At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

As the Promise Demon Venerable moved forward step by step, a complex pattern appeared on the ground in front of him, and it began to emit a faint blood-colored brilliance.

"Tear..."

At that moment, all the clothes on the Promise Demon Venerable were torn off, revealing this pure and flawless body, but the patterns and lines on the ground were slowly moving towards the Promise Demon Venerable. Because of this complicated pattern, the Promise Demon Venerable also began to groan in pain.

"Fuck, master, why do I feel so scared?" In the main god's space, the three-legged golden black hair stood on end, "It seems that the pain that this normal monk has to endure is too painful to transform into a demon cultivator!"

"On this planet, if you want to be stronger, you can only transform into a magic cultivator, otherwise you can only stay on this planet for the rest of your life, and ten people will choose to suffer once!" Zhao Feiyu said, and asked the system, "System, is there a seal?" The coordinates of the magic table, shall we wait for him first?"

"Ding, the system has detected the request of the host, and the transmission is about to begin!" This time, the system didn't say anything more, and started the transmission directly.

It is estimated that this system also wants Zhao Feiyu to recover his strength soon, and it is too late to pretend to be aggressive.

For a while, Zhao Feiyu only felt the sky and the earth spinning, as if he had entered the turbulent flow of time and space. After more than ten seconds, Zhao Feiyu only felt unsteady on his feet. After shaking his body, he realized that he had come to a brand new world.

The environment here is not much different from the environment in the lower realm, except that there is a faint smell of blood in the air, and there is no spiritual energy, but a kind of blood energy, similar to that used by the Promise Demon Lord to control those fierce beasts, but the two are different. There is an obvious difference. In short, the magic cultivator can completely absorb blood energy for cultivation.

"Human?!" A sudden voice sounded.

I saw a tall man dressed in black with two newly protruding horns on his head, looking at Zhao Feiyu suspiciously, and then he laughed loudly: "Why don't you be so cool, I just came out to let the wind go, unexpectedly Met delicious human beings, Lord Demon God favored me, hahaha..."

As he said that, the man grabbed Zhao Feiyu.

"What's wrong?!" Zhao Feiyu frowned slightly, and immediately stepped back a dozen steps, "Dude, you are so awesome, you plan to eat me without saying a word?!"

"Human beings are just for eating?" The man smiled dismissively, "However, it's beyond my expectation that you are qualified to practice, but it's more delicious this way, hahaha!"

Speaking of stepping forward again, Zhao Feiyu shook his head slightly, punched the man in the chest, and pushed the man back a few steps. This also gave Zhao Feiyu a general understanding of the man: Taiyi True Devil!

"Do you still dare to resist?" The man was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his hands excitedly, "Hehehe, the more you resist, the more excited I will be, scream, scream!"

"Grass!" The corner of Zhao Feiyu's mouth twitched.

"Master, why do I get the feeling that he doesn't want to eat you, but he wants to... Hehehe!" The three-legged Jinwu also had a dazed expression, thinking of something, and suddenly smiled wickedly.

"Hahaha!" The man laughed loudly, and with a slight "buzz", a thick bloody light suddenly appeared on his body, and he punched Zhao Feiyu.

"Come on!" Zhao Feiyu shouted, and also punched him.

All of a sudden, sand and rocks were flying, and the sound was loud. With the sound of cracking, the man was thrown away more than ten meters away. Then he finally put away his smile and started to look at Zhao Feiyu: "In my demon realm, human beings are the lowest creatures. Either be used as a slave, or be used as food, the strongest is no more than the second level of true demons, but you have such strength, you must not be in the demon realm, who are you?!"

"I'll tell you when you're dead!" The man roared angrily and turned around, only to see a big blood-colored bell suddenly appear, spinning and flying high into the sky, and then ruthlessly covered Zhao Feiyu.

Zhao Feiyu frowned and stared at the blood-colored clock. He didn't dodge, and was directly covered inside. Then he threw a tentative punch, but the clock rotated at a high speed, and did not cause any damage to it at all!

"Hahahaha!" The man laughed even more, "I am a blood ringing bell. I specialize in refining casual cultivators like you. You still want to struggle out of it. This is simply a joke!"

Zhao Feiyu shook his head slightly, breaking the law instantly into a black fist, and slammed it hard on the big clock. There was only a loud "buzz", and the big clock was smashed to pieces in an instant.

The man also took a dozen steps back, spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and looked at Zhao Feiyu in surprise: "How is this possible, you can't beat the bloody bell!"

This bell is a magic weapon for a man's life and death. Even a strong person who is one level higher than him can cover it and be refined, but this man broke it easily, which is simply impossible!

"Can you tell me who you are now?" Zhao Feiyu asked lightly.

"I'm just a little loose demon with no family or sect, sir, you can't kill me!" The man immediately shouted, "Let me go?"

"I think so too, but my human outfit doesn't seem very good, I think I should become you!" Zhao Feiyu said with a smile, "But the prerequisite for becoming you is that you have to die!"

"What?" The man froze for a moment, but saw the petals flashing in front of his eyes, the poor man's face changed slightly, and he fell straight on the ground.

At the same time that the three-legged Golden Crow burned him to ashes, Zhao Feiyu had already changed into his appearance with the help of the system. impersonate.

At the same time, a bloody light flashed, and Demon Lord Wuji successfully ascended.

It's just that he should have discovered Zhao Feiyu's existence as soon as he came up. In almost a tenth of a second, the Promise Demon Venerable had already knelt on the ground and shouted: "Master, don't kill me, I'm just a little boy who just ascended!" My dear, lonely and pitiful!"

"Let me tell you, how did you become such a timid person now that you were a Demon Lord back then?" Zhao Feiyu asked angrily, "You should at least have a bit of the Demon Lord's arrogance, right?"

"Why... are you that uncle from the lower realm?" The Promise Demon Venerable was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, but the next second tears came down, "I was scared to death, I thought I would be killed as soon as I came back , woo woo woo..."

"Is it so exaggerated?" Zhao Feiyu asked angrily.

"That's natural!" The Promise Demon Venerable said pitifully, "The Demon Realm is a world where the weak eat the strong and the strong will eat at the slightest disagreement. In this world, there are no rules, no fairness and justice, only killing!"

"So exciting?" The three-legged Golden Crow also came out of the main god's space, and asked excitedly.