Site, the first ancestral demon.

A strong man in the late stage of the sixth level, an existence at the top of the pyramid of the Hidden Blood Continent, and a rare ambitious man in the Blood Demon clan.

Sitter's dream is that the Blood Demon Clan is dictatorial, but the ambition is not recognized by most people. Because if he can rule the entire clan, why can't other sixth-level ancestral demons? If everyone thinks so, the Blood Demon Clan will inevitably be divided. Moreover, Sitter is not the king, and cannot unify his faith and benefit the entire clan. No one will accept his ideas.

It is precisely because of this that Seit became the existence of most blood demons rejected. Except for his younger brother Zumo Makas and some loyal forces, everyone opposed Seit and excluded it from the outside. The three great Ancestors of the Zumo Tribe fought resolutely with Seit. Seit lost to the number of opponents and was finally exiled to the edge step by step. His ambition was not extinguished, but became stronger after the fire of revenge. In order to realize his dream, Seit could spare no expense.

Such a very ambitious person will sooner or later become a disaster for the blood clan, and he must not be left behind.

At this moment, Site was sitting in a wide cave, with strong muscles bulging and full of explosive power. The delicate blood scales were shining with a layer of luster that could be seen by the naked eye. In front of him was a blood beast that had been removed from the blood core. Site first directly enjoyed the blood core, then tore off a beast's leg and stuffed it into the big mouth of the abdomen. "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!" A fresh beast leg dripping with blood was easily bitten by one mouth.

"Brother." The sixth-level thirsty Marcas walked in: "There are people who are unidentified outside asking for a meeting. This is a meeting gift."

Sitter swept the ring with his spirit and grinned, "It's actually a hundred square blood crystals? OK, okay! Since we were driven out of the Ancestral Demon Tribe, our blood crystals have become less and less enough. Since we are so generous, please invite him in!"

Marcas left the cave and soon walked in with a strange-looking monster.

Sitter had never seen such a race. His body was extremely inconsistent. His left side was muscular and extremely ferocious. His right side was evenly shaped and slim, and his face was delicate and charming, just like two bodies were put together.

"What are you?"

"Who am I? It doesn't matter." Loth's voice changed between men and women, "Sit's life is coming soon."

Marcas was furious when he heard this: "Bold!" As he said that, he wanted to smash Loss's body with a punch.

Loth turned his head and looked at him. Marcas seemed to be concentrated by an invisible hammer and flew backwards to the wall. The blow didn't look heavy, but Marcas let out a painful scream, covered his head and spasmed on the ground, and black blood flowed out of his eight eyes at the same time.

Marcas is the fifth ancestral demon, the weakest among the five great ancestral demons. At least he has the early strength of the sixth level, but he was defeated with one blow!

Sitter became alert and secretly circulated his power, staring at Loth: "What do you mean?"

"Sit, Sit." The strange laughter mixed with men and women of Loth echoed, "You are still unaware of the disaster. If you are sure to predict it, there is a powerful king who is coming here to take your life."

Sitter didn't believe it: "Where did the king come from the Hidden Blood Continent? Don't fool me!"

"Oh?" The vertical eyes between Luo Si's eyebrows slowly opened, "How should you explain my existence?"

When Stare was staring at her with a vertical eye, she felt that tens of millions of steel needles were inserted into her brain at the same time. If an ordinary sixth-level person had lost his combat power due to this blow, even Stare felt extremely painful. In just a moment, Stare understood that the opponent's powerful strength was undoubtedly a peak in the sixth-level, or a strong man with specialties in the spiritual realm. When did such a terrifying figure appear in the Hidden Blood Continent?

Luo Si said slowly: "The world is very big, and the hidden blood domain is just a drop in the ocean."

Sitter escaped from his mental attack and gasped: "Who are you... sacred?"

"This is not important." Loss's female voice suddenly became a male voice, "You should believe my words."

Sitter calmed down and showed a hint of grim expression: "Who wants to kill me? Why do you come to report the news?"

"Don't get me wrong, it's just something wrong with him." Los smiled twice, "I want to lend you my hand to give him some pain."

Setter said: "With your strength, I will borrow it from me?"

"My body is very special and I cannot use power other than mental energy." Loss shook his head and turned into a male voice again: "It's a pity that the king has a treasure guarding, and his mental defense is too tough. My power is dispersed for some reason and cannot cause harm to him."

Setter frowned and thought, "What are you going to do?"

"I have a secret technique to temporarily greatly improve my strength, and leave something that specifically restrains him, so that I can deal with him." Luo Si said this, closed his eyes, opened his eyebrows and continued in a male voice: "Please look into my eyes."

Before Stare could speak, the moment when her eyes looked at the demon's eyes, a very short and domineering spiritual energy entered the spiritual world. In an instant, Stare lost consciousness. A few minutes later, when Stare's consciousness recovered, Loth had long disappeared.

For some reason, Sitter's body was strengthened by a strange energy, which greatly enhanced his strength nearly twice!

A ring appeared at the position where Los was standing just now.

Sitter picked up the ring and swept his spirit inside, "It turned out..." His face changed several times, "Is it the one who wants to kill me..."

Marcas recovered and immediately stepped forward and asked, "Brother, who was the one just now?"

Sitter glanced at him: "Stop talking, follow me to a safe place."

Before the two of them had already walked out of the cave, a force of time and space came here, and a figure in a white robe appeared at the entrance of the cave. Sith was shocked and stunned. The other party's strength was obviously in the early stage of the sixth level. With such strength, even ten, it would not take Sith's life!

Site looked at Xiao Yu calmly: "You can't be the king who wants my life, right?"

Xiao Yu was a little surprised, then his face looked a little solemn: "So that's it. Someone has reminded you one step faster than me." As he said that, his eyes looked around and he didn't feel any existence except Marcas.

Sitter snorted coldly: "We have never known each other and have no interest, why?"

"I don't want to waste time with the dying person,"

Marcas shouted angrily: "Arrogant!"

Xiao Yu didn't say nonsense, the power of time and space burst out directly, and a silver-white light flashed, and the two of them were directly involved in the holy realm of time and space.

"This is...the holy land!"

Sitter was trapped in a special space, surrounded by yellow sand and whirlwinds, and there was a scorching fireball in the sky, emitting light and heat like the sun, and there was a silver-white altar in the middle of the holy land.

"Damn, how many attributes does this holy realm have?!"

I saw the yellow sand in the holy realm gathering and condensed into more than a dozen huge yellow sand giants, each of which was more than ten meters high. The wind element condensed into a huge sickle in their hands. They all had the existence of fighting against the fifth-level peakers. These monsters are eternal in the holy realm. As long as the power of the holy realm has not been exhausted, they are immortal.

roar!

The moment the yellow sand giant was formed, the Scythe of Wind was like two people slashing down.

Marcas made a move, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his big mouth. The blood beads burst out and turned into more than a dozen steel needles, piercing the body of the yellow sand giant, and more than a dozen yellow sand giants shattered at the same time. At this time, the hot fireballs in the sky lit up, and a stream of fire that reached level 6 was shot at the two of them.

"A little trick!"

Sitter roared, raised his hand and punched, and the powerful force shattered the stream fire, and the small sun was also bombarded into pieces. The Sanctuary was hit by energy, and hundreds of cracks were quickly distributed on it. Sitter's casual blow almost destroyed the Sanctuary.

Xiao Yu was moved by it: "It's so strange, there's no reason why you're so strong?"

Sitter was strengthened by the power of the demon god, and his power grew to a point that he could not even imagine. He laughed in surprise: "Hahahaha... I saw that this is absolute power. The weak and ignorant poor worm also wants to kill me?"

"I understand, it must be the one who did it!"

Xiao Yu released the Heavenly Demon Puppet King and teleported to the altar of his own. A powerful force suddenly burst out from the altar. He could not avoid it and ignored the distance. Sith and Makas were blown away like a piece of paper.

"This... this is the Void Divine Thunder!" Makas was severely injured by a blow, and spat blood and shouted: "Brother, break the holy realm!"

The power of the Void Divine Thunder is too strong. The most terrifying thing is that it can ignore the constraints of time and space, which is an attack that cannot be avoided or defended. Sith roared and stood up, and a blood-red energy gushed out of his body, as if another ocean of ocean was overturned in the space-time holy realm. Under the impact of blood energy, the space-time holy realm, which had already cracked, was completely broken.

Sanctuary, the Sanctuary of Site.

Xiao Yu's holy realm is extremely powerful. After all, Site's power is much stronger than Xiao Yu. After all, it has increased by nearly doubled by the strength of the Demon God of Luosi, so it can break through Xiao Yu's holy realm and replace it. In previous battles, Xiao Yu has never suffered a loss in the holy realm.

Sith and Makas showed victory expressions. Sith's Sanctuary is extremely powerful, which can greatly enhance the power of blood energy. At the same time, when some self-harm secret techniques are activated in the Sanctuary, the consumed essence and blood can be recovered, thereby reducing the damage caused to itself, which is of great benefit to the blood clan.

"You go and hold the puppet! Leave this king to me!" Sitter stuck out his tongue, licked his mouth, and said with a grim smile: "I have never tasted the blood of the king."

Xiao Yu summoned the ashes and held them in his hand. He split the blood wave with a sword and slashed towards Seit. Seit's big mouth spurted out a large fog made of essence and blood. In the late stage of the sixth-level blood clan, the essence and blood power was naturally extremely strong. After wrapping up Seit's body, it turned into a huge monster phantom. It was like an enlarged version of the blood demon, with eight eyes, terrifying and ferocious.

Sitter's tricks are a bit similar to Han Kexin's Blood Demon King, but compared to the Blood Demon King, it is tangible and purely powerful.
Chapter completed!