"Hmph, what immortal karma, what immortal dao? It's up to you, and it's also worthy?" Zheng Huiling scolded very shamelessly: "I see, your current strength is not your own." What qualifications do you have to make a big deal here?!"

Zheng Huiling could see clearly that Hong Zhanyuan could suddenly have such a powerful power, and with a cultivation that was not even in the late stage of condensation, he suddenly obtained a power that was almost no less than that of Jin Dan. It's so abnormal. There must be some secret in it.

Hong Zhanyuan obviously hadn't fully adapted to the mysterious power he had just obtained, his entire body was slightly swollen, and his skin was slightly cracked, looking extremely unstable, as if it might explode at any time. Although Hong Zhanyuan enjoyed the pleasure of absolute strength very much, he also endured the pain of not knowing his own strength and being difficult to control, beyond the ability of his body to bear.

Therefore, Hong Zhanyuan is now in pain and happy. Obviously, he enjoyed the power he had never been more than ever, and he didn't care if he could fully control it. Even if he died in the end, he did not hesitate to do it.

His hideous and terrifying face, although he was twitched by the pain of his body from time to time, his eyes were fierce and firm, glowing with bursts of blood, full of infinite greedy thirst for power.

And Lin Xiaohong also has the strength to be comparable to Hong Zhanyuan. Look at Lin Xiaohong's strange outfit and monster-like body. That must have been a power that wasn't supposed to be him.

However, Lin Xiaohong did not have the discomfort of a powerful force like Hong Zhanyuan, and seemed to be able to bear it completely. It's more like he's been invaded by demons, so he changes his body structure and becomes a demon.

Lin Xiaohong's eyes were still blood-red and cloudy at this time. Obviously, he was not fully awake, but he came here by relying on a thought in his heart and his love for Zheng Huiling. No one can hurt Zheng Huiling. Senior Sister Zheng is Lin Xiaohong's reverse scale.

Lin Xiaohong didn't say a word, and stared at Hong Zhanyuan with red eyes. As long as Hong Zhanyuan dares to touch Zheng Huiling's hair again, he will definitely bear Lin Xiaohong's monstrous anger and never die. Only when Lin Xiaohong's gaze fell on Zheng Huiling's body would it become softer.

"Hmph, Zheng Huiling, you are a little foundation building early stage monk. How do you know what true power is?" Hong Zhanyuan clenched his fists, felt the wonderful power in his body, and sneered: "Only when you really get this supreme power will you know how ignorant and small you were before. Only with great power can all people be trampled under their feet, and can they be obeyed and worshiped by everyone. Hahahaha...... I now have the power that countless people have dreamed of. I will become a generation of strong people who surpass my teachers and surpass all the monks in the human world. Hahahaha...... All men will eventually fall to their knees and bow at my feet, hahaha......"

"Lin Xiaohong, no matter what monster you have become and what power you have gained, you are destined to be my stepping stone today, and the supreme immortal industry of my generation of kings!" Hong Zhanyuan roared almost madly while constantly improving his strength.

I saw that Hong Zhanyuan's body continued to expand, his muscles quickly became thicker, and his lines became clearer and clearer. In the blink of an eye, Hong Zhanyuan became a muscular man more than a foot tall. However, because the power in the body was too strong, Hong Zhanyuan's body was supported by blood-red cracks, and the wriggling of flesh and blood could be seen completely, which looked extremely terrifying.

Despite this, the flesh and blood did not gush out because of this, and remained intact on Hong Zhanyuan's body. Hong Zhanyuan did not feel a trace of discomfort, but was inexplicably excited by the rising power.

At the same time, all those blood-red short swords that were not stopped by Lin Xiaohong were inserted into the throats of the other eighty sacrificial monks, and the Blood Sacred Sacrifice Secret Technique was still used, but it was not as perfect as in the whole plan.

Countless pieces of blood flowed out, dyeing all eighty black stone pillars red, and suddenly each black stone pillar emitted a dazzling red light, rushing directly towards the sky.

"Boy, what are you waiting for? The Blood Sacrifice is about to be cast, and it's one step away. You don't hurry up and kill him. If you ruin the old man's plan, don't you still want to get the old man's inheritance?" a cold and strange voice came out of Hong Zhanyuan's body.

Hong Zhanyuan immediately couldn't help but shudder in his body, and was poured cold water on his originally arrogant heart by this mysterious and eerie voice. Suddenly let him see his situation clearly, and his current strength is with the help of this mysterious ancestor. He will also rely on this ancestor in the future, if he can't complete the ancestor's task, he can't make the ancestor satisfied. His future immortal journey will not be so smooth, and his future is worrying.

Fortunately, this ancestor exists in the form of a soul, and the soul itself has no power, and it has to rely on Hong Zhanyuan's body to be able to exert its power. Therefore, Lao Zucai made a deal with Hong Zhanyuan to give Hong Zhanyuan the promise of immortal inheritance, and reached an agreement with Hong Zhanyuan. Accept Hong Zhanyuan as a disciple and help him complete his plan.

Now the plan is about to be implemented, and it seems that it is about to be carried out normally, but this one of the-stirring sticks Lin Xiaohong appeared. How could the ancestor let Lin Xiaohong ruin his own big thing. So the ancestor had to make a statement to remind Hong Zhanyuan.

Hong Zhanyuan's hands danced slowly, and his mana was running rapidly, improving rapidly. A red phantus slowly condensed from behind him as his hands danced. The phantom is more than forty feet tall, slowly solidifying, becoming more and more real.

This phantage is the appearance of a giant blood demon. This kind of blood demon Lin Xiaohong and Zheng Huiling have never seen before, and at first glance it is the most high-level blood demon. Covered in blood red, condensed into blood-red spiked armor, extremely fierce and majestic.

Hong Zhanyuan clasped his palms together, and the huge blood demon suddenly opened his mouth and roared: "Kill!"

The sound was like thunder, suddenly piercing the sky, shaking the surrounding blood mist to dissipate one after another.

In the eyes of the array around the Ancient Relic Array, more than forty Ancestral Demon Soul Pawns who had been standing still, like soldiers who had heard the order, immediately shot up into the air and shot towards Lin Xiaohong.

They want to directly remove Lin Xiaohong, the unstable factor that has disturbed the good things of the ancestor. Therefore, Hong Zhanyuan sent all the living forces out to besiege Lin Xiaohong at one time.

I saw a circular ancient relic array with a diameter of one hundred and twenty zhang, and black dots shot out one by one around it. Each of the Ancestral Demon Soul Pawns has the strength equivalent to that of a Jindan monk. Mysterious power poured out around their bodies, enveloping them tightly and turning them into black shadows.

appeared in front of Lin Xiaohong in an instant, Lin Xiaohong's face did not change and was extremely calm and calm, showing the calm and sophistication that Lin Xiaohong rarely has, quickly turned into an abstract spirit beast, constantly changing his body shape, and a pair of sharp claws were like a steel blade magic weapon, frequently striking out.

Bang Bang ......

Every time it collided, a black shadow was immediately slapped away by Lin Xiaohong's palm. Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiaohong's wings moved lightly, changed his position again, and slammed his claws again.

More than forty ancestral demon soul pawns are not good, for example, they were slapped away by Lin Xiaohong's palm, but they were safe and sound, immediately stabilized their figures, and rushed back again.

Black shadows crossed the air, and the dark red Lin Xiaohong kept walking through the black shadows, killing them again and again. In just a few breaths, Lin Xiaohong didn't know how many times she had shot, and she had shot countless black shadows. And those ancestral demon soul pawns were not able to hit Lin Xiaohong's body at once.

More than forty ancestral demon soul pawns attacked to besiege and kill Lin Xiaohong, but Hong Zhanyuan did not directly attack Lin Xiaohong. He was staring at Zheng Huiling, his body moved slightly, and immediately flashed, and sharp nails had appeared in front of Zheng Huiling's eyes.

Hong Zhanyuan wants to activate this Heaven Sacrifice Demon Pillar and complete the ongoing Blood Refining Holy Sacrifice. Now that Lin Xiaohong is being dragged by the ancestral demon soul pawn, Hong Zhanyuan can easily kill Zheng Huiling and complete the blood sacrifice.

Without Lin Xiaohong's protection, Zheng Huiling was suddenly in danger again, and her life hung by a thread.