People are in the Demon Cult, and they start by integrating the Fruit of Immortality.

The demon bloodline is divided into eight levels, and the emperor-level bloodline is in the third level, only under the ancestral blood and true spirit.

Feng Yingluo is now the only emperor-level bloodline in Fengming Mountain!

The bloodline coercion she released had absolute suppression on other demon races, which came from the deepest fear in her body, and she couldn't help but want to surrender and worship.

Especially in her hand, she still has a true feather left over from a sixth-level demon beast, which is the most powerful weapon in Fengming Mountain!

She was dressed in a black dress, embroidered with intricate and exquisite gold silk patterns, looking mysterious and noble, with a majestic breath in her body, blood flowing like a big river, and the power of an ancient ferocious beast was monstrous, making the demon clans present tremble.

"When did the Feng Clan become like you?" Feng Yingluo's eyes swept over several clan elders, and her tone was cold.

As soon as the word came out, the faces of several clan elders changed.

The silver-haired old woman said in a deep voice: "Patriarch said this, we are for the demon clan, for the safety of the entire Fengming Mountain."

"What's at stake?" Can he threaten Fengming Mountain alone? "Feng Yingluo's majesty makes people dare not look at it directly.

The faces of several clan elders changed, and their expressions were very ugly.

"He knows about the small world and dragon blood, if it spreads, it will be a threat to Fengming Mountain!" The silver-haired old woman spoke gloomy again.

Feng Yingluo snorted coldly: "For so many years, how many times has Feng Mingshan tried to collect dragon blood everywhere, do you think that others are fools and can't detect this?" The

silver-haired old woman was suddenly stunned, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

It was the first time they had seen Feng Yingluo make such a big fire, and they had never seen her like this before.

Feng Yingluo said coldly: "For the sake of your hard work, forget it this time, a few clan elders should go back and recuperate, the strength of Feng Ming Mountain is not taken by force." The

silver-haired old woman wanted to say something, but was stopped by another clan elder.

"Yes."

Even if they are unwilling, it is not easy to say anything at this time.

The emperor-level bloodline was too strong a deterrent to them.

After watching several clan elders leave, Feng Yingluo put away the true feathers, then turned around and apologized to Ye An sincerely again, with a very low posture.

Even pulled Feng Hongye to apologize to him again.

"Daoist, whether to go or stay, it all depends on your will, and Fengmingshan will definitely not embarrass Daoyou." Feng Yingluo finally said.

Seeing her giving herself face like this, Ye An didn't want to have too many seizures.

"If everyone is like Taoists, our agreement may have been completed."

Feng Yingluo smiled, and the time was bright and moving, like a hundred flowers: "I should be a Taoist friend praising me." Feng

Hongye skimmed her red lips next to her, still not having a good face for Ye An.

Ye An didn't bother to take care of her.

"Daoist friends, please come with me."

Following Feng Yingluo, the three of them came to another place in Chiwu Tianmu together.

It was a huge tree hole, pitch black, as if it had been burned out.

Ye An faintly felt that there was something in the tree hole, permeated with a sense of vicissitudes and ancient barbarism.

"Feng Daoyou, I just need to provide dragon blood to help you open the small world, right?"

Before it was about to open, Ye An confirmed it again.

"Good." Feng Yingluo nodded, "If you can successfully open the small world, Feng Ming Mountain will offer a million spirit stones, and even if you fail, you will not let the Daoist return empty-handed." "

A million spirit stones!

This is not a small number for the cultivators of the Yuan Infancy Period, and it seems that the things in the small world are very important for Fengmingshan.

However, for Ye An, a million spirit stones are nothing unusual, he needs all kinds of secret methods, magical powers and so on.

"Taoist friends, please."

The three of them walked into the tree cave together, and the space inside was vast, which could accommodate ten people at the same time.

The deeper you go, the darker it becomes.

Phew~

In Feng Hongye's hand, a cluster of flames appeared, illuminating the surroundings.

After walking tens of meters along the tree hole, a sitting figure suddenly appeared, like a rock, without exuding the slightest breath on his body.

"Alive!"

Ye Anxin was taken aback.

It was only so close that he felt a little breath.

Feng Yingluo said: "This is the clan elder who guards the small world. "

The figure is a sculpture, not moving.

Ye An saw that his lifespan had reached more than 5,900 years, and only the last few decades of his lifespan remained.

Past this clan elder, continue to walk inside, dozens of meters later, another figure appeared, almost integrated with Chiwu Tianmu, and the body was silent, like a decaying wood, about to die.

This clan elder was also approaching the limit of his lifespan, and there was a dead aura on his body.

Ye An couldn't help but be shocked by the power of Fengming Mountain, and those who guarded here must all be the top powerhouses of Fengming Mountain, all at the fourth level.

After passing the five clan elders one after another, Ye An and the three came to a huge portal.

Under the illumination of the flame in Feng Hongye's hand, Ye An saw the true face of the portal.

The portal is made of wood from red heavenly wood, and on the left side is a phoenix with a fiery red body, each feather is lifelike, slender body, and gorgeous tail feathers, like the king of birds, spreading its wings and flying, as if it is about to break through the sky.

On the right side of the portal, there is a winding dragon, almost the same as the legendary real dragon, blue and black throughout, strong body, strong and powerful, with both strength and beauty, like the most perfect creature, dragon intimidation.

"Dragon Emperor?!"

When he saw this dragon-shaped carving, Ye An'an was shocked.

Even if there is already some speculation, but seeing it with your own eyes, you can't help but be a little surprised and frightened.

He had seen the appearance of the Dragon Emperor after revival, and there was almost no difference from the carving in front of him.

What he was more curious about was, what was the relationship between the Dragon Emperor and Fengmingshan?

Why is there any trace of him here? Why use his blood to open a small world?

"This is the gateway to the small world, according to the ancient legend of Fengming Mountain, it needs to be poured with phoenix blood and dragon blood at the same time to open this door." Feng Yingluo said.

Over the years, Fengmingshan has tried many times, but failed.

Ye An showed a thoughtful look, did the Dragon Emperor leave anything in the small world?

"It seems that you Feng Clan and Dragon Clan have a good relationship." He spoke.

Feng Yingluo spoke: "In ancient times, there was a dragon emperor, cultivation was Tongtian, my Feng clan also has an ancestor, not inferior to the dragon emperor, they used to be a Taoist, and that ancestor was honored as the queen of the phoenix."

"What do you need me to do?" Ye An asked.

"Just drop dragon's blood into the dragon's eye." Feng Yingluo replied.

Ye An looked at the dragon-shaped carving and found that there were no eyes, a hollow, and the eyes of that fire phoenix were the same.

Feng Hongye spoke at this time, and her voice was cold: "It's time for us to see your dragon blood, right?"

She still had a trace of doubt about whether Ye An had dragon blood.

Ye An did not speak, as soon as his hand turned over, a cloud of red blood appeared in his hand, releasing surging vitality, and the blood was crystal clear, as moving as blood jade.

Feng Yingluo's eyes flashed: "It is indeed dragon blood." "

And it's slightly different from the dragon blood she's seen, containing a hint of more ancient vicissitudes."

This mass of blood was naturally the essence blood that Ye An extracted from many corpses, and it could be said that it was a direct descendant of the Dragon Emperor.

Feng Hongye also showed a different color, and couldn't help but look at Ye An twice.