Deep under Tianlu, there is the core of the Mingjiao clan's lair that has expanded to a diameter of about 100,000 miles.
Jiao Yi, Ying Xiuer's Jiao Lang, was standing respectfully in a chamber filled with evil blood. In a chamber with a radius of nearly a thousand miles, blood-colored transparent hoses hang down from the ceiling. Hundreds of thousands of egg-shaped flesh sacs hang on the hoses. In the translucent flesh sacs, there are perfectly shaped underworld creatures. The Horn tribe members huddled there quietly.
Jiao Yi squinted his eyes, looking at those fleshy bags in a daze.
Suddenly, tens of feet in front of him, waves rolled in a blood pool with a diameter of several hundred miles, and a huge figure about ten feet tall slowly emerged from the sticky black-red blood.
Large groups of black mist that almost condensed into substance spread rapidly behind this huge figure, and a giant python with a total of one thousand and eighty ferocious snake heads slowly emerged.
The giant python was suspended quietly behind the man. One thousand and eighty heads were arranged neatly, forming a strange and evil snake-headed wheel behind the man, with three thousand one hundred and sixty scarlet eyes. Staring at Jiao Yi, the overwhelming evil intention made Jiao Yi's whole body stiff, and even his thoughts almost froze.
With a "dong" sound, Jiao Tie knelt heavily on the ground and paid homage with his whole body bowed to the ground.
"Father!" Jiao Tie knelt down and saluted the huge figure respectfully, meticulously completing a set of extremely complex and strange worship rituals.
"It's good that you're not dead!" The black and red blood rolled and condensed into a huge skull throne. The huge figure sat steadily on the throne, and the five fingers of his right hand gently pressed the armrest of the throne, making a crisp "ding ding" Voice.
"Although, I won't feel bad if you die." The giant figure chuckled: "A mere child, a child who couldn't even refine his own nest...or a child whose ambition far exceeds the limit of his own strength. You can have as much as you want for this kind of idiot, I really won’t be heartbroken if you die.”
The index finger of his left hand raised up and pointed at the people of the Hades Horn tribe huddled in the hanging flesh bags above their heads. The huge figure said lightly: "Remember it, always remember it. You still have so many brothers waiting to be born... there will be someone at any time. I can replace you!"
"You are able to be born, able to go out to fight and fight, and spread the prestige of our Mingjiao clan to all directions. It is not because of how good you are, but just because of your good luck." The huge figure said coldly: "Among the brothers of yours who have not been born? , there will definitely be geniuses who are a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times better than you."
"It's just because our Nether Horn clan has destroyed resources too much, and our Nether Horn clan has destroyed all worlds too much... The ancestors restricted us from reproducing offspring at will, so they have no chance to be born."
Shaking his head, the huge figure said calmly: "That's all!"
Jiao Yi knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the giant figure respectfully: "Father, I know I was wrong. In the future, I will never do such stupid things that are beyond my strength again."
The huge figure nodded with satisfaction. He waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Very good. Now, get out and do things. The Heavenly Clan's lair? Huh, how could it be so easily defeated by you immature brats?" ?”
"I'm really curious, what are those scary old guys from the Celestial Clan planning? Is their lair so empty?"
With a low snort, the giant figure said angrily: "It's really annoying. Our Nether Horn clan has unparalleled combat power, but as for the conspiracy... it's so annoying! What on earth are they planning? I always have an uneasy feeling. .”
He raised his right fist, which was densely covered with thin, sharp horn-like protrusions, and punched his head hard. There was a loud "boom" and large sparks flew.
The huge figure shook his head and muttered in a low voice: "Killing, plundering, devouring, evolving... Our bloodline gives us extremely powerful combat power, and the reputation of our Nether Horn clan makes countless enemies frightened!"
"But, wisdom! We lack wisdom, this is so... embarrassing!" The giant figure complained helplessly: "We have devoured the brains of so many powerful intelligent creatures, but it has not been able to increase our IQ even a little bit! Great! Your ancestor is above, is his brain full of stones?"
Jiao Yi raised his head cautiously and smiled cautiously: "So, father, that woman..."
The huge figure was stunned, and two blazing bloody flames burned in his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "That indigenous woman? Well, it seems that she is smarter than you... Maybe, we can all learn from her. Get something useful."
"Go, go, I'll give you part of the authority over the brood, and you let her do whatever she wants. I want to see how far she can go!" The huge figure said angrily: "Perhaps, she will be very good in the future. It works, who knows?”
Jiao Yi stood up and turned into a black light and escaped from the cabin. He flew away in a hurry, as fast as he was fleeing.
The voice of a huge figure suddenly came and spread easily throughout the huge lair: "However, Jiao Yi, my most useless useless son, if you make another mistake this time, I will eat your head!"
The horns trembled and the spirit shivered, and his speed of escaping became a little faster.
At the same time, at the entrance to the Blood Prison where the Shui clan was responsible for suppressing, he was completely transformed into a member of the Dark Horn Clan. His whole body was covered with thick black armor and his head was wearing black armor. Only his charming little face remained unchanged. Standing on the city wall, Ying Xiuer looked coldly at the countless warriors of the Mingjiao clan who had been forced to retrieve them in embarrassment.
A deafening sound of waves came from the corridor leading to the underground Blood Hell. Waves of blood rolled out of the corridor, chasing after these warriors of the Nether Horn Clan.
Shui Wubo and other group of people from the Shui clan who had been alienated by the Nether Horn clan and had been assimilated by the Nether Horn clan from flesh to body and soul ran in embarrassment in front of all the Nether Horn clan warriors, constantly making angry roars.
After being assimilated by the original evil power of the Nether Horn clan, Shui Wubo and the others' intelligence seemed to be affected.
Their IQ seems to have dropped by more than half, and their cruel and cruel primitive animality has become their instinct. Their roars were as ferocious as wild beasts, and the expressions on their faces were even more distorted to the extreme, making them look like evil ghosts.
"Damn, damn, how come such a terrifying demon is hidden in the Blood Prison?" Shui Wubo roared angrily: "I never knew that there would be so many terrifying demons here..."
Before he finished speaking, a streak of blood shot out from the blood wave chasing behind him, instantly piercing Shui Wubo's chest.
Shui Wubo's body suddenly shriveled up, and all the essence in his body was swallowed up in a snap of his fingers, and his body turned into a wisp of decaying fly ash and disappeared.