After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

Ji Wen looked in disbelief at Song Zheng, who was bathed in the light as if sacred and inviolable, and murmured: "This is impossible."

Song Zheng looked at him calmly, the sword in his hand glowed with the same light as his body.

Ji Wen flapped his wings, and a huge wind rose from the ground, rolling up a whirlpool in this vault-like cave.

Dusty, wind and sand blurred, almost disturbing everyone's sight.

Song Zheng's figure disappeared into the air in an instant, and the light was completely extinguished.

With a piercing chill, the sharp sword pierced through the tightly coiled vortex, and slashed straight at Ji Wen's wings.

Ji Wen flashed nimbly in the air.

He recited a mantra, which was a mantra composed of demonic language, and Song Zheng couldn't hear it very clearly.

As soon as the words fell, the originally silent wooden coffins on the cliff began to hum and vibrate, and the densely packed coffins started to move at the same time, and the entire cave began to fall with dust.

"These corpses turned into puppets."

He Lan's eyes were full of bloodthirsty fighting intent.

Nie Keke raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "I don't think these are his ancestors, they are all his dolls."

He Lan threw out a few talismans to form an enchantment around the three people. He stood tall, and with a wave of his hand, a heavy and simple sword appeared in his hand.

"Be optimistic about these three people."

Nie Keke opened his mouth: "Boss, this is serious."

Wuxi looked at the big knife with some trepidation.

The blade is black, with intricate patterns engraved on it, and one can feel the murderous aura above it with just one glance.

This is an ancient knife that drank countless blood.

So far, the members of the assault team have only seen He Lan use this knife once, and that was when he was chasing down a big monster who ate children.

This is the second time.

Song Zheng in the center of the circle has fought back and forth with Ji Wen several times.

After Ji Wen woke up the corpses, his eyes turned red, and he attacked Song Zheng like crazy, every time he made a move, he carried the determination to kill the other party.

Countless coffins began to shatter, and those mummified corpses that had been dead for dozens or even hundreds of years climbed down the coffins one by one.

They were adsorbed on the cave wall, and their shriveled corpses were like dry bones.

The dead bones screamed to each other, and there was a terrifying chewing sound in their mouths.

He Lan looked at Song Zheng, who was at ease in the center of the circle, and disappeared in place.

Countless dead bones crawled down the cave wall, and then rushed towards Song Zheng, but before they could touch Song Zheng's clothes, a big knife came across the sky, beheading them in the middle.

He Lan stood in the air, fighting around Song Zheng with an attitude of absolute protection.

All the dead bones that wanted and tried to get close to the center circle were crushed by this bloodthirsty knife.

Countless black bone fragments fell from the sky.

There are also dead bones crawling down the ground, and they are rapidly approaching Nie Keke and the others.

Nie Keke stood on both feet, and took out two guns with special bullets from his outstretched hands.

"It's just for me to practice my hands."

Special bullets shuttled through the bodies of withered bones, and these bodies were shattered in an instant.

Wu Xi grinned, and his hands turned out to be sharp swords condensed from water, and flew over.

Tian Jiang is even more direct, with hard fists, which can crush one with one punch.

Standing behind everyone, the silent Tan Sitong closed his eyes and raised his hands.

Countless gravel rose from the ground, shuttled through the air, breaking one after another.

Ji Wen saw that his ancestors' army was about to be destroyed.

All of a sudden, my eyes turned red.

He shot out countless feathers with his wings, and contributed all the feathers that were not many to Song Zheng.

Song Zheng paused, and the sword in his hand almost became an afterimage, like a solid shield in front of him.

He even had time to sneer: "I said, why is your hair so little? It turns out that you have so little hair. After all of them are plucked, will it grow back, Birdman?"

Ji Wen roared, "Shut up."

He quickly lifted into the air and completely transformed into the form of a demon.

Huge black birds swooped down from the sky.

Song Zheng raised his face, without any fear, he raised his sword and went up against the wind.

In the void, the figure of a gigantic snake loomed faintly, with a pair of giant wings flapping its body and flying upwards.

If there are people from the Yaozu here, they will recognize this phantom as a soaring snake.

He Lan swung his sword down, looked up and saw such a scene, his pupils shrank.

Ji Wen who swooped down was also stunned, and could hardly believe his eyes.

The Soaring Snake appeared for an instant and then disappeared.

At this moment of a slight pause, Song Zheng slapped Ji Wen's chest with his palm.

The palm is a blasting talisman.

Ji Wen was in pain, and before he had time to react, Song Zheng's sharp sword had passed through his back, cutting off the pair of wings he was so proud of.

The monster shape disappeared, and Ji Wen fell straight from the sky.

Song Zheng leaned down, a rope flew out from his sleeve, tied him up, and the two of them fell to the ground at the same time.

Ji Wen, who lost his wings, rolled on the ground in pain.

And the withered bones of the Liancheng puppets lost the control of the commander, they were all weak and boneless, and fell on the spot.

There was a mass of broken bones lying on the ground, and there was not even a place to stay.

Song Zheng exhaled, and immediately fell backward like a deflated ball.

He Lan quickly caught him.

Song Zheng looked at him helplessly: "I don't have any strength at all."

Song Zheng, who was majestic just now, like a god possessed, may have a three-year-old child here, and he can kill him.

This is the sequelae of relics, and it is not the first time I have experienced it.

Although he didn't understand what was improving his strength, Song Zheng didn't feel too scared.

He Lan knew that this man was thin-skinned, so he didn't hug him in front of so many people, but let him lie on his back.

Tian Jiang glanced at it and said, "Boss, let me recite it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked by Nie Keke: "Midget your own business."

Tian Jiang, the muscular guy among the straight guys, looked at her innocently: "Is it plausible that the boss is behind his back to the team members? What did I do wrong?"

Nie Keke didn't speak, but felt that this person was not only blind, but also brain-deaf.

When did they ever see He Lan being so caring about a team member?

Tan Sitong shook his head: "Yumu head, Yumu head, if you are so energetic, carry these three people back on the ground!"

He Lan was merciless just now, those few chops were crisp and neat, and for a while, the three of them couldn't wake up at all.

Tian Jiang thought for a while, and felt that it made sense. The leader should not be allowed to carry these people on his back. Relatively speaking, Song Zheng was lighter.

So he squatted down and caught a boy with one arm.

That girl was naturally brought by Nie Keke.

There was also Ji Wen, who had fainted from pain, being carried by Wuxi.

A group of people came out of the cave carrying a pile of loot.

"The members of our assault team can fight monsters when they enter, and catch people when they retreat. They can endure hardships and withstand pressure. They are simply the top ten staff members."

Wuxi opened his mouth, and saw the white teeth moving up and down inside, and the pitch-black exterior almost merged with the night.

With Song Zheng on his back, He Lan felt pain in his forehead.

He said coldly: "If you talk again, you won't have the bonus this time."

Wuxi cooperated very well with a zip movement and closed his mouth.

Song Zheng chuckled, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Before, I always acted alone. I never had so many smart teammates."

He Lan tilted his head, and took advantage of the night to quickly peck at the corner of his mouth.

"Now, you already have it."

Song Zheng closed his eyes and leaned on He Lan's shoulder: "Yes."

Then slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was still on the big bed in the hotel.

But this time, he was not the only one in the bedroom, there was also a man sitting on the sofa beside the bed.

He Lan was reading the books brought back from Ji Wen's house.

Song Zheng noticed it as soon as he woke up.

He Lan frowned, very distressed: "Many of them can't understand, I haven't learned this stuff, I only saw a few words when I was catching monsters before."

Song Zheng didn't have any doubts at all, just looked at the book and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he said slowly: "Old Comrade He, I found a very serious problem."

He Lan raised his head: "What?"

Song Zheng's expression was very tangled, but facing the person closest to him, he hesitated for a moment and said, "I suspect that I am possessed by a demon."

He Lan: "??????"

Song Zheng: "Sometimes someone will speak in my mind, and I can understand and understand the characters of the Yaozu, but I have never learned these things since I was a child. What is the body, it must be when catching monsters, and some monsters accidentally sneaked in, show me quickly, can you get him out?"

Song Zheng's expression was very tangled, but hey, he found it incredible.

If there were any monsters, the old man should have seen it long ago.

He Lan applauded his idea, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Why didn't you suspect that maybe you are a monster yourself?"

Song Zheng resolutely refused: "Impossible, I can tell whether it's a human or a demon at a glance. I look in the mirror every day, how could I not notice it?"

Although he refused with righteous words, He Lan's words cast a stone in his heart.

It's not impossible, otherwise how would he know those things?

And that demon princess.

Thinking of this, Song Zheng felt depressed and unhappy.

He didn't think about these uncomfortable things, and turned to He Lan, "Has that Ji Wen pleaded guilty?"

He Lan closed the book.

"Ji Wen is already on his way back to the headquarters. He is seriously injured and won't be able to wake up for a while. At present, we can only send him back for treatment. Whether he admits it or not, judging from the existing witnesses and physical evidence, this He is the murderer behind this case."

Song Zheng always cared about Ji Wen's shocked expression when he saw his appearance.

Does it have something to do with your parents?

He has never met his parents since he was a child, and all the things about his father and mother are said by the old man.

Father Song Kaiming talked a lot, but mother only had a few words.

The master said that his father died in a battle with the Yaozu.

He has no way of knowing more.

Thinking of this, Song Zheng suddenly became curious. Since his father is a relatively good monster catcher, would he also have joined the monster catcher alliance, and whether his name can be found on the intranet.

The news about his father was suddenly in front of him, and Song Zheng couldn't wait to turn on the phone.

But for a moment, a screen really jumped out of the intranet page.

It was a hand-painted painting, which was very detailed, and the hair and eyebrows of the characters were all clearly visible.

The most important thing is that Song Zheng was stunned by the introduction of Song Kaiming.

The above introduction is only one sentence, Song Kaiming, the founder of the Monster Hunting Alliance, and the time mark is 500 years ago.

Song Zheng looked at this face that was almost the same as his own, and fell into deep thought.

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Song Zheng: Am I already five hundred years old?

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