Seeing the sword energy in Wu Que's hand, the eyes of Xiliang Demon Ancestor were almost falling off.

"Is it a waste for me to use the sword king's sword energy to mess with him, Xiaojiu?"

Xiaojiu said: "Absolutely no waste, lack it. You think you don't have the sword energy. How cost-effective it would be to replace a Demon King servant!"

"Although this devil is a waste now, let's train him and he will soon be able to return to his former realm."

"Okay!" Wu Que nodded his head, his sword energy lingered in his fingertips, and was about to bleed.

The Demon Ancestor Xiliang twisted his body and was afraid. He used the sword energy of the Sword King to cut blood. Is this blood cut?

This is totally a murder!

Although the sword energy is small, it is the sword energy that the strong sword king compresses its cultivation into. Once released, it will explode.

If the Demon Ancestor was in his heyday, he would naturally not be afraid. Now, the Demon Ancestor is already destroyed and the sword energy explodes, a 90% chance of death.

The longer a person lives, the more he wants to live. Who wants to die?

"Human, wait, don't use the sword king's sword energy, I will give you my blood." As a servant, he was unable to be free forever and was always inferior to others, but at least he was still alive. In a last resort, the Demon Ancestor of Xiliang made the right choice.

Wu Que put away his sword energy, and a sword energy was the sword king's full force attack. He really couldn't bear to use it. The Demon Ancestor was able to take the initiative to donate blood, which was inconsistent with Wu Que's intention.

Those who can get free can never pay.

The Demon King was a little decadent, and he was helpless. On this desperate situation, he could only choose the one with better results.

A drop of dark blood emerged from the place where the iron chains were penetrated by his chest, "Take it! Human!"

Xiao Jiu flew over, and the spiritual energy wrapped in the black blood of the Demon Ancestor and placed it in the center of the formation.

"I miss it, and I will distribute a trace of your soul power and a drop of essence and blood."

Wu Que waved his heroic hand and made three drops of essence and blood to Xiao Jiu, and directly distributed one-tenth of his soul power into the formation.

Xiao Jiu floated in the center of the formation and recited an ancient spell. He couldn't understand what he was chanting.

The spell became more and more urgent, the formation pattern disappeared, and bursts of wonderful mysterious light twisted in the formation, as if some ancient giant beast was about to wake up.

The mysterious light of the formation enveloped Wu Que and the Northern Liang Demon Ancestor. The mysterious light wrapped around Wu Que. Xiao Jiu flew to Wu Que's forehead and pointed at Wu Que's eyebrows. A blood-colored mist mark appeared between Wu Que's eyebrows.

In the mark, a bloody light shot towards the Demon Ancestor of Xiliang.

The power in the blood light entered the eyebrows of the Demon Ancestor, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the Demon Sect's mouth.

He did not accept his fate. A demon king was absolutely unwilling to be someone else's servant.

When Wu Que established a connection with the Demon King, the Demon King counterattacked Wu Que with 80% of the demon soul power. If it succeeded, Wu Que would become his servant.

The magic power of this demon ancestor in Xiliang was sucked away by the formation, and his soul power was not as strong as before. However, the lean camel was larger than a horse. The moment he counterattacked, the huge soul power was injected into Wu Que's body.

Xiaojiu was frightened, but he was running the formation and couldn't stop. He could only watch Wu Que being invaded by the soul of Xiliang Demon Ancestor.

Even reminding Wu Que could not do it. If you stop chanting the spell, the formation would collapse. Once the formation was gone and the blood contract was not completed, Wu Que and the Demon King of Xiliang would be scattered.

Xiaojiu could only cheer for Wu Que in his heart, "You can resist it, Jiujiu believes in you."

The soul of the devil entered Wu Que's body, and he laughed wildly: "Ants are ants, their hearts are high, their lives are as thin as paper, and they are trying to control me, you are..."

“Huh?”

"This is?"

The devil King Xiliang wanted to reverse the master and servant of the formation, but after entering Wu Que's body, he realized that he was not in Wu Que's sea of ​​souls.

At this time, he is in the Shura Realm!

"Shura? Mom..."

At first, Wu Que was really scared by the counterattack of the Demon King of Xiliang.

Until the moment the demon soul of the Xiliang Demon Ancestor entered the Shura Realm, Wu Que's worries were gone.

In the Shura Realm, everything is controlled by one's own heavenly way. Once you enter the Shura Realm, you will not be able to jump around.

The Demon Ancestor Xiliang was frightened and said in a mess: "The Shura Demon has actually been left in the world! The soul is the body, the body is the soul, and the body forms its own world. You demon."

What did the Shura tribe do when he was called the devil by the demon king?

The demon king's demon soul was swallowed by the Xuanwu Formation and bound by the formation, and could only mobilize 80% of the demon soul power. Now his demon soul is only stronger than the realm of the God Transformation Realm, but it is only at the demigod realm. Ordinary cultivators in the realm of the God Transformation Realm naturally cannot stop his backlash.

Unfortunately, he fell into Wu Que's hand. Wu Que's thought, a huge palm appeared in the Shura Realm, and a slap suppressed the demon soul from the air.

The huge Shura evil spirit condensed the palm pressed the demon soul to the ground, and there was no chance of the demon soul struggling.

"You little devil, you are trying to compete with me, Shura Heavenly Dao. What are you thinking?"

The demon soul dared not resist anymore, and the blood contract formation was activated, and it stamped the origin of the demon soul of the Xiliang Demon King.

The moment the mark was imprinted, Wu Que clearly felt that one of his thoughts could make the Xiliang Demon Ancestor doomed.

After throwing the demon ancestor's demon soul out of the Shura Realm, Wu Que's consciousness returned to his body, and Xiao Jiu rushed into Wu Que's body nervously for examination.

Seeing that Wu Que was fine, Xiaojiu breathed a sigh of relief and patted his small palm on his chest, "I'm so scared!"

The Demon Ancestor of Xiliang has been planted with a blood seal and has been a servant for life, without any room for resistance.

Xiaojiu left the Shura Realm, climbed onto Wu Que's shoulder, pointed at the Demon Ancestor, and said angrily: "Little Horn Demon, you are finished. You are scared to Jiujiu. From now on, Jiujiu will bully you every day, you can wait."

The Demon Ancestor Xiliang looked bad and failed to resist and became a servant. The days after that would be very painful.

In order to have a little better life in the future, the Demon Ancestor Xiliang lowered his posture and gave up the devil's arrogance: "Sumu pays homage to the master and asks him to save me."

Although he enslaved the Demon Ancestor of Xiliang and could control everything about him, Wu Que would not really mess with him.

It is very simple for Wu Que to crack this formation, "The Demon King's Master servant, you're making a lot of money now."

Wu Que walked to Sumu and grabbed the iron chain. The devouring power of the Shura Realm was generated. The huge power of the formation flowed into the Shura Realm and transformed into the Shura evil energy.

The power of the formation is very strong, and it has disappeared quietly in a month. There are only a few array eyes shattered above the formation.

Wu Que stayed in the womb of the stone turtle for half a year. When the sea tribe's empress Luo Yunxi was found by the shark general. After learning about the current situation of the sea tribe, Luo Yunxi realized that he had misunderstood the old sea turtle.
Chapter completed!