Half a year later.

Despite the lack of Tsukiyo's help, the powerful lava giant managed to attract many of Fuso's demons.

These demons are all coming and going.

The eighteenth floor of the lava prison is finally starting to fill up.

The red with glasses is like doing a precise scientific experiment, and the demons here are classified according to the bloodline and the prison is carried out.

The eighteenth floor is already filled with fifteen floors, but there are still so many fish that have slipped through the net.

Red is not anxious, he has been transforming demons for this time, and the success rate is about three or seven open, usually two of the three demons will be invalidated, and one will succeed.

At this time, Hong already has a force of about 100 fire demons, and some are small demons he calls "shadow warriors", these demons have evolved from the second blood awakening to the third blood awakening, with extremely fast speed, and the ability to hide in the shadows, both hands are like hooks and sickles, and the lethality is very strong, which can be described as assassins among demons.

While Red sends these shadow warriors to arrest the demons who have slipped through the net, he also begins the second transformation of the Fire Demon, the fourth blood awakening...

Even with its ability, the success rate can only be maintained at one or five open, and only one of the six fire demons will succeed, and the species is unique, after all, after four blood awakenings, it is a level that even the original demon capital Amaterasu and Tsukiyo can surpass, such an existence will naturally not be mass-produced, but unique.

Red drops the successful sample on the sixteenth floor, immersing it in a dream.

Then he bowed his head tirelessly, and began his hard work day and night.

It's easy to transform itself, but it's not easy to transform a true god in a new world.

In the blood mist, the species that rely on blood, heart, and blood silver are not the same as the outer universe, they can be born with strong strength, but their cultivation is slow, and it can be said that there are gains and losses.

Therefore, it is not theoretically feasible to rely on competition and cup-raising to improve.

Red pondered carefully.

Considering the construction of an arena to stimulate purification, or through the reproduction of demons, in order to nourish the superior

Maybe the breeding of powerful demons can bring about the mutation of the heirs?

The archetype will devour a universe and kill a heavenly dao, which is not easy, nor is it short.

Red thought that he was still on that blue planet before, and he had seen some stories of "wave your hand, and the universe will be destroyed", and thought it was really funny.

What's more, the difficulty of encroaching on the universe and destroying the universe has risen several levels.

It takes time, effort, and a little bit of luck to get there.

This unimaginable lava giant believes that in the sea of suffering, the snake and the white should do the same thing as himself.

Time is also fast, about tens of thousands of years, the world construction can be completed, and then it is time to really start a tug-of-war with the Heavenly Dao.

Tens of thousands of years, very fast.

Xia Guang looked like a lava giant working on an assembly line, he had never carried it, in the past half a year, he had purified except for six bottles of bloodline, the bloodline was unknown, all of which he had purified in this Fusang land, and the choice was naturally the bloodline he thought was the most powerful.

Chose five demons who were quite powerful, and the Shenwu King still insisted on taking them orally, but none of the five demons could succeed, three blew themselves up, and two became crazy like Yueyu.

The bloodline that blew itself up returned to the blood mist of Fuso, and those who became madmen were sent to the upper realm.

Another three months passed, and Xia Guang looked at the slow-moving Blood Mist World, saying goodbye to Hong and returning to Da Zhou.

Ask the imperial sister again, and the imperial sister is naturally willing to follow him.

Sakurako wanted to keep it, because of King Shenmu, she did not suffer from Hong's "research and transformation", on the contrary, the lava giant also got along well with this little one, and often asked her to help with some equipment, which was regarded as an assistant.

In less than a year, Sakurako's eyes were opened, and she only felt that the door of the new world was opening for herself, and at this moment, she naturally wanted to dedicate herself to science, even the King of Shenwu couldn't take care of it.

Tens of thousands of years of time, even if Xia Guang did not return for a hundred years, it was also insignificant, Hong just took care of a few words, and said, "Although the Heavenly Dao did not react so quickly, it may have already taken action" and other words, so that King Shenwu himself was careful outside, and he bowed his head and continued to work.

24 hours a day.

Sakurako, who was nearly thirty times smaller than him, was wrapped in a pink kimono and busied around the ruined demon capital, holding the embassy from time to time, going to the prison from time to time to extract a prisoner, and holding a whip from time to time to maintain order among the prisoners, which seemed to be a lifelong career.

The combination of a giant researcher and a little assistant is quite interesting.

Xia Guang asked the humans living in the original pastoral circle again, but some of them said that they wanted to go to the Great Zhou to live, and some of them seemed to have fighting souls in their bones, eager to be able to fuse with the blood of demons and evolve.

In any case, Xia Guang couldn't bring back so many people, he needed to return to Da Zhou first, and explain the situation to the Son of Heaven before he could come here with a manned ship.

So...

On a bright afternoon in late autumn, on a flat boat, a lazy uncle sat on the bow of the boat.

But the lazy woman was reluctant to get on board.

Xia Guang turned around, only to see the imperial sister's fingers poking and poking, pointing at the warship anchored offshore.

"Don't sit on that. ”

Xia Guang felt that the ship was too big, there were too few people, and it was a little empty, and he couldn't drive a battleship, so it was not as comfortable as a flat boat.

"No, sit on that. ”

The royal sister wants to enjoy and sleep, she is sleep-deprived, it is almost winter, and the time for hibernation has arrived.

In Xia Jiejie's view, life is not just about eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating.

Eat more in winter and have the strength to exercise in summer.

Though... She doesn't exercise either.

Unable to resist the imperial sister, King Shenwu could only step on the battleship, tinkering blindly on the bridge, and when he lowered his head, Xia Jiejie was surrounded by a group of cats on the deck, wearing his wide coat in the sun, showing the cleanest and brightest smile.

The cats jumped on tiptoe one by one, rubbing intimately on the little boots of the royal sister.

The late autumn light in the afternoon is the only warm time of the day.

The sparkling sea seems to be a golden dragon swimming low and shallowly, and at a glance, it is extremely vast.

Glancing at the strange demon capital shrouded in blood mist behind him, Xia Guanghu suddenly felt a sense of vacation.

Click...

The heavy iron anchor was slowly retracted, and the ships of the original Great Zhou turned their bows and headed in the opposite direction of the coastline.

Leaving the shoreline, only the blue is left in sight, and everything seems to be relaxed and leisurely.

The demon cats of the imperial sister, looking at the soaring seagulls, will jump up from time to time and tear off one or two, while the imperial sister applauds heartlessly.

"Let's eat seagulls tonight..."

Xia Jiejie turned her head, her hands expanded into small horns, and shouted at the Shenwu King on the bridge.

Xia Guang smiled, in addition to the voice of the imperial sister, the voice of the cat, it was the waves, the wind, and the occasional birdsong, this day was really quiet and beautiful.

There are only a few charts on the route back to Da Zhou, Xia Guang studied all night, and looked at a plausible one, and he didn't know if he could return to Da Zhou in this direction, and he didn't even know where the ship was going.

But King Shenwu didn't care.

Just like many years ago, when he was on the battlefield of the Dao War, it was common for him to get lost, but when he got lost, he would see more beautiful scenery and experience more beautiful food, wouldn't he?

What's more, now, he is not alone.

"Meow~~" The royal sister was on the deck, holding her head high, her little fists clenched, learning to meow in the sea sunshine.

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