Burial Moon Valley.

Nine Nether Caves.

Under the reflection of the dark blue flame, Yin Yan's cold face looked slightly solemn. He never expected that the magic treasure that was achieved by someone using the method of "blood refining" to merge the two evil things that are rare in the world would be so difficult. He first sacrificed and refined with the "Golden Armor Corpse King" for a long time, and then personally took the lead in the formation and burned it with the underworld fire, but he still couldn't break it quickly.

The "blood-sucking bead" and the "soul-capturing rod" were originally evil and could not coexist. However, at the critical moment of survival, they could use the blood to refine the medium to generate and hold back the fire of the dark fire!

The crack on the blood-sucking bead is true.

But Yin Yan controlled the large array and burned with more violent Nether Fire. The crack on the blood-devouring bead was still as usual for several days, without any change.

The old servant Gu Yi stood at the entrance of the cave, looking nervous.

Although Yin Yan did not blame him at all, it was an indisputable fact that his face became more and more ugly day by day. This made Gu Yi feel like he was carrying a huge pressure like a mountain, and he stood at the entrance for half a step and dared not move. He looked at the short stick on the blue flame with his eyes, and looked through the autumn water and hoped that the magic weapon would be destroyed.

The regret in the old servant's heart surged like a tide, filling his chest.

If I had known this thing was so tough, why did I report it in advance? I would have lost my life and innocently impressed me! Thinking of the palace master's cold and ruthless personality, even the old servant who had been following the clothes for many years could not help but feel cold in his heart and trembled!

Perhaps the old servant's secret prayer took effect.

On the dark blue flame, the short handle that was calmly flashing dark light suddenly trembled suddenly. In a vague way, another crisp sound came from it. Yin Yan, whose mind was always locked on the short stick, instantly noticed the strangeness of the short stick, and the gloomy expression on his face instantly became vivid and gradually showed surprise.

Sure enough, that's not an illusion!

The blood-devouring beads and soul-catching rods are no longer the strange things in the world, but they cannot withstand the fire of the underworld. After all, the fire of the underworld is formed by a large array of Yin evil spirits, and it is endless and endless. However, if the two strange things are lost to the master's control, their spiritual power will be limited.

At this moment, it is the end of the world!

Click—

This time, the sound of the beads cracking at the top of the short rod became clearer. Even the Bone standing at the entrance heard the crack clearly, and the old face was filled with surprise.

The dark red beads have now become pale, and the black short sticks have also turned into light gray. The "soul-eating" of this thing in the world is as fading as it is, and the dark green light is so dim that it is almost impossible to see. In the dark, it is like a sigh of sadness, and then it is like the soap bubbles that are pierced by the old age--

Pop, a slight sound.

The short rods split into pieces from the round beads to the black rods in an instant. The pieces then turned into gray powder like weathered and dissipated.

On the flame, there is only a few strange things that make bones unable to see clearly.

That was a drop of blood.

The color is dark red and the blue flames cannot change it at all.

Gu Yi knew its legend, but he had never seen it in person, so he couldn't help but look at the drop of blood. He had no idea, just a glance, Gu Yi's soul trembled and his mind fell into a illusion - he actually saw the vastness of ancient times from that drop of blood, the earth-shaking war, and even a god and demon who held a giant axe and sprinkled blood in the sky!

Yin Yan's eyes showed obsession.

Ordinary people cannot recognize its mighty power, but Yin Yan can truly and excitedly feel the fire-like magic power contained in that drop of blood! Although it is just a drop of blood, it seems to contain billions of stars, as if it has gone through eternal times, as if it is sprinkled with endless blood and fire!

"Soul-Devouring" is destroyed, and it seems to have destroyed a supreme magic treasure.

But in fact, it is just to remove the shackles, untie the shackles, break the crux, and restore its true nature.

Just because it is—

"The blood of the ancestor god!" Yin Yan murmured.

Eight hundred years ago, the old man in black heart died and the blood-devouring bead was lost, why did the Blood Refining Hall not refine such magic weapons again? Why did the place where the magic treasures were refined under the Dead Abyss was retained at that time, and the refining and inheritance had not been lost, but the supreme power of the old man in black heart could not be recreated?

Because the source of the blood-devouring bead's true magic power is really from this drop of "ancestral god's blood"!

I'm afraid people will never imagine that that bead will limit and seal this little demon blood in a sense!

When the sect was split, the "Blood Palace" took away this drop of demon blood! Yin Yan succeeded to the Bone Palace and took over most of the inheritance and resources of the Divine Sect. In order to seek the "power of the Ancestor God", he spent hundreds of years to find the secret method of the three halls to restore the "Ancestor God Art".

The Ancestral God’s Skill is not easy!

"'Bone','Blood','Soul','Soul','Qi'!"

Yin Yan's obsessed look gradually faded away, and a proud light appeared in her eyes, "I spent a hundred years on the 'holy bone', and I have already been integrated into the bones and marrow. Now that I have obtained the 'demon blood', the 'demon soul' has achieved orderly results. My ancestor's divine power will be reproduced in my own hands!"

"My way is expected, my way is expected!"

“Hahahahahahaha——!”

With a long smile, Yin Yan opened his mouth and sucked it. The drop of demon blood that remained motionless on the blue flame fell into his mouth in an instant, and then swallowed it into his abdomen.

The old servant Gu Yi heard Yin Yan laughing, and his heart was overwhelmed. After a moment of fear, he also tried to say something to please and praise. Unexpectedly, he had just taken a few steps forward. It was when Yin Yan swallowed the demon blood. Before he could speak, the magic power in Yin Yan's burly body was stirring up. In an instant, the strong wind suddenly erupted, and the irresistible storm force rotated in the cave, forming a black tornado that blocked his vision!

Gu Yi was shocked, and quickly activated his magic power and stood firm.

Then he covered his eyes with his hands, looked into the deep sank, and shouted anxiously: "Master of the Palace——" Before he finished speaking, a tornado storm came, and the old servant's magic power, which was quite strong, was unable to stand steadily. His face changed, and he called out "Not good", and then he was swept up by the storm, his body was thrown away, and he crashed from one end of the entrance to the rock wall at the other end!

Collapse collapse-

During the storm, a dull sound came from above the rock wall.

Gu Yi endured the pain and looked up. It turned out that the dark rock pillars that had been hanging from the top of the rock wall for many years. They broke all the time under this terrifying wind and swept into the storm.

At the center of the storm, Yin Yan's body had long been covered by the dark evil spirit and was completely invisible.

When the old servant was uneasy, he suddenly remembered something and was full of horror. It turned out that the storm was rotating, sweeping the terrifying evil aura in the depths of the cave, and spreading it! Seeing the dark evil power approaching, the old servant didn't care about anything else and used a secret to stimulate potential. His magic power was boiling like burning, and he ran towards the entrance with a huge pulling force!

"ah--!"

The old servant Gu Yi finally escaped from the Nine Nether Caves, but he was slowing down, and his back was stained with a little evil spirit. In just a moment, frost appeared on his face, and the white vapor exhaled from his mouth and nose was full of cold air. He hurriedly sat down cross-legged and used his skills to resist the evil spirit cold power.

Fortunately, I was very contaminated and spent some effort to drive away the evil and cold power.

In just a moment, the old servant's strange aura was quite depressed. When he stood up with a bitter face, he suddenly felt his feet swaying slightly. Looking around, the cave was trembling slightly under the invisible power!

He couldn't help but be shocked, but his face changed and he remained here, only with anxiety and panic.

Fortunately, the tremor lasted for about a quarter of an hour and then gradually slowed down.

In the Nine Nether Caves, the Mass of the Evil Aura was circulated, and the darkness covered the view. The old servant couldn't see through it and did not dare to enter it without any hesitation, so he could only wait nervously.

Da, Da, Da...

There was a sound of footsteps in the deep cave that could not be seen through.

The old servant looked at the deep cave in surprise and said anxiously: "Master of the Palace, is it you? How are you now?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"You are loyal, but you are a little stupid."

The light and shadow moved slightly, and a burly figure stepped out from the evil aura.

"I just used the help of the 'Divine Blood' to practice, why did I do such a fuss?!"

Under the cold light of the brazier, the burly face was revealed.

Yin Yan, whose skeleton was originally thick and burly, but whose body and muscles were dry and thin, had a different appearance at this moment. The person in front of him had thick eyebrows, big eyes, broad mouth, straight nose, full forehead, rosy cheeks, and his arms were even more tangled, compact skin, and full of blood vessels. Where did he look like before?

Even the old man who was in his seventies and eighties became middle-aged in his early forties and fifties in an instant, with gray hair turning black and bright. Compared with the previous one, it seemed like he was born in a complete transformation!

The old servant Gu Yi looked at the person in front of him, stunned for a moment and couldn't speak. Seeing him like this, Yin Yan's face slightly sank and scolded: "What's the weird thing you are like, you servant?"

Although Yin Yan's tone was reprimanding, he was not only not angry, but instead felt a little rebellious and satisfied with Gu Yi's reaction.

When the old servant Gu Yi was scolded, he immediately came to his senses and said with a speechless voice: "Old slave, I know my guilt! It's not that I am stupid, but the Lord of the Palace, I am really the Lord of the Palace, which is what you are now, which shocks me and I can hardly recognize each other! Lord of the Palace, has your magical power been achieved?"

"Haha," Yin Yan chuckled, "It's been early! Now it's just that Fang Zi's blood is melting into the meridian, and his qi and blood are full. It will take some years to truly refine this divine blood into the "Ancestral God Art"!"

The old servant Gu Yi was extremely optimistic about this and said, "The Palace Master has already taken the most difficult step. It can be said that there is a smooth road ahead, so what else will there be obstacles? The old slave congratulates the Palace Master on getting what he wished and his magical power was accomplished!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Don’t you know that Yin Yan is like this?

For this drop of demon blood, he had been stagnant in this level for many years. Although the "Ancestral God Art" did not force the five confidential orders, he studied various secret scripts and felt that it was better to refine the "divine blood" first after cultivating the "bone".

Now that I finally have the wish, Yin Yan is more than just having a great heart!
Chapter completed!