Cultivation has no time, and when Zhuge Hong wakes up from the cultivation of the blood god's body, the sky is almost dawn, and the dark red dawn and the floating clouds floating between the mountains blend together, flowing with an evil aura.

Zhuge Hong didn't go far before he left the shroud of Dao Yun, and a cold wind with the smell of blood swept over his body. In the entire Nine Demons Abyss, it was shrouded in a thin layer of blood mist, looking at these clouds and mist that were constantly swallowing, Zhuge Hong knew in his heart that this was an existence between the blood evil qi and the spiritual energy, and it was another reason why the blood cultivation vein could endure for tens of thousands of years.

Faintly, Zhuge Hong saw an altar in the depths of the blood mist with the help of his fiery eyes, his eyes shrank, and he knew that under this altar, it was where the drop of blood of the Blood River Ancestor was located, but unfortunately, there was not enough power of blood, and this drop of essence blood failed to turn over too many waves after all.

The savings of blood cultivation over the past generations seem to be preparing for this altar, but now, they are about to be eaten by him. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled.

Suddenly, in the blood mist, there was a strange cry, "Tsk, it's just a rookie in the foundation building realm~~~~~~!"

As he spoke, a red shadow flew out of the blood mist, stretched out a thin arm, and grabbed Zhuge Hong.

"Hmph, dare to sneak attack this seat and look for death!" Zhuge Hong's eyes were cold, and he immediately knocked out the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, hit the body of the blood-red figure, and nailed it to the cliff.

It's actually a woman! Looking closer, Zhuge Hong frowned slightly, but although it was said to be a woman, this blood cultivator was covered with all kinds of blood-colored lines, making herself a person and a ghost, but it was not at all with the women in the world.

"Damn, boy, what kind of magic weapon are you, let go of the ancestor, otherwise ~~~~~~" The female blood cultivator had a hideous face, her eyes shining as she stared at the Fang Tian painting halberd that Zhuge Hong used to deal with her, unaware that a catastrophe was coming.

"Blood Spirit Ancestor?" Zhuge Hong found out the identity of this crazy female blood cultivator from the memories of the Blood Bat Ancestor and the others.

"Tut, since you have heard the name of the ancestor, you still don't obediently let go of the ancestor, tsk, it looks like a good skin~~~~~~"

Although this Blood Spirit Ancestor is not the strongest blood cultivator in the Nine Demon Abyss, it is the longest living blood cultivator, and those strange blood-colored lines on her body seem to be a strange talisman, although it makes her neither human nor ghostly, but she has a lifespan far beyond ordinary people. The blood cultivators in the abyss, because they are all the junior disciples of this crazy woman, are quite in awe of her, even if they are masters of the realm of the Blood Bat Ancestor, they will not really see this crazy woman. Over time, it also made this Blood Spirit Ancestor have some perverse temperament, and he continued to attack the monks who had newly joined the Nine Demon Abyss.

Of course, because it corresponds to the entire cultivation realm, blood cultivation belongs to the weak side after all, and they are generally quite tolerant of the monks who have newly joined this force, especially some blood cultivators who have obtained a good inheritance, and they can be cultivated by the masters of the abyss. However, those monks with average strength and qualifications do not have this kind of treatment, they are lucky, and they may be able to live a little more if they work hard to cultivate for hundreds of years, but if they are targeted by this blood spirit ancestor, it must be better than death, because the blood spell that this crazy woman is best at is a kind of evil art similar to collecting yang and replenishing yin.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Hong shuddered coldly, although he would not bully women under normal circumstances, but this old witch doesn't look like a woman no matter how she looks, when it comes to ferocity and cruelty, she is definitely in the top three existences in this demon abyss. Snorted coldly, "Boom!!" A samadhi true fire rushed into the other party's body along Fang Tian's halberd.

The raging flames rose into the sky, and under the gaze of countless blood cultivators in the dark, the blood spirit ancestor, who was known as the old immortal, was burned and exploded, "Ah~~~~~" With a miserable scream, in the blink of an eye, it was annihilated by this mysterious flame, turned into ashes, and flew all over the sky.

"Hum!" The light flashed, and the sky was full of flames, as Fang Tian's halberd was integrated into Zhuge Hong's arm, this was a major benefit of the blood refining magic weapon, which could be more easily integrated into the monk's body, and it could be used as you like, and the size was as you like.

The audience was silent, and the blood cultivators hidden in the blood mist looked at the young man in his twenties in front of him, and their eyes were full of shock. Sword eyebrows starry eyes, eyebrows with sinister eyes, no matter how you look at this guy, it shouldn't be just a simple foundation building realm.

"Impossible!!" There were a few blood cultivators who were in the same stream with this Blood Spirit Ancestor on weekdays, and they were fiercely shocked in their hearts, and they didn't dare to make a move at will for a while.

Zhuge Hong drove down his anger and went straight to the themed Blood Ancestor Altar, and everywhere he went, the blood cultivators dodged one after another, getting out of the way, and everyone looked at him with awe. But in a moment, he was on the altar.

Guarding outside the altar were the blood cultivators of the two Xiuzhen Nine-Story Building, sensing the breath on Zhuge Hong's body, after a moment of doubt, he knelt down and said, "I have seen the ancestor, you are ~~~~~~" They were entangled in their hearts, blood cultivation can be described as commonplace for seizing the house, so they look at people differently from ordinary monks, not from the appearance of the distinguish, but from the qi induction. On Zhuge Hong's body, they actually sensed the breath of several ancestors at the same time.

Zhuge Hong heard the two of them call him "Old Ancestor", his face looked as usual, and as soon as he thought about it in his heart, he knew that these two people regarded themselves as one of the Blood Bat Ancestors. He fought fiercely all the way, and many of the results were not fully digested, and it was not enough for him to be contaminated with a trace of other people's breath. Thinking of this, he nodded and said with a smile: "Get up, I brought the things that opened the altar, you go down and prepare, and take all the previous ancestors' collections......"

The two Blood Cultivation disciples looked surprised and stood up from the ground, "Disciple, let's go down and inform your Ancestors!"

Zhuge Hong knew that there were still several blood cultivation masters of the Eleventh Floor of Cultivation in this altar, but since there was this beautiful misunderstanding, it was better to laugh at the resources in their hands first, and then have a hearty battle.

In order to welcome the return of the Blood River Ancestor's Nirvana, these blood cultivators in the Nine Demon Abyss can be said to be united, and almost all the resources accumulated by the entire blood cultivation vein for tens of thousands of years have been used on this altar. As the two disciples were happy to inform the news, soon the blood cultivators from all parties personally dedicated the accumulation in their hands.

Zhuge Hong watched all this indifferently, but the heat in his eyes was a little difficult to contain. The accumulation of several lifetimes of the entire blood cultivation clan was enough for him to regain the cultivation realm of his previous life, and in the face of these huge sums of money, the resources of the Great Jin Dynasty that he had painstakingly calculated before were simply insignificant......

However, wanting to take everything in front of you as your own is also tantamount to snatching food from the tiger's mouth, not to mention the Blood River Ancestor who is about to get out of trouble, it is the hatred of the entire Nine Demon Abyss that he will face next, it should not be underestimated!