"It's the monster in the Demon Sealing Altar!" Sensing the red aura gradually gathering in the dantian, Zhuge Hong's face was a little ugly.

Sentimental Forest, Fantasy Sea, Hall of Eternal Life, Drifting Snow Valley, Qianxia Mountain, Qimei Cave, Falling Star Cliff, Taihuan Tower, Wanjian Pavilion, Jade Kunlun, each of the ten factions in Kyushu has a Demon Sealing Altar.

The most powerful demons among the ancient demons, immortal and immortal, were sealed under these sealing altars. When the battle of sealing demons in the past has become a legend, these silent standing there to seal the demon altar not only represent the glory of man's victory, but also represent a heavy responsibility.

As the helmsman of the Fantasy Sea, Zhuge Hong naturally knew that the fundamental meaning of the existence of the Ten Sects was this Demon Altar. In other words, these ten factions have been able to pass on the torch to this day, not because of their longevity, but because of these awe-inspiring Demon Sealing Altars - where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, not to mention these monks who have the power to destroy the world and destroy the world, but there is one thing, no matter what level of fighting, it cannot endanger the Demon Sealing Altar, once someone violates this convention, there will be mysterious forces like the Moon Palace to interfere.

And as the guardian of the Demon Sealing Altar, once something goes wrong, it will naturally not be easy. Yin Changsheng guarded and stole himself, deliberately making it look like there was an abnormal movement in the Demon Sealing Altar, as the first person responsible, Zhuge Hong naturally couldn't turn a blind eye. It's just that he never expected that this former good brother would be poisoned behind his back and beat him to the bottom of the demon sealing altar.

He had speculated countless times about what kind of demon was hidden underneath, but the only impression left on him was two words before he died—monster!

Fierce eyes, blood-colored fangs, and a body that covers the sky and the sun...... Everything was just hideous, and it was completely different from what he had imagined. But one thing is for sure, these monsters are really strong.

In the eleventh floor realm, even if he was injured by Yin Changsheng's sneak attack from behind, his combat power should definitely not be underestimated, but in the face of this terrifying monster, he couldn't even bear the other party's claw.

The last memory left for him was endless blood......

It was exactly the same as the red aura condensed in his dantian at this time!

These changes were completed in almost a short period of time, so that by the time Mo Che, who was guarding outside, had just felt the inexplicable chill coming from the cabin, Zhuge Hong had already completed this transformation without knowing the blessings and misfortunes.

"It's strange, I always feel that something is wrong!" Mo Che muttered as he looked at Zhuge Hong, whose face was beginning to improve a little.

Zhuge Hong stared at the iron dark red blood that appeared in the dantian with a solemn face, and faintly seemed to hear the monster's roar!

What kind of demon is this, and how did he throw himself into this body with his primordial god!

The Xuanyin Forging Body was still running, but that chill that penetrated the heart bones no longer existed. This drop of essence blood from the ancient demons is domineering, and the Xuanyin forging body of the Moon Palace has no advantage in front of it at all, and the power of the Xuanyin hidden in the bloodline of this body is constantly integrated into this drop of blood, dark red like heavy iron, bewitching and indifferent.

It's just a drop of blood, and it's still proud of the common people.

What kind of demon is this!

Zhuge Hong kept speculating that the ancient demons had always been regarded as a taboo existence by the Kyushu cultivation realm.

The horror and evil of those legends of immortality are recorded in countless texts, and even the most vicious monks have their intuition nobler than them.

However, the truth of becoming a king and defeating a thief was deeply remembered by Zhuge Hong in his first life.

Demon Immortal Buddha, immortal is legend.

In this life, he wants to be the legendary immortal, Buddha and demon.

Compared to the years of eternity, he didn't care which kind of label it attributed to.

Because, no matter when and where, he is still him.

Thinking about it, the primordial spirit was condensed and the soul was pierced, and he finally integrated his pure soul power into this drop of essence blood.

The power of this drop of blood is much stronger than the body of the Xuan Netherworld, and if it can be fused, it is conceivable what kind of transformation he will obtain.

The twelve-story building is just the beginning!

The sea of stars is not old...... All kinds of conjectures began to pour into his mind.

In this essence and blood, there is not only the secret of the ancient demons' incomparable strength, but also their unruly will.

With Zhuge Hong's primordial power at the moment, he has no power to resist.

Once he really sinks here, what awaits him is to be manipulated by the demon, the walking dead.

However, the blessings and misfortunes relied on, and the blessings and misfortunes relied on, just when he was about to completely sink under the will of the demons, the Tao Te Ching, which he had been cultivating for more than 500 years, actually operated automatically, and it turned towards the fifth level that Zhuge Hong had never tried.

He has always felt that the mental method he discovered from the Tao Te Ching is unfathomable, although he only speculated on the Four Hearts Method, but he has reached the extreme realm of the Twelve Floors in Kyushu. Further up, the fifth level of exercise begins, and it is the realm above the legendary realm. In the previous life, he was trapped in front of the twelfth floor, but the deduction of this fifth heart method was a little more than enough for him, not only full of flaws, but also whimsical.

But at this moment, this fifth exercise is running on its own and improving itself, and the only regret is that it did not allow him to break through to the legendary realm.

But for Zhuge Hong, this is already a great luck.

With the operation of the Tao Te Ching, the will in that drop of essence blood is also constantly crushed.

When Zhuge Hong controlled his mind again, he was stunned to realize the mental method of self-promotion and the demon blood that was constantly melting and dissipating into the blood around his body.

The origin of the Tao Te Ching is mysterious, and there is an inexplicable connection with the Shangqing saint in his first life of myths and legends, and above this Kyushu, there is also the existence of the Taiqing saint, the most powerful jade Kunlun in the ten factions of Kyushu is the inheritance left by the saint, and the Taiqing Palace behind it is even more self-proclaimed as a saint's disciple, and he does not know that the moral heart that he perfected by mistake has endured a few true transmissions of the Taiqing saint, and has such power, not only saved him from the door of death, but also was stimulated by the demon blood, and the fifth heart method was born.

"Perhaps, this is no longer the original Moral Heart Sutra!" Zhuge Hong muttered to himself, and after he came to his senses, he found that the mental method in his deduction not only worked seamlessly, but also cultivated both inside and outside, and even the hidden danger of his physical inheritance of the Xuan Netherworld Body was completely removed.

The reason why this is so is thanks to the demon beast essence blood that has been integrated into his body, thinking of the information he got from the demon beast's will, Zhuge Hong couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"Ride the wind and drum your wings, Teng Kun and turn Peng! This exercise is called the Northern Darkness Devouring Heaven Gong!"