However, the Black Wind Demon Emperor had already lost and completely lost on the spiritual level. He may never be able to beat him again in the future.

"I agree."

The Black Wind Demon Emperor nodded heavily,

Soon, hundreds of high-level barbarians gathered together.

"It's time for me to refine the Taoist fellows." Yang Fan turned his eyes to the blood refine the ancestor.

The Blood Refining Ancestor nodded, took out a piece of blood-colored textured paper, and injected a wave of blood-colored light.

Buzz ~~~

Blood-colored textured paper floats in the air and expands dozens of times.

During this process, the ancestor of Blood Refining made a complex and complex magic trick in his hand, giving the blood-colored textured paper a certain power that touched the soul level.

At one moment, he bit his index finger and wrote a line of words on the blood-colored textured paper:

From today on, all the nine tribes of the West Mountain, who sign this blood contract, will not enter the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty during their lifetime. If they violate this blood contract, their souls will explode and die.

The bottom of the paper is also marked with the year, month and day.

After these dozens of words were completed, the Blood Refining Ancestor leaned his fingers a little, and the fonts flashed blood, and then they were converged and were engraved on it forever.

Then, he raised his hand a little, and the blood-colored textured paper floated over the Peacock Temple.

He also read it loudly again: "From today, all the nine tribes of the West Mountain, who signed this blood contract, will not enter the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty during their lifetime. If they violate this blood contract, their souls will explode and die."

"Everyone, please sign the blood contract."

Yang Fan's eyes were filled with a smile and swept towards hundreds of high-level barbarians.

As long as these hundreds of high-level sign this blood contract, there will be no possibility of barbarian monks invading the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin within a thousand years.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor bit his index finger, drew a magic trick in the void, and then printed a blood-colored fingerprint on the paper.

This is somewhat similar to the secular picture, but it is more binding.

Once the blood contract is signed voluntarily, it must be abide by it forever, otherwise the "soul blood explosion" on the blood contract will definitely be realized.

Then, hundreds of barbarian monks came up to print blood-colored fingerprints one by one.

Every time one is successful, a blood-colored textured paper will bloom with a ray of soul wave.

The whole process lasted for an hour and finally completed the soul blood contract.

The Blood Refining Ancestor raised his hand, and the blood-colored textured paper rolled into a scroll and held it in his hand.

After some discussion, the Blood Refining Ancestor handed over the soul blood deed scroll to Yang Fan: "Fellow Daoist Yang, this thing will be left to you to keep."

His tone was solemn, and he expressed a spiritual desire.

Yang Fan nodded and put away the soul blood scroll.

He understood that if this volume was destroyed, the signed blood oath would lose its restraint.

Therefore, this object must be kept by the strongest person.

The Northern Qin Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance, handing over such an important soul blood contract to Yang Fan for safekeeping is equivalent to admitting that he is the strongest man in the Northern Qin Dynasty.

When Black Wind Demon Emperor and others saw that the soul blood contract scroll fell into Yang Fan's hands, the last glimmer of hope in their eyes was also wiped out.

In the Northern Qin Dynasty, who can seize this thing from Yang Fan?
Chapter completed!