After asking for Shang Yang's spiritual blood, Wang Ping turned his attention to others.
Looking at everyone, Wang Ping said: "Everyone, I need some spiritual blood. I wonder if you are willing to provide it. Don't worry, it won't be in vain. You can exchange it for various things."
After completing the system tasks, Wang Ping got a lot of messy things, most of which were gathering dust in the system space.
As soon as these words came out, the demon soldiers immediately started talking, and many people clamored to provide it for free.
These days, following Wang Ping, they had a lot of food.
Especially today, the super big pot hot pot was a joy to eat.
"Quiet, quiet, I appreciate everyone's good intentions. Also, I don't want all of them, just some of them."
After interrupting, Wang Ping was very satisfied with everyone's performance.
It's not in vain that he specially invited these guys to have hot pot, they are all very loyal.
Wang Ping also has control over the Ten Thousand Blood Counter Spirit Body. He can feel which demon soldier's blood he needs.
Looking across the demon soldiers, Wang Ping selected them one by one and gave them bottles.
No one was unwilling, even some who were unwilling in their hearts, had to obediently bleed Wang Ping due to the situation.
If you dare to say something unwilling in this situation now, you will definitely be beaten to death by the other demon soldiers.
"Haha, okay, very good, thank you everyone, these things are given to you."
After a while, Wang Ping took back the bottle filled with spiritual blood. He waved his hand happily and gave everyone many things.
It's full of pills, talismans, and lots of other things.
Someone was very excited after getting something and curiously asked Wang Ping what it was used for.
Wang Ping smiled and explained to everyone one by one. He had seen these things and his sharp eyes would show the information one by one.
Perhaps these things and the sharp eyes are all from the system, and the information given is very detailed.
There are also some things that Wang Ping found when he was wandering in the wilderness. These treasures are too low-level and of little use to him.
But the strength of these demon soldiers is actually not that great, they are still useful to them.
These things are also displayed with sharp eyes and golden eyes, and some of the demon soldiers themselves know them.
"Brother Zhatian, why are you collecting this spiritual blood?"
Looking at Wang Ping curiously, Huan suddenly asked.
When Wang Ping was eating hot pot just now, Wang Ping was eating Brother Jian in one mouthful. Jian was directly brainwashed and followed Wang Ping and called Brother Zhaotian in one mouthful.
"One of the techniques I practice requires a lot of spiritual blood. Brother Jian, your spiritual blood is also useful to me. Give me some."
Looking at Jian with a smile, Wang Ping turned over a bottle and took it out.
He took it and filled Wang Ping directly without thinking too much.
After receiving the bottle, Wang Ping was extremely satisfied. From the current point of view, this fish is really good, except that it is a bit edible.
However, Wang Ping heard that Jian was sealed by the avatars of Fuxi and Nuwa because he was too playful and participated in the battle between Huangdi and Chiyou, causing a loss of life.
"You don't look very playful. Could it be someone else's plan?"
Wang Ping touched his chin, thoughtfully.
As a creature transformed from Pangu's skull, the existence of Jian may have made Tiandao and Hongjun feel in danger, or he may have done something to offend Tiandao and Hongjun, so he was killed by some means.
Wang Ping doesn't know whether it is specific or not. Now all this is just his guess.
"What's wrong, Brother Zhatian?"
Seeing Wang Ping stunned, Huan asked curiously.
Shang Yang next to him also looked worried.
Wang Ping shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, I suddenly thought of something else."
I didn’t say much. After all, there was no evidence. I could only decide what to do based on the specific situation at that time.
Give him a peach and give him a plum in return. Jian didn't hesitate to give Wang Ping his blood just because he had a hot pot meal. If he gets into trouble in the future, Wang Ping is capable and doesn't mind helping him out.
After finishing the hot pot, Wang Ping and others continued to move along the original route.
The eleven demon saints sat down, and Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were sent out.
Before coming, according to Wang Ping's suggestion, each team had determined the territory to be conquered.
When Wang Ping and the others encountered Kuafu, the other teams were also intercepted by the Wu clan.
With the development over the years, under the leadership of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Witch Clan has become a huge force.
Hearing that the Demon Court wants to conquer the world and rule the wilderness, the Wu Clan will naturally not be willing.
Wang Ping and the others moved forward along the original route, attacking cities and villages and conquering ethnic groups everywhere.
Wang Ping naturally did not forget to search for spiritual blood that was useful to him.
It was just some spiritual blood, and there was no loss in handing it over, so all the tribes naturally handed it over readily.
This guy didn't leave, and kept following Wang Ping and the others.
"It's delicious, Brother Zhatian. I'm really lucky to meet you. Why haven't I met you before?"
"If I had met Brother Zhatian before, I wouldn't have had to live a life of eating garbage."
At the front of the team, Yan was chewing on a roasted leg that was shiny and shiny, with a face full of sighs.
Wang Ping laughed: "It's not too late to meet him now, it's better than never to meet him."
"Haha, yes, yes, as a foodie, you must be content."
Hearing this, he laughed loudly and nodded repeatedly.
While talking and laughing, everyone continued to move forward, and it lasted half a year without even realizing it.
On this day, Wang Ping and others were blocked.
The person blocking the road was undoubtedly a member of the Wu clan, and his opponent was his old rival, Kuafu.
"Hey, isn't this the defeated general Kua Fu? Why did you come out again? Do you think you can deal with us with more people this time?"
Wang Ping laughed and teased Kuafu. He glanced at the people with Kuafu and saw that there were no other strong people. The strongest one was Kuafu.
It seems that the Witch Clan didn't just want to stop them, other members of the Witch Clan went to stop other Demon Saints.
"Liar, shut up. Even if I lose, I will lose to that one-legged bird, not you."
Kuafu glared at Wang Ping, his teeth itching with hatred just thinking about what happened last time.
After returning that time, it took him a long time to recover from his injuries.
After learning about the situation, the ancestral witch naturally criticized him, which made Kuafu feel angry.
Thanks to the efforts of the eleven demon saints, almost one tenth of the current prehistoric period has fallen into the hands of the demon court.
There were also people who took the initiative to seek refuge in the Heavenly Palace. The two guardians Chang Xi and Xihe, as well as Kunpeng and Donghuang Taiyi, also led people to expand their territory in other directions.
During this period of time, at least a quarter of the prehistoric land fell into the hands of Demon Court.
The other three-quarters, almost a quarter, are in the hands of the Witch Clan, and the remaining two-quarters are still unclaimed land.
At this moment, people from both sides are competing for two-quarters of the territory.
Knowing the direction in which the demon saints were traveling, the Witch Clan wanted to run over and stop them, to see if they could kill one or two demon saints and stop the team.
The result is naturally impossible. Among the twelve demon saints, the weak ones are in the early stage of quasi-sage, and the strong ones are like Gui Che, Jiu Ying, etc., and even in the late stage of quasi-sage.
It's not that easy for the Wu clan to kill them. They can still do it if they can't defeat them and run away.
Moreover, the Wu Clan did not dare to go too far. All they sent were people of the same level. Once a strong person was sent, it would be equivalent to a declaration of war and an all-out war would begin.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches are not ready yet and do not want to do this. Doing so will only make others easier.
After all, in addition to lichs, there are many powerful people in the ancient world. Anyone who jumps out and raises his arms can form a force.
