Huo Linzi stroked his beard, looked at Song Yun with contempt, and began to count silently in his heart, how many breaths Song Yun could last.

Sikong Zhaoxue and the Great Elder were extremely nervous at the moment, although they didn't expect Song Yun to hold on for much time, they still hoped that Song Yun could hold on and not be eaten by the demonic qi.

"It's already ten breaths, I see that this son is almost there, and if I don't stop it, I'm afraid that this son will suffer from the backlash of demonic energy, and no one can save it." Huolinzi said coldly.

The Great Elder hesitated a little and looked at Sikong Zhaoxue.

And so on. Sikong Zhaoxue said.

"Hmph. Huo Linzi sneered.

As time passed, the demonic qi emitted by the primeval battle blood in Song Yun's palm became denser and denser, and bursts of black qi dispersed, turning into various types of grimaces, distorting and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Twenty, thirty, forty......

The emission of demonic qi became more and more surging, even surpassing the speed of the ancient battle blood that had evolved from the Tailing Qi just now.

Huo Linzi's eyes changed from contempt, to stunned, to shock, incredible, and finally looked at Song Yun's eyes were full of fear, how could he not understand, a little Body Shaping Realm monk, what is there in his body that can purify the ancient battle blood, what the hell is it?

On the other hand, Sikong Zhaoxue and the Great Elder, both of them turned from lost to excited, and their excited bodies trembled slightly, praying that Song Yun would never stop.

It wasn't until a pillar of incense passed that Song Yun's purification of the ancient battle blood had surpassed the previous Tailing Qi.

"Hmph, I have to say, this son is very good, he is a geek, the old man has lost his eyes, rare, rare! However, even if he can purify this drop of primeval war blood, it will take ten days and a half months to say the least, and if he wants to revive the entire primeval war spirit, I am afraid that there is no one who cannot do it in thousands of years. And the Tailing Holy Beast of our courtyard can revive the primeval war spirit in just a few years, and I hope that the master of the courtyard will not be blinded by what he sees in front of him and make a big mistake. "Huo Linzi was no longer shocked at the moment, but scared, he was not stupid, he knew that once the Huailing Academy put the hope of reviving the ancient war spirit on Song Yun, the Huailing Academy would definitely not allow him to leave alive, because the Huailing Academy would never allow himself to bring the news that Song Yun could purify the ancient battle blood back to the Tailing Academy.

Huo Linzi even thought of leaving twenty-three disciples to escape alone, but he denied this idea in an instant, not to mention that the cultivation of Sikong Zhaoxue of Huailing Academy was unfathomable, even if he fought for his life to escape from his men, but Huailing Academy's Peerless Mountain Protection Array, with his own alone, could not be broken no matter what, so he could only dissuade Sikong Zhaoxue from recovering the ancient war spirit on a small disciple.

And Sikong Zhaoxue really didn't plan to let Huo Linzi and the other Tailing Academy disciples leave alive, but when he heard Huo Linzi's words, he hesitated a little.

In fact, what Huo Linzi said is also reasonable, not to mention whether Song Yun can revive the Ancient War Spirit, even if he can, with Song Yun's speed to evolve the Ancient War Blood, it is not an exaggeration to say that it will take thousands of years to revive the Ancient War Spirit.

Seeing that Sikong Zhaoxue was moved, Huo Linzi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Song Yun with murderous intent in his eyes, it was the evil boy in front of him, first disrespectful to himself, and almost ruined the Tailing Academy, and finally almost took his own life, he thought that this kid was the nemesis of himself and the Tailing Academy, and he would definitely get rid of it if he had a chance.

But in the next moment, Huo Linzi's eyes widened again when he looked at Song Yun, revealing incredulity.

I saw that the primeval battle blood suspended in Song Yun's palm actually trembled strongly and began to become unstable, as if it was about to explode.

Sikong Zhaoxue, the Great Elder, and Bing Linzi and Yue Qianqiu on the side also didn't know why, and said in their hearts, what would happen if this primeval battle blood exploded?

Soon they saw that, as they had expected, the primeval battle blood fluttered for a moment before thud and splattered in all directions......

Suddenly, the incomparable monstrous demonic qi swept around, turning into countless demons crisscrossing the wilderness, emitting bursts of ghost howls, even the sky dimmed, and the bluestone square where everyone was fighting became pitch black in just a moment.

"This ...... How could there be such a strong demonic aura. Sikong Zhaoxue's face changed greatly, he knew that there was demonic qi contained in the primeval battle blood, but he would never have thought that the demonic qi contained in this drop of primeval battle blood would be so huge, to say that the Tailing Qi had purified one thousandth of the primeval battle blood before, it was simply a lie, in this case, even one in one hundred thousand might not have been purified before, even if the Tailing Holy Beast made a move, it would be impossible to revive the primeval war spirit.

"Not true. Sikong Zhaoxue suddenly thought of something, and when he looked at the Great Elder, their eyes were full of fear, because if every drop of Ancient War Blood contained such a strong demonic qi, then the seniors and disciples of the Huailing Academy who had used the Ancient War Blood to quench their bodies, they should have suffered from the backlash of demonic qi a long time ago, and they should not have nothing to do, but for thousands of years, they have not heard of anyone being devoured by demonic qi, which makes no sense at all.

Also, for thousands of years, the countless powerful people of the Huailing Academy, plus several ancestors of the Tailing Academy, have never discovered that the demonic qi in the ancient battle blood is so deeply hidden, so it is even more unreasonable.

Seeing the demonic qi in the sky turned into demons and rampant, everyone's faces turned pale, fortunately, these demonic qi seemed to have encountered natural enemies, fleeing in all directions, and did not hurt anyone, otherwise even if Sikong Zhaoxue and the Great Elder made a move at the same time, they would have to work hard to completely collect the demonic qi.

When everyone noticed the natural enemy that made the demonic qi flee, they were stunned again, only to see a piece of blood red, from scratch, the area is getting bigger and bigger, spreading rapidly, the originally pitch black sky, suddenly the blood red that was reflected, all the demonic qi covered by this blood red, was quickly wiped out, only more than ten breaths, the sky was full of demonic energy, and it was gone.

After suffocating the demonic qi, the blood red quickly shrank, and finally turned into a drop of pure and bright red blood, heading straight for Song Yun.

Before everyone could react, the pure primeval battle blood instantly rushed into Song Yun's eyebrows, entering his sea of knowledge, in the sea of knowledge, the white lotus swirled, and a rune slowly flew out from one of the petals, gradually fused with the primeval battle blood, and then passed through Song Yun's sea of knowledge, entered his body, and instantly spread, merging into Song Yun's flesh and blood.

At this moment, Song Yun felt that his qi and blood were boiling, and his body was full of explosive power, the natural supernatural power that belonged to the primeval war spirit, the heaven-shaking roar and the sky-shaking collision, and then merged with Song Yun's mind and flesh and blood, he felt that he was the giant who stood on the top of the heavens and the earth, between heaven and earth, a roar of mountains and rivers collapsed, a collision, and the sky shattered.

At the same time, under the circular mountain range of Huailing Courtyard, in a pitch-black and empty underground space, a hundred-zhang giant sat cross-legged, this giant was thin like dry bones, his skin was like a rock covered with dense cracks, as if it would be broken at any time, and bursts of dark and rich demonic energy were shuttling in and out from the cracks in his skin, letting out a terrible howl.

On the ground around the giant, there are dense runes all over, flickering and dimming emitting extremely faint little white light, these runes are composed of a large array, Huailing Academy for four thousand years, many ancestors can only understand a small part of this formation, only know that this is a large sealing array, maybe it is to seal the ancient war spirit itself, maybe it is to seal the demonic energy on the body of the ancient war spirit, as for how to repair it, there is a great power once said: The Tao of this land is not complete, and this array cannot be repaired.

At this moment, at the moment when Song Yun fused with that drop of primeval battle blood, the hundred-zhang giant's body shook slightly, a large amount of gravel and dust slipped from his body, and the entire underground space shook, and then, the giant's throat let out a dull roar that seemed to be human, non-human, beast and non-beast, this roar was like the giant had exhausted all its potential, and it was more like the last call of life, when the roar gradually stopped, everything fell silent again, as if nothing had happened.

And at this moment, there was a complete uproar, whether it was the disciples of the outer court, the disciples of the inner court, or the elders, they were all like great enemies.

Just now, the entire Huailing Courtyard Ring Mountain Range suddenly shook, although it may be a natural formation, but it is more likely that the Huailing Courtyard Mountain Protection Array was attacked, and a strong enemy was coming.

Just when the Huailing Courtyard was preparing to meet the enemy from top to bottom, suddenly a dull roar came from the ground, and the entire Huailing Courtyard was instantly quiet, and no one knew what was going on, let alone what was going on with the voice from the underground.

Only Sikong Zhaoxue and the Great Elder burst into tears with excitement......