A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The land was devastated, mountains collapsed, and rivers dried up.

The Demon Leaf family, which had existed in the Demon Vine World for an unknown period of time, was destroyed. All the members of the family died, leaving behind corpses and blood mist on the ground, as well as various heavy weapons of physical cultivation that fell down, smashing deep pits on the ground.

Between heaven and earth, countless blood flowers and countless blood mists bloomed from the corpses.

These flowers, blood red in color, had twelve petals, and were carried by the blood jade-like lotus platform to fly into the sky.

‘Blood lotus…’

Jiang Ding had a thought in his mind, and then disappeared.

These blood flowers born from the corpses of the Demon Leaf family’s strong men flew from everywhere, dancing around the blood-robed Taoist priest, like cute elves.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword and unfolded the blood jade-like sword body.

The blood flowers flying around the blood-robed Taoist priest made a clear and cheerful chirping sound like a sword, jumping and flying, vying to fly into the blood sword, as if they had found their home.

The first blood flower fell, leaving a pattern on the sword body.

The second, third, fourth...

A blood flower transformed from a life is qualified to leave a blood mark on the blood sword.

Blood flowers like a sea of ​​flowers from all directions rushed here, continuously and endlessly, and finally, everything disappeared, leaving only the increasingly bright red and agile blood sword.

‘Physical cultivation, abundant blood and essence, excellent sword-making materials...’

‘A treasure for blood-path cultivators. ’

Jiang Ding thought.

He stared at the blood sword in his hand, and countless fine blood marks appeared on the sword body, intertwining and entwining with each other, forming something similar to the magic weapon Tiangang restriction, but with some differences.

This is the blood-path sacrifice magic weapon inheritance obtained by the Blood River King in his adventure, called "Blood River Slaughtering Spirit Sacrifice Sword God Forbidden Method".

This sword-sacrificing method is derived from the method of refining magic weapons by magic cultivators. Its advantages are that it requires very few natural materials and treasures, the speed of refining is fast, and the power is also strong.

The only limitation is that the materials for refining must be the life of living beings, the stronger the better.

If the life of the living being is too weak, the effect is extremely poor, or even ineffective.

This is a typical inheritance of magic cultivators, using the blood of living beings as materials.

Therefore, it also has the inherent shortcomings of the magic inheritance, such as unstable foundation, easy to go astray, low success rate of surviving the heavenly tribulation, and many other negative effects.

‘I feel that my bottom line is about to be shaken. ’

‘If it is a foreign cultivator who has committed a massacre, or a cultivator of the human race who has committed a capital crime, it may not be impossible to use it to refine the sword...’

‘The magic inheritance, if used righteously, is righteous, and if used evilly, is evil. ’

Jiang Ding could clearly feel that while the power of the blood sword in his hand was enhanced, many negative emotions came from the blood sword, trying to invade his sea of ​​consciousness, and all kinds of reasonable and reasonable voices whispered in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The key is that he himself thinks it makes sense.

These surging negative emotions are enough to make a Tianjun who has just been promoted to the God of Incarnation go crazy and explode to death. As the cultivation continues, these inner demons will inevitably grow further.

This is what troubles the cultivators of the Demonic Path and the Blood Path for their entire lives. It runs through their entire cultivation career and cannot be gotten rid of no matter what. Ninety-nine percent of people die from inner demons along the way. The rest are not exempted and may go crazy at any time.

This is the price of the rapid success of the Demonic Path and the Blood Path.

‘Yes, it is so easy to lose control, with all kinds of seemingly reasonable reasons. ’

‘The demon of the Demonic Path is like this, with a very tempting appearance and seemingly reasonable logic. It is correct if it is used correctly. ’

‘In fact, ninety-nine percent of people will fall. ’

Jiang Ding thought silently.

‘However,’

‘Nothing more than that. ’

‘Compared to the Great Sun Sword Path, which is always in a bloodthirsty frenzy and wants to find a strong enemy to fight to the death, these blood path demons are still far behind. ’

Clang!

The sword sounded softly, clearing all of Jiang Ding’s distracting thoughts, and his sea of ​​consciousness was clear.

“Blood Dao, you can use it.”

“After all, it is a brilliant achievement of the immortal civilization. If you don’t use it yourself and give it to the enemy, you will fall behind. Falling behind will affect the survival of individuals and civilization.”

“But it must be limited to a small range and become a small branch of the immortal gate. It cannot be spread in large quantities.”

“Ordinary people cannot inherit without going through layers of tests to strengthen their Dao heart.”

Jiang Ding dealt with this Dao heart problem and ignored it.

As the cultivation of immortals improves and their lifespan increases, the stability of Dao heart and soul becomes more and more important. It can be said that if the Dao heart cannot be maintained, it is common to go astray, have a sharp decline in strength, and be unable to advance for life.

Therefore, immortals must always wipe their Dao hearts to make them clear and ethereal without any loopholes.

Jiang Ding walked slowly into the clan land of the Moye family.

There was an attraction in the surrounding void. One by one, the storage magic weapon, the storage horn, and the various treasure houses of the Moye family opened spontaneously. A large number of natural treasures emitted moving light, from the first level to the fifth level, arranged in a river, and flew into his storage magic weapon spontaneously.

Occasionally, there was a treasure house restriction, and a blood-colored sword energy slashed over and solved it instantly.

The storage magic weapon of the Blood River King was constantly filled, and finally it was even full. He had to find a fifth-level horn storage magic weapon in the secret storehouse of the Moye family and continue to collect.

"My lord,"

"Instantly, rich!"

Jiang Ding took a deep breath.

The wealth of the Horned Nether Realm is indeed not just talk.

He roughly estimated that the wealth of this Moye family alone was about 230,000 top-quality spiritual stones, not counting the increased price value of exotic products.

The gods of Beiyuan, whether they are Icefield Heavenly Lord or Centipede Heavenly Lord, are poor ghosts in front of the Magic Leaf Family!

It is unbearable for God to allow such a rich place to be occupied by a cruel and evil race like the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, which takes all races as slaves and slaughters all races wantonly.

The light of humankind's righteous path must shroud this place and bring unquestionable justice to the Jiao Nether Realm.

Jiang Ding walked among the dilapidated Moye Family, admiring the scenery of the Moye Family that was extremely damaged due to war and killings. He felt a shift in the order of the realm and the beauty of the alternation of the old and the new.

Finally, he stopped in front of the majestic Demon Leaf Family Ancestor Hall.

Here, the ancestor of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, the 'Old God', is enshrined, an unknown creature shrouded in the darkness of the netherworld, with no body or appearance, as if it is just an essence in the universe.

Under the 'Ancient God', there are statues of great emperors, carved from a kind of dark magic stone.

The Magic Leaf family has a long history and has had eighteen great emperors in history. The most recent one was the Qing Yan Great Emperor before the Flame Stone Great Emperor.

It's not surprising, it's not special.

More than 90% of the families of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan that are still glorious today are descendants of various great emperors in history. This is a fighting race whose power can be passed on through blood.

Below the many great emperors, there is a lifelike statue of a red-haired old man, with the breath of life. His green horn reaches the sky, and his eyes look maliciously at the blood-robed Taoist in front of him.

This is the king of the Magic Leaf Family, the Magic Leaf King.

"Lord Demon Leaf King,"

"It's been a long time since I last saw you."

With a flattering smile on his face, Jiang Ding knelt down and saluted: "Five hundred and seventy-six years ago, you asked me to refine a blood longevity pill for you that can extend the life of a general monk. Now it has been refined. Made with the blood and soul of your son Mo Yewu."

"Look, when will you come and get it so that it can be used to extend the life of some general monk?"

Jiang Ding flipped his hand, and a blood-red elixir appeared in his palm. It was full of blood and was refined from the blood souls of many living beings. It exuded a strong aura of temptation and could extend the life of Yuanying-level monks.

The eyes of the statue of the Demonic Leaf King became even colder, and the traces of murderous intent and resentment almost solidified.

"oh!"

Seeing this, Jiang Ding suddenly realized and said in astonishment: "You want this blood longevity pill, isn't it just for an ant like Mo Yewu?"

"Then you should have told me earlier!"

"Ouch!"

Jiang Ding slapped his thigh and felt very regretful: "If you didn't tell me earlier, I would have killed your son, grandson, granddaughter, daughter, nephew... all of them by accident."

"There is nothing we can do, they are slaves at every mouth, slave at every mouth."

"Of course, this is nothing. I am very generous and never care about it."

"The key point is that they actually violated the emperor's will. There is nothing we can do about it. I am just forced to defend and counterattack."

"This is not what I want!"

Jiang Ding said angrily: "How about you give me another one?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep this blood longevity pill for you. Lord Demon Leaf King, you can live with confidence and boldness."

Jiang Ding patted his chest and promised.

"You slave..."

The distracted statue left by the Demonic Leaf King in the Ancestor Hall turned red, and then suddenly exploded without any attack, turning into countless fragments.

Vaguely, Jiang Ding saw an old red-haired man vomiting blood in the distance and then disappeared.