"Heavenly Dao's Son, originally you could have died happily," said Tuoba Yan, his eyes flickering coldly, "but unfortunately, you chose the most painful way to die!"
"Old monster, what are you trying to do!" Ling Feng had a bad feeling, but unfortunately, he could not even move a finger, so how could he resist.
"This emperor will extract your bloodline, bit by bit, and with the help of the mother's body to breed, I can also obtain the host I need!" Emperor Tiance sneered, "This emperor's thousand-year-old schemes will not be thwarted by you!"
Whoosh!
A creepy Blood Light emitted from Emperor Tiance's palm, instantly enveloping Ling Feng's body. Simultaneously, the Blood-colored Demon Sword on the altar also flashed a bloody light.
Emperor Tiance had transformed into a Demon Sword Spirit, so all his strength also originated from this Demon Sword.
"Ah!"
