At the bottom of the lake, a huge white snake floats and swims slowly.
Bai Yujun practiced hard in order to be able to do more. The Central Plains Heavenly Punishment War devastated all living beings. An unknown number of ordinary people died. The death of monks cannot be remembered. The ancient rivers that dried up due to drought were filled with blood and water, and the earth was scorched for thousands of miles.
The Demon Sect did something crazy before their defeat.
They drove hundreds of thousands of people into three cities in the occupied area, and then used evil magic to sacrifice everyone in the three cities, creating a terrifying area where monsters were rampant.
All crazy.
It is rumored that many farming areas with a pleasant climate in the Central Plains have turned into dry wastelands, the cultivated area has decreased, and it is unknown what kind of monster was born to cause drought.
As a monster, you don't have to care about humans, but you can't ignore the kindness given by mountains, rivers and lakes.
"Still not strong enough..."
After a long silence, the snake swung its tail and floated up. Today, Yulong Village will hold a sacrifice, and Bai Yujun is the protagonist.
I swam out of the water and directly into the sky. The lake water dripped from my body, dripping as I flew until it dried up. From a distance, I saw the people of Jiuli Mountain all around the lake. What I saw with the infrared sensor was a patch of light.
There is nothing new, just stand there for a while and roar appropriately.
Falling to the ground with strong winds, the old priest's long beard covered his forehead with strong air currents. The girls' skirts lifted up and the silver ornaments rustled. A certain snake took the opportunity to take a vicious look at it, then circled around the altar a few times and stared. He looked at the priest and the saint chanting incantations with big eyes.
The old priest of Yulong Village is in high spirits today, with pheasant feathers on his head.
The goddess and the surrounding mountain people were dressed up with oil paint on their faces, and their gold and silver ornaments looked like someone who was greedy for money...
"The sacred mountain brings blessings and blessings from the ancestors~"
"Holy beasts and divine weapons protect our clan~"
Bai Yujun could still understand the sacrificial language at the beginning, but the following words were read faster and faster and could not be understood at all.
The villagers of Yulong Village began to cheer and dance fieryly around the altar. Bai Yujun was so dizzy that he turned into a human and found a chair to sit on.
Mu Duo smiled. She had known for a long time that Bai Yujun would not wait for the ceremony to end.
The people of Yulong Village were still celebrating. A certain snake couldn't wait to eat the sacrifice. He ate up the three animals, melons and fruits in a few mouthfuls, and then lay on a bearskin chair to bask in the sun. Originally, the chair was for the old priest, but now the ceremony needs to be slightly changed...
In the end, he felt that the ceremony was boring, so he nodded and turned around and flew away.
Instead of returning to the lake, he flew towards the southern wilderness.
"You can't stay in the lake all day in seclusion. You should often go out and kill people. It's good for your physical and mental health."
After thinking about it, I added another sentence.
"Always leave memories behind."
A stream of light streaked across the southern wilderness sky...
A small country on the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Bai Yujun, who hadn't done anything in more than fifty years, was very irritable and wanted to kill a few evil cultivators and demon cultivators to find some feeling. Don't worry about not finding them. Evil cultivators and demon cultivators are everywhere like rats and pests.
Night falls.
On the top of the highest glazed pagoda in the palace, Bai Yujun took out his black armor and put it on. He put down the mask armor and fixed the contracted shield on his left forearm. There was a mechanical buckle for fixation. It was okay to fight with the arm shield. It opens into a large shield, holding a knife in its right hand, and its eyes glow red!
A small, remote place is suitable for hiding. It hides many evil spirits and can relax your muscles and bones.
Bend over and bend your knees...
Kick hard! With a bang, he jumped up high and landed directly towards a luxurious mansion!
boom! He kicked the house to pieces and fell into the room, swiping his sword across the board. Without even looking at the cut-off demon cultivators, he crashed directly into the most powerful demon cultivator. The sword flashed continuously, and the demon cultivator roared angrily, but was hit in the cheek by a shield. Help, the saliva and teeth flew far away, and the last knife hit the owl's head with a bang.
After kicking his still-dead head, Bai Yujun said something that would make him die in silence.
"This knife is to commemorate my passing career as a demon."
The black-armored boots stepped down hard, crushing the head like an egg and turning it into a bloody cake.
He unleashed the wind blade to kill the demon disciples in the demon den indiscriminately. He turned around and stepped on the gorgeous and exquisite carpet with his combat boots. When he passed the candlestick, he suddenly pulled out the sword and then sheathed it. He was so fast that he couldn't catch the traces of the movement with his eyes.
The candles on the candlestick bounced off and landed on the headless corpse. The flames crackled and dripped wax, and the blood-red corpse looked like a fresh strawberry juice birthday cake.
When he went out, he held the shield in his left hand and violently slapped an unlucky Demon disciple into mincemeat.
"There are so many evil spirits. Some people are going to sleep forever tonight."
Weirdos in black armor and holding horizontal swords and shields were killing each other. Evil cultivators and demon cultivators were killed and wounded countless times. No matter they were resentful souls, zombies, or the demon cultivators were in their ultimate blood demon state, they were unable to do anything about it. They killed this one and that one, sometimes with red eyes. Even some unlucky ones were killed together, and no one among the evil spirits was clean.
Regardless of the level of cultivation, as long as it is an evil demon, you must go up and chop it.
Even the evil spirits in the Qi refining stage with low cultivation level don't care at all about the taboo of experts not dealing with the weak. That is the rule of the human race. The rule of monsters is to go up and kill them if they have a grudge. If they can't be beaten, they will fight. If they can't, they will be beaten. Just run.
In a hidden mansion.
The man in black armor grabbed an evil cultivator's neck with his left hand and lifted it up. He was very young. Maybe he had his reasons and stories for embarking on this evil path. Maybe, those things don't matter anymore.
With their fingers clasped together, the young evil cultivator's neck was crushed and he died softly.
"No matter how hard I kill them, I can't finish them all. There are so many."
He stepped over the corpse with the knife and left, kicked down the fire and lit the house. The fire burned fiercely with the wind, and the red flames illuminated the weak back of the man in black armor. There was a thick layer of blood on the surface of the armor...
Suddenly, a strange creature attracted attention.
Bai Yujun frowned slightly. He had never seen such a person before. His eyes and eyebrows were red, his skin was dark, and his nails were as big as zombie claws. What was that?
"Ouch!"
The monster rushed over at a very fast speed. The shield of the man in black armor made several loud clicks and then swatted it away like a fly!
Snapped!
It's not strong, it can be flattened with one blow. What's strange is that it has strong vitality but it didn't kill it. Bai Yujun stepped forward and stepped on the monster's chest. He swung his knife a few times and cut off all its limbs. Anyway, this thing has vitality. Tenacious will not die for a while, so it is more convenient to check it this way.
The monster opened its mouth and roared, revealing a mouth full of staggered sharp teeth. The teeth were black and full of tartar and rotten flesh.
"Monsters? After the Central Plains War, did the Demon Sect create a lot of gadgets?"
The monsters have now flowed to the edge of the Southern Wilderness. If humans failed to contain the monsters within a certain range, they were deliberately released.
"Boring."
Crush the skulls of low-level monsters, clean the sword and return it to its sheath.
After a few clicks, the shield shrank and was put away. He took off his armor and used a cleaning spell to wash away the blood.
"Phew~ I feel much more transparent and my thoughts are clear."
Its daybreak.
When the fun is over, it’s time to go back and continue practicing.
Looking back at the panic city, nearly a thousand people died in one night. Maybe after decades of going back this time, they will not come out to kill people and set fires. I am afraid that by the time they come out again, these ordinary people will have passed two or three generations. No one will remember that time next time they come here. What happened, short memory is destined to be limited.
Still the same sentence, use this killing to commemorate the passing of the demon core career.
"Practice is really boring..."
Turn into a stream of light and fly back to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Enjoy reading, enjoy reading!
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