Chapter 1189: The Demon Slave Leaves

"This is, Demon Source Blood Pool?"

The evil dust scatterer was originally sitting quietly and cultivating his vitality, but when he opened his eyes when he felt something abnormal, he immediately gasped. And all the people in the kingdom of God were equally appalled.

Especially the pure sea, his eyes were full of envy.

He is now about to cross the tribulation, and he can impact the Heavenly Demon Rank Karma at the highest. But if you don't have a demon source blood pool in your hand, how can you be qualified to be a big demon?

Zhuang Wudao was focused, ignoring the words and eyes of several people. At the edge of the kingdom of God, the power of all the purified evil creatures and resentful spirits were channeled into this blood crystal, so that it slowly hatched.

Just a moment, a blood-colored pool, right in front of Zhuang Wudao, gradually generated. The pool of blood was not deep, only three feet high, and it was full of scarlet liquid.

It is not like Zhuang Wudao imagined, the bloody breath is in the nose, but it exudes a faint fragrance.

In Zhuang Wudao's view, this is like a woman's placenta side, and the blood-colored liquid in it is also the purest life essence liquid.

With the passage of time, this Demon Source Blood Pool has expanded to seven hundred zhang square circle. At this time, both the power of the purified evil creatures and the power of the demon source blood pool itself had been exhausted.

However, Zhuang Wudao didn't care, the value of the few blood crystals in his hand appeared at this moment. In addition to supplying the rich blood element power, Zhuang Wudao also continuously input his divine power into the blood pool.

Before this 'Demon Source Blood Pool' was completed, it forcibly branded the mark belonging to the Vast Demon Lord.

From now on, any creature born in this blood pool will have his imprint within the Divine Soul Origin.

After about an hour, this 'Demon Source Blood Pool' finally expanded to a thousand zhang. At this point, the pool of blood no longer continues to grow, but continues to solidify the periphery. As a film of blood opens, it closes the inside and outside, forming a space that truly resembles a woman's placenta.

At this time, Zhuang Wudao's gaze was firmly fixed on a newborn fetal worm in the center of this blood pool.

Generally speaking, under normal circumstances, the 'Demon Source Blood Pool' will not produce Demon Worms in the stage that has just been completed. It is necessary to connect to the eye of reincarnation and completely integrate with the demon lord god kingdom in order to capture the reincarnated demon soul and generate fetal worms.

However, at this time, the fetal worm in Zhuang Wudao's eyes was a very special situation. This was what he had specially prepared for this fourth-order 'Demon Source Blood Pool'.

The golden pill of the demon house, the inner heaven and earth, and even the spirit of the primordial spirit, are all among them.

After the washing of the opening of the kingdom of God, it was absorbed by the 'Demon Source Blood Pool', and experienced the process of laying the foundation and growing of the blood pool.

This demon insect is inherently different from its kind. As soon as he was 'born', he reached the fifth order strength, and his own quality was extremely high.

If the qualifications of people are also divided according to the five levels of Renyuan, Kunyuan, Qianyuan, Xianyuan, and Shenyuan.

Then the qualifications of this demon insect in front of Zhuang Wudao are at least at the level of reaching the peak of the Immortal Yuan, which is infinitely close to the first pole of the Divine Yuan.

At this time, under the continuous infusion of Zhuang Wudao's blood element and divine power, this demon insect was constantly growing and growing.

First, it grew to the size of a 600-pound pig. Then countless blood streaks oozed out of the body, tightly wrapping his body into a ball, forming a huge blood cocoon.

After about half a moment, the blood cocoon had gradually faded, and a figure was born inside. Zhuang Wudao saw through with the eyes of the Bright Guanshi, and saw that the appearance of this figure was similar to the shape of a normal person, and there were no demons with blue-faced fangs. However, in the joints of his arms, there are sharp bone spurs like blades. Some of them look like sword demons, but their bodies are very different.

"It should be a war demon, one of the royal families of the demon clan. ”

Evil Dust sighed lightly and looked at it carefully: "This is the strongest one among the demon clans, and the demon lord is lucky." ”

The war demon is extremely rare in the Demon Abyss Demon Prison, and there is no one in ten thousand. I don't like to live in groups, I don't like to be in groups, and I mostly go alone on weekdays, but this does not affect its survival. It's just because this kind of demon clan is extremely strong in combat power, and it can make all demons avoid it. Even if it is a sword demon clan that is also a royal family, the war demon can often fight ten battles in one and is not afraid of group attacks.

Within the Demon Abyss, the Battle Demon race can be ranked in the top five, and within the Demon Hell, it can also be ranked among the top ten races.

The former is chaotic and has no rules, and when fighting, it is like a plate of loose sand, so the war demon can be like a fish in water. And the Demon Hell is extremely disciplined, and all races are working together to fight outside, and the battle array is strict, but the war demon can also rely on its strength to have a place.

The war demon continued to grow until it was twice the size of an adult, and then it stopped. However, he was still frantically absorbing the blood qi yuan power in the blood pool, as well as Zhuang Wudao's divine power, to support his crazy growth. The momentum was huge, as if it was about to completely suck out the life essence in this demon source blood pool.

And the qi of this war demon is also growing and expanding wildly, seventh, eighth, and ninth. At this point, there is no sign of stopping.

In the blink of an eye, it had been stabilized at the level of spirit and demon, which made Su Yunshen and everyone else couldn't help but look sideways.

I am all enlightened in my heart, but I am afraid that this is the confidence of Zhuang Wudao to dare to open up the kingdom of God in Wangqian Mountain, absorb almost all the essence of Demon Sheli, including the inner heaven and earth and the soul of Jindan, and then use the Demon Source Blood Pool to reincarnate and catalyze.

This war demon is equivalent to the rebirth of the demon house, and its strength is also similar. It may not be as good as when the Demon House was in its heyday, but it can at least be equivalent to more than ninety percent of the Demon House's combat power! It is equivalent to a Heavenly Immortal Peak whose strength is directly after that of the Yuan Immortal Realm.

Especially in this kingdom of gods, blessed by the divine power of the vast demon lord, the strength of this war demon will only rise to a higher level. It is enough to fight against a strongman of the level of Mo She Li and the Immortal of the Moon Court.

Zhuang Wudao also smiled at the corner of his lips, still looking at the war demon in this blood cocoon, as if he was looking at some peerless treasure.

When it grew to the extreme, the strength cultivation of the Spirit Demon Realm was completely stabilized, and this war demon finally stretched its body, broke the surrounding cocoons, and struggled out from within.

At first, his eyes were blank, he glanced around, and finally fixed on Zhuang Wudao's body. In the eyes of this war demon, wisdom and clarity began to appear, and he had already understood his own situation in an instant.

Without hesitation, this war demon knelt down in front of Zhuang Wudao and bowed deeply.

"The demon slave sees the Lord, please give the Lord a name!"

The Demon Source Blood Pool he was born in was owned by Zhuang Wudao, so he was naturally a slave of this person. There is a mark in the original god, and unless Zhuang Wudao falls, it will be difficult to get rid of it for the rest of his life.

"It's called the Demon Sheli, and that's what your past life was called—"

Zhuang Wudao glanced at the whole body of this war demon, and then bowed his head slightly with satisfaction. There is not the slightest taboo for the name of the Demon Sheli, and the demon insects born from the Demon Source Blood Pool need to be controlled by the owner of the Demon Source Blood Pool all their lives. It's stronger than the oath soul contract.

That's why there is a saying that life is better than death. All qiē are controlled by the superior and cannot be free.

This war demon inherited the spirit and golden pill of Mo Sheli, and naturally also preserved the memory of Mo Sheli before his death.

This is also one of Zhuang Wudao's means of preserving the magic house's combat power. Otherwise, a demon insect, even if he forcibly catalyzed it to the spirit and demon level at any cost, the strength it can exert is no more than Erer, but I am afraid that it is not even as good as the ordinary Mahayana realm.

Only by completely inheriting the memories of the Demon She before his death can he truly control his Dao Fruit and the power of the Law Domain.

"Leave the Devil?"

Mo Sheli's eyes were in a trance for a moment, as if he was remembering something, countless fragments flashed in his memory, and then a look of pain appeared in his pupils.

But in the end, Mo Sheli expelled all these distracting thoughts from his mind.

Lowering his head, Mo Sheli bowed deeply again: "Mo Sheli obeys the Lord's orders!"

No matter what his identity was in his previous life, how surprised he was, now he is just a demon slave in the hands of Zhuang Wudao-

What is the use of thinking about this when you are already a slave?I580