Snowflakes fall and follow the wind to the bottom of the cliff like an abyss.

Suddenly, on a cliff wall, a few pieces of broken rock rolled down, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into a large, dark swamp at the bottom of the cliff, grunted a few times, and disappeared.

Looking up along the bottom of the cliff, on the gloomy cliff wall, there are several black shadows, climbing down the cliff top.

Under the black robe, a pair of withered hands with sharp claws are clinging to the uneven cliff wall, and the steep mountain wall seems to be very easy for this group of figures.

The occasional wind blew up from below, stirring their black robes, and suddenly, the hat of a figure was blown open, revealing a scarred head, without a single hair on it.

The figure turned its head to look over, a pair of cloudy eyes, looking at the bottom of the cliff that was about to arrive, revealing a greedy look......

Not long before Jue left, the demon clan who had been secretly following appeared from the dark corner, and they saw a strange purple light flashing in the sky.

Stark realized that the light was extraordinary, and followed the direction to a cliff edge.

After thinking about it three times, he decided to go down to find out what was going on with the seven demon clans, because he could feel that the evil aura coming from the bottom of the cliff seemed to be calling him in the dark.

After climbing down for a while, Stark led a group of demons and finally settled at the bottom of the cliff.

Underneath here, there is a swamp that can swallow everything, except for the place near the cliff, the rest of the place, once it falls, even if it is a heretic creature with supernatural powers, I am afraid that it will not be able to return to the sky.

"Lord Saint King, this large swamp will be very dangerous once it falls, what are we looking for?"

Staring at the swamp that bubbled from time to time, the face of the second holy envoy was not very good, if the Holy King asked him to go down to find something, would he really have to obey his fate?

He didn't want to die too much, and the honor he longed for had to be on the battlefield to manifest itself.

Although the aura of that summoning was already very strong, Stark looked at this swamp and had no clue, and of course he would not be stupid enough to sacrifice his holy envoys for an uncertain sixth sense.

"Let's follow the path we can and search the bottom of the cliff!"

Retracting his gaze from the swamp, Stark strode forward, and the other envoys followed suit.

At the forefront, Stark and the Great Sage Envoy Ryan were walking one after the other.

"Lord Saint King, what kind of aura can make you insist on going down to the bottom of the cliff to find something uncertain?"

Ryan lowered his eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

His cloudy white eyes closed for a moment, and Stark tilted his head slightly, facing Ryan: "I can feel a similar dark power, calling to me at the bottom of the cliff, coupled with that strange purple light, I suspect that it is the Sacred Soul Ring." ”

Ryan's eyes showed joy, he believed in the feeling of the Holy King Stark, it was rumored that the soul ring was inlaid with a cursed gem glowing with purple light, if that light was really emitted by the soul ring, then what happened to the previous holder, Jue, and the soul ring?

Don't think about it, the demon clan and his party soon came to a dead end, and they had nowhere else to settle except for the bubbling swamp.

And along the way, they didn't find anything unusual, and there seemed to be nothing left at the bottom of the black cliff except a large lifeless swamp.

"Lord Saint King, are we going to go back and search again?"

While the two Holy Envoys were talking, the other Holy Envoys turned their inquiring eyes to Stark.

"Since you can't find anything on the shore, let's focus on the swamp!" Stark opened his mouth indifferently, and from the darkness under his hat, he issued an unspeakable order, "Cheer me up, don't let go of the slightest clue!" ”

"Yes!"

After paying attention to the swamp, the demons are very concerned about any movement, even if a bubble pops up or bursts, they can quickly lock it in.

Just walking along the shore, suddenly, the four holy envoys who walked in the forefront pointed to a place where dead trees stood not far from the swamp and said, "Lord Saint King, look what it is!" ”

The demons followed the prestige, only to see a faint purple light flickering on a withered branch at the top.

Stark looked at it with empty eyes, the doubts in his eyes were quickly drowned out by great joy, his cloudy eyes flashed, the corners of his lips grinned, revealing the black fangs inside, and smiled: "It's a soul ring!" ”

As soon as the word soul ring came out, the demons present were all surprised, it seems that their holy king is really wise, not only the layout, let the blood hunt decompose the group of blood clans, but also with good strength, found the soul ring.

This group of holy envoys immediately revered the Holy King Stark a little more, and in their eyes, in addition to the Holy Ancestor Blood Apollo, they worshiped Stark the most.

"But, how do you get over this swamp and get the soul ring?"

Although they found the Soul Ring, the large swamp in front of them quickly extinguished their joy, the distance was too far to perform the Domination Technique, and there were no tools around to cross it.

The look of expectation fell on the Holy King again, and Stark was seen staring at the soul ring hanging from the branch of the dead tree, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he lifted the black robe covering his arm, and the great sage envoy on the side quickly understood what he meant, and hurriedly took out the dagger he was carrying and respectfully handed it to his hand.

Taking the dagger, Stark didn't hesitate to slash the blade from the crook of his arm to his wrist.

Suddenly, a large amount of black blood gushed out from the cracked wound, and at the same time, Stark urged the evil power in his body, forming a black mist, which wrapped the blood flowing from Bobo, surging through the swamp and heading towards the dead tree......

As if sensing the temptation of blood, the soul ring hanging on the branch began to tremble, and after a while, it fell from the branch.

But the black mist is still some distance away from the soul ring, and if it is too late to arrive, the soul ring will fall into the swamp, and it will not be found.

At the last moment, Stark endured the discomfort, increased his blood power, accelerated the process of the black mist, and directly caught the soul ring before it was about to fall into the swamp.

Wrapped in black mist and black blood, the soul ring began to absorb the blood in the mist, and after sucking the blood, it began to emit a faint purple light again.

The light grew brighter, and the purple glow even illuminated the entire swamp.

Stark gradually put away his evil power and hid his face under the black hat, and the longing was undisguised, and he raised his intact arm in the direction of the soul ring.

The Great Sage Envoy also tacitly tore off the robe and clothed the wounds of the injured Stark, feeling both happy that he had found the last holy artifact and distressed by Stark's sacrifice.

This wound is estimated to have to eat three days of blood to recover.

The soul ring that absorbs blood is full of power, without the support of black mist, and with its own strength, it is suspended in the air and slowly flies towards the new holder.

"Hello, my new master!"

Clearly perceiving the evil power in Stark's blood, the resentful spirit did not dare to disrespect him easily, and his tone was respectful and fearful.

The new master in front of him doesn't need to be bewitched by it at all, he is full of evil in his heart, and he is the most suitable as his own master, and the resentful spirit should show his obedience.

Putting the soul ring on his finger, Stark grinned with satisfaction, his cloudy white pupils were shining with purple light, and his low and deep voice sounded: "Hello, little thing......"

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On the fourth day after leaving the village, Jue and his party returned to Croatia.

Yuke, Rensen, and Kim went to the Demon Clan's stronghold first, while Sevi returned to his clan land, Jue and Galo stayed at Bevo Manor, and after Galo had dealt with his personal affairs, the two set off for Venice to meet the Seven Elders.

Now that the alliance with the wolf clan has been reached, it is time to consider raising troops to attack the demon base camp.

According to the information revealed by Han Qingluo that day, Jue only knew that the base camp of the demon clan might be a place with "BEN" in its name.

They searched all the known continents, spent a week, and listed all the places with "BEN", large and small, there were hundreds or thousands, and the only clue now seemed to be a bit of a chicken rib.

Just when speculation was at an impasse, a letter from Bevo Manor opened their eyebrows.

The first person who received the letter, Bedren, found that it was an anonymous letter, and the recipient was his son Galo, because it was stained with a faint smell of blood hunting, and for the sake of safety, he personally took the letter and came to Venice to find his son.

Of course, he was also mentally prepared to meet the enemy, and walked into the hall of the Red Mansion, where the Seven Elders, Jue and Jia Luo were discussing the war.

Pushing open the door, Bedren's gaze swept over the figure at the conference table, and soon fell on Hel's slightly surprised face, and for a moment, he moved away.

Hearing the movement, Galo looked at the door, saw his father, and said in a joyful tone, "Father, why are you here?" ”

Bedren smiled and did not reply, but as she walked, she reached out and took out the letter in her arms, walked directly to Galo, and placed it on his table.

Then he raised his eyes to look at the other elders and said respectfully, "Elders, please!" He immediately patted his son on the shoulder, greeted him politely with his eyes, sat behind Zhuo Duan's Jue, and turned around and left in a dashing manner.

After Bedren left, the letter in Galo's hand quickly attracted the attention of a table of people.

Jia Luo picked up the envelope, looked at the front and back, then looked up at Jue, handed the envelope to him, and whispered, "It seems that she sent it." ”

On a calm face, his eyes flashed, Jue nodded, took the letter, and in an instant, his nose lingered with the smell of her belonging, mixed with a faint smell of blood hunting, he stabilized his mind, quickly tore open the seal, and prepared to take out the letter inside.

But in the next second, the rough texture made Jue look stunned, and what came into his eyes was not the expected letter, but a thin sheepskin.

When you open it out, you can see that there are different lines drawn in black ink on it, just like a map.

In one of the places that resembled a mountain range, it was marked with the word "BEN", a name that they had been looking at for a week and were extremely sensitive.

On the side, Garo, who saw the map, couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and immediately said loudly: "Is this the map that marks the base camp of the demon race?" ”

This sound immediately attracted the attention of the seven elders, and several elders seemed to be not elegant, and hurriedly looked at Jue's side.

Jue also couldn't let a few respected blood clan elders be so unbearable, so he directly moved the map to the center for them to see.

The problems that had plagued them for many days were resolved when the letter arrived, and they quickly settled on a place in the shape of the map, a mountain range in the west of Scotland, known locally as "Ben".