodline, blood knives appeared one after another, overwhelmingly slashing towards Chen Yu.

Sharp and demonic, with a kind of supernatural power that echoes the blood.

This kind of supernatural power is aimed at the bloodline, and ordinary martial artists face this sword supernatural power, as long as they are hit by any knife, they will not stop bleeding, and the bloodline will be broken.

This is a supernatural power unique to the blood cultivation lineage.

But Chen Yu was expressionless, urging the blood flame at will.

The blood flame turned into a bloodthirsty seal and flew out, and when it rolled up in the air, all the blood knives were swallowed up, and the power of the domain contained in it was also gone.

The man's expression was shocked.

The others, including He Xuehong, also showed a look of shock.

"If it's just this bit of strength, then you can kneel down and beg for mercy!" Chen Yu was expressionless.

When it comes to bloodline supernatural powers, even the Blood Demon Ancestors have to sigh with emotion, the bloodline supernatural powers of these Blood Demon disciples are completely vulnerable in front of Chen Yu.

Any bloodline supernatural power of the Blood Demon Blood, in front of the Blood Flame, is like the difference between dirt and stone.

The man clapped his hands, and a small river of blood appeared to resist Chen Yu's bloodthirsty imprint.

However, the bloodthirsty seal was empty in a volume, and it broke down and cut the river of blood apart.

Chen Yu took a stride and slapped it, throwing the martial artist who had entered the divine realm away.

"Let's get on it!" the others gasped, and after looking at each other, they gritted their teeth and shouted.

More than a dozen Blood Demon disciples pounced on Chen Yu in unison, and many of them took out the bloodline artifact and sacrificed their blood-colored spirits.

Chen Yu was a little surprised, he didn't expect these Blood Demon disciples to be so united.

He didn't really hurt the killer, devouring all the more than a dozen Blood Demon disciples, and at that moment he urged the bloodthirsty seal to fly, and his body was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, rushing into these people, spreading his fists and feet, and hitting the Blood Demon disciples one by one to vomit blood and fly out.