Rebirth of a Thousand Years: Entering the New Demonic World

"Sir Ying Li, is it really okay to let these children pass?"

Through the surveillance, Jiang Yue saw that Hunkun was trapped in the maze and was facing a group of ghost demons from the ghost school. However, no matter how scary they were, they were still a group of children whose cultivation level was not even that of a demon general.

Ying Li: "Just watch and operate your maze mechanism to block the damage for them at the right time."

"Can……"

The perspective returns to the maze, and Hunkun's body is shining with golden light. He is constantly waving a magic sword, and every move is deadly.

But the lingering ghosts and strange things were like ghosts, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, constantly disturbing his spirit and will.

"Asshole... it never ends!"

Hun Kun sent a stream of sword energy towards a pair of black-eyed boys and girls. The two were not in a hurry, but just kept smiling at him weirdly. The floor under their feet quickly rotated, and a high wall blocked the two sides.

"Uncle, am I beautiful?"

Suddenly, a clear female voice came into Hun Kun's ears. He turned around suddenly and swung his sword twice, but the two strikes hit the wall solidly.

A woman in red was clinging to the ceiling with her limbs, staring down at Hunkun with a ferocious and sinister look. She was wearing a red mask and had a huge pair of scissors hanging around her waist.

"You... who are you? Get down here and die!"

Hunkun threw several punches in succession, and every time he swung his arms, there was a strong gust of wind and a loud roar like thunder.

The woman in red was scattered into a rainbow all over the sky, but Hunkun could not feel the touch of the target point. He turned back vigilantly, but saw countless little clay figures with the same appearance crawling out of the ground.

They carried baskets on their backs, wore bamboo hats, and held a stack of ancient books in their hands. Several of the clay figures with different auras suddenly changed their shapes, turning into a black-eyed boy and a woman in red.

"Giggle..."

Another strange laugh was heard, and Hunkun stomped his foot hard, causing circles of shock waves to spread out from him.

Except for the ground under his feet, all the ground rose at the same time, accurately avoiding Hun Kun's shock wave.

Then a human face rose up from the ground beneath his feet. This face had the appearance of facial features but was not real facial features. Its upward-turned smiling mouth was particularly strange, and the laughter came from here.

"Monster! You dare to laugh at me? Die!" Hun Kun was furious and bombarded the ground violently.

Then a galloping figure passed by, and Hun Kun felt uneasy. After a while, he only saw a pair of slender rabbits in his sight.

The next moment, his left leg and right hip felt cold at the same time. When he looked again, he saw a bunny-headed boy holding a bloody carrot in his mouth. His figure flashed away.

It was obvious that his injuries were caused by him. How could it be possible that a kid who was not even at the Ghost King level could hurt him?

"Uh?!"

Another punch hit him hard on the back, not very painful but very sudden. A boy with blurry features but a very clear smile came over, and it seemed to be the one who laughed at him before.

"you--"

Hunkun flew forward, but the smiling boy was taken away by a strange figure. Hunkun saw from the corner of his eye that it seemed to be a humanoid creature with moth wings, red eyes, and black hair all over its body.

Hun Kun's heart was already full of ups and downs, and he was deeply confused about everything he had experienced. This time and again, he almost perfectly avoided his own killing moves. He also let these demons who were at the level of demon generals or even less than the level of demon generals hurt him.

"Impossible! Jiang Yue doesn't have this ability, there is an expert helping her! Who is it? Who are you? Why are you making things difficult for me?!"

Hunkun had long thought that it was Jiang Yue who did it. This underground maze was her territory. Although she was second only to himself in strength, it was impossible for her to have such a strong foresight. She knew him better than he knew himself.

This was indeed the case. In the control room, Ying Li's inner elixir was floating above Jiang Yue's head, and the continuously spreading black mist enveloped Jiang Yue's entire body.

She sat cross-legged, concentrating her mind, countless images flashing through her eyes, and her mind made orderly instructions step by step, urging the magic energy to cover the operating table without having to do it herself.

At this moment, she only felt that her eyes were clear and her mind was sharp. Every move of Hun Kun was under her control. All his next actions would be projected in her mind in advance. She only needed to make an operation in advance to prevent these ghost monsters from being hurt at all.

Hunkun on the screen suddenly stopped shouting and no longer paid attention to the enemy in the dark. Instead, he sat down and released a defensive barrier to wrap himself up.

"Hun Kun seems to be motionless. He seems to have realized that we have no ability to hurt him."

Ying Li: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, my woman will be back soon."

……

"God Slayer: Blood Sword"

A red shadow went in and out of the crowd, and a winding chain blade was stained with boiling blood and red flames. It crisscrossed the battlefield, taking away lives.

"Impossible! Aren't you dying?"

Captain Li Hua, who was leading this army, was losing step by step. He felt that if he didn't withdraw, even he himself would be engulfed by the blood flame. This martial art was too terrifying!

Before their troops could gain a firm foothold, they were entangled by this sudden female devil, who started killing them without a word. Upon closer inspection, this woman was Galantina.

"Who is dying now?" Galantina asked coldly.

"You were clearly suppressed by the deputy hall masters, how could you recover so quickly?!" Li Hua didn't believe it and activated his frost magic to attack again. His whole body was filled with explosive momentum, forming a huge vortex to attack.

Galantina disappeared from the spot, appeared behind her and made a feint, causing the opponent to misunderstand and launch a counterattack. The moment he swung his right fist, Galantina appeared nimbly on the opponent's left side.

The helmsman hurriedly stopped the attack, and the feeling of using the wrong force made Lihua feel uncomfortable. Just then, Galantina really struck a blow, and the broad blade pierced Lihua's left shoulder, then dodged the sword energy she suddenly struck and flashed behind her.

"asshole!"

Lihua was furious, and with a flick of his cloak, countless ice spikes flew out, launching indiscriminate attacks on the surroundings. It was unknown whether he hit Galantina or not, but he accidentally killed many disciples of the Conferred God Temple.

"Damn it! Kill her with all your strength!"

A group of elite disciples with high cultivation levels stepped forward, their magic skills overwhelming, and they bombarded Galanthena with all their might.

"Too weak!" "Blood Demon: Destruction"

Galantina's disappointed voice rang in everyone's ears. She moved quickly again and flashed to the center of the crowd. The next moment, a devastating red air wave swept across the sky and earth, and everyone was blown into blood by the terrifying red energy.

After a while, countless trickles of water gathered at one point, and Galantina's spotless body solidified from the pool of blood.

"Hey~next stop!"

After wiping out another troop, she quickly dashed towards another densely populated area.

"Witch, don't leave!"

Not long after, countless sounds of breaking through the air passed by her ears. Galanthe chuckled and dodged repeatedly to avoid the bombardment of demonic energy.

"Ok?"

I thought they should be another batch of disciples from the Temple of the Gods, but they turned out to be a group of orcs wearing strange white robes. Each of them had a cultivation level above the Ghost King level, and they had the aura of Weilanti on their bodies. They were the remnants of the Hundred Beasts Sect.

"We are invited by fellow Taoists from the Temple of the Gods to come and fight you to the death. Witch, watch out!"

A tiger man took the lead, with golden demonic energy wrapped around his majestic tiger body and a heavy knife filled with deathly aura in his hand.

Bison and rhinos formed a pincer attack from both sides, with a cheetah and dozens of hyenas flanking behind them, and a group of herbivores such as deer, sheep, and horses were responsible for long-range spellcasting to assist in the attack.

"Hmph~ You like the power of numbers, right? Then take this move! "God Slayer: Blade Prison"!"

Countless huge spikes were galloping across the land, leaving thousands of gullies and ravines in the places they destroyed, and layers of flames were aroused wherever the weapons passed.

Although there were many orc masters, they were ripped open and pierced through by thousands of blades in an instant when faced with the overwhelming jungle of swords.

"It's your turn!"

While everyone was still dumbfounded by Galantina's thunderous means, she had quietly come to the side of the mages, and Mangala put her arms around each of their necks.

“No! Spare… Spare—”

"Be merciful!"

A flash of lightning fell, causing Galantina to feel a numbness in her right hand holding the sword. Mangalo, who was about to strangle everyone, also relaxed for a moment.

A strong wind blew, and the people of the Beast Gate were rescued by a dusty wanderer. In a blink of an eye, dozens of demon riders with different demonic auras appeared and surrounded Galantina.

"I am Wang Chuang, the helmsman of the Conferred God Temple. We are the strongest fighting force besides the deputy lord of the Conferred God Temple. For our sake, how about letting them go?"

"I am Lu Yi. You have killed all the main forces of the Hundred Beasts Sect. Please spare them if you can!"

"Galantina! Weilanti is here! I, Wang Rui, advise you to take care of yourself. Your death won't be too ugly then!"

As they were talking, the three armies of the Temple of the Gods arrived late, blocking all the routes that Galantina could take and setting up a dragnet, vowing to keep her here.

"Hmph~ Want to negotiate terms with me? Are you guys, a bunch of ugly guys, qualified to do the job?" Galatina snorted disdainfully. Mangala swelled up in the wind around her like a giant dancing dragon, dominating all directions.

"Stop talking nonsense and do it!"

"Come on! I'm not afraid of you!" "God Slayer: Hundred Demons Whip"!

Thousands of blades were dancing wildly, and sword energy was running rampant. Mangala's huge sword body was turning and moving in all directions. The terrifying demonic energy was raging violently. The sword blade flattened thousands of troops and swept across the world. The weeping blood flowed endlessly, and in an instant it formed a huge sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, everyone felt that they were not fighting a woman, but a group of giant beasts that covered the sky and the sun. They had to use all their strength at all times, otherwise they would not be able to break through the sword formation at all. They also had to be careful and cautious, because if they took a wrong step, they would be cut in half by the huge blade.

"what!"

A helmsman screamed as half of his body was chopped into pieces by a giant blade falling from the sky. The three elders who went to rescue him were also pierced through the chest by blood drops that shot out from the sea of ​​blood.

"Get lost! How dare you kill my brother!"

Another old helmsman was so angry that he rushed into the sword formation regardless of everything. He was so fast that he approached Galantina in a blink of an eye and thrust his fire sword straight at her forehead.

The swords on both sides suddenly opened and closed violently, and the old man was cut into dozens of pieces before he could react.

Galantina took a deep breath and pretended to be heartbroken: "Hiss~ How miserable! Instead of dying anyway, why choose to die so ugly?"

"Witch! The Palace Master will avenge us! Ah——"

After letting out a shrill scream, Lu Yi was pierced through the chest by three blades, and blood spurted out two meters high.

"Do not--"

Wang Chuang and a group of elite members of the Temple of the Gods cried out in agony. In less than ten breaths, he and the two helmsmen who followed the temple master were the only ones left alive in the Temple of the Gods.

"God Slayer: Hundred Demons Rag" just ended, and the giant blades dancing in the wild were gathered together, and Mangalo returned to his master. Galantina looked at Wang Chuang coldly and said word by word:

"No one can save the person I want to kill!"

Soon, Mangala's terrifying figure once again obscured everyone's sight, and no one survived here.

……

There was a small pond at the foot of the mountain of Wan Du Men. Han Jin, who was in a state of disgrace, leaned against the edge of the pond. Just as he was about to practice his breathing, he suddenly felt pain in his body. The back of his head was buzzing and he couldn't concentrate at all. Multiple poisonous wounds on his body flared up and filthy blood oozed out.

Han Jin felt extremely helpless. He had not suffered such serious injuries in the last battle in the Kingdom of Urian, but this time he had beaten himself half to death.

She summoned the magic sword "Shimang" to heal her, and used the power of time reversal to repair the damage to her body. However, the ability to control time is, after all, a power of law, and the consumption of magic power is also extremely huge.

During this process of tempering, Han Jin has used "time travel" countless times, making her, a ninth-level expert in the Ghost King Realm, feel empty and powerless.

"Oh! It's so difficult. I can't come up with a poisonous magic skill no matter how hard I try!" Han Jin said with a wry smile.

At this time, a visitor came to Han Jin's poison training ground and shouted from a distance of a hundred miles:

"Madam! I have finished handling the sect's government affairs. Seeing that you have been practicing poison skills, I would like to share some cultivation methods with you! What do you think?"

The top leaders of the Wan Du Men took Ying Li as their new leader, so naturally their women were called mistresses. But after Ying Li and Galantina left, Han Jin specifically asked them to call him the same way they called Galantina.

"Is that Ding Ming? Okay, come in quickly!"

"Yes!"

Ding Ming stepped into the training ground and passed through the dense forest that had been turned upside down by the cold coals. Every step he took was shocking. The vegetation was corrupted by the poison, the rocks were crushed into slag, the ground was constantly cracking and thick poisonous fog was emitting.

"Mistress... Madam..."

Han Jin looked up and saw her face full of surprise and doubt: "Heh~ What? Don't you want to teach me?"

Ding Ming shook her head and said in a deep voice: "I feel that... the mistress has mastered the poison skill to such an extent that even I cannot do what you have done."

"No! What I want is not poison, but a poison skill that is suitable for swordsmanship. Do you have any good ideas?"

"This……"

Ding Ming fell into deep thought. This really stumped her. Since ancient times, powerful poison masters did not use swords, because the straightforward nature of swordsmanship was incompatible with the feminine poison skills; powerful swordsmen also disdained to use poison, because this insidious and cunning trick violated the way of the sword.

"Shall I take you to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect's library to pick out a few of the most powerful poison skills secret manuals?"

Han Jin refused without even thinking: "I want to create my own magic skill, who cares about other people's leftovers!"

"Forehead……"

Ding Ming suddenly had an idea: "Hey! Got it! Madam, you know my ability to summon poisonous creatures, right? I remember you can control sword spirits?"

After this, Han Jin suddenly understood, and without the other party explaining in detail, he clapped his hands and said, "Yes! Summoning creatures... sword spirits... why didn't I think of that!"

Ding Ming activated the summoning circle, and a giant dragon with a dark green body and exuding poisonous aura appeared. His body was weak and floating, like a disembodied soul.

"This is the Ghost Poison Dragon. He is a soul creature with powerful poison skills, similar to the sword spirit of the mistress. I think that after you spar with him, your poison skills will be perfected. But... can you please spare his life?"

"Haha~ Okay, okay, let's start now!"