"Do you know that the entire Blood Demon Sirius Sect has only one cultivating monster beast, Lord Wolf?"

The wolf slave then said.

One?

One of the three most powerful sects among demon cultivators, the Blood Demon Sirius Sect with tens of thousands of followers, has only that beast as the source of its cultivation?

"This is impossible!" Zhan Feihong finally spoke, and he said with disbelief: "Whether it is a vicious beast or a spiritual beast, as a natal beast, one beast corresponds to only one person!"

Hearing the young man's question, the wolf slave whispered contemptuously, and asked calmly: "Is it incredible? Then do you think that the five spiritual veins in your body are even more outrageous?"

Zhan Feihong couldn't help but feel suffocated. As the other party said, he himself is an existence beyond common sense, so why should he ask others the same questions?

"You'd better remember that ferocious beasts are ferocious beasts. They are just wild beasts that cannot be tamed. However, ancient monsters have inherited the evil spirit of the world since ancient times and have been brewing.

The most evil existence comes out of this!"

Having said this, the wolf slave reached out and put down Zhan Feihong, waved his palm towards the sky, and boundless blood energy enveloped the young man's surroundings.

"Do you think this blood energy comes out of thin air?"

As his fingers slowly tightened, Zhan Feihong felt that all the hairs on his body stood on end, and the blood flowing under his skin seemed to be being pulled wildly outward by some unknown force!

The boy's skin instantly turned red. He felt as if his spiritual energy and blood had been drained by this force. He could no longer maintain any strength and was about to fall to the ground.

Suddenly, the wolf slave suddenly withdrew the blood energy surrounding the young man, curled up his lips and said with a smile: "How does it feel to be emptied of time?"

But he didn't know that if he took one step slower, it wouldn't be certain who would "eat" who.

Back then, Su Chuanfang's blood demon clone used the blood-transforming magical power in the blood demon skill against Zhan Feihong, and then ushered in the crazy backlash of the black energy. But now, with his little one who is not even half a clone,

Little blood wolf guard, maybe this black dragon fetus won’t even be able to survive.

However, the furious Zhan Feihong failed to recall this, otherwise he could have taken the opportunity to counterattack.

"To tell you the truth, this blood demon aura is not an ordinary bloody aura, but is formed from the resentment of millions of dead people in the past, present and future!"

The wolf slave looked at Zhan Feihong, who was sitting on the ground, and continued: "In other words, as long as the resentment between heaven and earth continues, the wolf master will never die! You now understand the nonsense you said in front of His Highness before.

, how ridiculous is it?”

Resentment takes shape?

Zhan Feihong finally understood why Su Chuanfang tried to dissuade him again and again.

How could an ordinary person fight against such an existence that was not a real creature at all?

"Aren't you afraid of retribution?" The young man swallowed hard and asked bitterly.

"retribution?"

There was a sound like multiple people laughing at the same time from the wolf helmet, and the blood-red armor glowed with a coquettish red light. The two pieces of red mist hidden under the wolf slave's helmet were aimed at the young man's position, contemptuously

Said: "You can't even hit me with one hand, and you are still talking about retribution in front of me? Stand up, and I will teach you what retribution is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's figure disappeared from the spot for the third time.

This time, Zhan Feihong's brown light split into two, and he finally used his special skill, the magic power - the clone shadow technique!

It's a pity that although this magical power is many times stronger than ordinary spiritual beasts, even the head of the law enforcement hall of the Nangong family was shocked. But in front of the one hundred and eighty-seven magical powers of the Blood Demon Sirius, it seems that

It's insignificant.

A wave of blood roared from the wolf slave's left hand. It didn't take a moment to detect the bloody aura of one of the figures, and he stretched out his claws to grab the figure hiding underground!

"There are countless injustices in the world. They turn into resentment and give birth to blood wolves. This is retribution!"

With a loud "boom", Zhan Feihong was once again lifted out of the soil by the wolf slave with one hand. However, before he could leave the ground, he hurriedly used Shadow Follower and dragged the two of them into the pit together!

Ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet, forty feet...

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fell into the soil more than forty feet deep!

But just when Zhan Feihong was about to break away from the shackles of the wolf slave and return to the surface alone, an extremely dazzling bright red light suddenly lit up in the invisible soil, and then he felt

I felt an irresistible centrifugal force and suddenly became dizzy.

When the bright red light dissipated, the multiple double images in the young man's eyes merged together, and he found that he had been lifted above his head by the wolf slave's left hand and was suspended in mid-air.

"The swelling of resentment turned into magical power, poured into my body, and I was invincible. This is the answer!"

He mercilessly threw the young man into the distance, and Zhan Feihong's body flew a distance of more than ten feet, before being pinched in mid-air by the blood mist. The wolf slave's tone was full of playfulness.

"Now, do you understand? The Wolf Lord is the retribution of this world, and we, the Blood Demon Sirius Sect, are the response of the Wolf Lord! No matter who it is, no one can break this cycle of retribution!"

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?!"

The young man tried all his strength but was unable to break free from the shackles of the blood demon energy. He could only stare coldly at the wolf slave standing not far away and roared wildly.

Hearing these words, the wolf slave couldn't help but glance at him. He didn't expect that after giving so many warnings to this boy, he didn't even know how to be afraid!

"Try, just rely on your pitifully weak strength?!" He snorted and retorted.

"It doesn't matter if you are weak, you will be strong one day!" Zhan Feihong's eyes flashed with his inherent determination, and he shouted sternly: "What kind of karma, what kind of ferocious beasts, I only know that the perseverant will win.

Unyielding is the foundation! If your heart is dead, you will never be able to create a chance of success!"

These words...

If he were the previous wolf slave, he would definitely sneer at the young man's words. But after listening to His Highness's "On Heroes", his heart felt as if a hole had been stabbed with a dagger, and he could no longer hold on to his stubbornness.

Extremely pessimistic thoughts.

Because people's desire for hope will never disappear.

The wolf slave's heart is moved!

The long echo echoed around the waterfall several times, and the wolf slave seemed to be deep in thought, causing the atmosphere between the two to freeze to the extreme.
Chapter completed!