Practice starts with skill points.

The appearance of Blood Demon Clan warriors will change as they practice. The stronger their cultivation, the more similar their body shape will be to the human warriors in the Qingyuan Realm. It is said that Blood Demon Clan at the Emperor level are no different from the God Clan.

There are also some descendants of the Blood Demon Clan Emperor who, apart from some individual characteristics, are similar to the human warriors of the Qingyuan Realm at birth.

The bloodline of this kind of emperor's descendants is extremely noble, and compared with other low-level blood demons, they have superior qualifications.
Some people have speculated that there must be an unknown connection between the Qingyuan Realm and the Xuehua Realm, otherwise they would not be so similar in appearance, not to mention why these two worlds would be connected every ten thousand years.

But it doesn't matter anymore. As the war continues, one day the only way to end the war is for both worlds to completely slaughter one side.

The young man from the Blood Demon Clan wearing a golden crown looked at the Moon Spirit King under the light shield with a playful look on his face, his eyes wandering over her face, chest, and waist, full of aggression.

Behind him stood four Blood Demon guards with the strength of Nirvana Realm. Compared with the Blood Demon youth wearing a golden crown, they were taller, with more ferocious faces, and covered with scales, which made them look very scary. It was obvious that they were not strong, or their bloodline was impure.

"Young master, please wait for a moment. When these demon cubs have almost wiped out the territory, I will capture the woman you want. With this woman's cultivation level, you will definitely have a good time with her." A Blood Demon guard on the left said with a flattering face.

"Young Master, I have recently learned new techniques for training and subjugating people. Once we capture that woman, just give me an hour and I will make her completely obedient and willing to serve you wholeheartedly."

Another Blood Demon guard licked his lips and said flatteringly.

The so-called young master was the son of a powerful emperor from the Blood Demon Clan, named Fei Mo. He was born with noble blood, and his martial arts skills improved by leaps and bounds, making him an extraordinary fighter.

The war between the two worlds was like an amusement park for him. Unexpectedly, he met the Moon Spirit King of the Holy Land of Flowers here. He was attracted by the Moon Spirit King's beauty, so this scene happened.

King Yue Ling was no match for Fei Mo and was injured by him. He had no choice but to use secret defense techniques, but he couldn't hold out for long.

Fei Mo waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. I like those who haven't been subdued or trained. Otherwise, what's the point of blindly obeying?"

As he spoke, the young master Fei Mo licked his lips, his eyes full of lust.

"People always say that the human women of the Qingyuan Realm are very attractive. I want to experience it carefully and see how they are different from that witch. A human from the Holy Demon Realm must be a good commodity. Practicing dual cultivation with her can also improve my cultivation. It should be good."

Boom!

Fei Mo swung his fist fiercely, and a blood-red fist with a hint of golden light hit the light shield heavily.

In an instant, the light shield dimmed, and King Yue Ling's face turned even paler, with blood flowing slightly from the corner of his mouth.

"The young master's divine fist of disaster is becoming more and more subtle. I'm afraid that it won't be long before he can condense the Dharma image of heaven and earth and become the supreme Demon Emperor." A guard exclaimed.

Wow!
With a clear sound, the barrier of King Yue Ling was finally shattered. With a "wow" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell limply to the ground.

"Run."

King Yue Ling let out a final cry and was no longer able to struggle.

"Want to run?"

There was no need for Young Master Fei Mo to speak, as the guards behind him all took action.

The five of them formed a battle formation and attacked at the same time, unexpectedly condensing into a blood-red cage in the air, covering King Yue Ling and the female disciples.

Tatata!
Fei Mo stepped towards King Yue Ling and squatted down.

"My beauty, you can't escape from my palm after all"

Fei Mo caressed Yue Ling Wang's face with one hand. No matter how Yue Ling Wang struggled, he couldn't move, and his face was filled with extreme anger. Clearly seeing Yue Ling Wang's anger, Fei Mo laughed heartily: "Beauty, don't resist! Serve me well, and I will make you my ninety-ninth concubine. If you don't obey..."

As he spoke, he grabbed a disciple of Baihua Holy Land who was at Yin-Yang Realm and standing next to Yue Ling King. He caught him in his hand and pierced his five fingers directly into his body.

"what!"

The female disciple from the Hundred Flowers Holy Land let out a shrill scream, but in a moment her whole body gradually shriveled up, her eyes became lifeless, and then she turned into a dried corpse, with all the blood in her body being drained away.

"Caifu..."

King Yue Ling shouted.

Fei Mo let out a comfortable groan. "The blood of the human warriors in the Qingyuan Realm is indeed delicious. No wonder my father and his men are trying so hard to capture the Qingyuan Realm. That way, they can capture the entire human race and make them blood food for my Holy Demon Clan."

"My beauty, are you scared? Don't worry, we have time to take it slow. It is said that Saint Demon-level women in the Qingyuan Realm are extremely rare. I don't want to lose my money. Let me train you slowly, hahahaha."

Tatata!
The sound of footsteps could be heard from afar. Each step seemed ordinary, but it seemed as if it was stepping on the hearts of these blood demons.

Boom boom boom!
It was like a startling drum or exploding thunder. In an instant, those blood demons whose cultivation was only at the Xuandan or Life and Death realms didn't even have time to scream before their entire bodies shattered into a ball of blood mist.

"who?"

Fei Mo turned around suddenly and roared, causing huge avalanches on countless snow-capped peaks.

The smoke and dust cleared, and a figure came walking on the snow. It was Zhong Lin.

In the blood-red cage, King Yue Ling's eyes lit up when he saw Zhong Lin, and a look of joy appeared on his face, but he did not say anything for fear of affecting Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin quietly glanced at Fei Mo in front of him.

"Fei Mo, the youngest son of the Feiyu Demon Emperor?"

Fei Mo stood up slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"Looking for me, it seems like today won't end peacefully. Well, I'll kill you and cut off your head to make it my trophy."

As Fei Mo spoke, a blood-red long stick suddenly appeared in his hand. It was his natal magic weapon, the supreme royal weapon.

Then it crashed towards Zhong Lin.

With a swing of the stick, he tore through the endless space and flattened the clouds in the sky. The enormous force shattered the vacuum and brought with it the blood domain that suppressed everything.

Rumble!
The stick in Fei Mo's hand fell down like pushing a golden mountain or overturning a jade pillar, instantly clearing away thousands of acres of smoke and dust. The vital energy was squeezed out and made countless sharp whistling sounds, which spread wildly beyond the vast sky.

At this moment, Zhong Lin also threw a punch, smashing it down with a bang.

Rumble!
Amidst a tremendous roar like the collapse of the sky, ripples like a world-destroying tide spread wildly with the two of them as the center. From afar, it looked like a huge mushroom cloud rising in the sky.

Dense cracks appeared in the void, stretching for countless miles. (End of this chapter)