Jiuding Demon Capital is located in the center of the Dongyan Continent, which is the place where all races yearn to go, therefore, it is also known as the Holy City of Ten Thousand Races, the city gathers the strong and large and small forces of countless ethnic groups in the Dongyan Continent, there are billions of people in the city, the city covers an incomparably vast area, as far as the eye can see, if there is a strong man in the realm of the Sword King, from the East City Gate to the West City Gate, even if he does not eat or drink the sword, it will take a year.

It can be seen that the scale of the Holy City of All Races is the largest in the Dongyan Continent, and now, the Holy City of All Races is called the Nine Tripod Demon Capital, because there are the top forces of the nine major ethnic groups entrenched in the city, the nine major forces are divided into courts, and other large and small forces are criss-crossed, so the Nine Ding Demon City is also the most chaotic and cruel place in the Dongyan Continent, almost every day there is the rise of new forces and the destruction of old forces.

On the road around the city, the crowd is endless, Ye Yun and Bai Shi both paused, looking at the city that all the clans love and hate from afar, the eyes of both of them are full of incredulity, the magnificent city in front of them is outrageous, and the road they are standing on at this time is outside the East City Gate.

At this time, looking at the city gate that could not be seen at a glance, the two stood in place stunned for a long time, and finally the two looked at each other and walked towards the city gate, because the city gate is boundless, and the city guards are also as many as tens of thousands, so the crowd in and out does not need to wait in line, and they can enter and exit the city after interrogation.

"Stop. ”

The two city guards stopped Ye Yun and Bai Shiki, who were walking to the city gate, and had a simple interrogation, a conversation, and when they learned that both of them were passing by the Jiuding Demon Capital, they let them go.

"Ye Yun, in a few days' journey, I will go straight to the North City Gate, and then go to the Demon Clan. Bai Shi stopped, looked slightly lost, and said.

"Do you have to go to the Demon Clan?" Although Ye Yun knew that the Penglai Sword Sect was chasing and killing Bai Shiki, but now that he was far away from the territory of the Terran Race, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled by Bai Shiki's insistence on going to the Demon Clan.

"In order to avenge my father as soon as possible, I have to go, the demon clan is a race composed of cultivators who are not sword cultivators, and I will learn a lot of useful things there. Bai Shiki's eyes were full of yearning, and he couldn't wait to arrive at the Demon Red Hidden City immediately.

"Well, you have your thoughts, so I won't ask more. Ye Yun's expression was gloomy, and he stared at Bai Shi and said, "I hope we will meet again in the future." ”

"Yes. Shirashiki nodded heavily, and then, the backs of the young man and the young man were overwhelmed by the crowd of people coming and going on the main road in the city.

Not long after the two of them left, a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks appeared in the place where Ye Yun and Bai Shi were standing, he looked at the direction where the two of them left, and muttered: "Look at that young man's natural bones, the heavenly court is full of square feet, surrounded by spiritual energy, and his eyes are full of agility, he must be a good seedling of my Tianying God Sect to worship the gods." ”

After the middle-aged man said this, he took out a puppet several inches long from his arms, and then his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the puppet and shouting, "Soul chasing spell." ”

The sun is setting, the sky is getting dark, and the night of Jiuding Demon is like day.

Ye Yun and Bai Shi picked a Terran inn named Yuechen and rested, although the number of Terrans in the Jiuding Demon Capital was a drop in the ocean compared to the people of the Ten Thousand Races, but except for a small number of people with low strength who could not transform into human form, the other powerful people of the Ten Thousand Races appeared in the Nine Ding Demon Capital in human form.

Lying on the more luxurious animal skin bed, maybe the parting between the brothers is coming, Ye Yun tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep for a long time, since entering the city today, Ye Yun always felt restless from time to time.

In the middle of the night, when the bright moon hung high, when the lonely wind gusted, a hundred miles away from the Yuechen Inn, a group of strangely dressed people were gathering, there were hundreds of people as far as the eye could see, they surrounded a scarlet and hideous pool of blood, constantly beating and circling, one of the leading old men, wearing a feather hat, exuded a momentum from the whole body made many people around him fearful.

"Great Ancient Witch God, please give your simple descendants great strength, and awaken the bloodline of the witch god in your incompetent descendants. The leading old man had words in his mouth, he led hundreds of people, and after jumping around the blood pool for dozens of times, he saw that the blood pool did not react, and sat directly on the ground.

Whoa...

A young man covered in blood suddenly stood up in the pool of blood, and he asked the old man with a feathered hat, "Sect Master, is it still not good?"

The old man heard the young man's inquiry, his expression suddenly became gloomy, the old man's name is Mu Yang, he is the leader of the Tianying God Sect, this place is the territory of the Tianying God Sect after hundreds of years of hard work, although the Jiuding Demon Capital is boundless, but when it is loaded with billions of people of all races, the land in the city is as small as the morning star, and every inch of land is gold.

"Mu Ping, although you have the blood of the witch god in your body, it is too thin, and with the energy of this blood pool, it is not possible to stimulate the blood of the witch god in your body. ”

Mu Yang said this, with memories in pain, a thousand years ago, the two major clans of the Wu clan were in civil strife, he fled to the Jiuding Demon Capital with his son for refuge, and even married his son to ninety-nine concubines, and gave birth to children and grandchildren for nearly a thousand years, so there was such a hope as Mu Ping, the only one with the blood of the witch god in his body.

But after several years of hard work, the witch god bloodline in Mu Ping's body still couldn't be stimulated, which made Mu Yang curse the heavens all the time, why did God give him despair when he gave him hope.

"When the Tianying Divine Sect was established, it was to facilitate the stimulation of the potential of the descendants of the witch god bloodline in the body, and now..."Mu Yang sat on the ground and hung his head, not caring about losing the identity of the sect leader, in his eyes, the members of the Tianying God Sect were all the descendants of his Mu Yang, who dared to laugh at him, the sect leader and ancestor.

"Sect Master, the Witch God bloodline in Mu Ping's body can't be stimulated, maybe it's because the energy in the blood pool is insufficient?" At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, he walked towards Mu Yang, and looked closely, this person was the middle-aged man holding a puppet during the day.

Mu Yang was slightly stunned by Hao Chang's words, Hao Chang was his most powerful subordinate, how could it be wrong, after thinking for a while, he looked at Hao Chang, his tone seemed to be reproachful, and said: "Hao Chang, how is this possible, the sacrifice god Miao was all caught by you, now, how can you say that the energy is insufficient, and none of the original nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand clan city residents are not bad?"

"Sect Master, you misunderstood, when I say the lack of energy, I don't mean that the number of sacrificial seedlings is not enough. Hao Chang pretended to pause, a faint smile appeared on his face, and said, "The real reason is because the quality of the sacrificial god seedlings is too poor. ”

"What, it's too bad, that Sacrifice God Seedling is only one short of a thousand, but they are all strength above the sword master realm, how can the quality be poor?" Mu Yang still couldn't figure out what the problem was, and wondered.

"Sect Master, as for the lack of energy in the blood pool, leave it to your subordinates. Hao Chang was confident and said: "I will put the best sacrificial god seedling in the blood pool, let the entire blood pool boil, and the awakening of the witch god bloodline in Mu Ping's body is just around the corner." ”

"That's very good. Mu Yang has a lot of trust in Hao Chang in front of him, he still knows the other party's way of doing things, and he has almost never let him down.

"However, I found that the sacrificial god seedling does not seem to be easy, and with my strength, I am afraid it is a little difficult to take it. Hao Chang remembered the scene of seeing the young man's back from a distance during the day, and a trace of caution flashed in his heart, and said.

"You can rest assured about this, this sect is also a powerhouse in the eighth-order Witch Emperor realm, and it has a strength equivalent to the Terran Sword Emperor realm, and I am afraid that the sacrificial god Miao will not be able to fly. Mu Yang let out a burst of laughter, and the sullenness in his heart before was swept away.

Mu Ping, who was covered in blood, was overjoyed after listening to the conversation between Mu Yang and Hao Chang, and he couldn't wait for the moment when the witch god's bloodline awakened.

A few days later,

Ye Yun and Bai Fu reluctantly said goodbye, and when they saw Bai Fu's back disappear in the distance, Ye Yun turned around and embarked on the journey through the Jiuding Demon Capital, but he didn't know that no matter where he went, not far behind him, he was always followed by a middle-aged man named Hao Chang.