Deep under the Tianlu, it has expanded to the core of the Nether Corner Clan's nest with a diameter of about 100,000 miles.

Jiao Yan, the Jiao Lang of Ying Xiu'er, stood respectfully in a chamber filled with evil blood. In the chamber that is nearly a thousand miles apart, blood-colored transparent hoses hang down from the ceiling, hundreds of thousands of ovate sacs hanging on the hose, and in the translucent sacs, a perfectly-shaped Mingjiao tribe was quietly curled up there.

Kaori narrowed his eyes and looked at the fleshy sacs a little dazed.

Suddenly, dozens of feet ahead of him, waves rolled in a blood pool of hundreds of miles in diameter, and a huge figure about ten feet tall floated out slowly in the sticky black and red blood.

Large groups of black mist that almost condensed into substance spread rapidly behind the huge figure, and a giant python with a total of 1,080 hideous snake heads appeared slowly.

The giant python was quietly suspended behind the man, with one thousand and eighty heads neatly arranged, forming a strange and evil snake-headed round wheel behind the man. Three thousand and sixty scarlet eyes staring at Jiao Yan tightly. The evil intentions forced Jiao Yan to stiffen all over, and even his thinking almost solidified.

With a 'bang' sound, Jiao Yan knelt heavily on the ground and continued to worship the big gift of prostrated himself.

"Sir, Father!" Jiao Yan respectfully knelt down to the huge figure, and meticulously completed a complete set of extremely complex and evil worship etiquettes.

"It's good if you're not dead!" The black and red blood rolled and condensed into a huge skeleton throne. The huge figure sat on the throne in a steady manner. His five fingers gently pulled the handrail of the throne, making a crisp "ding" sound.

"Although, I won't feel sorry for you if you die." The huge figure giggled: "A mere child, a child who has not even been able to refine his natal nest... is still a child with ambitions far exceeding his limits. Such a fool needs as much as you want, and I won't feel heartbroken if you die."

The index finger of his left hand raised, pointed to the people of the Mingjiao tribe curled up in the hanging flesh sacs on his head, and the huge figure said lightly: "Remember, remember, always remember. You still have so many brothers waiting to be born... Someone can replace you at any time!"

"You can be born, fight and fight, spread the reputation of my Nether Corner clan. It's not because you are so outstanding, but because you are lucky." The huge figure said coldly: "Among your brothers who have not been born, there will definitely be a genius who is hundreds, thousands, and ten thousand times better than you."

"Just because our Nether Corner clan has destroyed resources too much, and our Nether Corner clan has destroyed various worlds too much... The ancestors restrict us from reproducing offspring at will, so they have no chance to be born."

Shaking his head, the huge figure said calmly: "That's all!"

Kaoyan knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully to the huge figure: "My father, I know I'm wrong. From now on, I will never do such stupid things beyond my strength."

The huge figure nodded with satisfaction. He waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Very good. Now, get out and do things. The old nest of the Heavenly Clan? Humph, how could it be so easy to be beaten down by you, the young boys?"

"I'm so curious, what are the terrifying old guys of the Heavenly Clan calculus calculus? Their lair is so empty?"

He snorted a low voice, and the huge figure said a little annoyed: "It's really annoying. Our Nether Corner clan has unparalleled combat power, but it's so annoying about conspiracy! What are they calculating? I always have a feeling of uneasiness."

He raised his thin, sharp, angular bulge, and fisted his head hard. With a loud "bang" sound, a large piece of Mars splashed.

The huge figure shook his head and muttered in a low voice: "Kill, plunder, devour, evolution... Our bloodline has given us extremely powerful combat power. The reputation of our Nether Corner clan has made countless enemies frightened!"

"But, wisdom! We lack wisdom, which is too... embarrassing!" The huge figure complained helplessly: "We have swallowed the brains of so many powerful intelligent creatures, but we have not been able to increase our IQ a little! The great ancestor is above, is there stones in his brain?"

Kaori raised his head carefully and smiled cautiously: "So, my father, that woman..."

The huge figure was stunned, and two balls of blazing blood-colored flames in his eyes burned. He said in a deep voice: "That indigenous woman? Well, it seems that she is smarter than you... Maybe we can all learn something useful from her."

"Go, go, I'll give you some of the permissions to your mother's nest. You let her let go and play. I want to see how much she can do!" said the huge figure in a muffled voice: "Maybe, she will be very useful in the future, who knows?"

Jiao Yan stood up and turned into a black light to escape from the cabin. He flew away in a hurry, running fast as if he was escaping.

The voice of the huge figure suddenly came, and it easily spread throughout the huge nest: "But, Jiao Yan, my most useless waste son, if you make a mistake this time, I will swallow your head!"

Jiao Yan shuddered and his speed of running out became even faster.

At the same time, at the entrance of the Blood Prison that the Shui clan was responsible for suppressing, it completely turned into a member of the Mingjiao tribe. He was covered with thick black armor and black armor. He only had a beautiful face that was still stunning. Ying Xiu'er stood on the city wall, looking at countless warriors of the Mingjiao tribe who were in a mess.

Deafening sounds of waves came from the corridor leading to the underground blood hell, and waves of blood rolled out of the corridor, chasing closely behind these warriors of the Nether Corner clan.

Shui Wubo and a group of people from the Mingjiao clan who were alienated by the Mingjiao clan and had been assimilated from flesh and blood to souls by the Mingjiao clan, running in a panic in front of all the warriors of the Mingjiao clan, constantly making roars of anger and anger.

After being assimilated by the original evil power of the Nether Corner clan, Shui Wubo and historians seemed to have also been affected.

Their IQ seemed to have dropped by more than half, and the cruel and cruel primitive beast nature became their instinct. Their roars were as ferocious as wild beasts, and the expressions on their faces were even distorted to the extreme, and they were like evil ghosts.

"Damn it, damn it, why is such a terrible demon hidden in the Blood Prison?" Shui Wubo roared in anger and embarrassedly: "I never knew before that there were so many terrible things here..."

Before he could finish his words, a blood light shot out from the blood wave chasing behind him, instantly piercing through Shui Wubo's chest.
Chapter completed!