Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Seeing that Jiang Han was unmoved, its heart tightened. It flapped its wings, stretched its neck, and pointed its beak at the rune:

"I'll sign it, I'll sign it right away, I'll sign it now!"

Jiang Han relaxed his palm.

Ding--

The crisp sound of collision shook the void, and the runes caused golden ripples to spread out. Then more golden threads emerged from the void, wrapping up the small colorful sculpture at an extremely fast speed, and finally turned into a golden light that quickly penetrated into its forehead.

A vague connection arose in his heart, and the feeling that the other party's thought could make it explode made the bird feel very uneasy.

The little colored sculpture looked up at Jiang Han, then shrank his neck and said in a very low voice:

"C-is it okay?"

Jiang Han let go of it and looked up at the figure walking towards him:

"Senior Brother Bai."

"Hmm." Bai Mujian looked at the small colored sculpture hiding nearby, "Yes, it has a trace of Vermillion Bird bloodline. Once it's well raised, it can be used to burn in the furnace."

"Suzaku bloodline?" Jiang Han looked puzzled and turned to ask, "Suzaku should have fire attributes, why are you wind?"

The little colored sculpture raised its head and said with a hint of pride, "I... am indeed of the Suzaku bloodline, but I haven't awakened yet..."

"Oh."

Jiang Han instantly lost interest. It was almost reaching the stage of becoming a god, but it still hadn't awakened. It would probably take forever for it to awaken.

"What are you going to do with these two?"

Bai Mujian held a black turtle as tall as a man in one hand and a blood demon that was crumpled into a ball in the other.

The two demon cultivators from the Saint Clan, who were originally so arrogant, were now hanging in his hands like dead fish, their eyeballs trembling, not daring to make a sound.

"Brother Bai, what are you going to do with them?"

Bai Mujian smiled slightly: "I have never raised these two kinds of monsters before, I will take them back and raise them for a few days to try."

He doesn't have many hobbies. Apart from swordsmanship, he occasionally catches some small monsters to keep them entertained. However, his skills in raising pets are not very good, and not many of them can survive.

After hearing this, the two little demons finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their bodies gradually stopped shaking.

They were almost scared to death just now. They were fighting back and forth, but suddenly their eyes blurred and they were caught in the hands of the other party.

Another sword energy rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, which could take the monsters' lives at any time, scaring them so much that they didn't even dare to breathe.

The gap in strength is too big. After all, they are demon cultivators who have reached the great perfection of transformation, but they don’t even know how they were captured.

But compared to this, the little colorful sculpture above it, wheezing and flapping its wings, made them feel more suffocated.

No matter how they looked at it, they couldn't connect this fawning colored sculpture with their wise, brave, confident and invincible Crown Prince.

And I don’t know if it’s because of his smaller size, but the other person’s voice is obviously a little childish.

But the scent on the other person was so familiar that one could be sure with just one sniff that this guy was their Crown Prince!

What are you doing!

That was the future of their demon race, and now it had become like this, not only defeated and captured, but also taken as a spirit pet? ?

The little colored eagle noticed the gazes of his two subordinates and turned his head away in embarrassment.

A tiger in plains, a dragon in shallow waters, wait for me to recover my strength...

Its silence made the Blood Demon and the Black Turtle even more uncomfortable.

It can actually make that arrogant prince willingly serve as a slave and a pet, which shows how powerful its opponent, the Holy Son of the Sword Sect, is!

They didn't dare to look at His Royal Highness the Holy Son. Everything he had done so far was beyond their comprehension.

It was already outrageous for the human race to claim to be invincible at the same level, but the other party actually ran to the heartland of the demon race and captured the Crown Prince, who also claimed to be invincible at the same level, with one hand.

The difference in strength between them is simply unimaginable. The opponent definitely has the ability to confront the God of Transformation head-on!

He is worthy of being the peerless genius personally certified by the Heaven. This is the true invincibility in the same level.

The two demons were extremely grateful that they did not fight with each other, but chose this obviously caring swordsman in white.

It's just a pet, what's so difficult about it?

……

The original battlefield was reduced to ruins. The center suffered severe damage from the explosion and collapsed into a huge deep pit of thirty miles in size.

It was pitch black inside, with no bottom in sight, which showed how terrifying the power of the self-explosion was.

There were many large and small gravel and blood pits near the deep pit. The rich blood energy turned into red blood mist and rose up, covering an area of ​​100 miles.

"Why are you following me? Go away."

At the edge of the battlefield, Jiang Han waved his hand to drive the little colored sculpture aside, walked to the center of the deep pit, sat cross-legged in the air, and began to absorb the blood energy floating nearby.

The power of the self-explosion was so terrifying that 80% of the monsters were blown to pieces and turned into dust on the spot. Only a few that were far away still had some remains.

Fortunately, the demon clan has huge blood and energy, and there is still a lot of blood and energy remaining here, which can allow him to make up for the loss.

The little colored eagle fluttered over and flew around him a few times, calling out, "Your Highness, I'm too weak right now. Can you let me absorb some of your blood and energy to recover?"

It wanted to land on Jiang Han's shoulder, but was a little afraid. It could only look at him pitifully, its little eyes full of desire for power.

Apart from its own Vermillion Bird bloodline, it really has nothing now.

If it wants to turn the tables and take revenge in the future, it needs to recover its strength...

No, even if it recovers, it can’t be defeated. It needs stronger power!

Its previous strength couldn't even block a single sword strike from the opponent. It would have to at least awaken its bloodline before it could have the strength to fight the opponent.

New hope surged in the little colorful sculpture's heart. Even though it had become a spirit pet now, as long as it could awaken its bloodline, the spirit pet contract in the lower world would not be able to withstand its flames and would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

By then, it may not have no chance to turn the tables and take revenge!

Jiang Han waved a wisp of wind and threw it away: "I can give you some, go and breathe it far away, don't disturb me."

After all, he is the prince of the demon clan, and he will be useful in the future. It is not good if his strength is too weak.

……

Stupid human, you let me absorb this blood and energy, now I will take all of it away from you.

The little colored sculpture was overjoyed and quickly lowered its head to hide the pride in its eyes. It turned its back to Jiang Han and began to drink in big gulps.

As a descendant of a demon fairy, it devours spiritual energy extremely quickly and can swallow spiritual energy within a radius of ten miles in one gulp. Even though its strength is greatly reduced now, it can still drain spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred feet in just a few gulps.

It only takes three to five days for it to absorb all the blood and energy within a hundred miles. By then, its strength will be restored to the Nascent Soul stage.

As for the Sword Sect's Saint Son, he could only swallow the bitter fruit and watch it recover its strength!

However, the next moment, it suddenly realized something was wrong.

The blood and energy nearby did not even wait for it to be absorbed, but surged like a river.

The clattering sound echoed all around; it was the sound of spiritual power and blood condensing into substance colliding.

When it opened its eyes, its bird face suddenly turned pale. A powerful suction force came from somewhere around it, and hundreds of miles of blood and energy rushed to the center of the battlefield like rivers flowing into the sea, and all sank into Jiang Han's body.

"How could this be? What kind of technique is this that can absorb a hundred miles of spiritual energy at once? Isn't he afraid of bursting himself?!"

The little colored eagle's beak trembled, and after a brief shock, a tear of grievance suddenly flashed in its eyes.

Damn it, you said you would give me some, why did you eat it all?

……