The Wind Palace, majestic and majestic, stands in the world, symbolizing the supreme power of the Wind Clan; the towering spire seems to reach straight to the sky, unattainable.
When you approach it, you feel as if you are surrounded by an invisible force, making you feel your own insignificance and powerlessness.
Every stone and every grain of gravel in the Wind Palace seems to contain endless majesty and oppression, as if it can penetrate people's hearts.
The evil spirit wafting out of the palace is looming and fascinating.
Even if you just look at it from a distance, it will make people feel intimidated and afraid to get close easily.
At this moment, suddenly, countless figures descended from the sky, as densely as raindrops.
These figures landed in various places in the Wind Palace, like ghosts coming from the sky, covered with a faint silver brilliance.
They were suspended around the Wind Palace, surrounding this ancient place like an iron barrel.
Among the many figures, one figure stood out from the rest.
It was a lonely watcher who landed slowly at the gate of the Wind Palace.
A young boy stood there, wearing a blue robe, which danced in the wind like a lonely cloud.
The demons in the Wind Palace noticed something strange around them, and it was an aura that made their hearts palpitate.
They immediately set their sights on the gate of the Wind Palace, because that was the only entrance to the palace.
I saw the young man in the green robe, wandering quietly like a ghost, staggering into the magnificent palace.
A demon stared fiercely at the young man who dared to break into the Wind Palace, his anger burning in the darkness.
He shouted loudly: "Boy, who are you to dare to venture into this forbidden area? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?"
However, when faced with the demons' questioning, Zhang Liucheng did not show any fear, but instead revealed a kind of tenacity and confidence from his bones.
With a calm attitude, he replied calmly: "I am not a person seeking death, and I know the value of life. However, you are the demon clan, threatening the survival of the Wind clan. Therefore, in order to maintain the peace of the Wind Territory, I must Defeat you and make you disappear from the world."
Before Zhang Liucheng could finish his words, the demons in the Wind Palace had already erupted into a deafening roar.
They fanatically waved all kinds of magic weapons in their hands and rushed towards Zhang Liucheng with extremely ferocious momentum.
Their numbers were so large that they seemed to be boundless, almost filling the entire magnificent palace.
However, Zhang Liucheng showed no fear. He clenched his palm slightly, and the Pobao kitchen knife appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Although this knife looks ordinary, it contains powerful power and shines with a cold light.
Zhang Liucheng's figure is strong and strong, like a dragon swimming through the crowd of demons.
His steps were firm and powerful, and every move he made accurately avoided the demon attacks.
The broken treasure kitchen knife in Zhang Liucheng's hand is like the sickle of death. Every time he swings it, it will take away the life of a demon.
The speed was as fast as lightning, and no one even saw clearly how he took action before he fell into a pool of blood.
Such a scene made other demons feel deeply frightened. Although they were brave and fearless, they felt powerless against opponents like Zhang Liucheng.
However, Zhang Liucheng had no intention of stopping.
The old kitchen knife in his hand became more agile, and as he swung it, an air current that was imperceptible to the naked eye cut through the void.
Zhang Liucheng used the Magic Wind Step and shuttled through the vast sea of people like a gust of wind. No one could stop his progress.
Every time Zhang Liucheng takes action, he will take away the life of a demon.
Zhang Liucheng's hands are as fast as lightning, which is impossible to catch with the naked eye.
He saw the demon suddenly stopped in front of him, and then fell down silently.
Their lives disappeared in Zhang Liucheng's hands, just like candles swaying in the wind and then extinguished.
The other demons were a little frightened, and they began to retreat, not daring to face the young man again.
Their eyes were full of fear and confusion. How could this human boy be so powerful?
They began to circle around the center of the Wind Palace, like a group of frightened beasts, fleeing far away.
When the last demon fell, the entire Wind Palace fell silent.
There was no noise from the demons, no fierce fighting, just silence.
Zhang Liucheng stood in the center, his body standing upright in the breeze, like a killing god.
His eyes shone with a cold light, like the frost and snow on a winter night, cold and chilly.
Zhang Liucheng said calmly: "I once said that someone will indeed die today, but it should be you who die."
His voice spread in the air like ice, and every word was like a sharp blade, cutting through the silent atmosphere.
Xiao Hei came down lightly together with the others, their eyes as bright as owls at the scene in front of them.
On the ground beneath their feet, the bodies of the demons were like pieces of dark history being torn apart, which was shocking.
This messy and horrific scene seems to reveal the hell on earth.
"Brother, your strength is really amazing. You can actually kill so many powerful demons in an instant." Xiao Hei sighed sincerely.
Zhang Liucheng smiled and shook his head. He looked at Xiao Hei, a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "Xiao Hei, this is nothing. As long as you are willing to work hard and improve your cultivation, one day you will also Can become as powerful as me.”
Zhang Liucheng's words warmed everyone's hearts and relaxed their tense nerves.
Then he turned to the corpses of the demons and said with contempt: "The strength of these demons is too weak and not worth mentioning at all. Please resurrect them quickly to enhance our strength."
"Okay, brother."
After saying that, Xiao Hei led everyone and placed the corpses of the demons in the main hall so that they could be fed resurrection pills to the demons.
At this moment, Xiaoqiang, Baihu and others stepped firmly into the magnificent hall.
Seeing their arrival, Zhang Liucheng couldn't help but feel satisfied.
Xiaoqiang responded with a shallow smile. Then, Xiaoqiang waved his arm, and ten demon corpses quickly floated out of the storage ring and slowly landed on the ground.
Then, Xiaoqiang, Baihu and others prepared to resurrect these seemingly lifeless demons.
Zhang Liucheng stood in the grand Wind Palace, and the scene in front of him was beyond words.
He was stunned and secretly amazed, the scene here was simply too spectacular.
Towering stone pillars stand in every corner of the Wind Palace, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.
The strong curiosity in Zhang Liucheng's heart roared like a strong wind, rushing through his soul, causing his perception to spread instantly like ripples.
Zhang Liucheng suddenly sensed the secret space under the golden throne.
There is a demon lurking there. This evil existence is quietly lurking, waiting for opportunities to create crises.
Zhang Liucheng had a sly smile on his face, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.
Zhang Liucheng turned around and walked towards Xiaoqiang, patted his shoulder and said gently: "Xiaoqiang, come with me."
Hearing Zhang Liucheng's words, Xiaoqiang stood up in confusion and asked, "Where are we going?"
Zhang Liucheng smiled mysteriously, with a unique light shining in his eyes, and he replied: "I will take you with me to catch the mouse lurking in the dark."
"Catch mice?"
Xiaoqiang was confused. He scratched his head and tried to understand this incomprehensible question.
"Xiaoqiang, don't be stunned, come with me."
After Zhang Liucheng said these words, he walked firmly towards the golden throne in front of him.
Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, then quickly woke up and followed Zhang Liucheng closely.
