The Chu State has a vast territory and has boundless territory. It is far west of the vast sea. It is filled with islands. Several of them are connected to each other at the end and end, and look like a carp, so it is called a carp island group.

Between the archipelago, there is a small island with a few miles of radius, but what is surprising is that this small island is surrounded by mountains, dozens of mountains are densely packed together, rushing into the sky desperately, making people unable to help but feel worried that the island will be overturned.

Under the ancient vines between the mountains, the old ghost frowned, looking at the terrifying hole that was a little deeper in front of him.

A stone pillar drilled out from it and pointed straight towards the sky. The rough surface was covered with traces of erosion from time to time, and it was obvious that it had existed for a long time.

Between the fuzzy stone pillars, strands of blood extend upwards, drilling into the top of the stone pillars, sitting cross-legged with bones, as if a layer of "bloodline" was woven on the pale bones.

Because of this "bloodline", the bones actually give people a feeling that they are still alive today, as if they have been exposed to the world for some reason for countless years, for some reason, and have been attacked by wind and rain.

"The divine blood is getting less and less..." The old ghost head murmured, his eyes full of coldness, and there was a trace of fear that could not be concealed in the depths.

Fan Buyu was killed, and his divine blood continued to decrease. He felt the smell of death that was coming again, so heavy that it was impossible to breathe.

He turned around and left, and soon the indigenous people on the Carp Islands received a reminder from the sacrificial people that the evil gods were about to escape and that if they wanted to maintain the continuation and inheritance of the tribe, they must start large-scale sacrifices to suppress the evil gods with the power of flesh and blood.

The major tribes on the archipelago instantly lost their laughter and joy. Those who are qualified to sacrifice themselves must be young and middle-aged men and women. They held their children, knelt in front of their parents, kowtowed deeply, and strode away, their faces full of tragic determination.

This is something that no one can avoid since the ancient times of the tribe. As long as parents and children can survive, they are not afraid of death.

One indigenous men and women, led by the priests, came to the stone pillar with devotion, worshipped and jumped down. The big hole on the ground, like an open monster's mouth, swallowed them all without leaving any trace.

The old ghost head looked at everything that happened coldly. Although the effect of "raising" is getting smaller and smaller, it is his only way at the moment. If he could successfully kill the Demon King outside Jidu, how could he face such a difficult situation?

"Damn it!"

After cursing, the old ghost turned around and left. It will take some time to "raising" and he cannot delay it here.

What a wonderful thing to be alive, something worthy of gratitude. The value of every second of time must be maximized, and you cannot waste half of your time.

Two months later, "raising" finally ended, and at the cost of the lives of millions of indigenous peoples in the Carp Archipelago, the trend of divine blood reduction finally stabilized.

The old ghost head breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't really feel relaxed. He knew very well that this "stabilizing" state would not last for too long.

The indigenous people on the island cannot make a second sacrifice within a hundred years. He must find other ways to increase the production of divine blood during this period.

Half a year has passed since Fan Buyu died, and it has been calm. I think it is because he is too cautious, and maybe it is time to return to the land of gods and demons.

The vast sea is endless, a man and a woman walk on the waves. Wherever the two walk by, the surface of the water is instantly quiet, like a flat mirror.

Youji held his arm and looked puzzled, "I have a demonic power all over the world, but I can't find the trace of the old ghost head. How did Your Majesty know that he was hiding here."

Qin Yu smiled, "It was the message sent to me by the hunting god."

Youji frowned, "Hunting God? Which force is this? Why don't I know?"

Qin Yu explained, "Strictly speaking, the Hunter God is not a real organization. It is composed of many casual cultivators. It only has a very high threshold for joining, accepting assassination, news purchase and other services."

Youji wrinkled his nose, "Your Majesty wants to say, I am not qualified now, right? Do you know the news about the hunting god?"

Qin Yu shook his head helplessly, "This is really not." He and Youji were extremely cautious in their behavior, and even the demonic ways did not know their behavior, but they were still mastered by the hunting god. The power of the hunting god is, at least in terms of intelligence, not much time is said to be unparalleled.

The information about the old ghost head this time is that the hunting god is actively releasing his favor to Qin Yu. Although he is called the hunting god and claims to take on any business and no one in the world cannot kill him, there are certain restrictions in the end, such as the Holy Emperor of Demon.

The status represented by this title is definitely not dared to touch the hunting god. Of course, it may be that no one can afford to hunt down the Demon King.

Between the sky and the sea, a mountain appeared at the end of the sight, and continued to extend downward as it approached, becoming thicker and thicker, until several islands connected to the end emerged and were located on the sea surface.

Youji pursed her lips and said softly: "Is that true?"

Qin Yu nodded, turned around, and touched her hair with a smile, "Don't worry, just stand here and wait for me to come back."

With a wave of his sleeves, the sea water automatically rises, forming a water ball that wraps Youji.

Smack-

The water ball fell into the sea and disappeared.

Taking a breath, Qin Yu faced the islands and strided forward. Threads of invisible aura came from his body, communicating with heaven and earth, touching the regular lines.

So the wind gradually rose between heaven and earth, and there were no clouds above my head, but it gradually became dark, as if the light was exiled.

The invisible energy covered the entire archipelago, and the monsters running through the forest whimpered and crawled to the ground and trembled. Among the indigenous tribes, the priests who embarked on the path of cultivation, all stared wide and their faces were quickly pale.

Swish-

In the palace, the old ghost suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of shock and anger!

No reason is needed, intuition tells him that what is coming at this moment is the person who killed Fan Buyu. How could the other party know about this?

But now it is meaningless to think about these things. The old ghost head took a deep breath and his eyes were full of sternness. If he was somewhere else, he would escape without hesitation, but the Carp Islands were his roots, and if this place was destroyed, he would undoubtedly die.

In other words, there is no way to retreat today, he can only fight!

Taking a deep breath and getting up, the old ghost took a step forward, and his figure had appeared above the Gourd Islands, with sharp eyes looking towards the horizon.

A white-haired young man was walking on the waves at this moment, his robe rolling in the wind, and his strong aura gradually matched the heaven and earth.

"Demon King!"

The old ghost head exclaimed in surprise.

Qin Yu said lightly: "I have not healed my injuries. I will use you as a whetstone to temper my will and survive the death disaster."

He raised his hand and clenched his fist and swung it out. The heaven and earth shook violently, and the violent force swept out like a river, "rumbling" sweeping out.

The sight forward, and the sea instantly separated from it, forming an abyss!

The old ghost head roared, "Demon King, if you let me go, I will join the Demonic Way and be driven by the Holy Emperor Palace."

Press forward with both hands, and the black mist air gushed out, condensed into a thick barrier.

Dong--

There was a dull and loud noise, and the black mist suddenly sank inward, and then the force burst out, tearing the mist into pieces, rolling and disappearing.

The old ghost head figure retreated, his face pale, but his eyes widened became particularly bright, full of ecstasy and incredible.

The Demon Emperor came in person and would never be bored to joke with him. The old ghost head also felt the fierce murderous intent from this attack, but although this attack was strong, it was far from the level that the Demon Emperor should have.

It's true! The Demon Emperor was indeed injured!

Like Fan Buyu, the old ghost head instantly made up his mind that no matter what the price he paid, he had to kill the Demon Emperor today. This would be the best opportunity for them to change their destiny in their lives.

He turned and soared into the sky.

Qin Yu frowned, but he didn't expect that the old ghost would react like this, and he ran after him with his feet.

Two bursts of sounds sounded over the Carp Islands, and violently roared like thunder.

A depressed and excited breath suddenly came from the large hole that devoured millions of indigenous people.

At the top of the stone pillar, the bones with "bloodlines" entangled on the surface of the white bones, opened their mouths and let out a silent howl.

The old ghost's body, which was approaching, exploded in the air, turning into a ball of scarlet blood, and was absorbed by all the bones in the blink of an eye.

The scene of organs, flesh, hair... the white bones and raw flesh make a living person is completed within several breaths.

The one who appeared in front of him at this moment was a middle-aged man. His body was tall and strong, and his eyebrows and eyes were open and closed, and his evil spirits rose.

He bowed slightly, stroked his chest with one hand and bowed, "Please, Rong, I formally introduce myself. I am Wei Zongyuan, a descendant of the royal family of the Great Wei family. Unfortunately, I have lost all my ancestors' faces over the years, so I have to hide my name. Your Majesty should be the only person in the world who knows my origin. If I am killed by Your Majesty today, please erect a monument for me and leave my real name. Of course, if Wei lucky enough to kill Your Majesty, he will collect your body."

Qin Yu nodded, "I promised you."

Wei Zongyuan stood up, "Your Majesty, offended!"

He took a step forward, as if millions of mountains fell, the whole world trembled violently and let out a low moan.

Click—

Click—

Countless space cracks appeared, then twisted, and broke out from the space, condensed into a long black knife in Wei Zongyuan's hand.

Swish-

As the blade slashed, Qin Yu's body suddenly stiffened, and a numb feeling appeared from the middle of his eyebrows and spread out rapidly.

What a terrible knife!

He raised his hand and held it forward. As the space fluctuated, countless translucent lines appeared from it, and were pulled back by Qin Yu. So a large bow shadow appeared, and the transparent lines released countless light spots and condensed arrows.

When you let go, the arrow shot out angrily. It is the murderous intent condensed by the rules of heaven and earth, and has the absolute attribute of tearing apart everything.

In the trembling sound, terrifying waves stormed on the stone pillar of the sky. The surface of it seemed to be full of corrosion marks, but in fact it was indestructible. In the "buzzing" tremor, it released a strong amount of pressure suppression, controlling the counter-collision fluctuation in a narrow range.

Wei Zongyuan lowered his head and looked at the bloody hole that appeared on his chest, with admiration on his face.

"The practice of the demon body of the Holy Imperial Palace can temper the body into treasures, communicate with the heaven and earth, and directly mobilize the power of the rules. It is indeed terrifying. It seems that with my own strength, you cannot kill Your Majesty."

He looked up, his eyes calmly showing madness, "Maybe I will no longer be me and will even lose the dominance of consciousness, but I will still be alive and will live forever. In fact, this is enough, and I can pay any price to live."

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Wei Zongyuan flew to the top of the stone pillar, half-kneeled and reached out to press, "Many, many years ago, I discovered you, suppressed you, absorbed your bones and blood to survive. I know that you hate me to the core, but now is our best opportunity. You can regain your freedom, and I can survive and get what you need. If you are willing, release your strength and integrate with me."

The sound fell, and countless cracks appeared in the blink of an eye.

Over the past tens of millions of years, countless indigenous "raising" have been carried out, maintaining the production of divine blood and also permeating this stone pillar with great power.

As the master of the native bloodline, if you have a thought to control their life and death, you can naturally use this bloodline to penetrate and destroy the stone pillars from within.

boom--

The blood evil spirit soared into the sky, forming a cloud pillar in the blink of an eye, connecting the sky straight, a terrifying and extremely depressing aura erupted from it, making people tremble and despair.
To be continued...