In the vast expanse of blood, Shadow Blade sat in a blood-colored pit.

I don't know how many times he has used the power of the Blood River to refine his body, but it's a pity that his blood refining process has stayed below one percent so far.

After all, it's "Nine Turns of the Demon Dragon", and it's good to be able to practice to this extent. Even the original Demon Emperor, in that kind of resource environment, it took a long time to cultivate the "Nine Turns of the Demon Dragon" to the saint.

With a thought in his mind, the Shadow Blade channeled the power of the Blood River, forming a huge blood-colored vortex.

"Nine Turns of the Demon Dragon" is a very domineering exercise - as long as you can bear it, you can practice as much as you want!

Therefore, it is very simple to speed up your practice – just increase the intensity of your breathing.

In the vast river of blood, there are actually very few lives, but even if there are few, there are still some lives.

When the blood-colored vortex took shape, rapidly devouring the power of the blood river, the peace of the blood river was broken. In all the ranges of the Blood River, a pair of eyes opened.

The blood river has a large range and few lives, so it is very calm on a large scale. With such a large range of blood-colored vortexes, even if there was a magic circle, it would be difficult to hide the fluctuations of the blood river. As a result, some of the lives that had been sleeping for a long time were awakened.

......

The blood-colored bottom of the river of blood, the calm blood-colored mud and sand slowly surged. Soon, a small earthen bag arched out and grew taller and taller as time went on.

Half a foot high, the mud and sand rolled down, revealing a hideous head covered in pitch-black scale armor.

In the huge eyes, the blood-colored pupils slowly turned. The skull didn't shake, but the narrow pupils were already looking in the direction of the blood river's fluctuations.

"Such a powerful fluctuating ......" The blood-colored pupils slowly turned, and the pitch-black claws on both sides of the skull pressed against the blood-colored mud and sand.

"Roar!" a low roar sounded, and the slender black dragon crawled out from under the blood-colored mud.

"Is it the one who woke up?" the dragon flicked its tail, its pitch-black body stained with blood, and disappeared into the river of blood as if it were invisible.

......

Blood River, in the secret realm of the island, the Blood River Ancestor who was sitting cross-legged frowned.

"It's kind of interesting. In an instant, he let go of his brow and laughed out loud, "It's kind of interesting!"

After a moment of silence, he raised his hand to the void a little, and countless tiny lines spread instantly, without a shadow and formless, but instantly covered the entire blood river, not this section of the ghost realm, but all the blood rivers including the three broken blood rivers.

After the lines were covered, countless lines quietly disappeared beside the shadow blade in the river of blood.

Fingers withdrew from the void, and he touched his chin, "Swallowing so much blood river power, it's very similar to the original ......"

"Huh?" he raised his eyebrows, "That guy can't be practicing the Nine Turns of the Demon Dragon, right?" frowning, he suddenly scratched his head. Although he didn't think that there would be fools practicing this kind of exercise, he was a little worried when he thought about this era.

After such a long time, I am afraid that there are not many people who know about this...... If they are really practicing the "Nine Turns of the Demon Dragon", the expectations of those guys in the Demon Realm are afraid that they will have to wait until they are old.

......

On a large island in the Blood River, hundreds of blood-colored demonic beasts, whether lazy or active, are active on this island.

These are the natives of the River of Blood, the beings born in the River of Blood.

Because of the vastness of the Blood River, even if an outside life occasionally enters, it rarely stays for a long time. Most of them are still barren. Although most of the lives in the Blood River are crazy, there are also some people with high intelligence, such as the Blood River Ancestor. Over time, these powers will begin to find companions.

This island is home to a mighty man of the Blood River.

In the middle of the island, a languid beast stood up. The beast had two hideous lion heads, but its body was as winding as a snake. At this time, he shook a blood-colored mane in the middle of the snake's body, and the sinuous snake body rose into the sky.

......

The end of the river of blood is not the end of the blood river of the ghost realm, but the end of all the rivers of blood, the source of the legendary blood river.

A pair of eyes slowly lit up.

The sharp gaze penetrated hundreds of thousands of miles of blood, penetrated the magic circle arranged by the shadow blade, and saw the shadow blade sitting cross-legged.

The brow furrowed slightly, but after a moment, the eyes slowly closed again.

"Nice quenching. "But it's just good, and it's not worth much compared to his sleep.

......

One after another, in the river of blood, one by one the beings who had been sleeping for a long time woke up from their sleep. Although there is a lack of interest, there are still many great powers, either curious or having fun, and swim towards the blood river vortex according to the senses.

"Alas!" In the secret realm of the island, the blood-colored light of the Blood River Ancestor's eyes flickered. In the blood-colored pupils, the power of waking up is reflected. After a moment, he closed his eyes and sighed, "I thought I could just eat and wait for death in peace, this guy actually caused me such a big thing." ”

He rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes, only now their eyes were no longer bloody. "There are so many people beyond my expectations!" he looked distressed, if he was just a quasi-saint or a pseudo-saint, he could still sort it out, but so much...... The key is the old guys......

"Well, why did you wake up at this time?" he rubbed his brow vigorously, feeling very uncomfortable. In this matter, if you want to say that there is no Yunlong to intervene, he will not believe it to death!

"You're still the one who knows the Lord the most, why are you so unwise?" "What if there are more of these people?

He even ...... "What about the Great Sage?" He looked up to the sky and sighed, "That's the Divine Lord......"

"How is that possible!" In an instant, the helplessness, bitterness, and other expressions on his face disappeared. Blood River Ancestor's eyes completely turned blood-colored, like two blood-colored pearls.

His eyes flashed brightly, and his face was solemn, like a black iron sculpture.

......

On the vast river of blood, a reef only a few feet in diameter was floating, and this reef that could be swallowed up by the river of blood at any moment was nothing compared to the huge, solid islands.

But just above this reef, a spatial crack that was a few feet high slowly unfolded. A moment later, a large orange ball appeared at the other end of the spatial rift.

Swish!

A pitch-black vertical line appeared in the center of the ball and turned from side to side - it turned out to be a huge eyeball!

Two thin claws reached out from the rift and grabbed both sides of the spatial rift.

Tear and pull!

The crack rapidly expanded, revealing the full picture of life on the other side - giant eyeballs...... Gone!

Huge orange eyeballs leaped out of the spatial crack, and strange divine consciousness fluctuations spread out from the vertical lines in the pupils.

Suddenly, the constantly sweeping vertical line suddenly stopped, and even greater fluctuations of divine consciousness came out of it.

Bang!

The water splashed, and an Asura Guardian wearing full armor burst out of the water, but unlike the usual ferocity, this Asura Guardian lowered his head and seemed to lose consciousness.

Two wisps of black qi overflowed from the side of the huge eyeball, and the black qi condensed into two slender tentacles as soon as it moved. The tentacles neatly wrapped around the Asura Guardian, and then, after a few temptations, easily peeled off the full coverage of the Guardian's armor.

This asura guard has a simple face and a stout body, and is clearly a male asura.

Two slender tentacles wrapped around the male asura and pulled him toward the giant eyeball.

When the asura touched the eyeball, the eyeball seemed to turn into liquid and melted into the male asura's body little by little.

After a few moments, the huge eyeballs disappeared, and the two black tentacles disappeared into Asura's body.

"Huh?" Asura's eyes turned orange, and he frowned.

Obviously the devouring was successful, how did you get so little information?

His eyes froze, and his divine sense instantly spread.

"Found it. With a snap of his finger, an Asura Guardian who was fleeing in a hurry burst out of the water.

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In the secret realm of the island, the Blood River Ancestor looked solemn.

"I didn't expect that what the master said would happen at this time. ”

As soon as he raised his hand, countless lines appeared in the palace, like a chaotic cobweb. His gaze instantly fell on a bright point of light, and next to this point of light was a scattered point of light that was flying away.

He flicked it, and the light dots were marked red. Then his divine sense connected the rest of the fleeing points of light and sent a message.

"Put down the scout array and return to the clan land immediately. ”

The response was quickly transmitted from those points of light, and then a series of spatial fluctuations swept by, centered on the red points of light, and a large number of points of light quickly disappeared.

A moment later, the number of people in the island's secret realm skyrocketed, and almost all the Asuras in the ghost realm returned to this isolated clan land.

The Asura King Bo Xun wanted to meet the Blood River Ancestor, but was turned away.

The Blood River Ancestor waved his hand, and the appearance of the palace remained unchanged, but the inside was as rapidly changing as a Rubik's Cube. Soon, a sophisticated circle appeared at his feet.

The light lit up, and he disappeared into the circle.

A moment later, he reappeared, along with a heavy metal box of a two-meter-tall rectangular body.

Patting this metal box, his eyes were full of emotion, "The highest masterpiece of alchemy in the desolate world, I didn't expect that the master didn't use it at the beginning, but it would be used at this time." ”

With a gentle tap, the heavy metal box melted like ice and snow, slowly melting. A moment later, inside the metal box was a black, angular puppet with a dragon's tail.

Looking at this puppet, the Blood River Ancestor muttered softly, "Master is no longer here, this world can only rely on you!"