Villain: The memory of the tyrant is exposed, the empress cries

The golden dragon flames attached to the black shadow, like putting a person on fire to roast him. Every second, he felt tens of thousands of needles pricking his body.

"Yes! Yes! I am! Demon Race! But I was persecuted." Sombra emphasized at the end that he was persecuted.

Holding the red demon pill in his hand, Lu Ran asked, "This is my master's demon pill, why is it red!"

The demon pill of a half-step celestial being should be golden.

Hei Ying asked blankly, "Your master?"

"Did the woman brought in by Baige yesterday wear a white mask?" Lu Ran asked.

Soi Ying nodded frantically, but his heart became even more frightened. This guy is not here to punish evil and promote good, this guy is here to avenge blood relatives.

Revenge of blood relatives is endless, unless all the people on one side are dead, the killing will not stop.

There was a fierce look in Lu Ran's eyes: "Then why is this demon pill red?"

Before Hei Ying spoke, he squatted down obediently and put his hands on his head in a defensive posture: "Because I trained it into a blood pill."

"What did you say!"

Lu Ran's howl was no longer his own voice but a piercing dragon's cry, cracks appeared in the space, like spider webs.

The pair of dragons stared wide-eyed, and their whole body was already covered with scales.

At this moment, Lu Ran's aura reached an unprecedented height, and even the tens of thousands of troops standing outside the monument of merit and virtue were in chaos in an instant.

Just a glance 500 years ago has caused many people in the tens of millions of troops to vomit blood and pass out, and even some people with low cultivation bases died suddenly.

At this moment, everyone understands that a tyrant is terrifying when he is serious.

Now Shen Xingzhu finally understands how ridiculous it is that he wants to use tens of millions of cultivators to flatten Yucheng. Can Lu Ran, who is serious, really be able to match it?

These tens of millions of cultivators have already been defeated in the face of images from thousands of years ago. If they really faced Lu Ran, their aura would have killed them.

Li Tingyan stood where she was and didn't speak, but the veins on her neck were bulging one by one, no one knew what her expression was.

She didn't know anything about what happened after she went to Zhongzhou with Bai Ge that night.

When she woke up again, she was locked by Lu Ran on the shore of the North Sea, and she had to endure the washing of sea water every day, and her demon core also disappeared.

The black shadow was blown away by Lu Ran's aura, almost turning into a shooting star in the sky.

Lu Ran immediately followed up.

Hei Ying was shaken by Lu Ran's aura just now, and his internal organs were a little dislocated. The pain has not passed, but when he opened his eyes and saw Lu Ran, he quickly knelt at Lu Ran's feet, and kept begging for mercy: "Your master is still alive!" Alive, I just took her demon pill, she is still alive, I will take you to find her."

"I really didn't know she was your master. I was also forced to do nothing."

"In your opinion, I am indeed the devil who refines blood pills, but I was indeed locked here by the four major families of Zhongzhou and forced to give them blood pills."

Lu Ran frowned when he heard Soi Ying's words: "Forced? What do you mean?"

Heiying complained with snot and tears: "About 1000 years ago, I was found in a demon-locking tower by members of the four major families in Zhongzhou, and they let me out. The message went to them."

"They got the news and asked me to help them refine blood pills."

Lu Ran asked: "Help them refine blood pills, why?"

Heiying said aggrievedly: "Even in Zhongzhou, a place with abundant aura, even if the parents are masters in the tribulation period, the children may not necessarily be very talented."

"So they will trick the masters from the four states to come to Zhongzhou, and refine them into blood pills for their children to take to improve their blood and strength."

Lu Ran squinted at the black shadow: "So my master is being targeted?"

Heiying quickly waved his hand: "You already know, this matter really has nothing to do with me, please don't kill me, you can tell me to do anything."

Lu Ran asked coldly, "Where is my master?"

"In the blood cauldron." Heiying said halfway, seeing Lu Ran's gloomy complexion like iron, he quickly continued to change his words: "It takes 49 days to refine the blood pill, and there is nothing wrong now, it can be saved."

With a wave of Lu Ran's hand, the grassland disappeared and returned to the black room again.

Black Shadow was trembling while panting, and his whole body was covered with sweat, as if he had just climbed out of the bathtub.

Heiying felt that he was really in hell just now, with that boundless killing intent, even though he was a demon, he felt that the person in front of him was more like a demon than himself.

"Take me there." Lu Ran said softly.

"Here hey!" Heiying was about to stand up and lead the way when his legs gave way and he fell down again.

But Hei Ying didn't dare to stop at all, and quickly crawled forward to lead the way for Lu Ran.

Lu Ran came to an alchemy room.

This alchemy room is much bigger than the one Lu Ran had seen in Mieshitang.

The appearance of the blood cauldron in the middle is more ferocious and terrifying, and the blood groove pattern on the ground is more complicated and cumbersome.

The blood in the blood groove pattern is black, stretching as far as the eye can see, like a small lake, slowly pouring into the blood cauldron.

Lu Ran looked at the blood cauldron and asked, "How can I stop the blood cauldron?"

Lu Ran had opened a blood cauldron by filling it with pig manure before.

It's just that at that time, he absolutely didn't want to do this to Tiancheng and Liting Yan Luran.

The black shadow lay on the ground and said, "There is no way."

Lu Ran glared at Heiying: "There is no way? I advise you to think it over before you speak, and don't make problems for black and white impermanence."

The shadow quickly said: "Yes, there is another way to replace or purify the blood."

Lu Ran narrowed his eyes: "Purify the blood."

Thinking of this, Lu Ran suddenly had a solution. He drew out his long sword and cut his wrist open. Drops of dragon blood dripped into the black blood the size of a lake.

When Lu Ran's first drop of blood dripped into the lake, the black blood instantly boiled with countless bubbles, and a puff of black smoke rose up and dissipated in the air.

At this time, the black real dragon came out and said: "Lu Ran, although it is useful for you to do this, but this blood groove is too big, you can't evolve it."

Lu Ran looked at the black real dragon and asked, "Do you have any other options?"

The black real dragon shook his head: "There is no way."

"Then just shut up!" Lu Ran's face was fierce.

People standing outside the merit monument can see Lu Ran's face gradually turning pale with the blood flow.

Ao Jiao said very distressed: "Brother Lu doesn't need to do this at all. Didn't Brother Lu pour manure into the blood cauldron last time and break one? This time."

Ao Jiao just remembered that Li Tingyan was here as well.

Li Tingyan couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations in his tone: "If it were me, I don't want Lu Ran to rescue me, and I don't want him to take risks."