It hurts!

It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!!

In the Dharma Heaven and Earth stretched out by the demon attendant, the Night Cold Monarch roared.

The blood in his mouth gushed out like a spring, and he only felt that the bones in his body were clicking and could shatter at any time.

He staggered there like a drunken drinker.

He almost fell several times, but he pressed his heels against the ground, and with his tenacious willpower, he managed to stabilize his body.

Li Jingming, Wang Xinfei, and Hua Candle, who were watching from the sidelines, looked stiff and almost froze in place.

Such a scene is really terrifying, in the monstrous blood mist, the living blood formation rotates in front of the Night Han Monarch, the evil altar with black light gurgling red, and the dark black energy vessel makes a trembling sound of gold and stone colliding, it seems that in the next second, an unspeakable terrifying creature descends on everyone's heads.

And the source of all these anomalies is obviously closely related to the purple-black magatama symbol at the mouth of the Night Hanjun's heart.

"Whoa-la-"

The sound of chains swaying, as if wafting from an ancient world, echoes in the dullness.

The space above the altar suddenly distorted, and a "mirror" with a slight crack on one side shattered a new hole as if it had been violently destroyed.

Cracks, in an instant, widen from a size of one or two centimeters to three or four centimeters.

A crystal clear unknown energy substance peeled off from the mirror, shattered into powder and dissolved into nothingness, without making any sound.

Ye Hanjun's chest - it hurts even more!

His guess was indeed correct, he woke up after four years of sleep, whether he was active or sleeping, he could feel that the life essence was absorbed little by little by the blood pact imprint at the mouth of the heart in a weak but irresistible way.

This is the essential reason for physical weakness!

The seal of the family elder - it can't be perfect!

Whether it's because of their lack of ability, or because the bond between the blood pact and the lord is more complicated.

All in all, the connection between the Night Chill Lord and the Blood Pact Spirit has not been completely broken.

He has been stealing life energy from the other party, and so far he has stolen a total of four years and fourteen days, and one-fifth of Ye Hanjun's life cycle has been wasted by her!

"Agifra ......"

"It's really poured eight lifetimes of blood mold to contract such a superb demon, and I really took ......"

The Night Hanjun scolded in the spiritual world.

Li Jingming, Wang Xinfei, and Hua Zhu couldn't see the scene in the cracks, and could only perceive the wisps of qi that could devour their lives, constantly filling this space.

But he could see a corner of the remnant, and just behind the cracked lens, there was an indescribably noble creature that opened its cold purple hook jade pupils.

She's in humanoid form.

That face is as bright as the morning glow without powder, and the skin is delicate and creamy.

Emei is slender like the moon, the plump nose is delicate like pearls, the cheeks are soft and greasy, and the cherry lips are delicate...... It's so beautiful that it doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.

She had long, thick white hair that swung behind her like a waterfall.

She, with two black curved horns on her head, was pointing fiercely and wantonly upwards.

She also has the iconic demon wings, like narrow bat wings, all pitch black, with near-perfect curves attached to the shoulder blades.

She, too, has the tail of a demon, black and thin, like a whip full of toughness, and ends in a hollowed-out heart-shaped symbol, with a hint of playfulness.

But...... She's a succubus!

This kind of spirit, from ancient times to the present, is not all convex and backward bewitching figures, hot and sexy seductive postures.

A smile and a smile, all of them are seductive and lustful eyes, do you want to hunt male creatures anytime and anywhere, and then devour them clean?

Aren't their companion costumes all made of very little fabric, and some of them are even frank and swaggering, and they don't even want to cover key positions?

They...... Shouldn't it be a typical symbol of the words fornication, indulgence, greed, and pleasure?

Why...... Why did this "Agifra", wear a burgundy dress, from the neck to the chest to the waist to the legs...... Wrapped all tightly?

Why...... Why doesn't she have any seductive temperament, except for gorgeous and noble, the rest is pure and conservative like a lotus?

- What the hell is this succubus?!

- You widen your eyes and take a good look, what the hell is this a succubus?

Four years ago, when the Blood Pact Ritual summoned Agifra, Night Chill wanted to curse the demon.

It is said that the blood contract summons not necessarily the affinity of the lord, but it must be in line with the authority.

Yes, this is a demon, and the demon acolyte can make a contract.

Let's not mention the rest, let's slow down first.

But the rank - you gave me the right number!

Ye Hanjun took a deep breath, as if he didn't believe in evil, and in the fleeting interval, he used the qualification appraisal again.

——

[Race Name]: Ancient Succubus

Chaos Seal: "Hell"

[Major]: Cruel Dao / Ruthless Dao / Confusing Sentient Beings Dao

[Rank]: The Fetus of the Wheel of Life: Dacheng

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: ?????

[Core Personality]: "Misanthropy / Beauty Alone"

Current Status: Seal (Torn)

[Contractual Relationship]: Blood Pact/Unbreakable

……

I don't know if it's a blood contract.,Except for not seeing the specific skills.,The other information is quite complete.。

Ye Hanjun was helpless for a moment, his limbs were cold, and he sighed silently.

Even if there are 10,000 unwillingness in my heart.

Even if there are countless speculations in my heart.

But the facts are in front of you, this ancient succubus with a big problem with his core personality is his blood contract spirit.

As long as both parties did not die, Ye Han-kun would never be able to voluntarily terminate the contract while she was still alive.

Similarly, regardless of external or internal causes, she couldn't break free from the contract while Ye Hanjun was alive.

"Buzz—"

The ritual continued, and the dark vessel carrying the blood of Wang Xinfei's virgin floated up, tilting towards the crack.

In the next second, it was about to dedicate the tribute little by little to Ajifra in the seal.

However, Ye Hanjun stared at the pair of purple eyes that represented the noble bloodline of the Demon Clan, staring at the four magatama that slowly turned inside......

Without any verbal communication, the frost invaded his soul, and there seemed to be invisible blades in the air, slicing his body over and over again.

"Wow-"

In the blood contract space, the ancient succubus Ajifra, whose limbs were bound by blood-colored chains, gently raised her right hand.

On her hands, she actually wore black and red lace gloves, looking at the pattern and color, and the burgundy dress was undoubtedly a complete set of companion clothing.

"Smack!"

When the slap falls, it follows the fierce tiger of the mountain, leaving no trace of mercy.

Before the virgin blood entered the crack, it was like being swept away by a hurricane, and it flew out, and most of it was splashed on the body of the Night Hanjun.

"Low, ugly female creatures, filthy and vulgar human blood...... Don't come near me! ”

"If my hair and clothes are polluted by this, even if you die a hundred times, you won't be able to appease my wrath!"

Ajfra spat out clear demonic words, soft, and melodious.

But her indifferent face, disgusted eyes.

Ye Hanjun, who was covered in blood, and even his entire face was soaked in blood, showed a helpless smile at first, and shook his head slightly as if laughing at himself.

Then, the smile bloomed and became more and more presumptuous.

His eyes were as cold as ice blades, and he looked at the eyes of the purple magatama without fear.

The gaze is intensely aggressive, moving from top to bottom, almost inch by inch to examine the graceful body of the ancient succubus, as if looking at the prey.

"Damn human ......"

"If you dare to desecrate my body with your eyes, I'm going to gouge out your eyes and make you a human flesh!"

Akifra suddenly became agitated, and the cold color faded from her eyes, and a fierce anger appeared in her eyes.

Her long white hair all floated upwards like thorns.

A lilac mist spilled out of her body, filling her body, and the blood-colored chains shook violently, and the whole space gradually became unstable, sometimes real as if it was about to come to the world, sometimes illusory to the point of nearing nothingness.

"I'm sorry, but as long as the seal hasn't been completely shattered, you can't come in the form of your true self."

"By the time it shatters, I think I'm already on the 4th rank and will no longer be afraid of your power bursting my body."

"When the time comes, it doesn't matter which abyss you come from, and what kind of past and experience you have......"

"You are my blood contract spirit, you and I should be complementary to each other, it is the dragon you coil down for me, it is the tiger you lie down for me, if you can't do it, then you can only slowly adjust......"

In terms of implementing the survival concept of "the law of the jungle", the demon clan is among the best in all the spirit systems.

For demons, they are of no use for reason, emotion, and emotion, they will only follow the will of the strong, and never look at their feet.

Ye Hanjun must admit that the fourth-rank life wheel fetus is indeed insurmountable at this stage, but after three years, five years, and ten years, won't it rush up?

In this regard, whether it is in the past, or after digging into the magic of the coach's authority, he has enough self-confidence.

"Boom—"

Because of the failure of the sacrifice, the demon altar shattered and self-destructed.

Ye Hanjun turned a blind eye, and in his eyes, it was best to make sacrifices.

If it can't be done, that further confirms the status of the blood contract.

It was indeed as he expected, and there was a proper connection between him and Agifra, but it could not be summoned.

Next......

It's the real main course!

In my ears, I could already hear the sound of human galloping footsteps echoing in the dark passages.

Ghost Tooth and Ghost Hunt, these two people took a slight detour, and with the help of the "mark", they finally found this place.

It's their turn to taste the pain......

Ye Hanjun took a deep breath and exhaled very hard.

The High Authority: Demon Acolyte, has a total of two passive powers and two active powers.

"Evil perception" has been integrated into "super-spirituality".

"The Dark Eye", once opened, is equivalent to the embodiment of darkness.

The "Demon Altar" is used to perform the process of "service" as a sacrifice to strengthen the demon and accelerate the growth of power.

But—with these alone, it is impossible for a Demon Acolyte to surpass thousands of middle and low ranks, and reach B rank at the first rank!

Staring at the increasingly illusory mirror.

Through that gap, I saw Agifra, who was as cold as frost, as if she was looking at herself as garbage.

Ye Hanjun bit the brass ginseng in his mouth, and let the rich medicinal properties rush through his body.

The green tendons on the neck bulged all at once.

After a second, starting from the face, the skin of the whole body turns red.

Wisps of blood continued to seep out of the pores, and the whole person exuded a ginseng smell with a copper odor.

"I am the Demon Attendant......"

"Use me as a container, extract the power of the bloodline of the ancient succubus Ajifra, and come, the blood of the ancient aberrant demon will melt into my body and be used by me!"

Rumble!!!!

The underground cavern shook violently.

Ghost Fang and Ghost Hunter have just rushed out of the passage, and they are the first to release the contract sigil and re-summon the Chimney Frog and the Rotten Dog.

There were still hideous killing smiles on their faces.

Because he was a waste of time being teased by a little mouse, he didn't hide his annoyance.

However, just stood still.

The eyes are all black, and the abyss hole at the bottom of the foot seems to be able to devour people's hearts.

Such a strange and grotesque scene, cutting off the "reunion opening remarks" that the two originally wanted to say, frowning and froze in place, endless messy thoughts churning in their heads.

Compared with the first rank of Li Jingming, Wang Xinfei, and Hua Candle.

Ghost Fang and Ghost Hunt, killing for many years in the second rank.

Standing in the area shrouded in the darkest abyss, although there was a faint fear floating in their hearts, it was too weak to directly affect their minds.

At first, their astonishment was far greater than anything else's.

When their eyes locked on the source of everything, that is, Ye Hanjun, Ghost Fang and Ghost Hunt widened their eyes and opened their mouths, just about to say something.

Suddenly, the words of the two of them were once again blocked in their mouths, and their scalps were numb, and they couldn't believe the scene in their eyes.

"Bang bang - bang bang - "

The sound of the heart beating from light to heavy, from slow to urgent.

Ye Hanjun, who was naked, seemed to be crawling with dense insects under his skin, and the muscles of his whole body were shaking unnaturally.

With a bang, the upper thigh, quadriceps and biceps femoris explodes one after another, the fascia is torn, and the plasma is splattered outward.

But before the injury could spread further, the healing orb clutched in the palm of his hand spewed out a milky white mist that quickly covered the upper part of his thighs.

As soon as he was healed, his left arm exploded with a thud, and his whole arm seemed to be dislocated, swaying there crookedly.

The light mist churned, once again enveloping the injured area, forcibly repairing it with powerful healing powers......

"Gollum ......"

Wang Xinfei, who was the closest, was frightened, and the six gods were uneasy.

For first-rank injuries, the healing orb has always been repaired in seconds, and the effect is extremely powerful.

But right now, the Healing Orb is too busy.

Ye Hanjun either had his muscles blown up here, or his bones there were shattered, and there were holes all over his body.

Such a tragic injury forced the healing orb to overclock, and the life energy sealed inside was like a lake that opened the floodgates, constantly injecting into the body of Night Hanjun.

"Whew-"

"Suck-"

Degrees of waiting time are like years, and space seems to freeze.

There was a certain oppressive, deep aura, but it leaked a little bit, and the whole darkest abyss seemed to come alive.

Ghost fangs, ghost hunting, rotten dogs, chimney frogs, I don't know when, gradually wrapped around the limbs of darkness.

It was as if their souls had been sucked out in an instant, and they didn't make a struggling movement.

He just watched in horror as two demonic wings, so black that there was not a trace of variegated smudge, emerged from the cracked shoulder blades of the Night Cold Lord, and grew and formed like fast-blooming flower buds.

"Wow~~~~"

The wings as thin as cicada wings are fully stretched out, falling in the eyes of everyone, whether it is the curvature of the wings, or the outline and lines, they all have a unique beauty, faintly exuding an awe-inspiring atmosphere.

"Bang!!"

Ye Hanjun's short hair, which was as black as ink, suddenly turned into a frosty white color like snow, and in the slenderness, it stood up like a spike.

Two pitch-black demon horns, breaking through the scalp, grew out.

Then, the tail vertebrae were in sharp pain, and a black demon tail with a heart-shaped symbol, like a leopard's tail, swung behind him.

"Assert ......"

"Really...... What a mesmerizing power......"

Above the dark abyss, under everyone's eyes.

Yehanjun, who was hunched over and standing like a walking corpse, slowly straightened his back.

Every inch of distance raised, the spine makes a sonic boom.

After seven consecutive sonic booms, Ye Hanjun stood there straight.

He is like a sword, a sword that is re-polished after being covered with dust, with a sharp sword intent, which can soar into the sky and calm the underworld.

He raised his head, and the dark demon eye with a pitch-black background suddenly appeared with two purple magatas, which slowly turned in the eye sockets.

Through the two pairs of magatama, Oni Fang and Oni Hunt's legs trembled, they felt fear, unspeakable fear was eating away at their souls, and the killing intent that boiled like a sea wave, as if it exceeded the limit of what their bodies could bear, and both of them let out a wail of pain.

"With such power, and a purple demonic eye that symbolizes nobility and antiquity......"

"Agifra's blood...... More twisted and perverted than I imagined...... ......"

By this time, the mirror had long since disappeared.

But Ye Hanjun's ears still echoed with the terrifying screams she let out when she had just extracted Agifra's blood, as well as the verbal curse that seemed to kill his entire family.

"Bang!"

Slender black nails that crush healing orbs that have completely lost their effect.

Ye Hanjun used the demonic language that no one could understand, and let out a vicious, naturally echoing laughter, like a madman on the verge of getting out of control, his eyes filled with only cruelty, only killing.

"Wow-"

A long purple whip, like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade, appeared in the palm of his hand in an almost substantial energy form.

Ye Hanjun raised his hand casually, and the whip head whipped into the rotten dog that roared in a low voice but did not dare to take the initiative to attack or escape.

Hearing only a snap, the rotten dog did not show any injuries on the surface of its body, but its rolled eyeballs were quickly occupied by purple.

As the pupils reflected two purple magatama that rotated counterclockwise, the rotten dog no longer roared at the Night Hanjun, but instead aimed its eyes at the one man and two beasts beside him.

"Kill them."

Ye Hanjun's hideous laughter was even better.

"Wang!!"

In an instant, the rotting dog pounced, biting the unprepared Oni Hunt, biting off his head in one bite.

"Quack !!"

The owner died tragically, and the chimney frog, in fear, vomited blood and stuck out its tongue and hysterically attacked the nose of the rotting dog.

In normal times, rotten dogs will selectively avoid this vital attack.

But now, it doesn't care at all, and it bites the chimney frog that has been counterattacked like crazy, claws to the flesh, as if it is all kinds of deadly play.

"Rotten teeth! Rotten teeth! ”

"Sober up! Wake me up, rotten teeth! ”

Half of the face exposed by the ghost fangs has not smiled since stepping into the crypt.

He took two steps forward, trying to stop the Covenant Spirit.

found that there was no result, and his frightened face was all over the face, revealing an unprecedented panicked look.

"Sorry......"

"You want to kill me, you--you're not qualified!"

The corners of Ye Hanjun's mouth raised a cruel arc.

His wings flapped, and the whole person flew forward, his dark nails cutting straight into the neck of the ghostfang.

Ghost Fang wanted to hide, but found that his reaction speed could not keep up with the other party, and hurriedly crushed the talisman on his belt.

As a ring of bright white energy shields appeared in front of him, he had the heart to breathe and adjust his breathing.

However, the power of Ye Hanjun's casual grasp actually left visible traces on the shield, and this scene fell into his eyes, and the ghost fangs looked shocked, and his soul was scattered and wanted to flee backwards.

"The identities of hunters and prey have long since changed...... This is my domain, where do you want to escape? ”

Deep black, once again wrapped around the legs of the ghostfangs.

This kind of power that does no direct damage, but has an obstructive effect, his amulet cannot be defended.

"Tear up!"

"Tear up!"

One claw, another claw.

Thirteen claws fell in a row, enough to block the talisman of Xia Zhao's perfection, and it fell apart.

"You're a police officer...... Why don't you burn with excitement......"

"Oh...... That's right...... Kill Wu Chong, you should have already used it......"

"The rotten dog doesn't listen to you now, and you don't have a medium to strengthen it except to forcibly recycle it......"

Night Hanjun laughed and grabbed Ghost Fang's face, sharp nails digging into his skull.

"Say! Why am I also your hunting target? Who's eyeing me? ”

The burly man of two meters and four was directly grabbed by the one-meter-nine Ye Hanjun with one hand, and his feet were hanging on the ground.

Ghost Fang struggled desperately, and as the mask shattered, a scarred villain's face was completely revealed, and the cold sweat that continued to drip down made his face even paler.

"I ......"

"All I know is ......"

"Too slow! Too slow! Answer too slowly!! ”

"Bang!"

Black nails, piercing the skull of the ghost fangs.

The Night Chill Monarch, whose expression suddenly distorted, was like a mad beast, violently throwing away the corpse of the ghost fang, turning around, and rushing towards the rotten dog on the other side.

At this time, the rotten dog has already killed the chimney frog by relying on a stronger rank and a deadly fighting style.

But the death of its master, the great pain rushed into its soul, from the coercive seductive effect of the "whip of conquest", which broke the trend.

Before it could react, Ye Hanjun slipped into the rotting dog's skull with another claw, cutting tofu and directly snatching out a corpse crystal that was still glowing.

"Puff ......"

The rotten dog that bleeds from the seven orifices, and the frantic bark just reached the mouth of the throat, as if it pressed the pause button.

As the huge body fell to the ground weakly, not even a little convulsion could be done, and the vitality was completely cut off.

"Hoo ......"

Purple magatama fades from the bottom of the eye.

The demon horn on the top of the head, the demon wings on the back, the demon tail...... It is like an old thing that has lost its color, and it crumbles from black to gray in an instant, disappearing like dust into the world that can be seen with the naked eye.

"Ahem...... Ahem, ahem! ”

Ye Hanjun, whose eyes were awake again, the first action he took when he woke up was to raise his head and squirt a mouthful of blood.

When he was breathing better, he covered his chest and stared at the four corpses on the ground, his pale face extremely ugly.

"Damn ......"

"It's already the bare minimum of "enchantment", or with the help of brass ginseng and healing orbs...... This is the blood of Agifra...... It's hard to borrow......"

As if feeling something, Night Hanjun stopped the demon's words and turned his head slightly.

He saw that Wang Xinfei, Li Jingming, and even his own contract spirit flower candle.

At this time, when he looked at himself, fear had penetrated his soul and permeated every flesh and blood in his internal organs.

It seems that after a minute or two of fighting, the cognition is refreshed again.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?"

Hua Zhu was the first to come back to his senses, and immediately manipulated Huang Sha to approach, trying to use a pair of pliers to give his shaky body some support.

(End of chapter)