Deep in the holy formation, the demon emperor stood in the air, staring at Ronggu, who was completely bound by black chains, his face full of lust.

Although the Demon King looks quite embarrassed, it is not worth mentioning compared to Ronggu.

Ronggu's body was almost collapsed, covered with dense cracks, and blood as hot as magma continued to flow out from the cracks on the surface of the body. Moreover, the hooks at the ends of black chains pierced all the key points of Ronggu's body.

And below Ronggu, corpses of the Netherworld clan were piled up into a mountain.

The Nether King Fulong paid a huge price this time, and eventually suffered heavy damage and restrained Ronggu.

Although I was very sad for those dead tribe members, Fulong did not regret it because all this sacrifice was worth it.

"Dark God, Moon Filth, Sun Burning, It's time to start offering sacrifices!"

Fulong recited three names in a row, and then walked out of three strange figures in the void.

These three figures look similar to the human race. The only difference is that their skin is dark purple, and their eyebrows have corresponding marks.

These three are two men and one woman. They look very young from their appearance, but in fact they have lived for countless years. They are the top powerhouses in the Netherworld Clan.

Dark God is a hook-nosed man with a black wolf-shaped mark on his eyebrows and his eyes are as weird as ink, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Yue Fei is a charming woman with a crescent moon mark on her eyebrows and a very good figure. If she had not been exposed, her skin was dark purple, she would definitely be a standard beauty among the human race.

Rizhuo is a burly young man with a big mark on his eyebrows, his whole body is filled with fierce temperament, and his eyes are as bright as fire.

The three of them nodded at Fulong, then swept out, hovering in three directions around Ronggu.

Fulong took one step and made up the only gap between the three, which was directly ahead of Ronggu.

"Ronggu, you didn't expect that you have been there until now, just to deal with the demon clan! But you didn't expect that you ended up in the hands of my Netherworld clan. How do you feel?"

Fulong looked at Ronggu, who was covered in bruises and was penetrated by countless chains, and laughed at him.

Ronggu looked up at Fulong, lowered his head again, and ignored the latter at all.

Ronggu now has already accepted his fate.

He was very clear about his condition. Not only did he suffer heavy damage, but the chains that penetrated his body also sealed his soul.

Now, even if he wants his soul to leave his body and escape, he can't do it at all.

He has no way out.

But Ronggu was still unwilling to give up. He understood that once he was sacrificed, the ancestor of the Netherworld clan would definitely be born, and all creatures in the Shenjian Continent would suffer a catastrophe.

Ronggu tried to self-destruct, but the chains that penetrated his body sealed all his holy power. Even if he wanted to self-destruct, it would be difficult for him to do so.

"Go on!"

Fulong glanced at the other three people, then took a step forward, rushed to Ronggu, and then pointed his right sword together, and pointed it directly at Ronggu's eyebrows.

Suddenly, from Fulong's fingertips, a strange purple-black viscous energy surged out, and it poured into the depths of Ronggu's eyebrows.

The three of Dark God, Yue Fei and Ri Zhuo also came close to each other. The Dark God made claws with his hands and grabbed Rong Gu's arms. Yue Fei held Rong Gu's feet, and Ri Zhuo made his right hand made a palm against Rong Gu's chest and abdomen.

The three of them also burst out purple-black viscous energy, and poured them into Rong Gu's body.

Ronggu let out a shrill scream. The moment the viscous purple-black energy poured into his body, he felt that his whole body was filled with tragic pain, as if he was gnawing by thousands of ants, making him seem to be melting.

This severe pain is not something that ordinary people can tolerate. Even a strong man at the peak of the first-level Saint Lord like Ronggu screamed out because he couldn't bear it.

He could easily feel that this purple-black viscous energy was like an invisible big hand, rushing into the depths of his body, then polluting the flesh, bones and holy power of his body, and then starting to erode the deepest origin in his body.

Ronggu immediately understood that they wanted to refine his origin.

After a while, Ronggu felt dizzy and a strong feeling of nausea and vomiting, and then a hot current rushed straight to his forehead.

Then, a purple-gold pillar of air rose from his heavenly spirit cap and soared into the sky.

What's strange is that among the countless black fog directly above Ronggu, it suddenly changed and a huge mouth condensed.

The mouth opened and sucked in a sucking manner, and continuously sucked the purple-gold air column that rushed out of the Ronggu Tian Linggu continuously.

Ronggu's face turned pale and his whole body twitched.

"It's Lord Ancestor, he has begun to respond to our gifts!"

Fulong saw the big mouth in the sky, and showed a look of joy, and laughed loudly.

The dark god, Yue Fei and Ri Zhuo also showed excited smiles on their faces. They finally had the opportunity to witness the revival of the ancestor land.

As the mouth continued to absorb, the big mouth began to gradually become clearer, and then slowly sank, and a strange and ferocious face appeared.

Through the origin of swallowing and merging, the ancestor of the Netherworld clan is constantly recovering. He originally had only one mouth, but now he recovers to reveal a complete head.

Ronggu's aura was rapidly weakening, his face was pale and bloodless, and he looked terminally ill.

The origin is the most essential thing of any living creature. Once it is absorbed, it will be no far from death.

Moreover, the ancestor of the Netherworld clan swallowed very quickly. In just a quarter of an hour, nearly half of Ronggu's origin was sucked away.

At this time, a melodious sound of flute came from the outside world, with extremely strong penetration and echoing continuously in the formation.

The Netherworld Fulong, whose attention was originally on the huge face in the sky, changed his face as soon as he heard the sound of the flute.

His face became ferocious, his eyes flashed, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was fighting against something.

The sound of the flute awakened the demon emperor's soul deep in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Over the past countless years, the only thing Fulong did was to parasitize the demon emperor, then slowly erode the demon emperor's soul, and finally replace it.

He did, but who is the Demon King? How could he die so easily?

The Demon Emperor's soul is very powerful. Even Fulong spent ten thousand years, he could not completely destroy the Demon Emperor's soul, so he could only seal the Demon Emperor's soul.

Originally, the demon emperor's soul was sealed and it was always quiet, as if it was dead.

But now, the moment the sound of the flute sounded, the demon emperor's soul was moving and slamming into the seal in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Mr. Fulong! What's wrong?"

Yue Fei immediately noticed Fulong's abnormality and asked.

"Someone is trying to awaken the Demon King's soul, damn it! Who is it?"

Fulong gritted his teeth, whistled, and said, "Go and kill all those who break into the formation!"
Chapter completed!