A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

This old Skeleton Blood Vine Monster is actually the Blood River King in disguise, and has been lurking here for many years.

It can even be said that the rise of the Skeleton Blood Vine Monster clan is related to him. In this process, no one knows that the Blood River King secretly absorbed the blood nutrients for healing, under the noses of the Demon Rock Clan.

As for Jiang Ding, an unfamiliar outsider, why did he find the Blood River King who the Horned Demon Emperor Clan monks couldn't find here?

This is simple, just use the powerful as cattle and horses.

The Blood River King's ability to hide and escape is actually good. With the help of the long space cover, Jiang Ding would not be able to find a spirit cultivator who deliberately avoided him if he didn't have luck and the boundary formation.

The world is so big, if someone doesn't meet you, no matter how powerful your spiritual consciousness and sword intent are, it is useless.

But no matter how strong the Blood River King's hiding ability is, even if he is not in this world and hides in other small worlds, it is useless. The calculation technique of Lianxu Da Neng is extremely mysterious. As long as he decides to find a cultivator of the God Transformation level, as long as he is not too far away, it is completely a matter of hand.

Jiang Ding is not a Taoist of the Immortal Sect. He has many concerns about Lianxu Da Neng and hesitates again and again.

As long as Lianxu Da Neng does not refuse, he would like to let Lianxu Da Neng do everything for him, and he only needs to open his mouth to eat, reducing the risk to the minimum.

"Spare me!"

"Please spare me, my Lord!"

The old Skeleton Blood Vine Monster slid to his knees, without any dignity of a Divine Transformation cultivator, and said bitterly: "I am short of inheritance, and except for some ability to escape and hide, I can't really be called a king."

"I was actually wronged before. I never dared to covet the realm of the Great Emperor. This was all framed by Moshan of the Moyan Clan!"

He gritted his teeth and said: "This Moshan, for the sake of the Moyan Clan's selfishness, excluded dissidents. He is really not a son of man!"

The Blood River King looked like he had been wronged.

Obviously, in his view, the person in front of him was a cultivator of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, and an extremely powerful king in the Emperor Clan.

Otherwise, how could he, a peak Divine Transformation cultivator, be suppressed with his mind?

"Unfair?"

"Maybe not."

Jiang Ding had no intention of revealing his true form in front of the Blood River King. He smiled and sighed, "The human race is such a rebellious race, and is naturally unwilling to be inferior to others."

"This is related to the way the human race grows."

"Without a strong bloodline and a stable class, no one is born strong."

"In the process of the growth of high-level cultivators, one by one, the peaks that were difficult to cross in the past were crossed and flattened, and no matter how difficult things seemed to the young self, they were done one by one."

"Step by step."

"Now, I have reached the edge of the emperor realm."

"If someone tells you that this is your end, do you accept it? Are you willing?"

"Willing?"

The old skeleton blood vine monster was shocked.

This sentence really touched his heart. There was no difference. It was the most sincere call in his heart, just like another person talking.

The old skeleton blood vine monster was silent for a long time and did not quibble.

"The Imperial Clan,"

"Do you have such a profound understanding of a race like our human race, which is as small as an ant?"

The Blood River King laughed bitterly: "It seems that there is indeed a reason why the Imperial Clan can become the master of the realm. They are strong in every aspect, and they are not as arrogant and shallow as we used to think."

"It really makes people feel powerless."

His heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

The strong are strong.

In the face of ants, they can still remain humble and sober. In this way, he really can't find any possibility to overthrow the rule of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.

"There must be some people in the clan who study various aspects."

Jiang Ding did not comment on the misunderstanding of the Blood River King, nor did he intend to be honest with him and beg for his help.

There is no need to do so.

The morals of the Divine Transformation Clan who grew up in the cruel environment of the Horned Nether Realm are extremely low, and there is no bottom line. It is understandable for survival, but it is absolutely untrustworthy.

Of course, even if it seems trustworthy, Jiang Ding will not adopt it.

"Answer my question."

"Why don't you drink this blood spirit wine?"

Jiang Ding asked: "I have read your intelligence. You are very careful and thrifty. You rose from the humble slave tribe. When you were a teenager, you often saved up spiritual stones one cent at a time. This is one of the important reasons why you can rise. You are good at making money and thrifty. In the past, you worked as the chief steward of the Ministry of Revenue of the Fire Stone Imperial Palace and were valued by the Flame Stone Family."

"You still didn't change this habit when you achieved the king level."

"Why did you give up this bottle of blood spirit wine?"

Jiang Ding asked curiously.

He was evaluating and mobilizing the emotions and soul power of the Blood River King to prepare for what was to come.

"Because this is a spirit wine made from human blood."

The Blood River King said dejectedly.

He seemed to be desperate, but in fact he still didn't give up privately. He was looking for various opportunities and delaying time, not giving up even the smallest possibility of escape.

"Human blood?"

Jiang Ding was puzzled and didn't quite believe it.

"You have grown up to this point, and you must have killed billions of people, most of whom were humans. After all, humans are your own kind, and you know them best. You know what level of killing will not lead to suppression by the Horned Demon Emperors, or the disgust and hostility of other slave kings."

"Didn't the blood and souls of these dead humans become the nourishment for your growth?"

"No, no, no."

"No, it's different."

The Blood River King shook his head: "I cultivate with their blood and spirits. This is the difference between the strong and the weak, the law of the jungle. If I am weak and defeated, I should also become the nourishment for others' cultivation. This is reasonable."

"But this wine is different."

"This is food."

"I can't use people as food."

"I can kill them, I can plunder everything from them and use it for cultivation, but I can't use people as food, because people are not food, but spiritual beings."

He has a strict set of Tao heart logic.

Although this result makes no difference to those who died at his hands, as food, as cultivation resources, they are all dead.

"The jungle."

"Is this your Tao heart, your 'principle'?"

Jiang Ding thought.

"This is appropriate..."

"Appropriate?!"

A strong warning omen appeared in the heart of the Blood River King.

But before he could do anything, he felt dizzy and hazy in front of his eyes. After a few breaths, his soul lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ding watched quietly.

In his eyes, the body of the old skeleton blood vine monster collapsed, revealing a middle-aged monk with snow-white hair and a blood-red robe. He had a handsome and strange appearance, and blood-like light flowed in his pupils, which looked strange and terrifying.

This is the true body of the Blood River King.

At this time, strands of gray-black sword energy spread from the Blood River King's limbs, poured into the heart, poured into the meridians, poured into the dantian, and then poured into the head and soul, and began to control everything about him.

It is expected that it will be completely controlled in ten years.

This is the magical secret technique of Shadow Demon Abyss, the Soul Guiding Technique of Silk Puppet.

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