At this time, Nangong Fan could not perceive the sea of his own knowledge.

The transparent fishing line that binds the blue phantom blooms with endless milky white light, revealing a thick Taoist rhyme, and there are faintly tiny yin and yang fish swimming in it.

The fishing line gradually tightened, suppressing the struggling blue phantom again, as if no matter what happened to the outside world, how the phantom struggled under this seemingly thin fishing line was in vain.

I wonder when such a day will be a head?

The blood demon son's small figure is like a dream, if you don't look at his scarlet pupils, like a cute naughty boy, the blood demon son stands next to the fishing line, tilting his head slightly, the scarlet in his pupils flickering non-stop, as if he is thinking about some extremely profound question.

The light of the fishing line gradually dimmed, and the amplitude of the blue phantom's struggle narrowed again, gradually returning to flat, as if the yin and yang fish just now and the gradually revealing fishing line were nothing but illusory.

The blood demon's thoughts just now were fleeting, and his eyes gradually deepened, like an eternal demon king, everything in the world was under his control, but there was a hint of banter in the depths of his eyes, as if this demon saw something extremely interesting.

The fishing line gradually returned to nothingness, the yin and yang fish also flowed and was about to swim away, the blood demon took a step forward, he wanted to communicate with the national teacher who shocked him again, and now he and Nangong Fan are already grasshoppers on a rope, and he gave the hope of the rise of the sect and even his hope of dominating the world again to this lucky little guy.

Life is full of gambling, but he gambled a little bit this time, Hei Batian is not qualified to let him do this for the time being, and Nangong Fan is the best choice whether it is for the trust in the blue blood, or the background and heritage, if he misses Nangong Fan, he will wait for hundreds of millions of years, and with his current state, can he continue to wait?

The voice of the blood demon slowly sounded in the sea of knowledge, like a thunderbolt out of thin air, making the entire sea of knowledge buzz.

"I think I can revive him, and even if there are flaws, you should have a hand to make up for them. ”

"Oh?" The yin and yang fish wandering in the white light that was about to go away paused slightly, and the voice of the national teacher that sounded here last time came down to this sea of knowledge again, "Reason?"

"A dragon egg left by Emperor Ao can make up for all the mistakes. The blood demon's eyes flickered, and he habitually stretched out his tongue and licked his jaw that had long been gone, "You don't have to worry about me playing tricks, he can become the chosen one, and the re-emergence of my Ten Thousand Beast Gate may depend on him, I care more about his future achievements than you." ”

"Emperor Ao?" A milky white phantom slowly emerged on the fishing line, the phantom hunched over, holding a fishing rod, with a vague and obsolete Tai Chi pattern hanging on his back, with a casual face, even if he looked like an ordinary old man, he was also immortal, and that kind of indifference in the real sense was not something that anyone could have, as if the sky was falling apart and he would be indifferent, this is an old man who naturally implements the Tao into practice.

The blood demon stood in the void and looked at him calmly, and below the two of them, the blue phantom stopped struggling, the pain on his face gradually subsided, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if he would wake up again at any time, and fight fearlessly against the fishing line that bound him, and then recharge his energy again, waiting for the next opportunity.

Repeat the cycle until you get out of trouble.

Human beings are born with a desire for freedom.

"But, you seem to be late. The old face of the national teacher gradually became conspicuous, looking at the blood demon son indifferently, even if he had been famous in the human race, he didn't seem to take it to heart, unmoved, as long as his eyes fell on the calm blue phantom, there would be a trace of emotion, as if he was looking at his thriving child, full of old fatherly relief.

"No, it's not late. Qinglian'er is by his side, she should have picked the immature seven-light flower, and there is pollen seeping into her skin, if she has spiritual power in her body, it's fine, but if she doesn't have spiritual power, you know. The blood demon son smiled evilly, and the hidden banter could no longer be hidden, and let out a strange laugh, "After two struggles and then waking up, and adding the Yuan Yin of the God Clan's Qinglong lineage, maybe you don't need your backhand?"

The national teacher's face became very strange, which was difficult to see on his face, which had always been indifferent, "Qiguang Flower, aren't you afraid that the imperial clan will settle accounts with you?"

The blood demon smiled strangely, and his scarlet eyes stared directly at the national teacher, as if to say, isn't there still you?

The national teacher coughed dryly, his fingers pinched slightly, and a strange aura permeated his fingertips, and he nodded slowly from time to time, as if he was calculating something, "It's feasible." ”

The blood demon laughed abruptly, "Old Jiang, shouldn't you still be an old virgin?"

"Get out. Jiang Guoshi shouted angrily, the fishing rod flicked, and the blood demon was thrown out of the center of the sea knowledge space, and the front end of the fishing rod lit up with milky white light, enveloping Nangong Fan's entire sea knowledge space, and a thick Taoist meaning was permeated everywhere.

The blood demon son only stood firm at the edge of the Zhihai space, and his soul leaned out, but was blocked back by a gentle force, and he didn't care, but laughed twice, "Old Jiang, no matter how I look at you, you look like you are annoyed and angry, you blocked Zhihai and didn't let me see the Living Spring Palace, do you old virgin want to peek at yourself?"

A milky white mountain appeared above the blood demon and suppressed him in place, and his humming could still be faintly heard, but there were no more words coming out of his mouth that had been lonely for billions of years.

Jiang Guoshi stood beside the blue cross-kneeled phantom, his face showing kindness and expectation, "Can you succeed?"

......

Nangong Fan's struggling body gradually calmed down, his hands slowly relaxed from his head, and his face was painful and uncomfortable, "Why does my head suddenly hurt so much?

Nangong Fan's face was covered with sweat, and his loose robe was soaked with sweat, clinging to his thin but tight body.

Nangong Fan sighed lightly, slowly closed his eyes, and the feeling of weakness spread all over his body, he suddenly felt that the road ahead was a little slim, and the whole person was depressed.

Colorful light slowly bloomed from Qinglian'er's right hand, permeating the surrounding space, and the seemingly beautiful light was full of depravity, deeply affecting Nangong Fan's mind and body.

Qinglian'er murmured, her closed eyes opened suddenly, and her beautiful pupils with pale cyan were glowing with colorful light, revealing confusion and discomfort, and her bare white skin and colorful light shone together, adding a different kind of charm.

Qinglian'er's delicate hands were cold, as if she was looking for a warm place, and after a while, she gently placed it on Nangong Fan beside her, and at the same time, Nangong Fan's body also exuded colorful light.

Qinglian'er caressed Nangong Fan's cloth close to her body from the bottom to the top, her jade hand groped around, and finally stopped on Nangong Fan's bare neck, the man's fiery breath came, Qinglian'er couldn't help but groan, and the other hand also quickly came, she was very cold, she needed this warmth.

Nangong Fan was affected by the colorful breath, and his reaction was a lot sluggish, and when Qinglian'er wrapped her hands around her neck, she suddenly opened her seven-colored eyes full of desire.

In front of him, a beautiful face like a fairy slowly pressed towards him.

Under Nangong Fan's wide eyes, his lips touched, and Nangong Fan could only feel a trace of coldness pouring into his heart from between his lips, and that feeling was very comfortable, as if he was in heaven.

"It's a shame. A light sigh slowly sounded from the strange rock, spreading between the heavens and the earth.

......

"Isn't it over yet?" The Blood Demon Son stood beside Jiang Guoshi with an evil smile, his eyes scanning the blue phantom that was struggling and becoming more and more intense, and there was anticipation in the depths of his eyes.

Jiang Guoshi sat cross-legged with his fishing rod straight, as if he was fishing, and ignored this old disrespectful guy.

"Are you fishing and practicing?" the blood demon revealed curiosity in his eyes, he had seen a wide range of things, and the only thing he didn't understand was these guys from the Valley of Reincarnation. He still remembered that the guy who was his contemporary, just dancing the Nine Reincarnation Seals at the peak of the God Realm, slaughtered two Ancestral Realm powerhouses.

"Sort of. Jiang Guoshi smiled indifferently, "What about you, have you decided to really follow the old man?"

"He's at least better than that little guy in Black Deception. The blood demon nodded slowly, and got up with a rare seriousness, "With that half drop of blood, with the reincarnation of heavenly skills, plus that guy's guidance and your care, his future may be able to reach the level I was at that time." ”

Jiang Guoshi chuckled twice and shook his head, "The bloodline determines the lower limit. ”

"Then his lower limit is the ancestral realm. "The blood demon son's eyes are shining.

"Even the real Divine Dragon doesn't dare to say that the lower limit is the Ancestral Realm. ”

"But in history, I don't know which divine dragon didn't reach the ancestral realm. ”

The two went toe-to-toe. The words are opposite, but the expectations in the hearts are exactly the same.

"You still want to rebuild the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate as it is?" Jiang Guoshi smiled slowly. "This will be difficult, after all, it was once the second demon gate in the world, and there will be many people who don't want to see such a behemoth rise again. ”

"Let's talk about it later, I can only rely on Xiao Fanzi. The blood demon said calmly, after billions of years, he still doesn't know what happened in this world.

"Ten Thousand Beast Gate...... The Second Demon Gate. But it is greater than many righteous sects. Jiang Guoshi sighed lightly. At that time, who would have thought that the first super sect to be destroyed would be the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect that rebelled against the heavens?

A notorious sect in the rivers and lakes, on the front line of the invasion of the underworld, fighting to the death without retreating, bought precious time for the arrival of the Terran coalition army, so that the underworld did not open up the situation in the world for the first time, if it was replaced by some prestigious righteous sects, what choice would they make?

Jiang Guoshi's face was thoughtful, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

This is also the reason why he is extremely friendly to the blood demon son, the blood demon son is also lucky, the first strong person he met when he came out was him, if it was some people in the demon path, how could the blood demon son still live so nourishingly?

The soul and soul of such a strong person are very attractive to everyone.