Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 1302 There Are Bloodthieves

Just when Princess Chi panicked and despaired, thinking that she would not be able to escape the demonic power of this young master of the demon clan, she discovered that Ye Xuan frowned, and then disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Princess Chi was slightly taken aback, she unfolded her divine sense, and did not detect Ye Xuan's location at all, as if... the other party left.

This made Princess Chi at a loss for a while, and as the other party left, she found that the huge strange vortex also disappeared.

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At this time, Ye Xuan teleported to a deeper part of the abyss.

In the moment just now, Ye Xuan sensed a strange aura.

It was as if someone was robbing him of the blood essence of the demon race under this abyss.

This made him no longer interested in paying attention to Princess Na Chi.

Ye Xuan's injuries have almost recovered, and his mental strength has fully recovered. He followed his feeling and galloped down.

Unfolding at full speed, after a hundred breaths, Ye Xuan came to the bottom of the abyss.

The place he came from was a huge black mud pit.

It is a deep pit formed by a black silt that emits a pungent smell.

The suction that erupted and Ye Xuan snatched the blood essence of the demons appeared from this pit!
There was a burst of gray mist in the mud pit, completely covering the surrounding area.

But while Ye Xuan's pupils were spinning, he had already seen the scene in the mist.

In the deepest part of this black quagmire, there is a black crystal coffin.

It was extraordinarily huge, lying quietly in the mud pit, as if there was an ancient coffin of a demon god, hundreds of feet long, crouching in the dark depths like a demon dragon.Arriving like a devil, suppressing Jiuyuan Jiuhe.

When Ye Xuan was ten thousand feet away from the black coffin, he had already noticed the extraordinary things in the coffin. He stopped, pondered for a while, and then sneered, "It seems that there are still people with the same purpose as me."

Almost at the moment when Ye Xuan entered the ten-thousand-foot place, a skinny hand suddenly protruded from the coffin under the black mire, and slowly, an old man who looked like a skeleton sat up from the coffin.

The old man's whole body was almost pitch black, almost skinny, without any flesh and blood.On the top of his head, there are only a few strands of hair, and the whole person looks extremely eerie and strange.

In his eyes, a faint light gradually appeared, and then he slowly raised his head.

And on his neck, there are ten magic patterns, but what is strange is that among the ten magic patterns, there is a purple-black magic pattern, with a hint of gold.

"Golden magic pattern, is this a kind of abnormal change of magic blood, or is it the abnormal situation that A-Gump said?" Ye Xuan's figure was floating in the air.After taking a look at the old man, he was sure that he was only a Dzogchen cultivation base of the Saint King Realm.

Then, without any hesitation, the magic pupil turned.

A space crack was torn open in the space under his feet, and the magic thunder billowed in it, and in an instant, streaks of purple-black lightning fell down.

The eyes of the old man inside the huge coffin were dimly lit, and he saw streaks of purple-black magic thunder and lightning strike towards him. The old man stretched out his bony fingers, and lightly touched the purple-black lightning in front of him.

Immediately with a 'bang', the purple-black lightning disappeared without a trace, and a burst of purple-black-golden light appeared on the old man's finger.

"Hmph, even if it's a demon race, but it disturbed my Futu's cultivation, I want to slaughter demons today!" The old man snorted coldly.

There was a strong fighting intent in the dim light in his eyes, and he slowly stood up. At this time, there were purple and black lightnings falling one after another, but every time, they would be easily blocked by the old man with his fingers.

"I am addicted to your orthodox devil blood, my bloodline must be improved to a higher level, and it is almost possible to advance to the Immortal Saint Realm!"

The old man's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, and the next moment, he rushed up and flew towards Ye Xuan at a high speed.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, his magic thunder was easily blocked by the other party.

This old man is very strange, obviously he is the strongest Saint King Realm he has ever encountered.

One must know that even Wei Wuya's ten-world evildoers and others in the ancient battlefield would never dare to resist his attack with their bodies.

"What are you, you dare to offend me, and want to kill me, the demon master?"

Ye Xuan drank coldly, and at the same time, the lotus of the magic flame gathered under his body, turning into a thousands of feet black flame dragon, roaring towards the old man.

"Hmph, who let you, the young master of the demon race, run here without incident? I was worried that my blood would not be able to return to my ancestors again, but you sent me to my door. As for your death, who would have thought that I killed you." The old man growled Yanlong came with a punch.

With a sound of 'Boom', under the strength of his fist, Yan Long directly collapsed and turned into drops of black flame rain.

Before that, Futu was immersed in cultivation, absorbing the essence and blood of the demons in the coffin in the void.

But what makes him angry is that he has been here for hundreds of years, and no one has disturbed him. To be precise, he has never been discovered.

But just now, he felt that the blood essence he had sucked was suddenly plundered away.

This made him extremely angry. He already regarded all the devil blood in this devil burying abyss as his own, and he dared to snatch it away.

At that moment, he immediately frantically urged the secret technique he had practiced, trying to earn money.

Speaking of his secret technique, it was an ancient scroll he accidentally obtained hundreds of years ago. It was called the "Demon Blood Sutra", which was an extremely heaven-defying secret technique, which allowed him to absorb other people's demons. Essence and blood, refining, and finally reaching the bloodline to return to the ancestors.

When he first obtained the Demon Blood Sutra, Futu was shocked as a heavenly being, and used this Demon Blood Sutra to continuously sublimate his own Demon Blood, his talent continued to become stronger, and his cultivation base became higher and higher.

However, as his cultivation became higher and higher, he continued to kill and steal blood, which also aroused the suspicion of many people and provoked many powerful enemies to hunt him down.

After being almost killed by siege many times, Futu's inspiration turned, why did he insist on killing people? Could it be that he couldn't absorb the ready-made demonic blood.

That's right, he thought of the Devil Burial Abyss.

In the end, Futu hid here and practiced silently, preparing to return to the top one day when his magic skills are perfect, and kill everyone without leaving.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that when I snatched the blood essence before, I completely lost to you. It should be some kind of powerful orthodox magic skill. When I kill you, all your magic skills will be destroyed. It will all be mine!"

(End of this chapter)