I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

Look back.

Zhuang Zhou saw a skinny old man.

He was skin and bones, with sunken eye sockets, and his eyeballs rolled and were bloodshot.

The dry hair was like weeds, with only a few strands dancing in the wind.

The moment he saw Zhuang Zhou, he was like a hungry shark smelling blood and looked towards him greedily.

"Old man, with your physique, I'm afraid you can't bite me even if I don't resist!"

Zhuang Zhou was not afraid. He looked at the old man with suspicion.

There were very few teeth left in the other person's mouth.

The body and bones, which were like candles in the wind, were at the end of their rope.

Not to mention eating him, he might fall apart after just two steps.

“Hehehe! How can a naive child know how terrifying I, the Blood Demon Ancestor, am! I will use the Art of Withering and Flourishing to reduce the consumption of Qi and blood with my withered body. If I encounter food, when hunting, I will naturally use the Art of Flourishing and Flourishing to restore my heyday!”

While talking.

The body of the old man who called himself the Blood Demon Ancestor suddenly swelled.

His eyes opened angrily, and his body swelled as if he was blowing air.

His aura was getting higher and higher.

Divine power realm.

Earth evil realm.

Tiangang realm.

Finally, he barely managed to step half a foot into the level of Yin and Yang realm, and then he stopped.

His wrinkled skin also became smoother, and his withered grass-like hair became black and lush.

In the blink of an eye, he was back to his prime, with a strong body and sharp edges, like an iron tower, suffocating.

"So, can I enjoy you?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor Jie Jie smiled.

He looked down at Zhuang Zhou.

It's like looking at a plate of delicious food.

Zhuang Zhou has abundant Qi and blood in his body, so it is most suitable for him to eat.

"Uh, I think you looked better the way you did before. Now you look a little too fierce!"

Zhuang Zhou groped for a long time from the storage bag on his waist.

at last.

A small clock the size of a thumb appeared in his hand.

Morning bell.

Zhuang Zhou's magical power surged and was injected into the morning bell.

The morning bell suddenly enlarged.

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

Three blasts in a row.

Time around the Blood Demon Ancestor goes backwards.

His body was leaking again like a ball pricked by a needle, quickly becoming shriveled up. He was back to his former self as a dying old man.

His eyes became cloudy and yellow, and his whole body felt weak, just like an ordinary person.

"No!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor shouted.

He never thought that his method of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger would actually turn him into a pig that could be slaughtered.

"Your method is indeed not weak, but unfortunately, I have the power of time and space. When the morning bell rings, time can go back and you can quickly go back to a few breaths ago."

Zhuang Zhou looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor and said with a smile.

"Now you should be able to see clearly who is the hunter and who is the prey between the two of us."

Zhuang Zhou said this to the Blood Demon Ancestor.

"Spare my life, please spare my life. I can act like a horse for you, and I promise not to rebel."

Without exception, all the practitioners who have survived to this day are people who are afraid of death and love life.

At this moment of life and death, the Blood Demon Ancestor decisively made the most correct choice.

"I don't feel at ease if you verbally promise me like this. People like you will fall out at any time. As long as I'm not careful, you might change into your strongest form and eat me alive."

Zhuang Zhou said.

The Blood Demon Ancestor hesitated for a moment and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"You are able to cultivate to this level. I don't believe that you don't know my requirements. Hand over your soul mark and promise not to rebel against me, and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will kill you now to eliminate future troubles."

Zhuang Zhou said very decisively.

If it were an outsider, Zhuang Zhou would not even say a word of nonsense to this blood demon ancestor and kill him directly to avoid future troubles.

But this is the City of Sin and the situation here is very different from the outside world.

Even if Zhuang Zhou killed the Blood Demon Ancestor, he would not be able to gain any benefit.

Because all the treasures here cannot be taken out.

And the danger he is about to face may be more terrifying than this Blood Demon Ancestor.

So now, a living Blood Demon Ancestor is more valuable than a dead Blood Demon Ancestor.

That's why Zhuang Zhou took the risk and spared the life of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The Blood Demon Ancestor still hesitated, not wanting to die, let alone hand over his life to others.

"Can you change the conditions? I will definitely agree."

"Either die now or hand over your soul mark. You only have these two choices now. You are not qualified to bargain with me."

Zhuang Zhou said coldly.

For this kind of devil, you must use more cruel methods to restrain him. Otherwise, if you are a little weak, your kindness may become the cause of your death.

The murderous intent emanating from Zhuang Zhou's body forced the Blood Demon Ancestor to grit his teeth and hand over his soul mark. He could already feel that the child in front of him was mentally tough, and it was his turn to kill more decisively than an old demon like himself who had practiced for thousands of years. The head is no less impressive.

The soul mark of the Blood Demon Ancestor fell into Zhuang Zhou's hands.

At this moment, a look of satisfaction appeared on Zhuang Zhou's face.

The soul mark can determine the life and death of the Blood Demon Ancestor. As long as he has the slightest thought of rebellion in his heart, Zhuang Zhou can immediately feel him through the soul mark and extinguish the soul mark in his hand. The Blood Demon Ancestor will also be there at the same time. Time vanishes into ashes and ceases to exist.

Zhuang Zhou had a look of satisfaction on his face, but the Demon Cultivator Ancestor's heart was full of despair. He didn't expect that this time he thought he was sure of success, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of his prey. Even the soul mark was controlled by the other party, leaving him no room to struggle.

"Actually, even if you master my soul mark, it won't be of much use. Because I haven't eaten for nearly a hundred years. Even if you use this useless body to reduce daily consumption, I The energy in my body can only last for less than a hundred years. After a hundred years, my true energy will be exhausted, and I will eventually collapse and fall."

The Blood Demon Ancestor said with a miserable laugh.

"A hundred years. Has a hundred years passed since the winter invasion?"

Zhuang Zhou looked a little dazed.

The seven days in the City of Sin span a huge period of time, covering the entire process of the Middle Ages from its heyday to its annihilation. Therefore, every day that passes may be a thousand years for the outside world.

"Don't you know, it's the year 203 of the Cold Winter Calendar... It's been more than two hundred years since the cold winter invaded!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor showed a strange expression.

He couldn't help but speculate on Zhuang Zhou's identity.

This little guy doesn't seem to be from this world.

Otherwise, it is impossible for him not to know about this common sense issue.

Also, if this little guy is really from this world, then after two hundred years, without any cultivation resources to support him, why is there still such abundant energy in his flesh and blood?

The Blood Demon Patriarch looked at Zhuang Zhou suspiciously.

Could it be that the master I just recognized is an alien?