"This human race is really stupid!How can wisdom be comparable to our Heavenly Demons!?"

The Blood Spirit King raised his head and snickered, very proud in his heart.

Now that it is far away, the trace of instinctive fear has finally slowly dissipated.

But what exactly is that?

The entire army of hundreds of millions of blood spirits is just handed over...

The point is, it doesn't even have the courage to resist.

It's terrifying to feel that your consciousness is about to be out of your control...

Fortunately, he hid in the depths of the host sea of knowledge, and the Terran ship he was on gradually drifted away, so he escaped.

However, it is still quite proud of its strong man's method of breaking his wrist.

As for the subordinates, as long as they return to the ancestral land and wait for more than 10,000 years, won't there be one?

For creatures like them, time doesn't matter.

Even if you want to be ridiculed by those guys in the clan, it is estimated that the territory of the Scarlet Sea will not be able to be saved, but it is much better than losing yourself and becoming someone else's puppet.

"I'd rather die if I'm not free!" I'm a demon with ideals and ambitions!"

It scanned the Terran girl beside it with the rest of its eyes.

"This Terran is a good food! With the identity of this host now, it doesn't seem to be difficult!"

The Blood Spirit King was a little moved.

Luo Yue has focused on cultivation and refining all her life, and her heart has no distracting thoughts, and that pure consciousness and soul are quite attractive to it.

Although it prefers the kind of guy with strong desires, it is also a very cool thing to change the taste of Little White Lotus once in a while!

One person and one demon stood at the bow of the ship, one moved, the other heartbeat, but it was quite in tune.

The Blood Spirit King just wanted to find an excuse to let Luo Yue follow him to find a secluded place to talk about life, but suddenly a black spot appeared in front of the ship.

The Blood Spirit King glanced at it absently, it was a big fish, happily flicking its tail on the surface of the sea, as if chasing the waves and playing.

But the next moment, it froze there...

In an instant, its entire consciousness was plunged into darkness, and a great sense of fear followed.

This time, there is no longer even a chance to hide...

......

In the phantom darkness, Xiang Yang looked coldly at this body demon who had taken the power of the True Emperor, and the little heavenly demon who had just come out of the Qiankun Ding clone happily swam around him, passing on the consciousness of inviting merit.

In fact, it can't be called a little heavenly demon now, it originally looked like a peerless bewitching appearance, but it was just a little smaller.

But after seizing the consciousness of so many body demon remnants, it was already more than two feet tall at this time, and even the transformed body was much more condensed, although the body was still a little smaller, but it was concave and convex to the point of fire, where is it small?

In order to help the master break through, the consciousness of that group of Ten Thousand Illusion Blood Spirits was almost completely sucked dry by it, and it itself also got a lot of benefits from it, although it had not yet reached the level of the first-order wave demon, but it was getting closer and closer.

Among all walks of life, the class division of the Heavenly Demon Realm is the strictest, among them, the Bo Xun Heavenly Demon is a high-ranking existence, and the Body Demon is just cannon fodder.

Unless the hierarchical gap between the two is too great, class oppression must not be violated, it is the nature of their origin consciousness.

Although the Blood Spirit King has been cultivating for a long time, after losing his own race, he is just the most ordinary body demon, and when he encounters the Little Heavenly Demon at a close distance here, where will he have the power to resist?

At this time, as soon as the Little Heavenly Demon appeared, the Blood Spirit King didn't even have a chance to resist, so he was deprived of the control of his self-consciousness and completely became his puppet.

Emperor Jinghuai's body only shook slightly, and even Luo Yue beside him didn't notice anything wrong, so he returned to normal, but in his sea of consciousness, the consciousness of the Blood Spirit King had completely yielded, and he obediently let go of his consciousness to the little heavenly demon and let it be branded.

How easy it was?

This made Xiang Yang, who originally planned to directly wipe him out, a little undecided.

After confirming that this guy was absolutely not the slightest threat, he decided to leave it first, although the host who was robbed by the Heavenly Demon has lost the possibility of progress, and even the magic of the law can no longer be used, but after all, this is a true emperor...

Even if you don't use the magic of the law, you have extraordinary combat power, and you can definitely become another killer weapon for yourself, and it's a pity to destroy it.

What's more, the deceased is gone, and Xiang Yang has no psychological cleanliness, otherwise, he would not have used Feng Tong's body to make a puppet back then.

"Huh, it's him?"

The next moment, Xiang Yang was in a better mood.

The Blood Spirit King's consciousness had been opened to the Little Heavenly Demon, and as the owner of the Little Heavenly Demon, Xiang Yang could also share it, and from some of its recent memory fragments, he saw what he was most interested in.

It may be that the scene of his host being killed directly shocked the Blood Spirit King, and it has a deep memory of the 'magic crossbow', and this ancient remnant is in its Sumeru belt at this time.

Xiang Yang is not a hypocrite, the monks on these three ships can save their lives, it can be said that they are all thanks to him, in this case, it is reasonable to take a magic weapon as a reward, without the slightest psychological burden.

The next thing is much easier, Emperor Jinghuai Zhen directly announced the retreat, and when the ship docked, the secret room was already empty, and his disappearance has since become a mystery, Qianji Pavilion sent a fleet to search in the North Sea many times, and even ventured into the bloody sea, but found nothing.

In the end, it was drowned in the dust of history.

......

Two months later, somewhere in the North Sea, a small island.

For countless years, miles of rocky islands have been built up with a layer of fertile soil by guano.

In the North Sea, there are often hurricanes and waves, and trees that are too tall to survive on the island, so the whole island is surrounded by a layer of low shrubs and a thick layer of moss on the ground.

In the middle of the North Sea, this small island is like an emerald green jewel dotted on the deep blue sea, which is extremely beautiful.

In the middle of the island, there is a cluttered stone forest, and it is the only place on the entire island where there is no guano accumulation.

There is a small stone cave in the center of the stone forest, in the stone cave, there is a muddy spring water gushing out, flowing out along the thin stone ditch on the edge of the cave, twisting and turning, often disappearing next to a certain stone pillar.

Xiang Yang squatted in front of the stone cave and watched with interest.

The entrance of the cave is facing the sky, only the size of a bowl, but there is a round stone ball of more than a foot in it, which is held up by the spring water gushing from the bottom of the cave, and slowly rolling.

"Is this the Earth Spirit Pearl?"

He stood up and looked around with his hands behind his back.

"This is a real natural array, and it can only be preserved intact in the depths of the North Sea... The corpse of the demon beast I saw some time ago should be guarding here, but I don't know why I lost my life..."