Chapter 179: The Blood of the Demon Lord

"Then forget it!" Fan Chen said helplessly, although the magic weapon has been destroyed, the remaining coercion is not something that anyone can resist, after all, this is the magic weapon left by the demon lord.

"However, although the Soul Suppression Tower can't be started, the blood on it can still be moved. Xiaobai pondered.

"What do you mean?" Fan Chen said suspiciously, not understanding what Xiaobai had in mind.

"It's very simple, take the blood off it, maybe it will be of great use in the future, I can feel that it is the blood left by the demon lord. Xiaobai said.

"That, are you sure, taking blood in the past, you won't take your own life?" Fan Chen felt that Xiaobai's proposal was thrown away, you know, it was not an ordinary spirit treasure.

"The proposal is given to you, the final decision is up to you, you know, cultivation is to go against the sky. Xiaobai didn't have any extra words.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, get angry and look down, just do it if you don't accept it, Nether, you just stay here. Fan Chen said, at this time, he has a posture of letting go, and the blood of the demon lord is too tempting.

In fact, as a demon clan, he felt the residual coercion on the Soul Suppression Tower, and if he took a step forward without knowing whether he was alive or dead, he might be ruthlessly strangled by the Soul Suppression Tower.

He didn't want to lose his life because of this, he still wanted to live a few more years.

I saw that mortal dust, directly, took a step forward, and the imaginary coercion did not appear, and it was still as plain as usual.

Fanchen took another step, but there was still no imaginary coercion, and he still looked bland.

"What's going on?" Fan Chen was puzzled, could it be that the Soul Suppression Tower had been completely scrapped, and now it was a ball of broken copper and iron, and it had no effect at this time?

"Perhaps, the Soul Suppression Tower has been completely scrapped, and now it only has its shape!" Xiao Bai was also extremely puzzled, it stands to reason that the magic weapon of such a strong person should not be.

"Whatever, it's better without coercion. Fan Chen said, he didn't think too much at this time, the blood of the demon lord, not everyone has this opportunity.

Saying that, Fan Chen took a step forward and strode forward, since there was no danger, then he was not welcome.

In fact, Fan Chen's bet was right, until Fan Chen approached the Soul Suppression Tower, there was still no imaginary danger, and some were just the same as usual.

Standing in front of the Soul Suppression Tower, Fan Chen had a feeling of disbelief, and the demon lord's weapon was presented in front of him.

"Why do you care so much about him? "When the dust is thrown into the tide, I seem to be a little worried.

Standing here, Fan Chen could even feel the extremely terrifying energy contained in his blood, without thinking, if it was placed in the past ten thousand years, the coercion emitted by so much blood would be able to crush the cultivator who was weak.

It's a pity that after thousands of eternities, even the blood of the demon lord, the energy in it, has already volatilized.

Fan Chen took out a jade bottle, and carefully put the remaining blood on the soul suppression tower into the jade bottle bit by bit.

In this process, it can be said that Fan Chen's heart is pinched in his throat, for fear that the Soul Suppression Tower will suddenly erupt and directly crush Fan Chen.

Fortunately, this process was not dangerous, and when Fan Chen finished taking the blood, he didn't dare to have the slightest crooked thoughts about the Soul Suppression Tower, so he withdrew directly.

You must know that the Soul Suppression Tower is the magic weapon of the demon lord, and it is not something that monks like him can control, and some can only be respected, even if he is a human race.

Retreating to the edge of this space, Fan Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, who knows, how much pressure he was under just now, it can be said that he was a crazy temptation on the edge of death.

"Senior Xiaobai, I'm curious about what kind of strong person the demon lord is. Fan Chen asked suspiciously.

"This question, I can satisfy you, in ancient times, the demon lord was the most powerful and powerful man in the demon clan, in his hands, the chaotic demon clan was unified, he became the greatest leader of the demon clan, and all the demon clans would obey his orders. ”

At the same time, in that era, he was the most promising existence to become the emperor, but unfortunately, in the end, he was defeated by a strong man of the human race and missed the throne. Xiaobai said.

"That, Senior Xiaobai, is the strong person you are talking about the later Emperor of the Terran Race?" Fan Chen said suspiciously, it seems that such a strong person, only the Great Emperor before the enlightenment can defeat him.

"Boy, it's quite smart, in fact, it's true, the demon lord regards this Terran Emperor as a lifelong opponent, unfortunately, he couldn't boast of that step until he died, it can be said that he ended up regretfully. Xiaobai said.

"That little white senior, I'm curious, how do you know so much about ancient things, what kind of existence are you. Fan Chen listened to Xiaobai's explanation and threw away his curiosity.

"Boy, why do you care so much, at this time, you are in trouble, do you still have the heart to meddle with other people's affairs?" Xiaobai said speechlessly.

"Also, why do you care about so many idle things, but this demon lord is really amazing, and he actually fought with the emperor!" Fan Chen listened to Xiaobai's words, and felt more and more powerful about the demon lord.

You must know that in this world, the legend of the emperor is really limited, and it can be said that one slap is not enough.

It is said that it was the emperor who ended the war at the end of antiquity, and it was precisely because of the existence of the emperor that this world could continue, otherwise, this world would have been destroyed.

For the legend of the emperor, Fan Chen felt that he had a fate with him, because that emperor was the existence of the Emperor Fan.

Coincidentally, Fan Chen is surnamed Fan, speaking of which, this throws some fate.

Ending the words with Xiaobai, Fan Chen turned this space upside down, but unfortunately, there was nothing else except the Soul Suppression Tower.

In addition, Fan Chen spent several days walking around this dark world, and in the same way, apart from the Soul Suppression Tower, some were only accompanied by bones, and nothing else.

It seems that in this dark world, being able to encounter the Soul Suppression Tower is already a great opportunity.

In the valley, Fan Chen stayed for five days, and when his injuries healed, Fan Chen came out of this abyss.

There is no way, there is almost death in the valley, and it is impossible to cultivate, otherwise the mortal dust will be happy to stay in it long enough to improve his cultivation.

If his spiritual power is further advanced, those killers of the Wind and Rain Organization want to assassinate him, then he will not succeed so easily like this time, in the final analysis, his cultivation is not strong enough. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Way of Mortal Dust" to read for free for the first time.