Just when the ugly old man was helping Chao Wendong break the original formation set up by Luo Chen, Xuetu, who was feeding the demon species with the souls of living people in the "Xiantian Demon Cave" in the forbidden land in the demon world, trembled all over and raised his head in disbelief.
.
"Crash."
He saw endless sticky blood mist flowing rapidly, filling the entire cave with lightning speed.
The mist was so thick that it was so dense that it was invisible to the eyes and unable to be penetrated by the mind.
"what happened?"
Xue Tu bowed and retreated, hoping to escape from the blood mist.
However, the next second, he fell straight from the air and lay on the ground with a ferocious look on his face.
"Why, why so?"
He exerted force with his hands and his eyes suddenly bulged.
Obviously, this sudden change was unexpected by him.
"Buzz."
The blood mist in the sky was layer upon layer, as if a giant stone had fallen from the sky, and the Demon Son Blood Slaughter spurted out blood, making him unable to move anymore.
"Father."
He screamed in terror and was forced to use the life-saving trump card of the seventh realm of the Semi-Saint.
The palm of his hand turned over and the jade slip exploded.
The blurry figure of the ugly old man condensed from the void, the law circulated around him, and his aura was powerful.
"Father, save me."
Xuetu hissed and roared, bleeding from seven holes, and looked more miserable than ever before.
"town."
An old voice came from the blurry figure of the ugly old man. He raised his hand forward and pointed out his five fingers one after another.
"Bang bang bang."
At the first finger, the blood mist rolled, like boiling water rising and falling.
With the second finger, the blood mist was forced to retreat, forming a square and smooth barrier.
With the third finger, the barrier cracked into pieces and fled back to the altar above the cave, turning into a shadow the size of a baby.
On the fourth finger, the shadow collapsed, leaving only a wisp of black light floating up and down.
On the fifth finger, the black light is divided into millions, and thousands of them escape into the void, disappearing in an instant.
"this......"
Xuetu suddenly raised his head and looked at the altar where the demon species was worshiped with twitching eyes.
Is there any trace of the demon species there?
Empty, empty.
The cave returned to its usual calm, as if nothing had happened.
Xue Tu climbed up from the ground with difficulty and rubbed his eye sockets vigorously.
After a while, he tremblingly touched the soul clone of the ugly old man that had not yet disappeared, and said with trembling teeth: "Father, the demon seed is gone, gone."
"baby......"
"The child is guilty. The child is sorry for the entrustment of his father."
"boom."
The blurry figure dimmed little by little, leaving the dull voice of the ugly old man mocking himself echoing in the cave: "I can't blame you for this, it's because my father was careless."
"After 30,000 years of worship, the demon species is no longer the remnants of the first ancestor."
"It opens up the mind and takes on a life of its own."
"I think it heard the conversation between my father and my son that day. It looked down on you, your mediocrely talented heir, and wanted to escape from the demon world and choose a new master."
"I......"
Sighing heavily, the ugly old man said in a melancholy tone: "Fate has its way with you, even if your father is the current Lord of the Demon Realm, I can't force it on your behalf."
"What a pity."
The voice gradually faded away until it completely stopped.
Xue Tu turned pale and staggered towards the altar.
His eyes were filled with hatred and his expression was stern as he said, "No, it won't happen."
"I am a devil from the devil world, with a cultivation level of the 18th level of a true immortal."
