Han Qing carefully touched the flower-shaped pattern on the bone pendant, and his brows furrowed.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth, made a cut in his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and smeared it on the bone pendant.

In an instant, the blood was absorbed by the bone pendant, and a layer of blood light flashed on it.

Immediately after, a huge nether flower with petals as black as ink, and there seemed to be countless soul shadows wailing on it, appearing in front of Han Qing.

Han Qing's divine soul seemed to be captured by the Nether Flower in an instant.

It's like falling into an endless abyss and beginning to sink endlessly.

Suddenly, a layer of ice-blue cold mist appeared on Han Qing's body.

Suddenly, Han Qing was excited, and his divine soul was pulled back from the huge Nether Flower.

He looked shocked, and raised his hand to seal the bone pendant.

This thing is extremely evil, not only closely related to his bloodline, but also wants to devour his soul.

Fortunately, the cold fog pulled him back.

The cold fog is......

Han Qing's hand flickered, and suddenly a cocoon exuding cold air appeared on his hand.

This is the cocoon of the alienated nine-eyed ice silkworm, and at this time, bursts of energy fluctuations are exuding from the cocoon.

"Is this about to break out of the cocoon?" Han Qing's eyes showed a burst of excitement.

It didn't take long for the ice cocoon to hear a "click" sound.

In an instant, the cocoon was shattered.

At the same time, the silkworm chrysalis inside was also shattered, and at the same time, a crystal clear ice silkworm appeared in Han Qing's hand.

The whole body of this ice silkworm seems to flow with blue blood, and on its forehead, there is an ice blue eye.

On either side of its body, it has four eyes.

"Sure enough, it's a nine-eyed ice silkworm." Han Qing muttered.

With a "hum" sound, a layer of invisible sound waves suddenly spread out in the eyes of the nine-eyed ice silkworm's forehead.

This is the first chirp of the nine-eyed ice silkworm when it was born into this world.

This chirp was silent, but it made the entire Heavenly Demon Realm seem to tremble at the same time.

Immediately, everything seemed to freeze.

This freeze is lifted in an instant.

However, at this moment, it affected the Seven Realms.

Everything within the Seven Realms, including wind, rain, thunder and lightning, all living beings, even the rushing rivers and monstrous waves, were all frozen in an instant.

Even those who slash the strong are also frozen for a moment.

The entire Seven Realms seemed to have been stolen for a moment.

The nine-eyed ice silkworm was originally inanimate.

Therefore, as soon as it was born, it stole a moment of all species in the world.

Countless moments come together, and they become tens of thousands of years, or even 100,000 years.

The moment was quickly gone, and as soon as it returned to normal, no one noticed.

However, in the reincarnation cave of the Youluo Realm, countless breaths suddenly converged and condensed into a single figure.

"Silkworm Born ......"

A faint voice reverberated constantly.

The Heavenly Demon Realm, an extremely mysterious place here, where countless bones have turned into a flowing river of bones.

In the middle of the river of bones, a hoarse voice sounded: "Silkworms? But it doesn't seem like it, this breath is too weak."

In the rest of the worlds, there are also vicissitudes of ancient breath appearing, and soon all disappearing, as if they had never appeared.

Han Qing felt an extremely terrifying vitality, this vitality surpassed all the lives that Han Qing had encountered before.

Even Xiaobai, who is still sleeping, and the dryad totem, are not as good.

This kind of vitality that plunders the entire world has made it its most unique and terrifying technique.

That is known as the toughest fairy silk in the world.

If this trace of fire and water is not soaked, it cannot be destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation.

Han Qing took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and put away the immortal silkworm.

He knew very well that until now, he could be regarded as having a little capital to compete with Fahrenheit in the Heavenly God Realm.

Time flies by like a white horse, fleeting.

Soon, the day of ancestor worship of the five major tribes of Muring will come.

The atmosphere of the Moshi Department is particularly heavy, and the whole clan attaches great importance to this ancestor worship.

Although it is an ancestor worship ceremony, the real core content is the competition and ranking between the five major tribes.

This competition is not only related to the honor of the tribe, but also related to the long-term development of the tribe.

Because, in the Holy Land, there are holy relics that can allow the power of the totem to grow and break through.

That is the Heavenly Demon Pool.

In the Heavenly Demon Pool, every ten years, the liquid of the Heavenly Demon will be condensed.

And after the Heavenly Demon Liquid is absorbed by the Demon Cultivator, no matter what the totem attribute is, the power of the totem will be qualitatively improved.

Over the years, many demon cultivators of various tribes who have entered the Heavenly Demon Pool have broken through the bottleneck and obtained enlightenment because of their special powers.

This kind of creation, if they don't enter the Heavenly Demon Pool, they are afraid that they will not be able to obtain it after working hard for a lifetime.

It is precisely because of the existence of the Heavenly Demon Pool that many powerful demon cultivators are willing to join these five major clans and become worshippers.

However, the liquid of the Heavenly Demon in the Heavenly Demon Pool is limited.

Therefore, the first tribe to step into it can grab the most Heavenly Demon Liquid.

The last person to step in, naturally, could only absorb some residual Heavenly Demon Liquid, which was very different from the first one.

Therefore, every time the five major tribes worship their ancestors, they have to conduct a competition to determine the ranking, and determine the order of entry according to the ranking.

At this time, all the people of the Moshi tribe who were eligible to participate in the ancestor worship had gathered.

Han Qing was standing in the center of the front, and beside him was the Yun family's father and son with an unhappy face.

For the gaze of the father and son in the yin forest, Han Qing directly ignored it.

At this time, the patriarch of the Moshi tribe walked to the front with a sad face.

"Our Moshi tribe has been at the bottom of the five tribes competition for hundreds of years, but the Moshan tribe has won the jackpot many times."

"This time, we, the Moshi tribe, must wash away the shame and change our lives against the sky."

"There are rules in the Silent Spirit, and the clansmen of the five major tribes are not allowed to kill each other, so every time they compete, they can only rely on the offerings of each tribe."

"In addition, all of you who participate in the offerings will also be eligible to enter the Heavenly Demon Pool."

"Therefore, I ask you to make offerings."

The patriarch of the Moshi tribe looked solemn, and after that, he made a grand salute to Han Qing and the other tribes.

And the rest of the Moshi tribesmen also saluted at the same time.

At this time, Na Yunfeng looked proud and said, "Patriarch, please rest assured, with me and my father here, even if you can't get the first place in the big competition between the demon masters of each tribe, but the second and third places are definitely nine out of ten."

Yun Feng's father, Yun Shan, also has a masterful demeanor, and said lightly: "The old man should do his best to win glory for the clan."

Han Qing's face was calm, he didn't bother to surrender his identity to say anything, his eyes were looking at the rest of the demon cultivators of the Moshi clan.

Suddenly, Han Qing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stared at a middle-aged demon cultivator with a shirtless body.