"Hahaha...... Yes, this seat feels that another Blood God Son is about to mature, so when the ninety-nine eighty-one Blood God Sons are gathered, this God can break through this damn seal, Haoyun Old Dao, once this God breaks through, he will sacrifice your entire Haoyun Realm with blood, in order to vent the pain of this God being sealed for a thousand years!"

A wild laugh was transmitted in the depths of an underground, only to see a huge formation running in this unknown underground, and above the formation, there were eighteen Demon Suppression Pillars towering, and the eighteen Demon Suppression Pillars exuded amazing energy, and the whole body was cast by Mohan Spirit Jade, and it was even more depicted with dense formations.

And on the periphery of the formation, there is a blood-colored formation that is constantly rotating, and on it, there are monks constantly adding pieces of materials to it, so that the power of the formation gradually increases, and these monks who arrange the formation are all some righteous monks, these people are numb, dull, silent, and silently working.

On top of this blood-colored formation, countless pitch-black pillars were also arranged, depicting evil runes, and the runes circulated to manifest bloodthirsty demons and let out piercing screams.

Counting carefully, these pitch-black pillars are exactly eighty-one, and at this time, on top of more than seventy of them, there are black-robed figures, these black-robed figures are shrouded in black robes all over their bodies, faintly from the eyes flowing in the shadows, shooting out a dazzling blood-colored light, and a bloody aura permeates the body.

As this wild laughter resounded underground, the silent formation suddenly roared, bursting into brilliant light, and then a painful roar came out of the formation.

"Ahh......hh The abominable Holy Light Formation, the abominable Celestial Clan, I didn't expect that the high-ranking race would actually cooperate with the old Dao of Haoyun!

The roar spread far away, and even the ground that was not known how thick it was was shaking, but the Holy Light Formation did not move at all, it was still like an annual ring, and it seemed to be running for eternity.

On the shaking ground, a huge palace sat on it, and figures flew out one after another, rushing towards the vast land in the distance. And with the shaking of the earth, the palace burst into spiritual light, exuding a unique atmosphere that belongs to the best treasures, which is actually a rare palace magic weapon.

A figure appeared in the palace in an instant, this person was dressed in a black robe, embroidered with nine miserable white skulls around him, the cold aura was permeated, as if he was a zombie crawling out of the grave, and a half-step phase realm cultivation burst out, making the busy monks in the palace crawl to the ground in an instant.

"Welcome to the Nine Skull Ancestors!"

The monk lying on the ground, whether it was the Mana Realm or the Dao Fetal Realm, all looked afraid, buried his head deeply, and said respectfully.

Swish!

The Nine Skull Ancestor's dry palm instantly poked out, and a panicked figure was brought up in front of him with a claw, and the Nine Skull Ancestor stared at the Dao Fetal Early Stage Monk in front of him with a pair of dancing cold and flaming eyes, and the voice seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, and the faint sounded: "You are afraid of me?"

"Ancestor, I'...... I, my subordinates don't dare!" The monk was terrified, his face pale, his speech incoherent, and his body trembled like chaff.

"Don't be afraid, you'll die!"

The Nine Skull Ancestor laughed fiercely, with a little force in his hand, the monk in his hand exploded into a cloud of blood mist, which was swallowed by the Nine Skull Ancestor, as if it was an aftertaste, standing quietly for a while, the Nine Skull Ancestor glanced at it, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Let's get on with things. The cold voice echoed in the palace, but the figure of the Nine Skulls Ancestor disappeared.

Swish!

The figure of the Nine Skulls Ancestor disappeared, and two Jindan Realm monks appeared in the palace, one of them had a gloomy face and waved his hand at everyone, and everyone hurriedly left the palace as if they had escaped from the palace. Then this person looked at the other person and said, "Senior Brother Chen, can you just let this person of the Nine Skulls come like this? These sect disciples are carefully selected by us to enter this void battlefield, if this person is allowed to be damaged at will, it is difficult to guarantee that our sect will not be in the future, and besides, what this person has done has made these disciples have some resentment against the sect, and if it is not handled well, it will also be a big hidden danger!"

The monk who was called Senior Brother Chen glanced at his junior brother inexplicably, and said meaningfully: "Senior Brother Liu, this matter is a matter hand-picked by the Supreme Elder, even if you and I are dissatisfied, it will be useless, if you are listened to by the Nine Skulls, I am afraid that I will offend this half-step phase realm in vain."

A few disciples are damaged, and it doesn't matter at all before the major events of the sect, and the nine skeletons seem to be arrogant, but they are also very measured, and those disciples who are expected to be in the Jindan realm never move. As for those disciples who died, they could only count their lives bad. ”

Senior Brother Liu's face changed for a while when he heard this, and then he sighed: "It has to be like this, but what is the sect doing here? Senior Brother Chen, you and Elder Chen Taishang are clan relatives, can you know some inside information? To be honest, Senior Brother was sent to this place of the Void Battlefield, and he had long wanted to go out to find an opportunity, but he didn't dare to leave his post without permission, it was really uncomfortable!"

"Heh! It's better that the junior brother still doesn't know about this matter. When Senior Brother Chen heard this, he laughed and shook his head.

"The junior brother will guard here first, and go to check it out for the elder brother. ”

Senior Brother Liu looked at the figure that flashed out of the hall, but his face was gloomy.

"Who's going to dare to destroy the Blood Son of the Gods?"

An angry roar burst out in the underground space again, and those numb righteous monks were blasted out by the impact of a shock wave, vomiting blood one after another!

Swish!

The figure of the Nine Skulls Ancestor was revealed, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he bowed to the center of the formation and said, "Lord Blood God, what's wrong?"

"Someone has destroyed a blood god son who is about to take shape!" As soon as these words came out, the body of the nine skeletons trembled slightly, and there was a flash of shock on the invisible face, and Senior Brother Chen, who came in later, also looked horrified.

Destroying the Blood God Son? That is something that even the Haoyun Zhenren, who was known as the first person in the Haoyun Realm, could not do, and even invited the monks of the Heavenly Human Race to use the Holy Light Purification to destroy the Blood God Son. And at this time, there is actually an existence in the Haoyun Realm that can destroy the Blood God Son?

......

At this time, Fang Ling looked at the ugly face of the cloud madness on the opposite side with a sneer, and at this time, the True Yuan Ding in Fang Ling's hand burst out with an amazing suction, pulling the blood babies one by one into the True Yuan Ding.

And the True Yuan Fire that had refined a trace of the Sun God Core almost carried a trace of immortal aura, Fang Ling didn't know what the power of the Purple Mansion Fire of the Pure Yang Realm cultivator was, but with his intuition, Fang Ling felt that the power was not as powerful as the True Yuan Fire at that time!

A blood baby was pulled into the True Yuan Ding, and just as he wanted to make a move, a True Yuan Fire instantly enveloped it, and the red with a hint of golden flame burned the blood baby like a soldering iron. The blood baby suddenly let out a piercing scream, constantly struggling, puffs of white smoke kept rising, and the blood baby continued to shrink and weaken, and after a while, a blood baby was refined into a drop of liquid that emitted amazing energy.

Immediately after that, another blood baby fell into the True Yuan Ding, and with a dragon groan, Chi You's figure flashed out, and without waiting for Fang Ling to urge the True Yuan Fire, he burst the blood baby into his abdomen in one bite.

"Haha...... There is actually a hint of the taste of the blood god, not bad! Not bad! Boy, is there any? If there are a hundred or ten, this demon god can condense the essence blood of the demon god, and it will also be good for you at that time!"