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Although the Patriarch Donghuang was in the Yuanshen world, he could also clearly observe the outside world. He was also amazed at this scene and said: "There are so many evil spirits suppressed here, the number can be counted at least. One hundred thousand, how could so many souls die?"

Yuan Futu explained: "In the past, there were countless fairy kingdoms here, but they were attacked by a monster so violently that they were all destroyed. Later, they were renamed the Ruins Plain. Countless souls died tragically back then, but they were built into this Hall of Corpse Souls." My master suppressed it here with evil methods, but the immortal method I practice requires a large number of sacrifices, which happened to make me a wedding dress."

The patriarch Donghuang said in a deep voice: "The left way is also the way, and the evil way of immortality is also a way to seek the way of the gods. It is only too dangerous and will be abandoned by most immortal cultivators. You must keep this in mind, and don't be fooled by evil spirits." There is no way to counterattack, otherwise you will definitely fall into a situation where there is no redemption."

Yuan Futu nodded, concentrating on refining those evil spirits. His cultivation base of boundary power has reached the perfection of Xuanxian, so the blood river has also changed, turning into this bloody vortex with a radius of hundreds of feet. Almost occupying the first door of the entire soul, making it impossible for those hundreds of thousands of evil spirits to escape.

However, the number is too many after all, and it will take a lot of time to completely refine it. However, gradually, in the vortex, several blood shadows were bred. These are the original forms of the Blood Fiend Underworld God. Under the sacrifice of countless living beings, they gradually grew stronger, and finally became like a mysterious fairy.

In this way, it took two full years of refining, and nearly [-]% of the evil spirits were sacrificed in the blood demon body, and the nine-headed blood god of the underworld was also completely refined.

"Finally twelve heads."

Yuan Futu took a deep breath, and with a shake of his shoulders, twelve blood shadows burst out of his body, transforming into huge blood fiend gods suspended in the void, and each head exuded a strong blood evil filth, extremely powerful.

With the blood demon gun removed, the rest of the evil spirits were already terrified by this, and they all shrank into the damaged soul coffin and dared not come out.

"Why didn't you continue?" the Patriarch Donghuang asked doubtfully.

Yuan Futu said: "My goal is the second gate, twelve blood fiends are enough."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the gate of Huangshi, only to see twelve blood flags standing in the dark space ahead, and large strands of strange black energy diffused from them.

"This is... the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Gods!" The Patriarch Donghuang said in shock, "Why did the formation of the ancient ancestral witch appear here?"

Yuan Futu didn't pay attention, and stared ahead, and found that the twelve ancestral witches had already flown out of the blood flag.

"You are finally here." Di Jiang's tone was cold, but there was excitement that could not be concealed.

Yuan Futu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I don't want to continue my cultivation here anymore."

"What did you say?" Zhu Rong roared violently, "I know that a lowly human like you is not good enough to take on a big responsibility. If that's the case, you don't need to leave. Just die here!"

Yuan Futu shook his head and said, "I want to enter the third door."

Di Jiang said coldly: "It's only been a few decades, do you have the strength?"

"Before entering the third gate, I will refine all of you and fuse them with my blood fiend God of the Underworld." Yuan Futu said confidently.

Jinshen Rushou said: "We have thirteen brothers in total, and the filthy divine body that you can condense before is only two ends. How to refine us?"

Yuan Futu didn't answer, but directly cast out the twelve blood fiend gods, and put them across in front of him, facing the twelve ancestor witches far away, the two sides unexpectedly did not give in to each other.

"It was actually succeeded by you." Di Jiang was extremely shocked by this. After all, it has only been a few decades, and the sacrifice of souls and the realm of the world are needed to condense the twelve blood-fiend gods. The realm of strength is definitely not something that can be reached so quickly.

Yuan Futu said: "My world power has reached the perfection of Xuanxian, my soul has broken through to the most holy fairyland, and the second layer of the blood fiend body has also climbed to the peak. These twelve blood fiend gods are the best proof , as long as you can be fused and refined by me, it will not be a problem for your strength to skyrocket, and you will still have a chance to challenge Pangu in the future, which is a thousand times better than staying here."

Those ancestral witches were already moved when they heard these words, but they still hesitated and set their eyes on the eldest brother Di Jiang.

Dijiang pondered silently. He didn't know why the strength of this immortal cultivator had improved by leaps and bounds, but at this moment it had obviously reached the level previously estimated. The twelve ancestor witches faced the divine soul saint, even if they could use formations to continuously Resurrection, but there is no possibility of winning at all, only being suppressed to death.

Yuan Futu said in a deep voice: "There is only one chance, you can't do anything to me now, I will definitely enter the third door, and after leaving the Corpse Soul Hall, I will never set foot here again, that is to say, if you give up forever, you will never leave." They will all be left here, and perhaps after tens of millions of years, there will be a powerful king who will refine you with domineering means."

"Brother, what should we do?" the God of Electricity, Zizi, couldn't hold back his temper and asked.

Di Jiang said, "What's your name?"

"Yuan Futu."

Di Jiang nodded, "Okay, I agree to your terms."

The remaining eleven ancestral witches had already made up their minds and had no objections.

Yuan Futu was extremely excited, with the support of the Twelve Capitals' Gods and Demons formation, his Blood Demons will definitely shine and their strength will increase dramatically.

"But there is one condition. Our brothers exist for only one purpose, and that is to restore the Great God Pangu. You need to find enough blood for us, otherwise, even if you refine this formation, we can also destroy ourselves. Sometimes you still get nothing, and even your realm will regress.”

Di Jiang stated his conditions.

Yuan Futu nodded and said: "As long as it exists in the world, I will definitely try my best to get it to help you fuse and refine it, otherwise I will never be able to become the Great Blood Fiend."

Although the fusion of the Twelve Ancestral Witches of Refining and the Blood Fiend Underworld God seems to be a strong alliance, there is actually a hidden danger, which lies in the third level of evolution of the Blood Fiend **.

If it is said that it is [-] times difficult to fused the twelve blood fiend gods into the blood fiend emperor, then the twelve ancestor witches are [-], but once the fusion is successful, the power is also more than a hundred times that of the blood fiend emperor.