Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"Of course not!"

The demon god smiled and said, "I just said that I just want you to stay in this formation for a while."

"How long?"

"Until you...can no longer draw out the power of the netherworld!"

"What?"

The black blood demon dragon changed color in shock.

But before he could react, the countless formation patterns under his feet glowed brightly, and the entire formation was completely activated.

Waves of strange power invaded his body, and the black blood demon dragon felt that his body had lost control in an instant.

Waves of netherworld power were drawn out of his body and gathered above his head.

But on the other hand, his mana and soul were controlled by the formation, communicating with the netherworld hell, and constantly drawing new netherworld power from hell to the world of the living.

"You captured me for the power of the netherworld?"

The black blood demon dragon gritted his teeth and questioned.

"Yes, it's for the power of the netherworld."

The demon god smiled, waved his hand, and a temple appeared out of thin air in the formation.

The next moment, the netherworld power extracted from the Black Blood Demon Dragon was transferred to the netherworld ghostland of the Vast Sea Continent through this temple.

The Demon God laughed and said, "In fact, with my strength, it is not impossible to capture you directly from the Eastern Region Divine Land."

"It's just that I have been busy setting up this formation during this period, so I didn't personally deal with you, but let the Northern Region Mingzun and Wanyu Taoist to force you into the endless wasteland."

The Demon God smiled half-truthfully and half-falsely: "Daoist Fellow Demon Dragon, you are definitely a treasure. I really didn't expect that there are people in the world who can communicate with hell and attract the netherworld power there."

"So in order to use your ability, I specifically Prepare this formation!"

"This formation can control your soul, body and magic power, allowing you to continuously draw the power of the underworld from hell to the world of the living."

"After that, I will use this temple to send the power of the underworld you have drawn to the place I have prepared."

"Daoyou Molong, people like you who can draw the power of the underworld are unique in the world of the living, so please rest assured that I will definitely let you live as long as possible."

"Until one day... you can no longer draw the power of the underworld from your body."

The Black Blood Demon Dragon felt bitter.

So he was treated as a cow?

He suddenly remembered that he sacrificed himself to the underworld and obtained the power of the underworld to become the master.

At that time, he had just become the master, and his heart was extremely ecstatic. He believed that the power of the underworld was his blessing, and he would be able to use the power of the underworld to go further and prove the truth of the gods in the world one day.

But he didn't expect that after many years, proving the truth of the gods in the world has become a mirage.

Now, he was caught by someone and ended up like this because of the power of the netherworld.

I really don’t know whether the power of the netherworld is his blessing or a disaster?

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he might as well commit suicide earlier, so that he wouldn’t have to come here to suffer such humiliation.

If the people of the Eastern Divine Land knew that the Black Blood Demon Dragon, which they had revered for tens of thousands of years, had now ended up like a cow, they would definitely gloat over it, right?

…

In Mangniu Mountain, the underground palace was quiet.

After Zhao Mu taught Hu Qingming the new immortal way, he asked her to practice under the altar while continuing to control the reincarnation coffin to help Xiao Jinyun merge with Hu Lianxing’s body.

In his mind, the demon god sent the news that the Black Blood Demon Dragon fell into the jar.

He smiled slightly: "First, the Prophet Saint Emperor was sealed, and then the Black Blood Demon Dragon. This incarnation of the Demon God really helped me a lot."

"Now that the Black Blood Demon Dragon is in hand, the Netherworld Ghost Domain will not have to worry about the Netherworld Power for a long time."

"I just don't know to what extent the Netherworld Ghost Domain can grow with the Netherworld Power of the Black Blood Demon Dragon?"

Theoretically, as long as the Black Blood Demon Dragon is controlled, the Netherworld Power can be obtained continuously.

But Zhao Mu knew that it was only in theory.

In fact, it is impossible for the Black Blood Demon Dragon to extract the Netherworld Power from Hell all the time.

The existence in the Netherworld Hell is not a fool.

Ten years!

One hundred years!

One thousand years!

One day, the Netherworld Hell will definitely notice the abnormality of the Black Blood Demon Dragon.

At that time, the powerful existence there will definitely cut off the connection with the Black Blood Demon Dragon, so that it will no longer be able to attract the Netherworld Power to descend on the world of the living.

So what Zhao Mu needs to do is to extract the power of the Netherworld as low-key as possible, so that the Netherworld Hell can detect the abnormality of the Black Blood Demon Dragon as late as possible.

At the same time, he must be prepared to send people to the world of the living to investigate once the Netherworld Hell detects the abnormality of the Black Blood Demon Dragon.

Whether it is to divert the trouble or to conceal the truth, or any other means.

He must ensure that the investigation of the Netherworld Hell will not implicate himself at that time.

"Although there are some risks, as long as it can expand the Netherworld Ghost Domain and accelerate the growth of the Vast Sea Continent, it is worth taking some risks!"

"Anyway, my original body has been hiding behind the scenes. At most, I will lose two clones at that time."

Zhao Mu thought to himself.

He waved his hand lightly, and a ban shielded his surroundings, and then took out the Wordless Book of Heaven.

"Come out, there is something to do." He said.

The Wordless Book of Heaven glowed faintly, and then a beautiful figure flew out of it and floated in the air. It was Shen Nishang.

Shen Nishang stretched lazily, and asked with her red lips: "Why did you call me out when I was sleeping again, you stinky Taoist priest, you must have done it on purpose!"

Zhao Mu chuckled: "It's not that I always call you when you are sleeping, but you sleep twelve hours a day, it would be strange to call you when you are awake."

"Uh..."

Shen Nishang's pretty face froze, and she smiled awkwardly: "Look at what you said, I also sleep a little longer every day for the sake of beauty."

"Okay, don't care about these things. , tell me what you want to know?"

"What do you want to know from the Wordless Book this time?"

Zhao Mu raised his hand and took out a jade box: "The demon god imprisoned the Holy Queen of the Prophet and secretly collected some clues such as the magic power, hair, blood, and cause and effect secrets of the Holy Emperor of the Prophet."

"Now these clues have been sent over, and I need to use the Wordless Book of Heaven to know more about the Holy Emperor of the Prophet."

"So next, it depends on you!"

"Did you bring it so soon?"

Shen Nishang's eyes lit up and she immediately became energetic.

After all, she was also very interested in the Holy Emperor of the Prophet, and she wanted to find more secrets from the time looper!

"Give me all these clues first, I need to refine them before I can use the Wordless Book of Heaven to deduce them."

Shen Nishang said.

"Okay, I hope we can have a surprise this time."

Zhao Mu nodded gently and handed over the jade box.

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