The Hongyuan of the Demon Realm, the Nightmare Clan.

"Hurry up, hurry up! The border of Hongyuan is ahead, we will be safe after crossing Hongyuan..."

Several young demons are on the run.

Their long hair is surrounded by mist, their ears are covered with colorful feathers, and their eyes are the most unique. The pupils are silver, but the whites of the eyes are pure black—the characteristics of the Nightmare Clan.

On the empty red plain, the mist rose up, covering the sky and the sun, and surrounded it at an extremely fast speed, and the place it passed made a "sizzling" corrosion sound.

The faces of the fleeing demons changed drastically.

The bloody and dying demon pushed his companion's arm, and said intermittently: "You guys go first, don't, leave me alone..."

The companion gritted his teeth: "If you really can't run, I'll throw you out as a meat shield. Now you go with us."

Several people turned into mist, trying to break out of the encirclement, and in the next instant they all flew upside down, dragging blood trails on the dry and cracked ground of Hongyuan.

A dense crowd of Nightmare clansmen stood in the mist, and they looked at these teenagers with indifferent and numb eyes.

The leader of the demon clan had sunken eyes and waved his hand fiercely: "None of you can escape, take the living sacrifice back."

The teenagers were terrified and kept begging for mercy, only to get a cold answer.

"It is an honor for you to be selected by the priest!"

The mist condensed into chains, tied the teenagers around their necks, and dragged the Hui all the way. When they reached the territory of the Nightmare Clan, the teenagers were covered in blood and flesh, without a piece of whole flesh.

They were hung on the pillars of the altar, and the tribe rejoiced around them like crazy.

After a while, the sound of crutches falling on the floor sounded, and the sound of "dong dong dong" came from far to near.

The Nightmare clansmen restrained their voices, shrank and shouted neatly: "Priest."

An old man in a black cloak appeared with a cane in his hand.Although this old man is an incomparably noble priest of the Nightmare Clan, he is indeed not a member of the Nightmare Clan.

The old man knocked on the bluestone floor with his cane: "The sacrifice is about to begin, you all stand down."

All the demons left one after another, and the old man climbed up the stairs.

The sound of the crutches hitting the ground woke up the teenagers hanging from the stone pillars. Some teenagers begged for mercy while crying, and some scolded angrily.

The old man didn't take it seriously at all, walked up to the boy who scolded him the most, and slapped the boy's forehead with his bone-like palm.

Hearing a "bang", the boy's forehead split open like a watermelon, dripping with blood, and lost his breath.

With his five fingers turned into claws, the old man pulled out the soul from the boy's forehead, and fed it to the ghost head on the crutch, during which he could still hear the soul's shrill scream.

The blood-stained hand stroked his beard, the old man shook his head and said: "Aptitude is medium, soul is medium, so-so, how much more will it take to practice evil weapons?"

Seeing this scene, the other teenagers were so frightened that their teeth chattered.

The old man knocked over with his cane again, and when he was about to kill these young men, he sensed a dangerous aura, and before he had time to react, he was thrown off the altar and knocked down a stone pillar.

The weeping young man widened his eyes, and saw a man in a purple dress in front of him.

Bai Li hugged a white-haired fox, and said softly, "The patriarch of the Nightmare clan is so foolish. He actually let an outsider be a priest to persecute the clan."

The old man got up from the ground, his eyes were gloomy and sharp: "Where are you meddling in your own business!"

After saying that, the old man struck towards Bai Li with his staff, and the ghosts screamed on the ghost-headed staff, and swarmed out from the bloody mouth.

"Tsk." Bai Li's red lips curled up and ordered, "Kill him!"

Before the old man could approach, countless beams of saber light pierced through the air from all directions, cutting the ghost into mist.

Only then did the old man realize that there were many strong men ambushing around him, and the corner of his eye twitched, knowing that he was invincible, he wanted to leave.

A giant net with barbs fell from the sky. Seven or eight demons grabbed the rope and tied it with force. After locking the old man in the giant net, more than a dozen demons picked up magic weapons and pierced straight in.

After the old man blocked the first wave with the ghost staff, he took out a lantern from his sleeve.

Just listening to the "crack" of the lantern, not only blocked the attack, but also shattered the giant net.

The old man broke through the net, trying to tear apart the space to escape, but bumped into an invisible wall.

"You blocked the space?" The old man roared angrily. Before he could finish his sentence, a white-haired fox the size of a small hillside bit his shoulder and asked while spitting blood, "Who are you?"

The sound of "kacha" came from the neck.

With the last word swallowed in his throat, the old man tilted his head and lost his breath completely.

"...Dead?" The teenagers who were hung on the stone pillar were dumbfounded.

This movement alarmed the Nightmare Clan, and the Nightmare Clan surrounded the altar with murderous intent.

After the Nightmare patriarch saw Bai Li, his face changed drastically, and his voice trembled: "Bai, Master Bai Li?!"

Bai Li slowly withdrew the hand that broke the old man's neck and strangled the old man's soul, and said with a smile: "The devil ordered to kill the members of Li Fang Shui Jing. Killing you as a priest, do you have any objection?"

The head of the Nightmare patriarch didn't know what Li Fang Shui Jing was, but he knew that the demon king must not be messed with, so he shook his head like a rattle: "No, no."

At the same time, in the west area of ​​Bronze Mirror City, all the demons surrounded a house and worked together to block the space.

"Are you all ready?" Mu Tu shouted at his subordinates, holding a machete.

The subordinate said helplessly: "Boss, don't make your voice so loud, the prey inside will hear it."

"I heard it when I heard it. I was here to wring their necks."

After saying that, Mu Tu threw out the machete, and the gate of the house was shattered, and the formation of guarding the house was also broken.

Mu Tu stomped on the threshold and yelled inside: "Which one is Li Fang Shui Jing's shrunken turtle? Get out of here!"

Jin Shasha sneaked in the mountains and forests, fought with others all night, and just now beheaded an enemy who was not weaker than her at all.

She was unlucky, the target was far away, she got the news somehow, and ran away immediately.

Jin Shasha chased for thousands of miles, and his subordinates didn't know where they landed for a long time, so they could only kill the gaze with their own hands, because the whole person was a little embarrassed.

Holding the enemy's head, Jin Shasha rubbed his chin and muttered: "Just carry it back like this, your majesty won't beat me up?"

Jin Shasha secretly speculated that the Demon Lord would not beat her, but if the Demon Queen saw this thing, she would not know whether the Demon Lord would beat her because of it.

To be on the safe side, Jin Shasha put her head in a gift box, tied a bow, and walked away.

……

In just half a month, more than half of the members of the Demon Realm Li Fang Shui Jing were wiped out. Among the remaining half, some heard the wind and fled the Demon Realm first, and some were seriously injured and disappeared.

Zhong Ying sat crookedly on the throne of bones, holding a roster in his hand, and was flipping through it.

There was a pile of things piled up in front of him, all of which were trophies obtained by his subordinates after beheading the members of Li Fang Shui Jing.

Kicking over the gift box from Jin Shasha, Zhong Ying picked up the ink pen and put a red cross on a name.

After putting the brushes on the shelf, Zhong Ying began to flip through the roster to see how many people from Fang Shui Jing hadn't been picked out and killed.

"One, two, three...fifteen, sixteen, and sixteen who ran away." Zhong Ying tilted his head and complained, "Bai Li, you guys are really useless."

Before Gu Guanguan died, he told Zhong Ying everything he knew and could say.

Among them, the leader of the lineage of stars betrayed his subordinates and companions without hesitation, and handed over the roster of Li Fang Shui Jing members to Zhong Ying—this is the origin of the roster in Zhong Ying's hand.

It's a pity that there are very few contacts between the three veins of Li Fangshuijing, and the roster is basically members of the Xingchen line.

As for the members of the other two veins, only the names of members in the demon world are on the roster.

Bai Li and the others stood in the main hall with grievances on their faces. Due to the coercion of the Demon Lord in the past, they did not refute and protest.

Jun Buyi flicked his sleeves, swept the messy things to the corner, and then walked over slowly and asked, "They have made great contributions, but have you thought about how to reward them?"

Zhong Ying, who said earlier that "Bai Li and the others are useless", immediately replied: "Open the treasure house, let each of them choose a convenient thing as a reward for their work."

Bai Li: "..."

The differential treatment was so obvious that they couldn't even look directly at their demon lord.

Zhong Ying squinted at them: "Why? You don't want it?"

A series of "yes" came and went.

Although the word "treasure house" is simple, what's inside is really "treasure". The devil is so generous, they don't want it for nothing!

You know, the Demon Realm is much poorer than Kyushu!

Bai Li and the others retreated to receive the reward.

Jun Buyi stopped in front of the throne, bent slightly, and looked at Zhong Ying. Because of his movements, the long, crow-colored hair fell on Zhong Ying's cheeks, soft and numb.

Zhong Ying casually threw the roster on the table, grabbed a strand of Jun Buyi's long hair, and muttered: "Unfortunately, Gu Guanguan has been living in the Demon Realm all these years, rarely going to Kyushu, otherwise with his ability, he will definitely be able to figure out the other With the strongholds of the two veins, we can wipe out Li Fang Shui Jing."

"Don't worry, Kyushu is different from the Demon Realm." You didn't want to be in a hurry, "Although there are few people who know Li Fangshuijing, it is not impossible. At least the real top powerhouses in Kyushu know them. Based on what they have done over the years, the desire We are not the only ones who are quick to kill them, Li Fang Shui Jing is completely afraid to show his traces in Kyushu, every time he shows up, he will be chased and killed, they will not be able to make any big waves for a while."

Zhong Ying laughed: "Everyone shouts and beats the rats crossing the street?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Zhong Ying himself was not happy: "The demons are also shouted and beaten by everyone in Kyushu."

Jun Buyi frowned slightly, disapproving: "How come? You are now the Phoenix Queen of the Chongming Kingdom."

"What's more." Jun Buyi paused, "If we can join forces to deal with the gods, the relationship between Kyushu and the Demon Realm will improve. As long as you don't go to war, small fights are not important."

Zhong Ying was stunned for a moment.

There are too many people in Kyushu that he cares about, and he really doesn't want the Demon Realm to fight with Kyushu. Unexpectedly, this sentence can be said to be the center of attention.

Zhong Ying nodded: "You are right."

After thinking about it, he said again: "But the gods are not so easy to deal with, and the thousand-year blood feud is not so easy to kill. Even if we tell those people that there is a big devil who wants to destroy the world and prove the way, they will not believe it!"

Jun Buyi's eyelashes trembled, and he muttered: "It takes a moment."

"You mean..."

Jun Buyi said: "Shen Jun wants to prove the Tao, sooner or later he will show his traces, this is the time. Before that, we can persuade the old master to help us."

After a pause, Jun Buyi said again: "The Demon Realm has been pacified, and the Lifangshui Mirror hidden in the Demon Realm has almost been removed... Yingying, shall we go back to Kyushu?"

Zhong Ying supported his chin, and when he was about to say "yes", a ray of light fell on Zhong Ying's palm, which was a communication jade slip.

After Zhong Ying inspected the jade slips, he straightened up from the throne of bones.

"What did you say?" Jun Buyi asked.

Zhong Ying bent his lips and smiled, pointing triumphantly at the jade slip: "The ghost has succeeded, Chen Binghe is finished, he is now locked in the sword tower."

Before Jun Buyi could react, Zhong Ying pulled Jun Buyi and left: "Let's go, let's go to Kyushu to see how miserable he is~"

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