Zhan Wuji frowned, remembering the words of Asura, the first demon god.
"There is no true God in this world!"
Could it be that this leader of the demon clan is a true god?
"You have my blood in your body, could you be my descendant?"
The demon god murmured to himself.
Zhan Wuji said nothing, and the four pairs of wings behind his back suddenly flapped.
"Devil's Wings!"
"It's indeed mine!"
And Zhan Wuji gradually attracted the attention of the devil.
"What?"
Zhan Wuji pondered.
"My blood is flowing in your body, don't you know?"
The devil doesn't know this.
"Um."
"Your bloodline is not completely Sun Xing, it is far from enough."
"But how strong are you? I can't see your cultivation level."
That god looked down upon him. Considering his cultivation level, he still retained his own bloodline, which was really a waste of nature.
Zhan Wuji curled his lips.
"What's your cultivation level?"
The devil continued.
"Ancient God Realm." Jian Wushuang murmured, but his eyes were directed at Jian Wushuang.
Zhan Wuji responded.
"Ancient God Realm?" Jian Wushuang was startled, but then he was startled again.
"You alone are worthy of being called a god?"
This time, he was really confused.
Zhan Wuji suddenly realized that a long time had passed in this world, and it was very common that no one knew about this world.
"Are you...are you dead? Or..."
"Dead? What a joke!"
"I am an invincible being. There are only a few people in this world who can defeat me. Why do I die?"
The Lord of the Monster Clan sneered.
"Still alive?"
This time, it was an old man.
"Could it be that the gods and demons are not real gods?"
Zhan Wuji frowned deeply. If he is not dead, then the so-called real god may not be accurate, or this god is not the real god.
However, this demon lord is the earliest demon in the world. If this demon lord is not real, then how old is this real god?
"My blood is flowing in your body, which is a good qualification. Otherwise, you would not be able to carry my blood. I will give this drop of divine blood to you."
Zhan Wuji's puzzled eyes only focused on that monster beast.
"Demon King, why are you here?"
Zhan Wuji didn't answer anything, but instead asked.
"Me? I also forgot that I have my own shadow in every plane. I don't know where that plane is. I don't even know what you say."
"But one thing is, I am still alive."
The demon god slowly spoke.
Zhan Wuji also nodded. He looked at the Demon God and said, "I wonder, is there something real? Is it true?"
Zhan Wuji asked with a flash of his eyes.
This is his biggest concern now.
"God?"
"I don't understand what you mean by 'truth', I am really 'truth'!"
"A god who dominates a world!"
The demon uttered two words.
Zhan Wuji took a look at the demon's face. He didn't seem to be panicked. Besides, he didn't suspect that he was lying, so there was no need for it.
The only explanation is that everyone in the world thinks he is a real god, but they don't know his name.
In addition, those true gods have not completely disappeared, and the life of Asura has only been seen in ancient books, which does not have much authenticity.
"What are you thinking? Didn't you hear me?"
"This is my blood. Since my blood is flowing in your body, I will give it to you."
The devil continued.
"In that case, I'll thank you first!"
Zhan Wuji gently cupped his hands as a greeting.
"My divine blood can transform your body. Your strength is too weak. When you recover, you can see my true form."
The devil continued.
"We meet again?"
Zhan Wuji raised his head slightly.
"How can I say this? I told you, I'm not dead!"
Zhan Wuji has been talking about whether he will be killed, will he be killed?
"Yeah...I know, I know."
"I have a question in my mind, can you answer it for me?"
The demon god waved his hand, somewhat impatiently.
"Could it be that the demons and us humans are still allies?"
Zhan Wuji replied unhurriedly.
His expression suddenly changed and his eyes turned red!
"How do you say this?"
Even his voice changed, with a hint of madness!
Zhan Wuji naturally saw that things this time did not seem to be very harmonious.
So, why would Ming Shura say that people and demons were very close in those days?
What exactly is right?
After thinking for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhan Wuji's mouth.
"No, I'm thinking about it if they can really cooperate."
"Impossible!" he said with a solemn expression.
Before Zhan Wuji could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the demon god.
"If you accept this drop of divine blood from me, there will never be harmony between the worlds of humans and demons!"
That drop of God's blood was pushed towards Zhan Wuji by him.
Before Zhan Wuji could say anything more, he was enveloped by a demonic force.
Then, he disappeared.
"Why is this monster clan so violent?"
"I just said it casually."..."
Zhan Wuji was speechless, and divine blood began to gather in his hands.
"Would you like to start right away?"
Zhan Wuji muttered softly.
However, before Zhan Wuji could think about it, that drop of God's blood had already penetrated into Zhan Wuji's chest!
The blood of God surrounded his demonic core and was then injected into his demonic core.
Planted in his heart!
"Puff! Puff!"
Following the pulsation of that heart, a terrifying demonic power immediately enveloped Zhan Wuji's entire body!
The whole world is covered by demonic power!
At this time, Zhan Wuji's appearance had completely changed, and the four pairs of wings behind him were slowly flapping.
"Ah!" A shrill scream.
Zhan Wuji roared angrily, and two pairs of demon wings grew out from Zhan Wuji's back.
Immediately afterwards, two pairs of demon wings sprouted from Zhan Wuji's back!
Now Zhan Wuji has eight demon wings behind him!
Those wings are no longer the same wings as before, but have been nourished by the blood of the Demon Ancestor, and have become a pair of more powerful wings!
"It doesn't hurt?"
Zhan Wuji was shocked and confused. The blood of the ancestral demon in his body had long been completely integrated with the seed.
Apart from the four pairs of divine and demonic wings growing out of his back, Zhan Wuji felt no other pain.
Although it was only a slight pain, Zhan Wuji didn't feel anything, but his strength had increased exponentially.
"This drop of God's blood is really a good thing. I won't provoke that devil anymore. Maybe..."
Maybe we can get some more from him."
"Alas!" Jiang Chen sighed.
Zhan Wuji sighed, looking helpless.
This time, he was careless and did not deceive the demon god.
Zhan Wuji slowly raised his head and prepared to leave.