Long Lin was stunned for a moment, he thought it was a song of the Protoss, but he didn't know how to spread it to the Spine Cypriots, so Emma liked it so much.

There was also a strong and pure demon god aura in the hall, strange and familiar, which reminded him of Alahan, Du Yaoji, and the Demon Cloud Demon Seal that sealed the fire of Hexi.

There is a small room with a stone door, and there are many Terran seals on the stone door, obviously storing something important. Judging from the grade and identification of these seals, they should come from the Nianyun Sect. With a wave of his hand, the seals that were not clever made a piercing cracking sound, falling like broken leaves, and the door opened, and an extremely strong and pure demon god aura seemed to hit him in the face as if it were substantial.

A room full of "sapphires" of different sizes and shapes.

I have never seen such a pure, noble and elegant royal blue, like the water of the sea that has been concentrated and extracted hundreds of millions of times. Long Lin picked up a piece and looked at it carefully, and the entire sea of knowledge was like falling into a vast and boundless blue hurricane storm. The golden stars shimmered in the storm, and the endless colorful stars dragged the pieces of the star field, and there was really the momentum of using the stars as the robe and the sun and the moon as the crown... You can say that it is very tranquil and lofty, or you can say that it seems to freeze all the violent, wanton, and crazy energy changes of the eight desolations of the universe.

Blood of the Demon God.

Obviously, it was the people of the Nianyun Sect who collected these demonic bloods and carefully sealed them.

It can be imagined how terrible the injuries suffered by that demon god at that time were that he lost so much blood.

What's even more terrifying is that he was so seriously injured, and he shouldn't have the luck of relying on the Absolute Dust Lotus Seed to protect his soul like the Snow Mountain Great Demon King and Duanmu Qingyue, his body pierced through the entire Middle Realm and fell to such a low-level plane, and he didn't die yet.

Long Lin was glad that the Yin Yang Sect had not taken away these demon bloods, and as soon as he rolled up his sleeves, these demon blood flew into the small world. He took all the line symbols on those walls except for the "Xingtian Jue" as if he knew the sea, and then used a light-shaking knife to cut them off one by one. As for those Five Elements Aura, he didn't care: the aura of the small world was rich and pure, endless, far better than here.

This pile of demonic blood caused quite a stir in the small world. Cui Rutie said that when forging swords in the mortal world, they also use the method of sacrificing living people to multiply their edge, and he believes that demon blood can also be used to refine weapons.

For fear that the blood of the demon god would be contaminated with other impurities, Long Lin wrapped each piece of demon god blood with a thin layer of divine power and sealed it. Everyone saw that his right palm was empty, and his slender five fingers moved up and down slightly, and the pile of glowing demon god blood rose one after another, forming a dazzling "sapphire" river, slowly crossing an arc in the air, and the sealed demon god's blood color became lighter, and it gently fell to another place in turn.

Kunlun Nu and Zi Xi are still confused, so Cui Rutie, Cao Hengli and the others know how powerful this needs to be, and spiritual power and divine power are used to control it, and one point of divine consciousness is tens of thousands, and each one can be controlled smoothly, which is probably difficult to do in the realm of refinement... I admire it in my heart.

Long Lin gave Cui Rutie a piece of demon god blood the size of his finger as an attempt.

The blood of the demon god re-refined the demon slaying knife, and the golden-brown circles on the knife turned into a golden halo, from the inside out from deep to shallow, like a brilliant golden galaxy, when it was gently waved, the blue flames that appeared from time to time were faint and faint, with a demonic aura, very fierce.

Kunlun Nu was overjoyed, and cultivated even more angrily, so that he could control the Demon Slaying Knife and the Luoxia Bow as soon as possible.

Suddenly, the crimson "Sky Dome" of the small world quickly darkened, and there was a kind of tug-of-war trembling back and forth, Long Lin felt that there were two powerful divine senses locking the entire small world, and the pressure was as heavy as a lead cloud, making the immortal plants by the Shenwang Lake automatically have no wind and fall down in unison.

Long Lin jumped out of the small world.

He suddenly realized that the original world was gone. The heavens and the earth seem to be so bright that they are blind, and they are like infinite darkness, and the waters of hell devour everything, dissolving everything in heaven and earth, even time, emptiness, and thoughts... He is like a static glass bead, instantly transparent, and will be annihilated in an instant.

Refining the Void Realm! And it's two! A thunderbolt rolled through Long Lin's heart.

But the divine power in his body was not trapped for a few breaths, and began to circulate, and the holy brilliance was shining all over his body, reflecting a pair of bronze furnace tripods with completely different breaths, and the runes with the primeval breath on the tripod were flowing endlessly, and it seemed that the sun and the moon were reversed, yin and yang were cracked, and the heavens changed dramatically... All things are sealed in the furnace ding, the furnace is standing on the top of the heavens and the earth, and the high is incomparable, but you can see the vast gods of the underworld, corpse demons, resentful spirits, and evil spirits fighting, boiling, struggling, constantly turning into billions of sparks splashing, sending out a cry of sorrow that can shatter the soul,... Endless sound waves attacked Long Lin, and in an instant, the entire sea of consciousness was blackened, and the boundless dead silence began to spread to the divine consciousness.

He secretly used the Heavenly Punishment Technique, and the divine spirit power around his body accelerated, and a vigorous righteousness that grew from the plants and trees eliminated the dead qi that sneaked in. Zhihai instantly regained clarity.

"Handing over the blood of the demon god can give you a happy death. Two voices sounded at the same time, very compatible, one soft and cold, the other majestic and rough, but both were the same and had no business.

Long Bao didn't know when he came out of the small world, probably oppressed by the two bronze giants, he showed the true body of the dragon, a small one, crawling around the shoulders of Long Lin, and shouted angrily: "The blood of the demon god was discovered by my brother first, why give it to you?"

"Shenlong!"

"Dragon ..."

The two voices no longer coincided, and they were slightly in order, looking extremely shocked.

Long Bao didn't care much about that batch of demon god blood, but at this time, when he saw the two refining realms put on such a big posture to snatch it, he realized the value of this demon god's blood—but he didn't come to this outrageously poor ghost place for nothing!

Two voices that seemed to be ubiquitous, one was laughing, the other was snorting, mountains of corpses, layers of blood, and the ubiquitous and uncertain netherworld fire was constantly approaching Longlin, his green shirt was stained with a thin layer of black gas, filled with a thick smell of corpse water, he couldn't help but dust off his sleeves in disgust, and the breath of the Vermilion Bird Fire dispelled this layer of black haze. Countless red-black nether flames licked out sharp wounds from the void around him like a vicious and treacherous snake letter.

"Two seniors," Long Lin shook the front of his clothes for a long time, and said calmly while flicking away the nether flames that were constantly attacking closely, "The seniors have been cultivating the Yin and Yang Separation Sect Secret in this mortal land, and they have probably not left the Fengqi Continent for thousands of years, right? Shouyuan is approaching, so you need the blood of the Demon God to restore the essence of the essence? So you took it and took it brutally, and even did not hesitate to destroy the Nianyun Sect Manzong?"

Long Lin didn't know how shocked the other party was, the Netherworld Fire was different from any kind of fire, it was extremely poisonous, once it touched the monk's skin, it would wither like a maggot attached to the bones and burn out the true element, and those with a slightly lower realm would be quickly melted away and die... And he is as calm as the catkins in the spring breeze.

He frowned slightly, his expression a little disgusted.

"If my predecessors start a war with me, they may not be able to get out of the way. That would be contrary to the original intention of the predecessors to live a long life. Long Lin laughed.

The pair of different voices didn't make a sound. Sometimes silence represents timidity and hesitation, but more often than not, contempt. As soon as Long Bao said, "The two big tripods are good, drag them back to cook meat soup for the big shovel...", and the aura around them suddenly changed, some of those countless nether fires were as fast as meteors, some were as fleeting as autumn leaves, and some were as peaceful as rocks, still in the void... Long Bao used his holy dragon's breath to blow away the netherworld fire near his body, and the flames touched by the dragon's breath stiffened and shattered, turning into crystalline powder in an instant, melting into the void like fine snow.

But there was still a pop that landed on Long Lin's sleeve, and a strange black peony spread out quickly, which opened bigger and bigger, hideous and wonderful.

As soon as Long Lin tore off the sleeve of his shirt, the entire domain changed again. The sea of corpses and blood disappeared, and everywhere was a gray and silver swaying and twisted and dislocated void, and two hands stretched out out out from nowhere suddenly grabbed him and the dragon treasure on his shoulder, to be precise, one was a rather delicate palm, with long five fingers and a smooth skin, and the other was a fleshless white bone finger palm, covered with black fine cracks, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of resentful spirits under each crack.

The white bones are coming to the dragon, and the hand is showing to the dragon treasure.

Both hands were incredibly fast, and ten terrifying swirling black holes expanded from their fingertips.

Long Bao's Great Bright Whip drew a beautiful and holy line of fire and struck the crystal jade hand.

The whip of the dragon treasure is not a particularly high-level spiritual treasure, but it has a natural restraint on the exercises of the yin and ghost kinds; the palm of the hand shrank back slightly in pain, and after a pause, the palm suddenly turned into a pitch-black rock-like texture, and grabbed the tip of the whip of the Great Light Whip, and the whip broke inch by inch, like flying ashes, and scattered one after another.

Long Lin raised his shaking sword, and at the same time slashed straight towards the white bone palm, without any fancy, so straight that it seemed to be able to divide the galaxy in two, without any difference.

This knife seemed to cut through a large rocky mountain directly, and the heaviness and hardship were extremely strange and peculiar. The Shaking Light Knife even burst out with a dark golden arc of light as it moved, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly filled with countless desperate furious cries, and the white bones that had been split diffused with wet corpse qi that was close to substance, rushing towards the face.