"call..."

Hou Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, and saw a faint light blooming on the surface of his body. A mouthful of turbid air filled with blood slowly spit out from his abdomen, along with his throat, and his closed eyes opened. His eyelashes shook a few times, and a light flashed through his eyes. His dark pupils seemed to bloom with spirit, and his whole person's breath was much stronger.

Hou Fan shook his palm and felt the changes in his body. His expression was a little joyful and troubled. He was happy that his spiritual power cultivation had been greatly enhanced. He was already at the stage of truly touching the innate realm. He should be able to break through to the innate realm during this period.

What is worried about is that when the Blood Demon Ancestor possessed just now, he absorbed a lot of human blood into his body. These human blood contained a strong breath of life. For the Blood Demon Ancestor, it was a big tonic. I am afraid that the other party planned to take over the blood of these humans to survive the period of weakness after taking over the body. However, for Hou Fan, it was a bit troublesome because he did not refine it in time. The impurities in the blood affected the purity of spiritual power and were not conducive to cultivation.

Moreover, the most important thing is that he feels uncomfortable, and it is too disgusting to use human blood to practice...

"Hmph, boy, what I did just now has made a wedding dress for you. If I absorbed this blood, my strength will definitely be greatly restored." As if I knew what Hou Fan was thinking, the Blood Demon Ancestor snorted coldly, with a little anger. He originally planned to refine the blood after taking over the body, but he didn't expect that the body would not succeed and the efforts would be wasted.

Hou Fan sneered and said, "Sorry, I don't have the bad taste like you."

The Blood Demon Ancestor sneered.

Hou Fan no longer paid attention to the Blood Demon Ancestor. After meditation just now, most of the trauma in his body was solved and he recovered his strength. Now, he can only continue to move forward if he is closed.

"Oh, I almost forgot this thing."

Before he could walk a few steps, Hou Fan patted his forehead and hurriedly walked in another direction. On the ground there was a giant sword he pulled up.

He walked over and planned to pick up the giant sword with one hand to see what it was, but he found that he couldn't hold it with one hand at all. In desperation, he had to hold it with both hands and exert force, and then barely lift it up.

Holding your hands with all your strength is just lifting it up, and it is difficult to do other swings, pickings, and stabs.

"How could this happen?" Hou Fan was frightened. After first borrowing the power of the divine paper to kill Xie Feng, he thought it was just a loss of power, but unexpectedly, this giant sword was really heavy and would suppress the operation of spiritual power in his body. Compared with normal circumstances, it was at least half suppressed.

"Hey, Blood Demon, ask you something." Hou Fan said.

"Hmph." The Blood Demon Ancestor hummed.

"It was this sword that pressed your corpse? But this sword is mediocre, how could it be able to press you?" Hou Fan continued.

"Hmph." The Blood Demon Ancestor snorted again and said with a cold smile: "Boy, want to know? Kneel down and call grandpa three times, I will tell you."

"I'm pretty tempered?" Hou Fan sneered, and then said, "Boss of the Divine Paper, help me chop it twice to make him obedient."

After the words fell, there was no reaction in the divine paper for one second, three seconds, and ten seconds.

"Hahaha, boy, you're afraid you want to laugh to death. It turns out that this piece of paper doesn't obey your command. You're too bad!" The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed loudly. He was a little confused just now. If this boy had such a powerful trick, why didn't he use it early and why didn't he directly destroy him after trapping himself? It turned out that it was because this piece of divine paper did not obey the boy's orders. No wonder, so he didn't have to be afraid.

Hou Fan's face was dark. Just as he was about to say something, the divine paper buzzed, and a red flame and golden light slashed directly. The Blood Demon Ancestor trembled all over and shook him in fear.

The little clever Hou Fan quickly pretended to be a tiger's power, "Do you see it? I'm not bragging. If you don't cooperate with me, believe it or not, I'll try to split you more."

"I don't believe it!" The Blood Demon Ancestor shouted.

"Boss of the Divine Paper, chop him until he doubts life!" Hou Fan was also angry, waved his hand, but he felt a little worried.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

To his surprise, the divine paper was split three times more, one by one, and it was even more powerful. The blood demon ancestor shook. His body became weaker, and a strange smell surged out. The white hair became black and much burnt.

"Hehe, what do you think now? Do you want to try it a few more times?" Hou Fan looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor with a smirk, his palm moved slightly, and he posed as if it had just fallen light.

This posture scared the Blood Demon Ancestor very much. He waved his hand quickly and said anxiously: "I believe it, I believe it, I believe it, I believe it. This time I believe it. Just ask what you have. I promise to tell you everything I know."

The Blood Demon Ancestor was really scared because the red flame and golden light that fell from the divine paper was very strange, and he was seriously injured. Every time he hit, he became weaker and weaker. If he hit a few more times, he might disappear. In order to save his life, he had to admit defeat.

"If you talk to me, you must not use the word "I" as it sounds uncomfortable. Okay, let me tell you where you are." Hou Fan was quite satisfied with the attitude of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

"I... no, ancestor, I... no, I am right. Actually, I don't remember my origin very much. It seems that because of my long sleep, some memories have also disappeared. I even forgot my name, and I only remember that my nickname is 'Blood Demon Ancestor'." The Blood Demon Ancestor said.

Hou Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Then why did you appear here? Could it be that you are the owner of this cemetery?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor shook his head and said, "I remember this. When this cemetery was established, I had already appeared here. I was too weak at that time, and the owner of the cemetery did not discover my existence."

Hou Fan asked, "Then why did you appear here? Was it killed by others? Or why?"

"Well... I really forgot this, I can't remember the situation at that time." The Blood Demon Ancestor paused and said.

Upon hearing this, Hou Fan didn't know whether it was true or not, and asked again: "Then what is the origin of this giant sword?"

"This sword suddenly flew from the sky last night, then passed through this cemetery and inserted it directly into my corpse. It was precisely because of this sword that my soul body that had finally recondensed and formed was almost destroyed. Fortunately, I was lucky. This sword was just a suppression of my power, which made me unable to move freely..." The Blood Demon Ancestor said very unhappily.

"Originally, I condensed my soul body and planned to go to the treasure room of the cemetery to find spiritual medicine, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed by this sword. Fortunately, you pulled the sword. However, although this sword is ordinary, I realized that it is not simple. Why can you succeed if others can't pull it up?" The Blood Demon Ancestor asked with a frown.
Chapter completed!