"Just let our bloodlines connect." A voice came from the black figure: "Although my legacy has been silent and dried up, the blood of the demons is not destroyed. You and I have the same source as the demons, and we can be integrated."

"Oh." Chen Luoyang nodded, and a faint light extended from his fingertips, which looked like a sharp blade. He first provoked the fingertips of a black portrait.

Then, he seemed to break a small hole automatically on his own fingertips.

Blood beads slowly oozing out.

The fingertips of the black portrait were broken and there was no blood at the beginning.

It seems like a statue that is truly lifeless.

But when Chen Luoyang touched his fingers, the black portrait suddenly shook.

From his fingertips, black blood also oozed out.

The bloodlines of the two sides converge, and under the leadership of Chen Luoyang, it seems that a stable cycle has begun to be established.

"That's exactly..." A low voice came from the black portrait.

But at this moment, Chen Luoyang's heart suddenly fluctuated.

A different picture appeared in his mind.

One black storm after another rushed towards him.

Chen Luoyang felt as if he suddenly turned into a lonely boat in the sea, and could be knocked over by huge waves at any time.

There were nine huge waves in total, and a huge demon god stood on each wave.

The demon god was extremely vicious and bully. Nine huge waves rolled up like white bones, a sea of ​​blood or a sky full of thunder and fire, and rushed towards Chen Luoyang with great momentum.

The nine demon gods opened their mouths and roared at the same time, and vaguely gathered into a sound, which was filled with the sound of the demon, and was sharp and noisy.

"Haotu of Shenzhou, I'm back!"

Chen Luoyang curled his lips: "Tsk, I know..."

When I was on Blue Star, so many novels were not in vain...

In Chen Luoyang's soul consciousness, nine black huge waves rushed towards him.

More importantly, in the real world outside, the gods and demons who had obediently obediently followed Chen Luoyang's orders suddenly flashed with black lights.

These black lights seemed to be shackles and cages, imprisoning Chen Luoyang.

No wonder, the other party was the original owner of this thing.

Successors are at best competing with competitors of their contemporaries, and no one can go back and get along with the founder who disappeared early.

Under the black light of the gods and demons, the black person looked like the black light flashing in his pupils, even more intense.

He looked at Chen Luoyang.

The black lights merged and connected together between the four eyes. Chen Luoyang couldn't even turn his eyes away.

In the spiritual world, he is surrounded by black tides.

However, Chen Luoyang was not surprised when things changed.

A dark golden light suddenly lit up in the dark sea.

Then, an ancient god who was even more powerful and domineering than the nine demon gods on the waves appeared.

Nine black waves hit the ancient god, shattering on the spot without any effect.

“……………Divine Blood?!Chiyou?”

The other party shouted fiercely.

The sound was full of incredible and incredible.

Above Chi Youxiang's head, a pitch-black treasure pot with dense dark gold patterns appearing on the surface.

"What's this?" Fei Chen was furious, but he did not lose his calmness.

He gave up decisively in order to protect himself in the end.

In the real world, the black man seemed to be shaking all over, and the black light flashed.

He intends to withdraw his gaze.

But at this moment, Chen Luoyang's pupils had turned into dark gold, and he firmly sucked the black light in the eyes of the black portrait.

Fei Chen made a quick decision to inspire the last power.

"Kakukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

Cracked cracks appeared on his remains.

Finally it broke completely.

A black light flew out from it and rushed towards the strange mirror.

This is the retreat that Fei Chen reserved for himself.

But this strange mirror seemed to become ordinary at this moment, just like an ordinary mirror, and had no response to Fei Chen's actions.

The black light circled on the mirror, unable to enter the door.

Fei Chen was inexplicably surprised.

Chen Luoyang's eyes flashed with a dark golden light, and he pulled the black light back.

The light disappeared, and Fei Chen reappeared in Chen Luoyang's consciousness world.

Accompanied by a scream, before Fei Chen could move further, he and the black light were involuntarily sucked into the mysterious black pot.

Fei Chen tried to struggle, but the black light disappeared after being swept into the black pot.

Immediately afterwards, Fei Chen himself sank into the mouth of the pot.

The plasma instantly disappeared and swallowed it.

The lid of the pot is closed, and the dark golden light shines.

The black pot swayed slightly for a few times and then returned to quiet.

The black ocean and the dark golden Chiyou appearance had disappeared at this time.

After just a moment of storm, everything returned to peace, as if nothing had happened.

Only that mysterious black pot was quietly placed in Chen Luoyang's mind.

Chen Luoyang breathed out.

Fixed.

He had a headache in his mind and the black pot lid was opened again.

Chen Luoyang was ready to beat his hands.

Now, you should have gained a lot, right?

But when he saw the pot clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The total amount of blood-red diaprite, as before, did not increase.

Fei Chen was not seen.

Where is the person?

If the blood-red nectar has not increased, then where did this thing bring the founder of Ben Cult?

At this moment, it was the turn of Master Chen, the second monk, who was confused.

If you have to say something different, it is that the dark gold pattern on the surface of the black pot seems to be less dense than before, and is a little sparse than before.

Chen Luoyang scratched his head a little.

Is this considered that the power loss of the black pot has been weakened, or is it more advanced than before?

This result made Chen Luoyang laugh and cry.

He even had some doubts, was this Fei Chen's trick? The winner was actually the other party?

Or maybe Fei Chen escaped from his shell and hid quietly?

He guessed that Fei Chen had bad intentions.

But I never expected this to be the result.

Chen Luoyang shook his head and let go of his thoughts of scaring himself.

The dark golden light in his pupils faded away, and the black light reappeared.

Looking around, the dark figure had turned into a pile of real dust and no longer existed.

But it was obviously much thicker than before, and it surrounded the gods and demons, and then slowly entered it.

The God and Demon Order has returned to peace and no longer has any abnormal movements.

Holding it in his hand, Chen Luoyang felt that this thing was obviously a little heavier than before.

He first carefully checked the God and Demon Order so that Fei Chen would not make trouble in this regard again.

This time there seems to be no problem anymore.

Chen Luoyang looked around and saw a red color in front of him.

The earth fire lava below is much more fierce than just now. It should be because the previous abnormal movement of the gods and demons has affected Zhurong’s Heaven Burning Formation, causing the earth fire to become more fierce.

The black man no longer exists, and it seems that there is only the gods and demons in his hand and the surging earth fire below, proving that there has just been a thrilling battle between souls and souls here.

The storm came suddenly and quickly dissipated.

Chen Luoyang's frown did not relax.

Just now, the first leader of the Demon Sect seemed to have known the blood of gods and demons, but he knew nothing about the mysterious black pot.

Isn’t the black pot a treasure passed down by Fei Chen, the first generation leader?
Chapter completed!