"It's enough to connect our blood." A voice came from the pitch-black portrait: "Although my slough has died and dried up, the blood of the demon is immortal. You and the blood of the demon come from the same source, so we should be able to integrate them."

"Oh." Chen Luoyang nodded, a faint radiance extended from his fingertips, like a sharp blade, and he first picked at the tip of a finger of the black-painted figure.

Then, on his own fingertips, a small opening seemed to be made automatically.

Beads of blood slowly ooze out.

The fingertips of the pitch-black statue were damaged, and there was no blood at first.

It's like a lifeless statue.

But when Chen Luoyang touched his fingers, the pitch-black image suddenly trembled.

From his fingertips, dark blood also faintly oozes out.

The blood of the two sides converged, and under the leadership of Chen Luoyang, it seemed that a stable circulation had begun to be established.

"That's right..." A deep voice came from the pitch-black portrait.

But at this moment, Chen Luoyang's heart suddenly fluctuated.

A different picture involuntarily appeared in his mind.

One after another, black stormy waves rushed towards him.

Chen Luoyang felt as if he had suddenly become a solitary boat in the sea, which might be overturned by the huge waves at any time.

There are nine huge waves in total, and a huge demon god stands on each wave.

The demon god was extremely vicious and domineering. Nine huge waves rolled up like a mountain of bones, a sea of ​​blood or a sky full of thunder and fire, rushing towards Chen Luoyang in a mighty manner.

The nine demon gods opened their mouths and roared at the same time, vaguely converging into one voice, the magical sound filled the ears, sharp and noisy.

"Shenzhou Haotu, I'm back!"

Chen Luoyang curled his lips: "Tsk, I knew..."

At Blue Star back then, I read so many novels for nothing...

In Chen Luoyang's soul consciousness, nine huge black waves rushed towards his head.

What's more, in the real world outside, black rays of light suddenly flickered on the demon orders that had obediently obeyed Chen Luoyang's orders.

These black rays of light, like a cage of shackles, imprisoned Chen Luoyang.

No wonder, the other party was the original owner of this thing.

At best, the successors competed with their contemporary competitors, and no one went back to make trouble with the founder who disappeared early.

Under the shadow of the black light of the God and Demon Order, the black light flickering in the pupils of the jet-black people became more intense.

He and Chen Luoyang looked at each other.

When the four eyes met, the black light merged and connected together, Chen Luoyang couldn't even turn his eyes away.

In the spiritual world, he was surrounded by black waves.

But Chen Luoyang remained calm.

In the dark sea, a dark golden light suddenly lit up.

Then, an ancient god who was more powerful, domineering and bloodthirsty than the nine demon gods on the wave appeared.

Nine black waves hit the ancient god and shattered on the spot without any effect.

"...The blood of gods and demons?! Chi You?"

The other party shouted sharply.

The voice is full of incredible, unbelievable.

Above Chi Youxiang's head, there is a pitch-black treasure pot with dense dark gold patterns appearing on the surface.

"What is this?" Fei Chen was shocked and angry, but he did not lose his composure.

He resolutely gave up in order to save himself in the end.

In the real world, the pitch-black image was shaken, and black light flickered.

He intends to look away.

But at this moment, Chen Luoyang's pupils had turned dark gold, which in turn firmly attracted the black light in the eyes of the dark black statue.

Fei Chen made a decisive decision and summoned his last strength.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka!"

Cracks appeared on his slough.

It finally fell apart completely.

A black light flew out of it and rushed towards the strange mirror.

This was Fei Chen's escape route reserved for himself.

But this weird mirror seemed to have become ordinary at this moment, just like an ordinary mirror, it didn't respond to Fei Chen's movements at all.

The black light hovered on the mirror, unable to enter through the door.

Fei Chen was puzzled.

Chen Luoyang's dark golden light flashed in his pupils, and he brought the black light back.

The light disappeared, and Fei Chen reappeared in Chen Luoyang's conscious world.

Accompanied by an exclamation, before Fei Chen could make any further movements, he and the black light were involuntarily sucked into the mysterious black pot.

Fei Chen tried to struggle, but Wu Guang dissipated as soon as he was sucked into the black pot.

Then Fei Chen himself sank into the mouth of the pot.

The plasma instantly submerged and swallowed it.

The lid of the pot was closed, and the dark golden brilliance shone.

The black pot swayed a few times before returning to silence.

The black ocean and the dark golden Chi Youxiang had all disappeared at this moment.

After just a momentary turmoil, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Only the mysterious black pot was quietly placed in Chen Luoyang's mind.

Chen Luoyang let out a breath.

settle.

He thought of the black pot with a headache, and opened the lid again.

Chen Luoyang was gearing up.

This time, it should be quite rewarding, right?

But when he saw the inside of the pot, he couldn't help but startled.

The total amount of blood red nectar seems to be the same as before, without any increase.

There was no trace of Fei Chen either.

What about people?

If the blood-red nectar did not increase, where did this thing get the founder of the sect?

Now it was Chen Dajiao's turn to be puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

If I had to say something different, it would be that the dark gold patterns on the surface of the black pot seemed less dense than before, and a little sparser than before.

Chen Luoyang scratched his head a little.

Does this mean that the power loss of the black pot has weakened a bit, or is it more advanced and advanced than before?

Such a result made Chen Luoyang dumbfounded.

He even had some doubts, was it Fei Chen's trick, the winner was actually the other party?

Or maybe Fei Chen Jinchan escaped her shell and hid quietly?

He guessed that Fei Chen had malicious intentions.

But such a result was not expected.

Chen Luoyang shook his head, letting go of the idea of ​​scaring himself.

The dark golden light in his pupils faded, and the black light reappeared.

Looking around, the dark portrait has turned into a pile of real dust and no longer exists.

However, the jet-black light, which was obviously thicker than before, surrounded the God Demon Token, and then slowly absorbed it.

The God Demon Token has also returned to calm at this moment, and no longer changes.

Holding it in his hand, Chen Luoyang felt that the thing was obviously heavier than before.

He first carefully checked the order of the gods and demons, so that Fei Chen would not play tricks on this again.

This time it doesn't seem to be a problem anymore.

Chen Luoyang looked around, his eyes were still red.

The earth fire lava below is much more ferocious than before. It should be because of the previous change of the gods and demons, which affected the Zhurong Burning Heaven Formation, causing the earth fire to become more violent.

The pitch-black image no longer exists, and it seems that there are only the magic token in his hand and the raging ground fire below, which proves that a thrilling soul-stirring battle has just taken place here.

The storm came suddenly and quickly dissipated.

Chen Luoyang's frown did not relax.

Just now, the first leader of the Demon Cult seemed to know the blood of the gods and demons, but he knew nothing about the mysterious black pot.

Isn't the black pot a treasure handed down by Fei Chen, the first leader?

(ps: Seeing that there are still many friends asking, so I will talk about it here again. The book is guaranteed to be updated twice, and updates will be added from time to time. It will be released on May 1st. When it is released, I will try to break out.)