In the midst of the river of blood, Shadow Blade stopped.

Thousands of miles ahead of him, there was a huge island in the River of Blood, and on the island stood a majestic palace with intricate patterns. Outside the palace, circles of blood-colored light spread outward from the center of the palace, and the Asura guards wearing blood-colored armor on the island stood quietly, like statues.

As far as the eye could see, the entire island was silent, except for the circles of blood-colored brilliance that flickered slightly.

"This is the land of the Asura clan, where the Blood River Ancestor is?" Shadow Blade's fingers lightly rubbed his chin, frowning.

This palace is worthy of the status of the Blood River Ancestor in terms of pomp and quality, but the dignified Blood River Ancestor Palace is directly placed on the Blood River, is this really good?

Blood River Ancestor is not a bad person, but he is definitely not a good person, strictly speaking, he belongs to the existence of the Gray * Domain. Is it really good for such an existence to put the palace here so openly?

"Is the ignorant fearless?"

With some doubts in his heart, Shadow Blade became cautious. Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, you can't go wrong with being careful!

He pinched the trick, and an illusion was placed on himself. In this way, even if someone passes in front of him, they can't see him, of course, because his illusion level is not high, if he meets a quasi-saint, he will be a goof.

Shadowblade stepped forward and went straight to the island. He lifted his feet off the ground and flew towards the majestic palace.

The Asura guards beside the palace remained motionless, and did not seem to find the Shadow Blade. However, they were all wearing full-coverage helmets, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't confirm it.

Of course, he can still see the cultivation of these guards, and under his divine consciousness, the cultivation of these guards is exposed-they are all Taiyi Golden Immortals.

Shadowblade was under no pressure and walked straight to the palace.

This palace looks very strong, not to mention the flashing blood-colored brilliance - this is an innate treasure!

Standing in front of this palace, Shadow Blade hesitated: Innate Supreme Treasure Palace, those who can use this kind of thing are either extremely strong or extremely lucky, neither of which is easy to mess with.

"Why don't you find a way to lure him out?" Shadow Blade hesitated, he had no grievances with the Blood River Ancestor, but he was curious to meet this legend. There's no need for him to trap himself for such a thing - he's not a masochist!

Thinking about it, he turned his head and left: time waits for no one, let's find a place to decorate it as soon as possible!

"What a good night's sleep!" a man stretched as he walked, and suddenly walked out of the palace.

Shadow Blade slowly turned his head with a look of disbelief, "Blood River Ancestor!"

The person who came out of the palace was wearing a black robe, tied his hair, and had some wrinkles on his face, looking like an ordinary middle-aged man, but he was a fake Blood River Ancestor!

Seeing the shadow blade, he immediately shouted angrily, "The bold thief dares to mix in front of the ancestor and look for death!"

With a roar of rage, two thin-bladed swords with a thick blood light and a fierce aura slashed out.

Shadow Blade's face sank, the thunder flashed on his hand, and the blood flowing in his body became even deeper.

Rumble!

He smashed it down with a single punch, and two famous killing treasures were thrown away.

"Although the magic weapon is strong, it depends on the monk himself what power it can exert!" said this coldly, and Shadow Blade felt handsome.

And the Blood River Ancestor stood motionless, as if he was really stunned!

"Wouldn't it? This is okay?" Even Shadow Blade couldn't help but want to complain, the dignified Blood River Ancestor, who created the existence of the Asura clan, was so famous that he was stunned?

Although he was surprised, Shadowblade's hand did not hesitate. Taking advantage of the fact that the Blood River Ancestor was motionless, he flew with both hands, and quickly placed more than ten prohibitions on the Blood River Ancestor, from the primordial spirit to the power, all of them were sealed to death.

At this time, the bodies of the Asura Guards on the island all turned their heads, and their expressions could not be seen in the fully enclosed helmets, but a chill rose on the back of the Shadow Blade.

There is something wrong with these asuras!

With a frown, Shadow Blade thought about going first, but for some reason, he turned his head and walked into the majestic palace.

As soon as he walked in with his front feet, a humming sound sounded quietly, and the blood-colored brilliance rapidly expanded, and countless shrouds of light enveloped the palace.

Shadow Blade's face changed, and he turned his head and threw a punch.

The mask flickered, and terrifying aura fluctuations swept across the entire island, but the mask was undamaged.

"Oh no!" he had come to his senses at this point, and after a little recollection of his previous actions, he immediately realized what the problem was.

With a flip of his hand, he threw the sealed Blood River Ancestor directly. In this case, where would he dare to keep this guy by his side?

Burst!

Like a cloud of smoke falling to the ground, the Blood River Ancestor dissipated instantly as soon as it landed, disappearing in a faint smoke.

Shadow Blade's face sank, and his right hand was raised, holding the blade between his two fingers. It doesn't matter if it's an illusion or something, this sword will be completely shattered!

"Don't be so violent, okay?" a slightly helpless voice sounded, followed by a terrible repressive force.

The Shadow Blade's hand sank, let alone throwing the blade, his arm couldn't even move at all!

"This kind of strength ......" He looked at the black-robed middle-aged man who appeared in the palace, his face sank like water, "You are not a quasi-saint at all, you are already a saint!"

The black-robed, hair-tied, and tired Blood River Ancestor shook his head gently, "I'm not a saint. ”

Shadowblade was about to retort, but suddenly realized that he was no longer in the palace.

A huge fireball fell from the sky, like a brilliant meteor shower, but behind this meteor shower was a tragic history.

Shadow Blade's face turned pale, he had "seen" this scene. Although he didn't grow up in that era, he had clearly seen this scene from the shattered memories of the original black dragon dark night.

"Twilight of the Gods......" he couldn't help but sigh lightly, at this time he somewhat understood the origin of this Blood River Ancestor. The Blood River Ancestor and the Blood River Saint, these two names are no coincidence!

The same sigh sounded beside him, and the black-robed, hair-bound Blood River Ancestor stood beside him, quietly watching the great power of the Venerable One Majesty fall, "That's right, this is the twilight of the gods. With a sigh, the exhaustion on his face grew.

Shadow Blade didn't move, just quietly watched the scene unfold in front of him.

In the Great War of the Saints, the Divine Lord and the Demon Emperor fought a decisive battle above the Nine Heavens......

The Demon Emperor has fallen......

Shadow Blade sighed softly, thinking that this was the end of it, but saw the picture flash, as if it was backtracking.

The picture stopped, no longer backtracked, and slowly became clearer.

A figure wearing a blood robe with a strange and huge aura quickly put away one treasure after another, the same materials.

But with a roar, the hidden cave where he was located shattered, and the Great Sage of Sweeping the Firmament, who was wearing a black and white Taoist robe and holding a dusty whisk, slowly fell.

There was not a word of nonsense, and the dust in the hand of the Great Sage shook gently.

The blood-robed figure was like a heavy blow, vomiting blood and flying out.

"Blood River, today is your time of death!" the Great Sage laughed, and shook the dust in his hand.

The blood-robed figure suddenly shattered.

The Great Sage shook his head, "At this time, you still dare to play this kind of carving insect trick in front of me!" The dust in his hand shook again, and a blood-robed figure appeared from the void thousands of miles away. This is the gap in strength, the gap between the middle-level saint and the great saint!

"Your escape technique is indeed good, but it's still not enough to see in front of me!" "The Great Sage of Plundering the Firmament took a step forward and walked directly in front of the blood-robed figure, "This is the last time, I can give you a chance, as long as you take refuge in us, not only can you live, but you can also continue to be your refining master." ”

The blood-robed figure was already very weak, and he held his head on the ground with one hand.

"Master will avenge me!"

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor is already too busy to take care of himself at this time, how can he take care of you?" the Great Sage sneered, "I'll say it again, if you take refuge in us, I can guarantee that you will continue to be your refining master, if you don't surrender......"

Although the blood-robed figure was weak, he still spoke before the Great Sage of Looting the Firmament, "Get out!"

The Great Sage's face sank, the dust in his hand shook, and white silk threads swept over the blood-robed figure like sharp space fragments.

Swish!

The blood-robed figure disappeared in an instant, completely wiped out by countless tiny sharp blades! The several high-grade storage bracelets he was carrying also made a crisp sound, bursting out countless treasures and materials.

"Hmph!" the Great Sage raised his hand, and all the treasures and materials that burst out of the blood-robed figure fell into his palm. However, there are too many materials and treasures in the blood robe, and they shoot out in all directions in the explosion, and even the Great Sage of the Heavens is difficult to take.

Some materials and some treasures fell into the feet of the two of them, in the endless blood-colored river.

Shadow Blade held his chin and frowned: it turned out that the treasures in the Blood River were all left by this blood-robed figure. His gaze quietly fell on the Blood River Ancestor beside him.

Seeing this, he naturally saw that this blood-robed figure was the rumored Blood River Saint. And the Blood River Saint, if his guess is correct, he should have a deep connection with this Blood River Ancestor.

The Blood River Ancestor glanced at the Shadow Blade, "Don't guess, I'm not a Blood River Saint!"

Shadowblade, of course, doesn't believe it.

The Blood River Ancestor glared at him, and with a flick of his fingers, the light and shadow on the light curtain changed.

After the fall of the Blood River Saint, the war between the Divine Lord and the Demon Emperor came to an end. The two top-level powerhouses fought, and it was also that time that the original huge world was beaten into the Six Realms. And without the suppression and protection of the Blood River Saint, the huge Innate Blood River was shattered in the battle between the two top-level powers and countless saints, turning into three stages.

Soon after that, it was Ragnarok, which had been staged earlier.

Shadow Blade glanced at the Blood River Ancestor, although it was the second time in a short period of time, this Blood River Ancestor still watched the gods fall very seriously.

Seeing his serious appearance, Shadow Blade was not bothered, so he had to turn his head and continue to watch the situation develop.

The next development was relatively dull, the war between gods and demons ended, and all walks of life entered into peace. The same is true of the River of Blood, and the long period of peace has given the River a chance to recuperate.

Many Blood River Beings were born, grew, and expanded, and one of them, a lucky Blood River Life grew rapidly, and then was lucky enough to enter a majestic palace.

Ten thousand years later, the Blood River Ancestor appeared!

"That's who I am. The light and shadow dissipated, and the Blood River Ancestor looked at the Shadow Blade and said lightly, "I have obtained the inheritance of the Blood River Saint and am his disciple." ”

"So you brought me in to tell me that you're not a Blood River Saint?" Shadowblade had a caring look on his face.

With a little thought, you can understand that it has always been this Blood River Ancestor who has been guiding the Shadow Blade into this palace since that Asura Guardian.

Fei tried so hard to lure me here just to tell me that you are not a Blood River Saint?Shadow Blade suddenly felt that this Blood River Ancestor's IQ needed to be recharged.