Chapter 257: Barbarian Tribes

Xirui Heavenly City, as the hottest commercial city in the Demon Realm, should be built in the center of the entire territory of the Demon Realm. It's a pity that the former prosperity disappeared overnight.

The Red Night Demon initially started from the westernmost part of Aberina, and ignored the ordinary towns it passed through on its way to the central point, Ciri Celestial City.

As long as their combat goal is to capture important towns, other cities will surrender without a fight, and if they want to control the mentally strong and stubborn demon world, they can only do so. Avoid indifferent battles, capture important locations, and get straight to the point.

After the Black Tide of the Goddess of Death destroyed Ciri Sky City, she was resisted by the arrival of Vilia and Lilith. But this incident has already caused a sensation in other towns in the Demon Realm, and all towns have begun to vigilantly defend, not allowing everyone to go out, and arranging guards everywhere to strictly watch every grass and tree in the outside world.

In the muddy swampy area, red-robed warriors used their power to shuttle wildly through it. It's not scary for them swamps, it's the berserk beasts that hide inside.

The wolf crocodile is a crocodile on the surface, but it has the limbs of a mammal's fast running, and can run quickly against resistance in swamps. If the dot back falls into their hands, you can imagine your end.

The only thing that stood out from the Red Army was the young man with no hood and white hair, and the five men in red surrounded him, and when you looked closely, there was a magic band connected to him and the five of them.

"Xirui Heavenly City is the most central area, and if you continue to advance, you will encounter two choices, one is to go northeast, there are two main towns along the way, and the final target is the Ice Demon God located in the northeast. The other route is to the southeast, where you only need to capture a city. ”

Liu Xiaoming recalled the task of the old uncle of the Red Night Demon, although it seemed simple, but he couldn't use his spiritual power to fight with all his might, in order to speed up the progress Liu Xiaoming chose to divide into two ways with his female partner, his strength was slightly weaker and chose the southeast, and Du Xiaoxiao chose the northeast.

The spiritual power was limited, and the swamp was a problem, so he had no choice but to order the five people to use the magic belt to take him all the way through the swamp.

The swamp surface shook, and with the fierce ripples on the water surface, there was a plop, and the red-clothed warrior in charge of the thug position was pulled into the depths of the swamp by a powerful force, and he didn't even have a chance to struggle.

Liu Xiaoming panicked, praying in his heart that the accident would not come. However, feeling the vibration under his feet, Liu Xiaoming subconsciously flashed to the right, and in the next second, an abyssal giant mouth appeared on his left side, pulling two of the five magic belt guards into the water in one gulp.

The Red Night Demon Organization, a total of one hundred and fifty people, suddenly sped up its pace, and Liu Xiaoming wanted to urge the spiritual power in his body, but he couldn't squeeze out even a drop. There were a few plops and plops around him, and he successfully dodged the attack of the wolf crocodile by selling his teammate Liu Xiaoming.

In order to escape, everyone quickened their pace, looking at the red figures passing by him, Liu Xiaoming was anxious in his heart, he lost his magic belt, and his own speed, which could not use spiritual power, could not escape from this area at all.

"Hey!!Wait a minute!!I'm your commander!!"

Liu Xiaoming shouted for help, but few people turned around. In a moment of disappointment, three or four of the red-clothed men stopped, and just when they thought they had grasped the lucky straw, those people turned and fled with frightened expressions.

"What!!"

The sharp teeth stabbed the swordsman's legs, and the powerful force pulled him underwater in an instant, and a large mouthful of water poured into his nose In an instant, Liu Xiaoming lost consciousness for a short time, and the instinctive consciousness of survival made him open his eyes with struggle.

Having lost the protection of his spiritual power, he almost gave up on the torture pain he hadn't tasted for a long time, he turned around and kicked the wolf crocodile in the eye with his other leg. In a panic, Liu Xiaoming struggled to look around, and the body of a man in red happened to be floating aside.

He hurriedly grabbed the corpse and pulled out a short sword from it. The right leg used the most powerful kicking technique, barely broke free from the restraints, and looked at the wolf crocodile with another big bite, Liu Xiaoming stabbed down with a sword, pierced the crocodile's eyes, and then kicked it away with another kick.

The white-haired swordsman escaped with his life, poking his head out of the water to breathe in the air.

Liu Xiaoming's eyes widened and he realized that he was protected by a weak shield, recalling the time he spent underwater, no wonder he hadn't drowned.

Still lamenting the unexpected protective cover, not far away, wolf crocodiles running hard in the swamp are approaching. Unable to use his spiritual power, he couldn't escape at all. Liu Xiaoming clenched his short sword, staring at the returning wolf crocodile, the light in his waist bag flashed, and a huge monster slapped one of them to death with one claw, a mouth that was even more terrifying than the wolf crocodile, and instantly devoured the enemy who was chasing.

"Oh, I know. ”

"Wang!"

The huge ball licked the corners of its mouth and rubbed its wet nose against Liu Xiaoming's body, then picked him up and carried him away from the dangerous swamp.

"You kid, it's always at the last minute"

"Wangwang"

"You're handsome, I almost hung up"

Liu Xiaoming raised his foot and stepped on the claw of the ball fiercely, and was slapped to the ground by a claw in the next second.

At the end of the fight, Shi Yu's medicine came in handy, and the injury recovered quickly, Shi Yu's medicine did not recover like a crystal instantly or simply failed to repair slowly, but showed every detail of the wound recovery, making the injury recovery more perfect as if reborn.

Qiuqiu unexpectedly did not go back to sleep in his waist bag this time, but chose to restore the size of an ordinary storm puppy and follow Liu Xiaoming's side.

"What about them?"

Looking around, Liu Xiaoming didn't find his team. Fortunately, at this time, his partner is a dog, and its nose comes in handy.

The little ball sniffed the scent of the Red Night Demon in the air, and it was clear that there was some confusion about its facial expression. But it didn't say anything, and with a cry it cleared its way.

A man and a dog walked on an unfamiliar road, looking at the ball ball from the front wagging its tail and smelling it everywhere, which reminded Liu Xiaoming of the time when Xingling Country was stable.

Walking and stopping, the swordsman's expression gradually became serious, the stench of blood swept through his nose, and the ball in front of him may have already smelled it. The smell wafting through the air grew stronger, and a man and a dog looked at the orange forest at the same time.

Following the blood-stained river, they came upstream. The clanging of cold weapons and the shouting of humans pierced the eardrums.

Quickening their pace, slashing through the branches and trees, their vision gradually widened, blood spurted out, and the moment their vision was completely clear, the last Red Night Demon in front of them was beheaded by a big man.

Liu Xiaoming was stunned in place, and the big man who was only wearing a grass skirt pulled out a blade from the corpse and killed angrily.

By the refraction of the sun's rays, the light of the finely polished blade pierced the eyes of the white-haired swordsman, and he came back to his senses, sideways to dodge the slashing blow, his left hand grappling the enemy's sword-wielding hands, and his right arm slammed into the big man's face.

The broken and rusty Soul Burial Demon Blade was held in Liu Xiaoming's hand, and the movement quickly and neatly cut the throat of the big man.

A reassuring smile appeared on the corner of the swordsman's mouth, but the next second, his eyes widened, the cold air behind his back surged, and a sharp spear head pierced through his chest, and Liu Xiaoming's whole person flew forward, and he didn't stop until the spear head was inserted into the trunk of the tree.

"It's ......."

Liu Xiaoming trembled and looked at the head of the gun on his chest, and was startled, and then there was a roar of the ball after it had grown in size and the sound of the primitive human tribe whining and screaming.

Liu Xiaoming confidently closed his eyes and waited for Qiuqiu's rescue, but after three minutes, his eyes suddenly opened, those human voices still existed, and Qiuqiu's breath became more and more chaotic.

Liu Xiaoming tugged the head of the spear hard but couldn't move a bit, the sound of the blade piercing into the flesh and pulling out echoed in his ears, and the sound of blood spraying stung his heart.

"Damn!!I can't pull it out!!That's right, soul burial!" Liu Xiaoming looked at his hands excitedly, but his hands were empty, and when he was pierced just now, the soul burial seemed to be out of himself.

"Starry sky!"

Liu Xiaoming called out for his love sword, but he didn't reply for a long time.

"Any sword can be used!

There was still no movement in his waist bag, Liu Xiaoming was anxious in his heart, and the crazy struggle was useless. Suddenly, the light voice of the starry sky appeared in my ears.

"What kind of broken setting is that!"

"Where's the Iron Sword!!"

"Then you don't have a special feature to help!"

"What the hell do you do!"

The sound of the Starry Sky Sword disappeared in his ears, and after three seconds, a force spread throughout his body, and the meridians of his body were unobstructed, and the feeling made people suffocate with happiness. Liu Xiaoming unleashed his long-lost spiritual power, and wrapped thunder and lightning around his right hand to cut off the spear.

Shi Yu's medicine was immediately placed in the wound on his chest, and Liu Xiaoming pulled out the other end of the spear and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood and hurriedly turned around.

Behind him, more than twenty humans, dressed only in grass hula and animal skins, tortured the ball with the spear lasso. Those guys are agile, dare to fight, and cooperate with each other seamlessly.

"Is this the battle of the primitive tribes to defeat the mighty beasts?"

It would be nice to train to be your own subordinate. However, the primitive barbarians at this time were already a group of dead people in Liu Xiaoming's eyes.

The stars flashed, and the thunder and lightning intersected. A red bolt of lightning rushed into the crowd, and blood bloomed like a bright flower in it.

As the swordsman punched out, the last barbarian fell to the ground, and the sword peak approached the enemy, Liu Xiaoming opened his mouth and asked:

"Where are you?"

"Forehead !!"

Liu Xiaoming just asked, but his body suddenly stiffened and was stunned.

"Master!'s Time!!"

The meridians closed, the spiritual power dissipated, and the starry sky sword in his hand became heavy and fell to the ground. Seeing that he had a glimmer of life, the barbarian on the ground immediately got up and pounced on the swordsman in front of him, but the next second he was slapped into pulp by a claw.

"Wang"

"Ah, I'm fine"

Everything was calm again, but the bushes became dishonest at this moment, and the man and the dog immediately looked at the source of the sound, and Qiuqiu exhaled lightly, and the bushes were blown away, revealing three thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys and girls who were in the middle of puberty.

The lineup of two men and one woman caught Liu Xiaoming's attention, which also made him discover that there was a diverse lineup of corpses in this area, the Red Night Demon, the barbarians wearing the skins of the grass husks, and the humans who were also dressed but had the Oriental Dragon tattooed on their backs.

"Tribal warfare?"

This incident came to Liu Xiaoming's mind, he withdrew the starry sky, picked up the broken soul burial, and slowly approached the three children.

A surprising scene appeared, the two boys actually stood up, Liu Xiaoming subconsciously put on an attacking posture, but the two of them sincerely knelt in front of him and bowed their heads to plead.

"God-sama, please, if you want an offering, choose the lives of the two of us!"

"What?"