One hundred thousand cultivators, the blood was surging, and countless gray mist was attached to the blood pool, and faintly, it seemed that countless unjust souls could be heard howling and wailing.

In the center of the blood pool, a simple and heavy, completely bluestone altar fell to the bottom of the pool, covered with countless mysterious runes, on the altar, an old man who looked shriveled and thin sat cross-legged, his hands pinched out a strange seal, motionless, like a sculpture.

The old man in front of him was dressed in a black robe, with strange and complicated black and white patterns on his face, and a bulge on his forehead, but the strange thing was that the old man's body seemed to have long lost his vitality, and there was no trace of life on his body.

This figure is the Xiaotian Ancestor of the Yin Biao clan, who has reached the peak of the demon infant six hundred years ago, but three hundred years ago he tried to break through to the realm of the gods in vain and failed, even so, this demon ancestor also used anti-heaven means to keep a trace of the immortality of the soul and the immortality of the body.

Since this Xiaotian Demon Ancestor failed to break through the realm and fell into the current situation of immortality, the Yin Biao clan has also completely declined, and has been suppressed and excluded by the rest of the demon clans openly and secretly, perhaps because they are afraid of this Xiaotian Ancestor who has not yet been extinct, or maybe they have other scruples, and the rest of the demon clans are quite restrained.

It's just that since three hundred years ago, the Yin Biao clan has never had a strong person who can reach the realm of demon infants, and even now in the entire clan, there is only one demon king who can reach the ninth order.

This transaction between the Yin Biao clan and the Holy Demon Gate is probably also a desperate move.

Around the blood pool, hundreds of Yin Biao looked at the central altar with curiosity or jealousy or hope, and occasionally let out two roars like venting, but the Howling Demon King who was located on the boulder not far away was slightly closed, as if he was waiting for something.

About an hour later, the Howling Demon King who was closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, "Brother Green-robed is back, I'm ready here, when can I start?"

Before the words of the Howling Demon King fell, a ghostly light had already fallen in front of him, and the brilliance was gone, turning into the appearance of a green zombie old monster, and he casually threw Kong Laosan aside, and the next moment his eyes were fixed on the blood pool in front of him, to be exact, it should be fixed in the center of the blood pool, the body of the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor.

"Hehe, now that you're ready, of course the sooner you start, the better. ”

The green zombie old monster said, his nose twitched twice unconsciously, and an old face suddenly became gloomy, "Has the demon king forgotten one thing? The human blood in this blood pool is enough, but there are still three hundred blood souls of the Yin Biao clan......

Speaking of this, the green zombie old monster suddenly laughed twice, glanced at the direction of the Xiao Demon King, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "Since the Demon King can't bear to do it, the old man will do it for him!"

As soon as the green zombie old monster's voice fell, he didn't give the opposite demon king a chance to speak, and when the dry claws waved, countless dense and slender gray and white gas filaments lingered around, and before the surrounding Yin Biao demon beasts could react, suddenly the sound of "poof" continued to sound, and in just three breaths, the entire platform was covered by a layer of extremely dense blood mist.

It was only at this moment that the Yin Biao clan who were originally watching around seemed to react, and for a while, countless panicked and angry tiger roars spread throughout the Yin Howling Valley, and they rushed towards the outside of the platform.

"Bold?!"

The Howling Demon King roared angrily, Sanzhang's body stretched out, and with an angry roar in his mouth, he threw a punch in the direction of the green zombie old monster without thinking about it.

"Huh...... What are you doing, Brother Xiao, don't you want the Demon Ancestor to be resurrected? Or are you willing to watch your Yin Biao clan completely become the history of the Demon Clan?"

The green zombie old monster sneered, ignoring the attacking tiger fist, and with a light flick of his palm towards the void, the blood mist that had originally dispersed around seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, like raindrops, all of them converged towards the blood pool.

Hearing what the old zombie said, the originally angry Demon King twitched his face, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and then he snorted coldly and withdrew his fist, but his tone was still not good, "Since things are already like this, this king won't say anything more, but the next thing is a difference, hum!"

The Howling Demon King said, the tiger finger was lightly pointed in the direction of the green zombie old monster, and between his fingers, a trace of black light flashed away, but the next moment, the originally impatient Howling Demon King gradually changed his expression, and a pair of tiger-eyed bosses looked at the green zombie old monster as if he had seen a ghost, "You...... How are you?"

"You're talking about this thing, right?"

The green zombie old monster said, his palm spread out, and a cloud of gray spiritual power wrapped in a yin wind about the size of a baby's palm, and a strange banter flashed on his face.

"It's just a little cloudy, and I also want to control the old man, I can't do it!"

Speaking of which, the green zombie old monster who originally only showed the early realm of the knot pill suddenly burst into momentum, and at the same time, an overwhelming coercion pressed in the direction of the Howling Demon King.

"Primordial Infant Monster?!Are you the Primordial Infant Monster of the Terran Race?What is the purpose of you infiltrating our Demon Clan?"

The Demon King's face was full of incredulity, and his voice revealed deep fear.

"The old man just wants to enter the Xuan Demon Sanctuary, as for the purpose, you will know it soon!"

The green zombie old monster said, his fingers suddenly towards the void, a gray qi condensed, directly rubbed on the body of the Howling Demon King, at the same time as this breath fell, the latter seemed to have been greatly injured, even the beast head and body were difficult to maintain, and with a whimper, the three-foot body re-transformed into the appearance of Yin Biao's body.

"You stay here first, and when the old man comes out, he will give you a future!"

The green zombie old monster said, and without hesitation, with a wave of his palm, the entire platform was completely imprisoned, and his body fell on the edge of the blood pool, sitting cross-legged.

With a slap of his palm, countless spiritual pills appeared around his side, roughly swept away, and there were nearly a thousand kinds, and the green zombie old monster was not polite, and directly waved his hand, and these elixir elixirs were wrapped in Dao Dao spiritual light, and they were thrown into the blood pool.

After doing this, the old monster closed his eyes and breathed, and remained motionless, as if waiting for something, and this state lasted for three days.

......

At this moment, Kong Laosan's soul is closed, his body is imprisoned, and he can only observe with the naked eye, despite this, Kong Laosan still noticed a hint of clues, in the originally calm blood pool, I don't know when there was suddenly a trace of heat, as these hot gases continue to steam, countless bubbles with a "cooing" sound burst out of the blood pool, such a scene, as if boiling water is boiling, giving people a weird feeling.

Just as the blood pool was boiling, the originally ordinary bluestone altar in the center was diffused with a strange suction force, and the blood was like tentacles, gradually surrounding the altar.

Two days later, the original bluestone altar was gradually covered with a layer of blood, and as time passed, in the center of the altar, Xiaotian Old Ancestor's body was also covered by countless tiny hair-like tentacles, and the entire body seemed to be covered with a layer of sparse blood-colored silkworm cocoons, which looked weird and mysterious.

This kind of scene lasted for nearly a month, and after the last drop of blood in the blood pool completely turned into a cocoon, in the entire blood pool, only those gray and misty spirits remained, but at this moment, the green zombie old monster who was all focused on the body of the Howling Sky Demon Ancestor on the altar did not notice it, and as Kong Laosan opened his mouth, the power of the divine soul that was originally recovered from Wen Hao's body disappeared into it, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Excuse me, this body is much stronger than the old man's body, wait until the old man swallows the last trace of the origin soul of this Howling Heaven Demon Ancestor, and enters the demon transformation pool of the Xuan Demon Sanctuary, the body and soul are completely integrated, and the peak of the Yuan Infant is achieved, the heaven and earth are so big, where else can the old man go......?"

seems to think of the incomparable demeanor that will dominate the world in the future, even the green zombie old monster who has always been scheming and cunning like a fox can't help but get a little carried away at this moment.

When the mood calmed down, the green zombie old monster suddenly laughed, and the whole body instantly expanded, the original shriveled body seemed to be inflated, and the green lines lingered around the body, and at the same time, the blue light in the eyes flashed slightly, and a large mouth, a palm-slap-sized, gray and white small figure flew out of the mouth, and fell steadily in the direction of the Howling Sky Demon Ancestor in the center of the blood pool.