"Refining?"

Hao Yan's mind seemed to be exploded all of a sudden. He sensed the fatal crisis and immediately used all his strength to release the powerful world power. The blood evil god roared immediately, bursting out endless blood, and smashed the giant hand

Broken.

"Why?!"

Hao Yan wanted to know why the sect master he admired so much in the past would attack him mercilessly. With his tyrannical will, he would never be bewitched by a Sin Immortal of Immortal Nalan's level. What went wrong?

"It's a pity that you can't run away!"

The Blood Demon King is a saint-level strong man. He spreads his arms, and a huge ball formed by countless blood-colored chains appears in the void. It contains extremely strong filthy energy, and completely traps the Blood Demon God in it. He can break free.

No.

escape!

Hao Yan knew that even if he condensed ten more blood evil gods, they would not be able to match the sect master. What's more, he felt that the sect master's power seemed even weirder, especially that filthy power didn't look like a world power fairy at all.

It can be formed by tempering.

The Blood Fiend God roared and hit the giant, causing the countless chains to tremble, but they did not break.

"The Blood Evil Underworld God can not only be tempered by world power, but can also directly refine the physical body. I will not take away your soul, but I can defile it. At the same time, I can temper your physical body with the essence of the blood pool, allowing you to

Become my slave and become the true blood evil god of the underworld, hahahahaha!"

The Evil King's laughter echoed in the sky, which made Hao Yan feel his heart shake. He never knew that "Blood Evil**" could actually achieve this level.

Tsk!

There was a huge contraction, and endless filthy energy surged in, wrapping the Blood Demon God inside, immediately cutting off the soul connection with Hao Yan, as if it had directly swallowed up his world power.

At the same time, the Evil King stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Hao Yan's chest, directly piercing the armor and robes, piercing the flesh, and blood spurted out from behind.

Hao Yan tried his best to escape, but he had no chance of winning against a powerful person at the Saint Immortal level. Now his consciousness began to sink, his soul was dim, and he couldn't even form the thought of self-destructing the Yuan Shen Hai, so he could only let it be slaughtered by him.

The Blood Demon King's eyes narrowed, and masses of rich blood gushed out from all over his body, which contained extremely pure blood pool essence. It penetrated into the body along the wounds on the chest, and began to re-temper the organs, blood vessels, and bones.

Skin.

Hao Yan raised his head, and his veins were almost bursting. This kind of tempering pain was simply unbearable. Even Immortal Nalan who was standing aside felt terrified.

"I give you a filthy body so that you can go to the blood pool to practice and become a overlord in less than a thousand years. But from today on, you will completely surrender to me. I am your king!"

The voice of the Blood Demon King was like thunder, resounding in Hao Yan's mind, and the power of filth soon covered his soul.

His eyes gradually glowed with black and dirty blood, and he murmured: "I obey the king... I am the overlord of the generation!"

The Blood Demon King nodded and said with a smile: "Every seven days, you come to see me alone, and I will use the essence of the blood pool to continuously refine your body until the filthy body is fully grown."

Immortal Nalan on the side frowned and said: "Sir Evil King, instead of swallowing it directly, will you let it go back? Will there be any flaws?"

The Blood Evil King said in a deep voice: "Although the filthy body has been activated and the soul has sunk, it has not dissipated and the personality has not changed much. How could there be any flaws?"

Immortal Nalan said: "I see. If Haoyan is inside the Blood Demon Sect, we, Ten Thousand Beasts City, can defeat it in one fell swoop and bring more life sources to the Evil King."

The Blood Demon King said: "I have almost recovered now. It will probably take a few years before I can return to my peak state. There is no need to be afraid even if I encounter that monster again. My ultimate goal is to seize its life source.

This is the key to breaking through!”

Although Immortal Nalan didn't know how strong the demon was, he could injure the Blood Demon King to such an extent. He must be a super powerful person comparable to the Holy Immortal. He said: "Well, wait until the Evil King completely recovers.

First seize the Fengyun Ghost City, and then destroy the Blood Demon Sect. In this way, the City of Ten Thousand Beasts will dominate this area and continue to expand. In the future, it can even reach the level of the Seven Sinful Emperors!"

He had already made a plan in his mind. As long as he could embrace the Blood Demon King, Ten Thousand Beasts City would definitely have a chance to grow into one of the top Sin Immortal forces.

…

In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.

Black Eclipse is still in seclusion, and he doesn't know what the demon's body has been transformed into, while Yuan Futu has always stayed in the Corpse Soul Hall and has never taken a step out.

However, at this moment, the Corpse Soul Hall, which had been occupied by countless evil spirits, became empty again. Everywhere was in ruins, with bricks and tiles broken, and the ground collapsed. It was simply a scene after the end of the world, except for the remaining one hundred and ten.

The six soul-suppressing coffins were hung quietly in mid-air by chains, silent and motionless.

Yuan Futu's clothes were torn to pieces, and he sat cross-legged on the ground in a state of embarrassment. He used "Nascent Soul Divine Breath" to restore his exhausted soul. When the soul river was gradually filled, his eyes regained their radiance.

.

"The refining of the second soul-suppressing coffin is finally completed."

Yuan Futu couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart and activated the "Blood Evil **". Immediately, countless sword evil spirits exuding filthy air broke out of his body and floated around. After careful counting, the number actually reached more than two hundred.

road.

"If this continues, if you want to temper the Bleeding Evil Underworld God, you will have to reach at least the level of thousands of Sword Evils. Calculating this, I am afraid it will take at least ten years. I must make faster progress!

"

Yuan Futu looked heavy, stood up, raised his head and stared at the soul-suppressing coffins.

The evil souls sealed here are very powerful. They are at least equivalent to the cultivators of the Divine Soul Golden Immortal, and many of them have reached the level of Gang Immortal.

Using the Tiangang hand seal to suppress and refining with the blood river, Yuan Futu has achieved the ultimate in these two aspects. In terms of the Tiangang hand seal, he has even practiced the "Burning Immortal Seal" and "Tianji Seal", and his attack power is extremely powerful.

It is so tyrannical that one palm is enough to suppress hundreds of ghosts.

"No matter how much, if you don't push yourself, how will you know where the limit is!"

Yuan Futu became cruel and jumped up directly, his sword shot through the air and broke the restrictions on three soul-suppressing coffins in succession.

Boom!
Chapter completed!