In the huge lake, it is full of lotus flowers, but all the lotus flowers are about to bloom, but they are not in a state of full bloom.

It looks like a different kind of beauty.

But at this moment, everyone's eyes were all focused on a small pavilion in the center of the lake.

A drop of ink-colored blood, suspended in a small pavilion, exuding a dark glow.

Jiang said that in order to get the blood of the demon, it takes an opportunity.Otherwise, the invisible power that surrounds the small pavilion cannot be broken.

Anyone who goes up will die.

What is the opportunity?

Ginger doesn’t know, and the others don’t know.

However, no one gave up, all of them are waiting here, and once the invisible force is dispersed, they will fight to fight.

And the only one who was there was fear for the people was two.One of them is naturally Yang Fan, and the other is the young man in the late Dao Palace.

But whoever gets the blood of the demon will face the joint attack of everyone else.

So, in the end, who can get it, everyone has a chance.

But Yang Fan and the young man in the late Daoyuan realm had a greater advantage, but he did not represent absolute.

Of course, these thoughts do not cover Yang Fan.

After knowing that Jiang Ke needed the blood of this demon, he already had the blood of the demon god.

“What is this?”

“What a magical!”

“Look at it!”

There was a cry, and suddenly it sounded in the crowd.

All eyes, at this moment, gathered on the one-piece lotus flower.

Originally, the lotus flower that wanted to open the unopened, at this time, slowly bloomed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Thousands of lotus flowers, Qiqi bloom, so the scenery, give people an inexplicable shock.

Dozens of breaths, all the lotus blossomed, and at the same moment, all the lotus flowers radiated a sanctity.These lights, like fireflies, flew to the small pavilion in the center of the lake.

However, these lights, when they are close to the small pavilion, seem to encounter some obstacles.

It was as if the light had been blown out, and the firefly-like light was constantly disappearing.

In a few moments, all the light emitted by the lotus flower dissipated.

People are very nervous, but they look forward to staring at the small pavilion, trying to see what comes.But the little pavilion still did not change, at least all the people present, with the naked eye can not see any difference.

Little box, or that little box.

The blood of the demon god still emits a dark glow.

“The opportunity has arrived!”But Jiang Ke's purple pupil, but showed a look of excitement, muttering in his mouth.

In her eyes, the demon's blood radiated, making her have a kind of attraction that she could get through.

She forced herself to calm herself.

It is impossible to rush out at this time and want to get the blood of the demon.The first one will be targeted.

Yang Fan’s head was tilted and asked, “Do you mean to go in and get the blood of the demon?”

"Well, but..." Jiang Kai spoke, and the words behind him had not yet been said, and Yang Fan had already moved.

He knew what Jiang Coi wanted to say, so that he would not be impulsive, so as not to besieged by the people.

Only, with the strength of Yang Fan today, even if these people join hands together?

He is now only one step away from the late Dao Palace, and his combat effectiveness has reached the peak of the Dao Palace.Here, there is only one late Taoyuan, and more than a dozen in the middle of the palace.

It is impossible to make a threat to him!

Therefore, after getting Jiang Ke's positive answer, Yang Fan's body was shading, and he had already leapt over the lake and appeared in the small pavilion.

Bair!

Almost at the same time, the people around the lake looked so bright that they all released terrible momentum.Like the endless waves, from all directions to Yang Fan in the center of the lake.

And Yang Fan stood in the small pavilion, looking at the demon's blood in front of him, and carefully perceived the breath that emanated.

As for the mountains and the sea-like momentum from all sides, Yang Fan did not care at all.

What he was thinking about was the legend of Satan.

As he experiences it, the more he knows, whether it is a legend or a variety of secrets.

Satan is an ancient and unsurpassed being.

There is a legend that the demon god is an eternal existence on the other side and evolved into the path of heaven and earth with his own blood.Then there was the birth of the ancient beast.

The blood of the ancient gods and beasts, through continuous inheritance and the combination of different races, there are various gods and beasts later, as well as demons with lower bloodlines.

The so-called demonic people, that is, the human beings who are born with the power of blood, also come from the demon god.

There is also a legend that the demon god did not go to the other side, but on the road to the other shore, it has come a long way.Even the other side may be very close.

However, when he finally stepped on the other side, he went wrong and fell.

But the demon god's blood is extremely powerful, and not all of it is scattered, and then the first ancient gods and beasts appear, as well as the demonic people.

No matter what kind of legend, the demon god is the ancestor of all demons, gods and beasts, and demons.

And this drop of demonic blood can also greatly enhance the strength of other warriors.But for the gods, or demons, there will be a transformation.

Because in the blood of the demon god, there may be some inheritance of the demon god.

But only the gods and beasts, or the demonic people, can be obtained.

Thinking of these thoughts, Yang Fan put his hand to the blood of the demon god suspended in mid-air, and wrapped it in a wisp of real yuan to put it away.

“Do you dare!”

“Let go of the blood of the demon!”

At the moment of Yang Fan's hand, there was a loud noise around him.

Oh, hey!

At the same time, several young geniuses in the middle of the Taoyuan could not help but shoot.

Yang Fan did not pay attention to the few people who rushed, reached out his hand, and then the real yuan wrapped the demon's blood and held it in his hand.

The other hand is a fist.

Bam!

A few people rushed out and flew out at a faster pace.

Yang Fan stepped out and stood outside the small pavilion, standing above the lake.

“The blood of the demon is mine, which of you who is not satisfied?”The sound of the sound, from the mouth of Yang Fan, was not very thrilling.

But in this indifference, with an unquestionable overbearing.

Any treasure, since many people have found it at the same time, then who can get it in the end is just a fist.

Now, Yang Fan has this strength, naturally will not talk too much, or play any plot.

“Boy, you are crazy!”

“Do you really think that killing the prisoner cow is invincible?”

"Yes, together, we can't believe that you can still stop, give up the blood of the demon, and you can spare your life!"

Many people shouted, seemingly angry, but in the words, they pulled everyone.

They all know that only when everyone joins forces can they steal the blood of the demon from this terrible fellow.And people are not stupid, so naturally acquiesced to this kind of joint.