Chapter 1797： Xuanfu Saint Ancestor Wang Changsheng

Hu Guangwen screamed badly in his heart and planned to use the escape technique to escape, but at this moment, a powerful spiritual pressure descended from the sky, like a majestic mountain weighing hundreds of millions of catties, pressing on Hu Guangyi's body.

Hu Guangyi's face flushed red, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, his legs softened, and he fell to his knees.

Long Yanji fell from the sky and landed in front of him, his right hand lit up with a dazzling red light, Hu Guangyi flew towards Long Yanji uncontrollably, his head was caught by Long Yanji's palm.

Hu Guangyi's eyes widened, his face showing pain.

After a while, he foamed at the mouth and passed out.

"The old nest of the Demon Race is more than one billion miles away, and there are many strongholds on the way."

Long Yanji looked at Shangguan Tianhong and the others and said.

"Take him and directly kill the demon clan's lair, capture the thief first, and capture the king first. As long as the demon clan in the god-transforming stage is destroyed, the others will not be able to make a difference."

Shangguan Tianhong said solemnly.

This is the simplest and most rude method. Killing it directly, with the Heavenly Soul Treasure Qinglongboat in hand, it won't take long to arrive at the Demon Clan's lair.

Wang Changsheng and others have no opinion. As long as the demons of the god-transforming stage are removed, the rest will be easy to handle.

Long Yanji grabbed Hu Guangyi and flew back to the Qinglongzhou.

"Senior Shangguan, let's get rid of all the property here! Fake it as a sign of murder and treasure hunt, so as to dispel the suspicion of the demons."

Huang Fugui suggested cautiously.

"What Huang Xiaoyou said makes sense, and it won't take long anyway."

Zhenjun Qianhu agreed.

Shangguan Tianhong also did not object, and sent more than a hundred monks to search for property, including Huang Fugui.

"Get rich, get rich."

Huang Fugui's eyes were shining, he didn't even let go of the futon he was meditating on, he took it all away.

After a cup of tea, the property of the disposition rudder was looted, and Liu Ruyi left a line on a stone tablet in big characters - blood debt and blood repayment. This is the end of the ancestors.

The azure light flashed, and the azure dragon boat turned into a streak of azure light and flew away, disappearing into the sky.

A few days later, some immortal cultivators passed by and reported it quickly. They regarded the incident as revenge for spiritual practice and issued a large sum of money to arrest the murderer.

A black palace floating high in the sky, the surface of the palace is engraved with a large number of demons and ghosts, and the plaque reads "Jusheng Palace" in three golden characters.

Fourteen cultivators including Zhao Ganfeng gathered in the hall for a meeting, and Zhao Ganfeng sat on the main seat.

Situ Mei sat at the back. She had joined the Demon Clan for the shortest time, so she naturally sat at the back. Demon Clan, like Immortal Cultivators, ranked their seniors in terms of strength.

After joining the demon clan for more than a hundred years, Situ Mei has a certain understanding of this group of demon clan.

Zhao Ganfeng and other demons were born in the Holy Talisman Palace of the Demon Realm. According to Zhao Ganfeng, the Holy Talisman Palace is one of the top forces in the demon world, and the Holy Talisman Palace was created by the Xuanfu Holy Ancestor.

Xuanfu Saint Ancestor is proficient in the art of talisman. As for how high his cultivation base is, Zhao Ganfeng did not say clearly, but said that Xuanfu Saint Ancestor crushing them is no different from crushing an ant.

What Situ Mei was shocked was not the cultivation of the Xuanfu Saint, but the name of the Xuanfu Saint—Wang Changsheng.

If she hadn't heard it herself, she really didn't want to believe that the giant owl in the demon world had the same name and the same surname as the real Taihao in the Dongli world. Is there any connection between the two?

"I am going to use the secret method to communicate with the demon world. You set up the formation according to the method I said. This matter is about our return to the demon world. You must take it seriously, otherwise you will be severely punished."

Zhao Qianfeng said in an irresistible tone.

"Yes, fellow Daoist Zhao."

Situ Mei and the others agreed in unison.

They flew out and came to a black stone square more than 100 acres in size, with countless mysterious runes carved on the floor.

"Start casting!"

Zhao Qianfeng commanded, and an obscure spell was chanted in his mouth.

Situ Mei and others chanted obscure incantations one after another, and their bodies lit up with black light.

After a while, Zhao Qianfeng struck a magic trick on the floor, the runes on the floor were bright, and the floor in the center of the square was sunken, forming grooves. From a high altitude, hundreds of grooves were pieced together into a grimace pattern.

Zhao Qianfeng took out a blood-colored gourd the size of a slap, and punched it into a magic trick. A large piece of blood-colored liquid flew out and landed in the groove.

The groove shook violently, the blood boiled, and the wind was blowing.

"disease!"

As soon as Zhao Qianfeng's tactic was pinched, the blood in the groove rose to the sky, forming a huge **** grimace.

Zhao Qianfeng and other human bodies lit up with various auras, and the mana in their bodies was rapidly passing.

The **** grimace let out a shrill devil cry, and his body grew rapidly.

Zhao Qianfeng flipped his hand and took out a black-light talisman, and threw it towards the sky.

The black talisman flew to the empty face of the **** ghost, and the **** ghost face poured into the black talisman uncontrollably. The rune on the surface of the black talisman was bright, exuding amazing mana fluctuations.

"bloodletting!"

Zhao Ganfeng instructed to take out a jet-black knife, cut his arm, and blood flowed out towards the black talisman.

Situ Mei and others followed suit, and the blood of the fourteen cultivators poured into the black talisman.

After ten breaths, most of the black talismans turned blood red, and the other half were black.

Situ Mei's face was pale, it was the first time she saw a blood-sucking talisman.

After a while, the talisman turned blood red completely, and Zhao Qianfeng snorted: "Collect blood."

They stopped the wound one after another, pinched their fingers, and entered the blood-colored talisman into a tactic.

After a while, the blood-colored talisman burst into a dazzling blood light, and suddenly burst open, turning into a burly man in a blood robe.

"My subordinates meet Bloody Lord."

Zhao Qianfeng knelt down, and the others knelt down one after another and said in unison.

"Why do you use the blood light ditch magic charm to contact me? Are you in another interface?"

The blood-robed man frowned and asked.

"Returning to Lord Xueguang, in order to avoid the enemy, we accidentally broke into the interface channel and fell to the lower interface. We have unified the Qiangul world in a lower interface called Qianglujie, and we also asked Lord Xueguang to take action and open a link. The space passage to the lower realm, let us return to the demon realm."

Zhao Qianfeng said cautiously.

"Hmph Do you think it's easy to open the space channel to the Nether? First, you have to find a suitable space node. If it's a parallel interface with the Demon World, it's okay to open the space channel to the Nether. It takes a lot of money. A lot of manpower and material resources, not to mention that I can't protect myself now, and I can't help you, so please seek more blessings for yourself!"

The blood-robed man's tone was indifferent.

Zhao Ganfeng and others were stunned, they didn't expect this result.

"You don't know yet! The Xuanfu Holy Ancestor has been missing for more than a thousand years, and the Xuanfu Palace is torn apart. It is not the former Saint Fu Palace. I can't help you even if I want to help you. You go to find the ancient altar left by our Demon Race. If If you can communicate with other saints, there is hope to return to the demon world, otherwise you will be blessed, after all, the Thousand Gourd World is not the direct interface of our demon world, and I can’t help it.”

After the blood-robed man said this, his body suddenly burst open.

Zhao Qianfeng sat paralyzed on the ground, eyes blank.

"Impossible! Xuanfu Saint Ancestor has vast magical powers, and it is impossible for something to happen."

Zhao Qianfeng said to himself, they all came from the Holy Talisman Palace, and now the Holy Talisman Palace is torn apart, and most of their relatives and friends have also had an accident.