"How is this possible!" Zhuge Hong remembered that he had crossed over from another world, and he seemed to have grasped something in the dark, but he was not sure.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, the old man in the blood robe just smiled indifferently and set his eyes on the top of the demon abyss.

Zhuge Hong and everyone subconsciously followed his gaze to the air, but saw that the vast blood mist quickly subsided, and there was a dark red light in the middle of the blood-colored sky, like a person's vertical eyes.

Phew!

A scream came from the west, and then a burst of fire rose into the sky, covering the sky above the Nine Demon Abyss.

"The Ancient Raven is out of trouble!"

Rumble!

The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, fading away the blood-misty demon abyss, and a wave of turmoil began.

Zhuge Hong's heart tightened, and the altar under his feet was alive!

Countless blood cultivators, temporarily forgetting the birth of the Western Giant Demon, all set their eyes on the depths of the altar.

The blood flames rushed into the sky, and the powerful momentum enveloped the entire Nine Demon Abyss, echoing with the fire of the neighboring crows, and they were on a par.

Zhuge Hong took a long breath, and no longer doubted the words of the old man in the blood robe, knowing that the blood sea ancestor was a foregone conclusion, he didn't dare to stay here for a long time, and while everyone was staring at the depths of the altar with a fanatical face, he turned into a blood light and fled away beyond the Nine Demon Abyss.

"The big era has begun, but it's a pity that I'm old, it's a pity that I'm ~~~~~~"

The old man in the blood robe noticed Zhuge Hong's departure, but he didn't stop it, he couldn't send charcoal to the Blood River Ancestor, he had already given up on getting the method of sustaining life from that ancestor. As for letting Zhuge Hong leave, it was also a last resort, as Zhuge Hong said, he was old, he was not Zhuge Hong's opponent, even if he succeeded in dragging the other party, when the Blood River Ancestor came, the person who survived at that time would definitely not be him.

Outside the Nine Demon Abyss, Zhuge Hong looked surprised, the power of the two lighthouses before was actually affected by this too dark sun, and the power was greatly reduced, and there were already many blood beasts who successfully left that barrier.

And farther away, the flames are monstrous, and a bird-shaped black shadow can be faintly seen hovering in the sky, dragging a feather tail several feet long behind, if you guess correctly, it should be the ancient giant demon Crow who escaped from under the Demon Monument!

"Buzz ~~~~~~"

The void shook, and a cold breath passed through the fire clouds, visible to the naked eye, and layers of thin ice appeared around the black shadows.

It's the frost tears of the Drifting Snow Valley!

Zhuge Hong's heart moved, although he fused the essence and blood of Kunpeng, the most powerful thing in his body was actually the power of Xuan Ming, but unfortunately, there was no magic weapon that could perfectly exert this power, this Frost Tear seemed to be a good choice, especially in this eventful time!

What's more, the essence blood of the crow can just be used as the second type of fierce beast essence blood for his cultivation of the blood god's body.

As for whether he could succeed, he didn't think about it, although he left the Blood Altar temporarily, he believed that the Blood River Ancestor would definitely chase after him after learning everything, rather than that, it was better to fight now, perhaps, the result would be better.

Thinking of this, he once again turned into a blood light and flew in the direction of the Drifting Snow Valley.

This blood color was a flaw before he cultivated the Blood God Body, but because of the increase in the strength of his physical body, his speed had increased a lot, and he gladly accepted it.

The secret behind the shadow of the sun is that the stars and moons, who are known as the world's number one gods, have never expected it, let alone the elders and disciples of the Drifting Snow Valley. This day is a desperate beginning for the ten factions in Kyushu who are accustomed to being high, especially when Piaoxue Valley has just lost its head and is not in charge!

With Tianxue's cultivation, if you want to refine the tears of frost, you can't do it in a few years. However, the Demon Sealing Tablet collapsed, the Crow escaped from the predicament, and in the face of this difficulty of destroying the faction, many desperate tricks were also used one after another.

After sacrificing the three elders, Tianxue lived up to expectations, and finally opened the heaven-level spiritual weapon of Frost Tears with the lifelong strength of the three senior uncles.

The name of the instrument is tears, and people shed tears. The entire Valley of Drifting Snow was enveloped in a sense of sorrow and determination.

The cold wind is howling, and the ice waves are raging.

It was the arrogant and arrogant primeval crow who was suddenly frozen by the tears of frost, and for a while he couldn't move at all, his heart was furious, and he let out a strange chirp.

The cultivator in the valley only felt that his soul was shaking, his heart was terrified, and he was engrossed in sealing his ears, which was a little better.

The primeval raven, the legendary fallen of the three-legged golden crow clan, controls the Netherworld True Flame and hisses to dementor the soul!

Tianxue has the Frost Tears to protect the body, and it is not affected by the cry of the crows, and seeing that many people in the same door have blood overflowing from their ears, they immediately drink it angrily, and once again urge the power of the Frost Tears.

In an instant, the temperature in the entire valley dropped a lot, and many disciples who were slightly weaker in cultivation were all cold-haired, but there was a burst of ecstasy in their eyes. Being able to take Frost Tears to such an extent made them see the possibility of defeating this demon again!

Although the dark crow abandoned the pure yang power of the Sun True Fire when it fell into the Netherworld, its own fire attribute has not decreased, although the Netherworld True Flame is not as famous as the Sun True Fire, but the strength of the power is a level of existence. In the Battle of the Sealed Demons, the Ancient Immortals sealed the Crow in the Drifting Snow Valley, originally to use the power of ice to restrain the power of the Crow.

However, the true power of the Dark Crow was definitely not something that could be suppressed by a single heaven-level spirit treasure. Although it was trapped under the Sealed Demon Monument and caused it to lose a lot of strength, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and in just a moment, cracks began to appear in the cold ice that had frozen on its body.

Because Tianxue was closer, she could even hear the clicking sound of the ice cracking on the other party's body, but compared to the same door below who were looking forward to it, there was a burst of despair in her heart!

At this moment, an even worse scene appeared in her eyes.

The shadow of blood escaped, and the air around it suddenly distorted.

"Boom ~~~~~~" formed a blood-red tornado in the air, vortex and flying, emitting a loud roar like wind and thunder.

Tianxue was breathing and almost unsteady on his feet.

The elders and disciples below all shouted loudly, "Blood Cultivation!"

The blood shadow was rapidly amplifying at the same time as it was shooting.

In the midst of a huge blood-colored tornado, a huge young human man approached him!

"It's you!" Tianxue saw Zhuge Hong's face clearly, and his heart sank.

All the monks below looked at the giant in amazement.

Law Phase!

They had never heard of anyone who could make the Dharma Heaven and Earth so huge.

Zhuge Hong stepped on the collapsed snow tower, and his huge feet occupied half of the snow valley.

In Zhuge Hong's eyes, they seem to have really become ants!