An earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded. Just when the Blood Evil Ancestor was about to succeed, a sudden change appeared in mid-air, as if the sky had been torn apart, and a black crack dozens of feet large appeared above everyone's heads. For a moment, the power of heaven and earth descended, and the power of nature around the rift boiled and surged.

Everyone was terrified by the power of this rift, even the Blood Evil Ancestor was afraid to avoid it, and in a panic, he couldn't care about the boy anymore, so he dodged to avoid the rift and flew away.

A figure leisurely stepped out of the black crack, as if the power of heaven and earth around him was surging wildly, and it seemed to him like a drizzle.

It was none other than Jiaming, whose mana had returned to its peak. Before coming, he also cast a slight spell to make his eyes appear purple again, and restore the image of the demons.

The Blood Evil Ancestor did not retreat, and after seeing this person clearly, although he was shocked, he did not dare to squeak. He lurked on the side, and no matter who this great god was who he was asking for in his heart, let's go quickly!

"Huh?" Jia Ming's divine sense swept and found that there were only a group of low-level cultivators around here, and the highest one was only a demon king-level cultivator. "You, come here!" he unceremoniously shouted to the highest monk in the distance.

"Yes, yes!" The Blood Evil Ancestor trembled, knowing that he would never be able to escape under his subordinates at this level, so he could only step forward and bow down.

The rest of the crowd was also paralyzed by this face, and no one dared to say a word. There is no doubt that the person who stepped out of this rift must be a cultivator above the Legendary Realm! A monk of this level is rare to see in the sixth layer of the Demon Realm!

"Dare to ask the seniors for any advice?" This blood evil ancestor is now extremely respectful, and he has collected a blood mist, revealing his body, and he is an old man who is over the age of sixteen and has a childish face.

"Where is this?" Jia Ming asked lightly, although he found that these people in front of him seemed to be fighting, but he didn't bother to pay attention to anything.

"If you go back to your predecessors, this is the Northwest Wasteland of the sixth layer of the Demon Realm. It turned out that he was just passing by, and the Blood Evil Ancestor was relieved in his heart, and hurriedly replied, "I don't know where the seniors are going, the juniors are willing to serve and lead!"

"It doesn't matter, this saint has its own arrangements. With that, Jiaming prepared to leave with his hands behind his back, knowing how many floors he was on, and the rest would be easy to handle.

The Blood Evil Ancestor almost didn't break his guts, not only him, but these two words were also like a thunderbolt, ringing in everyone's ears.

The powerhouse of the Demon Sacred Realm, the immortal venerable who has half stepped into the gods! The ninth layer of the Demon Realm, which is the largest and most profound, may not have a few such powerful existences, and he actually saw it in the sixth layer? Everyone present was dumbfounded.

"Demon Saint Tianzun!" This Bai Ze Holy Son was the first to wake up, and when Jiaming was about to leave, he knelt down with a "plop" sound, "Ask Tianzun to save my Bai Ze clan! The younger generation is the holy son of my own clan, and I am willing to lead my clan to serve Tianzun as the lord and serve for generations!" In his opinion, being able to serve the Tianzun of the Demon Sacred Domain as the main is not much stronger than the disaster of extermination, not to mention that he will fall into the hands of the Blood Evil Ancestor and be his furnace for him to make up, but he is afraid that he will be humiliated and die.

"Oh?" Jiaming paused, glancing at the child. Several other monks of the Bai Ze clan also reacted immediately, knelt down one after another, and prayed together.

"Tianzun, don't be angry! This kid dares to delay Tianzun's journey, and the younger generation will definitely punish him on behalf of Tianzun!" The Blood Evil Ancestor never expected that this Holy Son would dare to stop this Tianzun in front of him!

Jia Ming glanced at everyone lightly, ignored the Blood Evil Ancestor, and said directly to the Holy Son: "Tell this Holy Saint, what's going on?"

The Holy Son looked surprised, he was originally a dead horse as a live horse doctor, he didn't expect much, but he didn't expect this Tianzun to be willing to listen to him! The boy immediately opened his mouth and told Jiaming about the Bai Ze clan.

The Bai Ze Holy Clan was originally a small family in the sixth layer, and its strength could only be regarded as average, and the highest cultivation in the clan was only to the realm of demon generals. But because there were powerful people in the family in ancient times, and they signed an alliance blood contract with the Bai Ze Holy Beast, if they encountered the disaster of extermination, the Holy Beast would come to the rescue. This holy beast is also a powerhouse equivalent to the level of the Demon Sacred Domain, so although the strength of the family is average now, the Bai Ze clan is also living a stable life, and no one dares to bully them.

The blood contract with the Bai Ze Holy Beast is the key to the survival of this clan, so the Bai Ze Holy Clan has a very important inheritance method to inherit the blood contract, that is, the Holy Son inheritance. Every few hundred years, when the older generation of the Holy Son is seated, a transmission ceremony is held, which is divided into two steps, first passing on the magic power of the previous Holy Son to the new Holy Son. This magic is the key to activating the bloodline inheritance, and only the inherited magic can activate the blood contract. The second step of the ritual is to inherit the blood contract.

This Blood Evil Ancestor didn't know how to fall in love with the Bai Ze Clan, and spent a lot of money to buy off some of the elders of the Bai Ze Holy Clan, but he actually learned about all this, and perfectly grasped the time, and just after the completion of the magic inheritance of this year's handover ceremony, he destroyed the ceremony and killed the previous Holy Son. Although he was also trapped in the magic circle, the formation set up by the demon general was not difficult for him, so the scene just now appeared.

"Replenish Yuanyang?" Jia Ming looked at the Blood Evil Ancestor with interest.

"This ...... It's caused by the juniors' exercises, and I hope that the seniors will be perfected!" "The Blood Evil Ancestor was nervous, could it be that the power of this Demon Sacred Domain really deigned to take care of this mess?"

In the demon world, the monks are originally the weak and the strong, and if their skills are not as good as others, they will be slaughtered by others, this is an understandable thing, there is no reason to talk about it, and the blood evil ancestor is not afraid of what they say.

"It's kind of interesting, this saint is just short of people to serve, so I'll keep you!, but ......" Jiajun said lightly with an expressionless face, "I'm the only one left." ”

"Thank you for the perfection of the Holy Son, Holy Son, you have to keep in mind! The Holy Son is here, and the Holy Clan exists!" The boy was still stunned, not understanding what Jia Ming meant, but the middle-aged man spoke first. With that, with two fingers and a straight stroke, four giant swords stabbed towards him, and he committed suicide on the spot before everyone could react.

"Uncle!" the boy screamed at this. The other three Bai Ze people looked at each other without saying a word, and then they showed their magic weapons and committed suicide at the same time. The tragic situation in front of him made the Holy Son unable to cry anymore, and he knelt on the ground with his mouth open and convulsed, tears falling big and big.

Seeing this, the Blood Evil Ancestor's face turned pale, and he hurriedly spoke: "Tianzun wants to stay, how dare the juniors disobey, the juniors will retire!" After speaking, he quickly retreated, and then turned around and flew up, ignoring those red-armored monks, he ran away first.

Just when he had just flown out of a hundred zhang or so, there was a sudden scream, and the whole person exploded in the air. The Blood Evil Ancestor eventually turned into a ball of bloody mud, and the corpse was gone. The group of red-armored monks who were still stunned on the ground didn't have time to react, and then they burst one by one, and suddenly the sky was filled with blood mist.

"Ben Sheng said, and he was left alone. Jiaming slowly lowered the hand he had just raised.