The sky is gone.

The surroundings were centered on young Taoists, and they were already kneeling down.

He remained as calm as ever.

"Get up."

said.

A breeze blew on their faces, and all the blood demons involuntarily got up, and the Taoist stretched out his hand again, and the blood demon ancestor understood, and immediately bowed forward, with a humble posture.

The index finger sticks out.

A flash of brilliance, countless messages followed the index finger into the sea of consciousness.

"This method is called "Wanxing Moon Immortal Technique"."

"You and the blood demon lineage, in the future, I will practice with this technique, but with the help of the power of the moon, Bill and others devouring the essence and blood of living beings to cultivate, I don't know how clever it is."

"Although you are called a blood demon, your original actions are not the right way to harm others and benefit yourself, and you must not do this again, otherwise it is tantamount to digging your own grave, and there is no cure."

"There is damage to heaven and not to mention, it is also tainted with cause and effect."

"The energy contained in the essence and blood of others is mixed, and it is not conducive to cultivation, resulting in an unstable foundation, don't look at it now, there is no hindrance, and when the realm goes up, you will know that you can't regret it."

It's true that he doesn't look down on the blood demon clan, but it depends on the owner to beat the dog. The Blood Demon Clan is now nominally his vassal, and it's not his people who are too wasteful?

Again.

He is new to the world, it is not appropriate to be too ostentatious, many hole cards in ancient times are not yet easy to use, and cultivating the blood demon clan can also save him a lot of trouble.

The other side.

The Blood Demon Ancestor who had received the Dharma from the Daoist was trying to receive the memory, and he couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart, with his realm, it was naturally difficult to penetrate the entire exercise.

But just reading about the fur benefited him a lot.

After all.

In this era of the end of the law when the immortals have not yet descended, and even the traces of the immortals cannot be seen, a technique that is stained with immortal characters has led the world countless times.

"The grace of spreading the law, our clan will remember it from generation to generation, and when our clan cultivates something, all the adults and soldiers are going, the sword is pointing, the sword is pointing and the sea of fire, our clan will not dare to disobey!"

After accepting the exercises, the Blood Demon Ancestor kowtowed again.

"Okay, these false gifts will be forgiven."

The Taoist shook his head and said casually: "If he needs it in the future, I will summon Yu Er and others, and you should encourage him before, don't let down my high hopes." ”

"The teachings of the adults, the little demons will remember."

The Blood Demon Ancestor swore an oath.

"Hmm."

The Daoist didn't pay attention to it, and then turned his gaze away: "It is said that there is a drop of ancestral demon true blood buried in this immortal day, have you heard of your reincarnation?" ”

He occupied the physical body of Dao Yi in this life, and naturally inherited the memory.

Know about the blood of the ancestral demons.

As a powerful race that was once able to wrestle with the forbidden ancient gods of the thirty-three heavens, the ancestral demons are the most terrifying existence of the ancient demon clan.

It is no exaggeration to say that a drop of his blood is better than all the treasures of heaven and earth in the world, this is creation itself, not to mention the symbolic meaning behind it.

The ancient demons are similar to the demon clan, and the superior has absolute control over the lower one, in other words, this is a royal banner that can command the demons!

For the first time, how can you let go of the unstable foundation of Daoyi?

How.

He is only a small figurative projection of God's will, and the body that bears him is so fragile that there are many means that he cannot use.

So.

He can't be as omniscient and omnipotent as the Heavenly Dao itself, and he has to do some things like other creatures in the world, and personally investigate them.

"Ancestral Demon Blood..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor thought for a moment and replied, "I've heard it, it seems to be like this, but the news is blocked from above, and no one knows where it is." ”

"So."

The Taoist was not surprised by this answer:

"Then let me ask you again, where is this Lord of the Immortal Heaven now?"

"She..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor was about to answer, when he suddenly seemed to realize something, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and he asked cautiously, "My lord, what are you looking for her for?" ”

"Naturally, I grabbed her and used it for me, although she, the Lord of the Immortal Heaven, was a little unworthy of her name, but with her power, it would be easier to find that blood."

The Taoist used a natural tone, but the words he said were solid and scared the blood demon little ancestor, and he didn't care about the difference between dignity and inferiority at the moment, and hurriedly persuaded:

"Your Excellency."

"It is rumored that this Lord of the Immortal Heaven is the Emperor Shenyu who was powerful in the four seas five thousand years ago, and with the body of a woman, half of the monks in the world can't raise their heads."

"And that's not all."

"What's more, she is the woman of the Heavenly Emperor Chen Yi!"

"Five thousand years ago."

"Outside the Shenyu Imperial City, Chen has millions of soldiers, and the seven great slashers have joined forces to force the communists, but he was beheaded by him alone, and from beginning to end, he only made seven swords, one sword and one fan!"

Speaking of which.

The Blood Demon Ancestor couldn't help but show a trace of fear in his eyes, and even his voice trembled with a hint: "That's the mortal slashing monk who is known as the closest to mythology!" ”

"In this way, he was slashed with a sword, killing everything like killing a chicken, killing the entire moat like a mountain, killing until the sky was dyed with blood, and the heads of the people killed were rolling..."

"Even 5,000 years ago, no one could force him to show his cards."

"He's a monster!"

"In this life, even if he rarely shows his head and doesn't ask about the world, his strength is undoubted, if an adult offends his woman, I'm afraid he will..."

Keep a shred of sanity.

Out of respect for the other party, the Blood Demon Ancestor did not break the words, but instead stared at the Daoist's eyes seriously, took a deep breath, and bent down to plead with him:

"Look, sir... Think again! ”