More than a dozen sea bowls were brought up and swinged away.

The demon kings broke open the top door one after another, and the blood flowed like an infusion, filling the sea bowl.

There are all kinds of blood colors, red, green, blue, black......

Chang Yunlong didn't hesitate, he stretched out his hand and swiped lightly, as if Lord Ma had opened three eyes, golden blood gushed out, and a refreshing fragrance instantly diluted the bloody aura that permeated the Gathering Hall.

Demon Yun ordered the little demon to bring a pot-bellied tile altar, and the demon kings poured blood into the tile altar, and all kinds of strange noises suddenly sounded in the tile altar, as if it was not filled with the blood of the demon king, but the reaction of various chemical reagents.

Chang Yunlong poured blood into the penultimate one, and a white mist rose from the mouth of the tile altar.

Demon Cloud is the last one, his blood is colorful, very beautiful, and it also shows that it is extremely poisonous.

As soon as he poured the blood into the tile altar, it was like boiling, and the blood splashed out fell on the little demon guarding next to him, and in the blink of an eye, the little demon turned into a puddle of pus, which shows what are the things flowing in the veins of these demon kings.

The last drop of poisonous blood fell into the altar, and the demon cloud covered the tile altar, drove it into the air with mana, and then turned his palm over, and the tile altar turned rapidly.

He wants to mix the blood in it evenly and respond fully.

This tile altar seems inconspicuous, like the large vat of pickled cabbage in the Northeast, but it is actually still a treasure, and its role is assimilation.

Anything poured into it can be assimilated into the most karmic one.

In other words, whoever has the greatest karma among the demon kings will become whoever the final jar of blood will become.

Demon Cloud has been dead and alive for several lifetimes, and he thinks that no one is worse than him, so he confidently waits for the blood in the jar to turn into colorful and poisonous blood, and then everyone does it together, sharing his karma.

As long as Chang Yunlong is entangled with his karma, then he will inevitably obey him in the future. Otherwise, as long as he moved his fingers a little and let his karma attack, no one could stand the taste.

Thinking of this, Moyun couldn't help but smile smugly.

Stretching out his hand, he shouted, "Certain!" ”

The tile altar stopped in the air.

"Open!"

A fragrant breath wafted out with the opening of the tile altar.

Something is wrong! Mo Yun was stunned, his blood didn't smell like this, his blood was fishy and sweet, how did it become fragrant?

"Hurry!"

As soon as the demon cloud pinched the magic trick, it was like a miniature dragon taking water, and a winding pillar of blood slowly rose from the altar.

It's like a rainbow hanging upside down in the sky, putting seven colors of light.

"Whew-" Demon Cloud breathed a sigh of relief, the color was right! He didn't know what the reason for the change in taste was, maybe it was because he had more karma?

He couldn't think of a better answer, but as long as the color was right, he couldn't be wrong.

"Points!"

In an instant, more than a dozen pillars of blood flew out of the altar and landed in the sea bowl in front of the demon kings without mishesitation.

Mo Yun picked up the sea bowl in front of him and laughed: "Brothers, after doing this bowl of Hezhonghong, it will be my Demon Cloud's friend of life and death from now on!" ”

"!"

The demon kings were arrogant, Chang Yunlong didn't say a word, raised his head and drank it.

Mo Yun was relieved at this time, and his face was so happy that it seemed to bloom, and he drained the blood in the bowl in one gulp.

All the demon kings did not hesitate, except for one exception, and that was the Blue Dragon City, which had always been by the side of the demon cloud.

He knew that after drinking this bowl of Hezhong Hong, he would have no way out in the future.

But at the same time, he also knew that Chang Yunlong was here to rescue Bai Danqing, although the origin was unknown, but with a little thought, he could guess the approximately.

I'm afraid that the leader of this Chang family is not the general of the eldest brother Ma Tang camp. I had dealt with the eldest brother Ma before, and since the eldest brother Ma could come to save Bai Danqing, there was no reason not to save himself.

Maybe you want to fish them out one by one?

He had already raised hope, but it was really difficult to look at the bowl of red in front of him.

If you don't drink it, it will cause the dissatisfaction of the demon cloud, this old thing kills people without blinking, and it is extremely fierce, what if you see that you don't drink and slap yourself to death? How can hope fall before dawn when hope is right in front of you?

But if you drink it, you really can't leave, don't say that a Chang family leader will come over at that time, even if the eldest brother Ma comes in person, it will be in vain, he and Moyun are related by blood, the same root and the same vein, Moyun can't get better, he can't get better, Moyun is not happy, he will die at any time.

Therefore, he has been staring at Chang Yunlong, in his consciousness, this bowl of Hezhong Red is a signal to move, and the time is when he and this Chang family leader will kill Huoju Mountain together.

But he didn't expect that Chang Yunlong was the first to kill Hezhonghong.

What does that mean? The rebellion of the head of the Chang family?

If that's the case, the hope of his hard rise will be dashed.

What about Bai Danqing? Isn't it saved?

He was so confused.

"Little Xiangxiang? What are you thinking? "Moyun felt that the real Hezhong Red seemed to be a bit high, and drinking it was not only a line of fire down the esophagus, but also a knife coming up from the stomach, so he had to find something else to divert his attention, otherwise he would make a fool of himself.

So he set his eyes on the body of Qinglong City.

The rest of the demon kings were also blushing and thick-necked, and no one thought that this time the Hezhong Red was so powerful, as if a real fire burned the chest, so they couldn't help but wonder if the dead monkey demon king had used this jar to brew monkey wine, and forgot to take the "wine" essence away.

"Oh? I? Qinglong City glanced at Chang Yunlong sadly, and then shook his head at Demon Yun expressionlessly: "It's nothing, it's too spicy, I can't drink it!" ”

In fact, this excuse is just a hurry, he didn't even taste it, how do you know it's too spicy?

Mo Yun made a bowl, he knew how spicy it was, so he unexpectedly waved his hand and said to Qinglong City: "You thin skin and tender meat, you can't stand this, then forget it, don't drink it!" ”

Qinglong City's eyes widened like copper bells, he didn't expect that it would be so easy to get by.

Demon Cloud's target is not him, and in terms of Demon Cloud's conceit, he will not use the United Red to control such a small treatment in Qinglong City, so he was pardoned extrajudicially.

However, there are also selfishness mixed in this, after a while, Chang Yunlong is settled, he still has to spend the Spring Festival with Qinglong City, some things are better not to eat indiscriminately, the hot feeling is good, but now he wants to feed Qinglong City a big bowl of ice cubes!

How did Qinglong City know what this old demon was thinking, and only thought that he was lucky, and a smile appeared on his face.

His smile tickled Mo Yun's heart even more, and he couldn't wait for Chang Yunlong to leave quickly.