My disciples are all the capital of the emperor

Chapter 1914: Carrying Bloodline, People of the Same Bloodline
The First World War is over.

The calamity clouds dissipated, but the power of the calamity still remained in this bloody space.

The previous blood-colored fog had dissipated under the continuous roar of thunder.

The bloody earth is already in ruins, with cracks everywhere. The originally flat ground is now filled with depressions or raised gravel, like a series of hideous scars.

Xiao Hei's eyes swept downwards, and the corpse bones were embedded deeply into the cracks of the earth like bone spurs.

Then, his eyes fell on Su Ming and the other two who were a hundred miles away.

Noticing that emotionless gaze, Su Ming and the other two felt their blood vessels stagnate for a moment, and their hearts seemed to be grasped by a hand wrapped in black demonic energy.

"Do you still want to fight with me?" Xiao Hei was naked, with the black evil energy still wrapped around his body. The previous battle and tribulation seemed to have no effect on him. On the contrary, he became even stronger.

Who would fight with you?
After seeing what happened just now, even a few lives are not enough for you to fight!

Su Ming, Zhuo Yan, Lu Jingchuan and the other two hurriedly bowed and said, "This inheritance was obtained by you, so we will not shamelessly compete with you for it."

Between life and dignity.

The three wisely chose their lives and said things against their will.

What's the point of having that thing if you've lost your life.

Dignity is something you can only enjoy while you are alive.

The fighting spirit in Xiao Hei's eyes gradually dissipated, and the black demonic energy swirling around his body also began to fade away like the tide. He took out a set of black clothes from the space ring and put them on.

Xiao Hei had no interest in fighting with someone who had no intention of fighting. There was no point in fighting him.

Seeing Xiao Hei's gaze gone, Su Ming and the other two breathed a sigh of relief and then returned the same way they came.

Since the inheritance has nothing to do with them anymore, there is no point in staying here. On the contrary, what if that pervert suddenly goes crazy and punches them?
It would be better to go somewhere else and see if you can pick up some leftovers.

Seeing the three people leave, Xiao Hei withdrew his gaze.

The army of corpses had all been killed in the previous battle, leaving only corpses on the ground.

There were no road signs on the ruined land, and it was impossible to tell the direction.

Xiao Hei frowned slightly, and his eyes suddenly looked towards the place where the corpse giant had just shattered.

The other parts of the skeleton giant had turned into scattered pieces of bones of various shapes, but the sternum engraved with the bloody pattern of a hexagram remained intact!

This is the only clue.

And... there is the breath of holy demon blood in it.

Logically speaking, the Holy Demon bloodline should not be lost in the Chaos Realm... and it was in the core palace of the Chaos Divine Dynasty a million years ago.

Xiao Hei's body gradually fell down, approaching the sternum.

The hexagram blood pattern, which had originally dimmed, had wisps of blood energy lingering on it as Xiao Hei approached, as if it resonated with Xiao Hei's holy demon bloodline.

Xiao Hei stretched out his hand and gently touched the hexagram blood pattern.

Just a moment.

Didn't even give Xiao Hei any chance to react.

The hexagram blood pattern extended from the sternum and turned into a hexagram cage that directly trapped Xiao Hei inside, then pulled him into the sternum and disappeared.

When light reappeared in front of Xiao Hei's eyes, the space he was in had obviously changed.

The broken bloody earth and sky have disappeared.

Instead, there was an empty hall that was completely black.

In front, there is a stone statue that towers up to the dome. The statue is dressed in robes, has a strong body, a stern face, and lowered eyes, as if overlooking the world.

Even though it has no spirit, one can still feel the stone statue emitting an aura of dominance, indifference and contempt for the world.

It is exactly the same as the state when Xiao Hei transformed into a demon and descended into the world.

And under the stone statue, there is a throne wrapped with chains.

On the throne, there was a handsome man who was supporting his cheek with one hand, looking at Xiao Hei with a lazy expression.

Xiao Hei frowned slightly, and the blood in his body began to boil!
How could I not notice this man just now?

As if sensing Xiao Hei's tense body, the handsome man waved his hand and said with a faint smile: "Don't be nervous, you and I are from the same lineage, I won't attack you."

From the same vein.

This sentence is very obvious.

Xiao Hei relaxed a little and asked, "Are you also a demon?"

"Of course." The handsome man smiled and said, "And I think you will also ask why I am here, why the demons appear in the Chaos Dynasty, right?"

Xiao Hei shook his head, "Not very interested."

The handsome man was stunned.

Then Xiao Hei looked at the handsome man and grinned, raised his fist and said to the man: "I am very interested in your strength."

After being stunned for a moment, the handsome man slowly put down his hand that was supporting his cheek, sat up and stared at Xiao Hei, and after a while he burst into laughter.

"As expected of a person of my holy demon bloodline! This warlike spirit is truly engraved in his bones."

"I don't have much time, so I won't fight." The handsome man shook his head, then stood up and walked to Xiao Hei, put his hand on Xiao Hei's shoulder, and nodded after feeling it for a while.

"It seems that you have stimulated the abilities of the Holy Demon Bloodline very well, and you have also cultivated some things that even I have never heard of...even I can't detect it."

The restrictions buried by Lu Changsheng are naturally undetectable.

The handsome man did not press the issue, but smiled calmly and said, "You have a good chance, but there are two points where you still have not reached the strength that the Saint Demon bloodline should have."

Two points?
Xiao Hei was still very interested in the improvement of his own strength, so he asked: "What?"

"Demon fetus and blood bones."

Seeing Xiao Hei's confusion, the man smiled and said, "The demon fetus is like the heart of the Holy Demon Bloodline, and the blood bones... can only be nurtured by the Holy Demon Bloodline. Both are indispensable for physical cultivation, but unfortunately there are very few methods of cultivation."

"But since you passed the test, you deserve a reward."

Done.

The man waved.

The surrounding scene changed again.

The two returned to the sky above the bloody land littered with corpses.

"Fight to nourish the bones, nine times broken and nine times reborn. If the inner demon is not extinguished, the demon fetus will be formed."

Following the man's low shout.

In an instant, all the broken bones on the battlefield turned into a torrent of liquid bone and blood, and rushed towards Xiao Hei at the same time!

Xiao Hei subconsciously wanted to resist, but the liquid bone blood had completely wrapped Xiao Hei's body and seeped into Xiao Hei's body through the orifices!
Great pain!
The veins on Xiao Hei's neck popped up instantly! His eyes widened and his head was raised!
It felt like his bones were broken again, and then the liquid bone blood merged into the broken bones and pieced them together again!
Broken bones continue!

At the same time, a hexagram blood pattern appeared in Xiao Hei's dantian.

This was the man channeling his demonic energy and holy demon blood into Xiao Hei's dantian, but his body was slowly turning into a shadow, like a candle in the wind that could dissipate at any time.

"Carrying the blood of the Holy Demon... the hatred with the God Realm is handed over to you."