The old man in red slowly retracted his head, holding his breath and hiding behind the statue, and he didn't dare to come out.

After a while, several groups of cultivators came to the temple, and after seeing the beggar sleeping on the ground, they immediately flew away.

From time to time, there was a whistling sound in the sky, and it took most of the night to stop, and then the whole world fell silent.

The old man in red slowly walked out from behind the statue, carefully walked to the temple gate and looked out, and looked at it for a while before confirming that the cultivator had changed and left.

He smirked and said to himself, "The hateful Kunlun Sect cultivator is delusional in his attempt to catch this Demon Lord, let's talk about it in the next life." ”

The old man in red was proud for a while, his face turned red violently, and he hurriedly pressed his chest with his hand, and then quickly made a few gestures.

It took a while for him to feel better, but he looked at the beggar who was still sleeping on the ground with fierce eyes.

"Although he is an extremely humble beggar imp, sucking him can also heal some wounds. The old man in red sighed helplessly, and at the same time slowly walked towards the beggar.

Zhang Tian didn't know anything about the things around him, and he was reunited with his father and mother in his dreams, and even laughed faintly.

"Laugh, this is your last dream on earth. The old man in red smiled and said softly, while sticking out his tongue and licking his big red mouth.

He stared coldly at the beggar at his feet, thinking of biting this little dirty ghost to heal his wounds, but he was reluctant in his heart.

I want to be known as the Blood Demon God Monarch, but I am a generation of demon cultivators in the land of Shenzhou, as long as I am interested, things like slaughtering the city and destroying the faction are at my fingertips.

Countless cultivators wanted to eliminate the Demon Guardian Dao, but they were instead absorbed by themselves to practice the Yuan Shen Gong, which made those decent people frightened and made the Blood Demon God Monarch famous.

Moreover, the Blood Demon God Monarch likes to suck the blood and primordial gods of pure virgins the most, and he also specially seeks the royal princesses of various countries in Shenzhou to enjoy it.

In the past three hundred years, he has been obsessed with the female disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect, and the more famous and outstanding the disciples of the Great Sect, the more excited he becomes.

In the Divine Cultivation Realm, the Blood Demon God Monarch can be regarded as a thunderous figure, but everyone wants to break their bones and scatter ashes.

Only this time, he had the audacity to infiltrate the Kunlun Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation realm, and sneak attacked Kunlun's new saintess Purple Dream Fairy, and he had to make her disappear.

As a result, the Kunlun faction issued a killing order, and caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world with rich rewards, and countless cultivators attacked the Blood Demon God Monarch one after another.

A ** righteous path man ganged up to hunt him down, more cultivators kept setting up ambushes in front, and the decent monk actually chased and killed the Blood Demon God Monarch for thousands of miles and never gave up.

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch fled indiscriminately in Shenzhou, being attacked everywhere, and even the cultivators of the evil sect secretly stumbled, like a trapped beast with enemies everywhere.

However, he relied on the huge soul power that had been accumulated for thousands of years, as well as the supreme magic skills that had been cultivated by devouring tens of thousands of cultivators, and he rushed out of the encirclement and escaped.

It's just that the Blood Demon Divine Monarch was also extremely seriously injured, and he was beaten by countless righteous path monks in turn, which was by no means a good match.

He now desperately needs to suck human flesh and soul to heal his wounds, and the ruined temple in front of him happens to have this little beggar.

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch slowly approached the beggar, but as soon as he got closer, he immediately frowned, because the beggar on the ground had a sour smell that had not been bathed for many years, and it kept getting into his nostrils with enthusiasm.

For him, who sucks the virgin blood of the princess and saint, the little beggar is the dirtiest and lowly thing in the world, and he is extremely disgusted by the smell.

However, the Blood Demon God Monarch couldn't help but be aggrieved at this moment, and he was forced to suck the flesh and blood of that filthy thing.

Because he felt the qi and blood in his body concuss, the injury was almost uncontrollable, and even his movements gradually stiffened and became unbearable.

Forcibly pressing the injury, the Blood Demon God Monarch slowly bit the little beggar.

Suddenly, his injuries erupted uncontrollably, and he felt as if his whole body had been torn apart repeatedly.

The Blood Demon God Monarch shrank and froze in place, and finally let out a miserable howl and fell straight back to the ground.

He was so anxious that he wanted to stretch out his mouth to bite the beggar again, but he couldn't move his whole body, not even his fingers.

The little beggar was awakened by this movement, got up with a bone, and looked curiously at this side.

This was the last picture the Blood Demon Divine Monarch saw before he was completely unconscious.

"Hahaha! You hypocritical monks of false Taoism, aren't you joining forces against me for the sake of fame and fortune!

Aren't all righteous and evil ways people who rebel against heaven for the sake of eternal life?

I'm just refining a female monk of the Kunlun Sect, do I need to make such a big move?"

The unconscious Blood Demon God Monarch couldn't help but shout, still running around in his sleep, while his hands kept waving and flapping.

But all around him were righteous monks, countless Kunlun disciples rushed towards their own swords, and their overwhelming magic weapons.

"Ahhh......hhhh

In his dreams, he was still fighting with the righteous monks, struggling to resist the combined attacks of the masters of various factions, and on the other hand, he had to rush around trying to find a way.

But on all sides there were false Taoist monks, and there were more monks forming formations above and under their heads, and there was no way to go.

In the end, the Blood Demon God Monarch could only use the forbidden method of demonic skills to forcibly improve his cultivation and then rush into battle.

After many desperate battles, he finally broke through a way for Shengsheng from the encirclement of the righteous monks who were overcrowded.

It's just that those monks kept chasing after them, and no matter how the Blood Demon God Monarch dodged, they couldn't get rid of the pursuit.

In the end, he once again used the forbidden method to fight the pursuers, and after killing several of the fiercest monks, he was able to escape temporarily.

The Blood Demon Divine Monarch who flew not far away was not comfortable, and the injuries on his body became uncontrollable, and there were more monks chasing after him.

"Get out of here, you hypocritical villains, stop the death of my Blood Demon God Monarch......!"

The unconscious Blood Demon God Monarch roared wildly, gritting his teeth and looking hideous.

Suddenly, he felt something liquid flowing into his mouth, sweet and cold, and there was a strange sour taste in it.

Smacking his lips, he wondered, "What's in your mouth? Virgin blood?"

No, although virgin blood is extremely fragrant, it will never have such a sweet taste.

The elixir of the ultimate treasure? Those heavenly treasures don't have a sour taste.

I have eaten all the famous elixirs in Shenzhou, and they are all top-grade elixirs in the form of cultivation liquid, but I have never tasted like this!"

The liquid substance entered his mouth again, and the Blood Demon God Jun Meimei automatically drank and swallowed, and enjoyed the aftertaste carefully.

"Huh"

Suddenly, in the depths of some long-abandoned memory, he remembered that he had often tasted this taste when he was a human being.

"Yes, it's gruel, and it's millet porridge. ”

The Blood Demon God Monarch muttered, and he suddenly remembered how many years he hadn't tasted this kind of taste.

A thousand years, eight hundred years?

He slowly opened his eyes to see who was feeding him porridge.

Lifting his heavy eyelids, he saw that the sky had brightened, and then a small dirty face came to him.

The Blood Demon God Monarch was first startled and wanted to cast a spell to fly this approaching stranger, but found that he couldn't move at all.

He was frightened, and said in horror, "Could it be that I am in the black hands of this little ghost, and I don't know how those cultivators will deal with me." ”

The Blood Demon God Monarch hurriedly used his magic skills to check the condition of his whole body, and wanted to use his magic skills to break through the predicament again.

He was shocked when he was lucky, his injuries were so bad, he was almost cut off, and all his tendons were shattered.

This made the Blood Demon Divine Monarch of the Divine Prefecture feel a little scared, if the person who cultivated the true path found himself, even a disciple of the foundation casting period could kill him.

"I think that my Demon Venerable, who has been in Shenzhou for thousands of years, how can I be killed, and I should have healed my injuries earlier. He gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, and immediately looked at the situation around him.