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"Then, from now on, everyone will offer the soul fire."

Chapter 172 I am the Lord of Blood

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the demon cultivators instantly became ugly.

Even the Five Poison Raksha's face became tense, looking at Fang Mo sullenly.

Offering soul fire?

Controlling one's own life and death in the hands of others is Chi Guoguo's slavery and insult!

For these rebellious demon cultivators, this is more uncomfortable than killing them.

"You are too much! Even if you are strong! I won't serve you anymore!"

A black-robed demon cultivator scolded angrily, turning into a black light and flying towards the outside of the hall.

Seeing this scene, dozens of figures fled towards the outside of the hall.

"Ha ha…"

Fang Mo let out a chuckle, but did not stop it.

Wudu Luosha stared at Fang Mo with a pair of phoenix eyes, and the battle between heaven and man was in his mind.

escape?

Still don't run away?

She will be free after escaping, no need to hand over her soul fire...

But the strong sixth sense of a woman in her heart told her that she could not escape, otherwise there would be great terror.

Just when Wudu Luocha frowned and hesitated, those who escaped backed back with miserable expressions.

It turned out that the entire hall had been covered by a huge blood curtain at some point, and they and Ben couldn't break through that weird blood curtain, so they had no choice but to retreat.

"Fang... Master Fang Mo, I... I am willing to sacrifice my soul fire."

The group of people who retreated looked slumped. After seeing Fang Mo's weird methods, they resigned to their fate.

"Ha ha…"

Fang Mo smiled and shook his head.

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished, and..."

Fang Mo restrained his smile, and changed the topic:

"Remember, I am not begging you to donate your soul fire, but you are begging me..."

Before he finished speaking, countless blood-colored tentacles directly overwhelmed the group of people.

Looking at the countless terrifying tentacles, Luo Shaqian of the Five Poisons turned pale, and there was a huge wave in her heart.

This guy just fought against Master Bone just now, and he didn't use his full strength at all!

After a few breaths, those terrifying tentacles disappeared, leaving a dry corpse on the ground.

Fang Mo ignored the corpses on the ground and looked indifferently at the remaining demons.

"Lord Fang Mo, I am willing to sacrifice my soul fire!!"

"The little ones are also willing to donate their soul fire!"

"Lord Fang Mo, this subordinate is willing to follow you forever and ever!"

"My lord, please accept the soul fire!"

...

The rest of the demon cultivators knelt on the ground full of fear, carefully held the soul fire in their hands, and held it high above their heads.

Looking at the pile of corpses not far away, the remaining demon cultivators suddenly felt that dignity and freedom were not so important, as long as they survived.

Fang Mo remained expressionless and silent.

Seeing this scene, the demon cultivators became more and more frightened.

"I beg Master Fang Mo to accept the soul fire!"

All the demon cultivators shouted in unison, like thunder.

"OK."

Fang Mo nodded slightly, revealing a slight smile.

After accepting the soul fires of the demon cultivators, Fang Mo slowly looked at the pale Five Poison Raksha beside him.

Meeting Fang Mo's cold gaze, the Five Poison Raksha's heart trembled, and his face turned ashen.

I saw her cherry lips parted slightly, exhaling like blue.

In the next second, a flickering black flame was slowly spit out from the mouth of Sakura, and a pair of tender jade hands held the ball of soul fire in front of Fang Mo.

"Fang...Master Fang Mo, please...please accept my concubine's soul fire."

At this time, the Five Poison Rakshasa's eyes were slumped, and his voice was like a mosquito.

Fang Mo glanced at the Five Poison Rakshasa meaningfully, and waved away the soul fire.

Immediately, Fang Mo slowly glanced at the demon cultivators below.

"From today onwards, I am the Lord of Blood!"

The cold voice echoed throughout the hall.

...

Meanwhile, the outside world.

It has been more than half a month since Fang Mo sacrificed to Jianshi City.

Strangely, the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect did not move at all, as if everything was going on as usual.

However, the Battle of Jianshi City still spread like wildfire, causing shocking waves in the entire cultivation world.

Tianjianzong and Wanshizong joined forces to ambush a mysterious demon cultivator, but the entire army was wiped out.

The two sects suffered heavy losses in this battle. Gu Jiantao, one of the seven elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, fell, and two of the ten elders of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect fell.

In the end, nearly 50 people in Jianshi City were slaughtered.

During this time, countless monks were guessing the identity of that peerless demon cultivator.

"Have you heard about the sword stone city?"

"Of course I heard that in addition to the Sword Stone City this time, it is said that several cities were slaughtered in the Heavenly Sword Sect. The cruel methods are simply appalling!"

"The most shocking thing is that the mysterious demon cultivator was able to defeat the alliance between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect. It is really peerless!"

"Such a powerful demon cultivator, do you think it is some hidden old demon?"

"It's hard to say, but it is said that the Heavenly Sword Sect's demon-eliminating and defending methods are based on this demon."

"What, during this period of time, Tianjianzong exterminated my demon cultivator because of him?! Bah! No matter how strong he is, he is the sinner of our entire demonic way!"

"Shut up, I, a demon cultivator, have been suppressed by the righteous way for a long time. The current demon cultivator has always been hiding and shrinking, and I don't have the demeanor of a demon cultivator!"

"I think this senior demon cultivator is the real demon cultivator. This senior demon cultivator is definitely my hope for the rise of the demonic way!"

"Hmph, such a bloodthirsty demon, be punished!"

...

Heavenly Sword Sect.

Elder Hall.

Baihong sat in a high position with a face as heavy as water, and all the elders looked dignified.

"Great Elder, the battle of Jianshi City has already spread to the outside world. If we don't kill the devil Fang Mo quickly, our sect's image will be greatly damaged."

A middle-aged elder said.

"Shut up! Even Elder Gu Jiantao, who was at the eighth level of the Primordial Realm, died in his hands. Who do you want to kill? Are you going or I will go?!"

Bai Hong glared at the middle-aged elder fiercely.

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged elder turned pale and quickly lowered his head.

"Having joined the sect for less than half a year, no matter how evil you are, it is absolutely impossible to kill a monk at the eighth level of the Primordial Realm. There must be strong people around this person."

Bai Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, talking to himself in a deep voice.

Although the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect had been emphasizing Fang Mo's monstrosity to him, Bai Hong did not believe that he was able to kill a strong man at the eighth level of the Yuan Zhe Realm in just half a year.

He was sure that Fang Mo must be accompanied by a strong man of the eighth level of the primordial realm, maybe even the ninth level of the primordial realm!

"Great Elder, please notify Xiaoyaomen, and unite with Xiaoyaomen to encircle and suppress Fang Mo."

Mei Yuxin, who was dressed in green, opened her mouth slowly.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the elders changed slightly. The last time they joined hands with Xiaoyaomen to exterminate demons was thousands of years ago.

"No, because a devil asked for help from Xiaoyaomen, how can our sect claim to be the leader of the righteous way when word spreads!"

Bai Hong categorically rejected Mei Yuxin's proposal.

"What's more, even if it's the ninth level of Yuan Zhe Realm, if you provoke my Heavenly Sword Sect, you will still kill it!"

Sen Ran's tone made the hearts of the elders tense.

Immediately, Bai Hong said slowly with a blank face:

"In the name of the Great Elder, I will open the Sword Tomb."

Chapter 173 God Bless the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect!

Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

In the Elder's Hall, Great Elder Tang Yuan sat in the hall with a haggard face, his eyes became more cloudy.

An inner disciple who had been an apprentice for half a year lost half of the top ten elders of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, and even Lin Qianchao, the head of the Law Enforcing Palace at the seventh level of the Origin Realm, was not spared.