In the endless darkness.

The blood seemed to dye the sky red.

Pieces of blood mist slowly floated up, blending into the bodies of demons or monsters, quickly burning away the black runes in their bodies. And forming a thin layer of mysterious blood film on their souls, completely covering their bodies.

Soul, so that the black curse on the soul cannot spread.

This surprised Feng Qingyan, and he felt a little pleasantly surprised.

And at this time.

Regardless of whether they were demons or monsters, they all took off their monster bodies and returned to their human bodies, and their consciousness gradually regained consciousness.

"Greetings to the Emperor!"

"Greetings to the Emperor!"

The original demons were all extremely excited, with tears in their eyes, and they knelt down respectfully to Feng Qingyan.

Even though Feng Qingyan was below them.

But he still knelt down and worshiped.

Sincerely convinced.

"You don't have to be polite."

Feng Qingyan smiled and said, his face looked even paler. After all, blood was bled from time to time, and once he did it, he didn't know how much, as if he didn't need money.

How much blood mist is needed for more than two million monsters?

Although a drop of blood can turn into a large piece of blood mist, which can burn away the curses in thousands of monsters.

But there are too many monsters.

now.

He looked up and saw that the blood mist had only covered most of the monsters, and he still had to continue bleeding.

He didn't think much and continued to take out drops of blood from his chest.

Pieces of blood mist rose up, like blooming flowers of prosperity, burning away countless weird curses.

And above him, countless demons who had recovered were kneeling down with tears in their eyes.

They knelt motionless.

"Greetings to the Emperor!"

"Greetings to the Emperor!"

One by one, the recovered demons knelt down willingly, and trembling thanks came down one after another.

Like a wave.

Feng Qingyan just looked on with a smile and continued to draw blood.

"Your Majesty, don't take any more blood." A demon king said with a trembling voice, his mind was shaking violently, and he was deeply shocked.

How much effort did the emperor put in?

If we continue to remove it, can the emperor's heart still be able to bear it?

If the emperor's heart withers after all his hard work is taken, wouldn't the emperor be in danger? The emperor is the last hope of their demon clan. Moreover, the emperor actually took his own blood for their demon clan, which really makes him feel so grateful.

Not only do I admire you from my heart, but I also admire you from my soul.

Although they respect the man in white in front of them as their emperor, the emperor is not a member of their demon clan.

In fact, they are complete strangers.

A stranger risking his own life to break the curses in their bodies one by one, how to prevent their souls from being shaken?

"Emperor, don't take any more blood."

"Emperor!"

Countless demons said with trembling voices.

"It's nothing, it's just a few drops of blood." Feng Qingyan said calmly, but as he continued to take it, no blood came out of his chest, as if all the blood had been taken out.

His hand was still on his chest, but the blood from his heart still didn't flow out.

All the hard work has been done.

"Finished."

At this moment, he finally realized that all his hard work had been taken.

His body swayed slightly.

His face was as pale as paper.

"Emperor!"

"Emperor!"

Countless demons said in horror, looking at Feng Qingyan's chest in shock.

The Emperor has finished taking all his hard work!

The Emperor has devoted all his efforts for them!

This this……

Their souls were deeply shaken, and their tears could not be controlled.

Moreover, this scene was deeply imprinted in their minds. A figure in white continued to draw blood from their hearts to break the curse in their bodies...

"Although there is no hard work, there is still blood in the body, so he will recover." Feng Qingyan smiled and glanced above, "Unfortunately, there is still nearly a quarter that has not recovered."

"Emperor, that's enough, that's enough."

An old demon king said with tears in his eyes, still kneeling respectfully in the air, "Our despicable lives are not worthy of the Emperor. Please take care of the Emperor's body."

"The emperor is so benevolent and righteous that we will never forget him forever!"

"The emperor will live forever as the emperor of my demon clan!"

Countless demons were moved.

Feng Qingyan just smiled and waited. He didn't want to talk at the moment. He felt so tired that he didn't even bother to move. Although he didn't know how much emperor's blood he took out, his blood almost dyed the devil's abyss and the sky red...

…

At this moment he is still falling.

The Demonic Abyss seems to be truly bottomless, and it has not fallen to the end yet.

He didn't have any strength at all, so he closed his eyes and let his body fall slowly. There would always be a moment when the end would come...

In the sky above him.

The demon was still kneeling, looking at the figure in white below with great heartache.

They saw that their emperor had exhausted all his efforts and was unable to close his eyes at this moment, without any strength...

"Is he the emperor?"

"The emperor is just tired."

"The emperor will be fine. The emperor is the emperor of our demon clan and the hope of our demon clan. The emperor will be fine..."

The demons who had recovered from the monster looked at the figure in white below in shock.

They didn't know much about the Emperor, they only knew that it was the figure in white below who broke the curse in their bodies with his blood.

However, from the moment they recovered, their souls seemed to have surrendered.

It's not false surrender.

It is a heartfelt surrender, a willing surrender.

They never thought that a person who was not a demon would be so righteous as to use his own efforts to break the curse in their bodies.

How righteous is this?

There were nearly two million monsters. At this moment, more than one million monsters have recovered, returned to their bodies, and regained their consciousness.

There are more than a hundred demon kings here and nearly two thousand great demons...

But at this moment.

They all hung in the air and knelt down to worship.

Still motionless.

The figure in white clothes below closed her eyes gently, her face was as pale as paper, and she looked extremely tired and without any strength.

It seems that an ordinary person can defeat him.

but.

In their hearts, the Emperor is invincible.
To be continued...