The night is hazy and the waning moon hangs high.
Meng Chuan was flying high in the sky, overlooking the vast land.
With his eyesight, he could see people living in the wild. Most of them were hiding during the day, but they began to come out to work at night. The adults were working, the children were playing nearby, and some were seriously practicing their swords.
"During the day and coming out at night?" Meng Chuan whispered softly, "Dark night, the demon king's visual distance is also greatly shortened. The dark night has become a kind of protection, what a joke."
"Every city is deserted."
Meng Chuan flew, passing by the county seat and the prefectural city, and now everything was pitch black. This darkness made Meng Chuan feel suffocated.
"In the entire Zhou Dynasty, only the big city was left." Meng Chuan finally saw a big city. The prosperous big city had a population of over ten million, but people in the big city were also panicked. The news that millions of demon kings are attacking the human world has been flying all over the sky for a long time.
"Da Zhou, including the seven major gates, has a total of sixty-one major cities." Meng Chuan secretly said.
Among the seven major city gates, Luotang Pass has a population of over 20 million.
For example, Anhaiguan, Yanshanguan, Baixiangguan, etc., had a population of millions in the early days. Since the population migration, these large city gates have also shared some of the population, with a population of more than 10 million.
"Countless people in the wild also live around sixty-one big cities. Where there are big cities, there is hope. They earn enough money to move to the city, and if their children are talented enough, they will You can send your children to the Taoist temple in the city for free. Even if your talent is average, you can still spend money to send your children to the Taoist temple."
"The big city is hope and must be defended."
Meng Chuan. Flying and looking down.
In an open space below, a child and a man were competing with each other on sword skills.
"Bang." The sword skills collided.
The child was knocked backwards and fell to the ground. With a stern look in his eyes, he rushed towards his father again.
"I am stronger than you, so you shouldn't confront me head-on. Fighting is about using your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses!" the man scolded, and waved his knife to suppress his son.
"Poof."
The child fell down again, his head covered with sweat, his face bruised and bruised.
The man looked at it and shouted: "Come on, as long as you can perfect the basic sword skills this year, you can pass the Taoist examination. Your father and I will send you to the city even if we risk our lives." You enter the Taoist temple. If you still can't, you will stay in the wild with your father and me for the rest of your life. Don't blame your father for not giving you hope." "Humph." The child gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
High in the sky.
Meng Chuan watched this scene and continued to fly by. He saw a lot of similar scenes every day, but it touched him every time. How much he wanted to fulfill his dream of "killing all the monsters in the world". If he could accomplish it, he would be extremely satisfied even if he risked his life. It’s just really difficult! The more I practice, the more I realize how difficult it is to 'kill all the monsters in the world'.
"This is just a dark period, and there will be a dawn." Meng Chuan said silently.
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Fly back to Jiangzhou City.
His wife Liu Qiyue waited for him to have dinner together, and then Meng Chuan went into seclusion.
"Boom."
The corpse of the foreign race in the Creation Realm was placed directly in the quiet room. The quiet room was used for gods and demons to practice, and it was built quite large. At least It was easy to place this three-foot-tall corpse.
"A foreign race in the Creation Realm, majoring in the physical body?" Meng Chuan looked carefully. The corpse had layers of black scales all over its body, including black scales on its face, but a large piece was cut off on the chest. , the scales disappeared, and the flesh and blood were cut into pieces.
"At this level, injuries should heal instantly." Meng Chuan watched, "The chest was cut, more like the scales were cut after the alien died. It should be that the ancestors of Yuanchu Mountain tried to use Come to refine artifacts?"
The scales on the corpse of a strong person in the creation realm must be extraordinary.
Easy to sew into armor, the value is astonishingly high.
"Buzzing." Invisible aura fluctuations emanated from this corpse, but it was a dead thing after all, and Meng Chuan's Dark Star Domain could easily block these aura fluctuations.
"Qiang."
Meng Chuan pulled out the demon-slaying knife.
"Huh?" Meng Chuan looked at the demon-slaying knife in his hand in surprise. As soon as the demon-slaying knife came out of its sheath, it began to tremble and wanted to pounce on the corpse.
"Don't worry." Meng Chuan smiled and swung his knife, and the knife was as fast as lightning, hitting the scales on the alien's body.
In fact, when you get within an inch of the scale armor, there is an invisible repulsive force that repels the demon-slaying knife.
"Fortunately, the ancestors of the Yuanchu Mountain had already cut a piece of it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hurt this corpse at all." Meng Chuan laughed at himself, stretched the demon-slaying knife towards the large wound on the chest of the alien corpse, and pressed close to it. The wound, the Demon-Slaying Sword trembled and tried to swallow, and finally a drop of golden blood slowly flew out from the wound. The golden blood seemed to be extremely heavy, and was reluctantly attracted to the body of the Demon-Slaying Sword.
"Chichichi."
As soon as the golden blood touched the demon-slaying sword's blade, golden lines slowly extended from the blade, and it trembled and struggled to swallow this drop of blood.
Meng Chuan himself has cultivated the physical lineage, the 'supernatural power realm' and the 'immortality realm', which is a qualitative transformation. And a drop of blood at the level of creation in the 'Sacred Realm' is probably stronger than your entire physical body.
It was very difficult for the demon-slaying knife to swallow this drop of blood. It took half an hour to completely swallow the drop of blood.
"It is so difficult for the Demon-Slaying Sword to swallow." Meng Chuan secretly sighed, "In history, it may not have swallowed the corpse of a strong person in the physical lineage of the Creation Realm." The Demon-Slaying Sword's original version It's a magic sword, like the 'Creation Realm Flesh Lineage Alien Corpse' is not a strong person in this world, only the three major sects can use it. In the past, there was no need for the three major sects to cultivate a magic sword.
The demon-slaying knife continued to swallow. After more than an hour,The Demon-Slaying Sword no longer swallowed.
It seems to be 'full' for the time being.
"The demon-slaying knife has to be digested slowly. Let's swallow it tomorrow." Meng Chuan was looking forward to how much change he would see if he swallowed a demon-slaying knife that was made from a foreign corpse.
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Time passes day by day.
Another evening.
Meng Chuan returned to Huxin Pavilion and had dinner with his wife Liu Qiyue.
"Huh?"
Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue turned their heads and looked into the distance at the same time.
An illusory figure walked across the lake from a distance. It was wearing a black robe, with a thin face and yellow eyes. It stepped onto the Lake Center Pavilion with a smile.
Meng Chuan and his wife got up and walked out.
"Demon King?" Meng Chuan said.
"I have met Marquis Dongning and Marquis Ningyue." The illusory figure in black robes saluted slightly.
"This is the first time I have seen the incarnation of the Demon King. I wonder which demon king you are." Meng Chuan said. He had seen the incarnations of Qin Wuzun and Luo Tang. It is the incarnation method possessed by those who have reached the fifth level of Yuanshen. The incarnation is harmless. However, the magical powers of the demon clan are all kinds of strange, and perhaps the fourth-level demon king may also have an incarnation.
The illusory figure in black robe smiled and said: "My name is Mo Nan. I am here to invite Marquis Dongning and Marquis Ning Yue to join our Monster Clan."
"Join the Monster Clan. ?" Meng Chuan sneered, "How can I, the human race, join the demon clan?"
"Why is the Heavenly Demon Sect willing to fight for the demon clan?" The illusory figure in black robe said with a smile, "Because, I, the emperor of the demon clan The "Holy Monument of the Monster Clan" was lowered from the sky to the Heavenly Demon Sect. On the holy monument, we, the Demon Clan, promised that after we successfully attack the human world, we will permanently assign 10% of the territory of the human world to human beings for survival. The Cheng territory will be ruled by the Celestial Demon Sect. From then on, the human race will abolish the god and demon cultivation system and only have the Celestial Demon Cultivation System. From then on, the human race will be one of the hundreds of demon clans and a member of our demon clan."
Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue looked at each other.
"In the battle between the human race and the demon race, the human race will undoubtedly lose." The illusory figure in black robe smiled and said, "Since we must lose, why risk death? You can take your tribe and continue to live happily. As long as No new gods and demons are born. You gods and demons...the demon clan can also allow you to exist. When you die of old age, there will be no more gods and demons."
"For you, you will have a happy life, your wife and your family. , Isn’t it great that all the descendants of the clan will be happy and fulfilled?” the illusory figure in black robe said with a smile.