The little demons at the moment can be said to be newborn, and they are not a big threat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The outside is different, the life of a demon is extremely long, especially a super strong person who has achieved cultivation, and the life of hundreds of thousands of years at every turn, how can it be compared to a little demon?

Time passed in the days of hunting, cultivating, and flying to higher cliffs.

Monotonous, bloody, but thrilling!

Little devils, in the daily killing, gradually grow into demon warriors, this level does not need to evolve, through a large number of killing, master the ruthlessness, ruthlessness, skills, physical strength, experience, etc. that you must have as a warrior.

Finally, the last day came, when the blood moon rose to the middle of the sky, the surviving more than two million demon warriors happily and desperately flapped their demon wings, flying over the knife-like cliffs like birds, and the undulating, magnificent demon land appeared in front of their eyes, cheers, resounding in the sky above the demon sea canyon.

At this moment, all the suffering suffered was overshadowed by boundless happiness.

Zhao Hu stood quietly on the edge of the demon group, at this moment, no one looked for him to take revenge, the demons who escaped from the sea of demons after life and death, under the continuous killing, were accustomed to seeing life and death, who did not have blood on their hands, it was all for survival, and they had to do it as a last resort. According to the demonic memory, in the outside world, there are many barbecued meat, fine wine, and glamorous witches, so that the demon warriors who escaped from purgatory and ate enough flesh and blood are infinitely looking forward to it.

Under the Wanren Canyon, there is a faint sound of the yin wind whistling like a huge wave splitting, the birth season has passed, and in the sea of demons under the canyon, the bone-eroding yin wind that can blow away the bones of god-level powerhouses rolls up huge waves and wreaks havoc on the sea.

Suddenly, Zhao Hu keenly sensed a huge danger approaching quickly, and he subconsciously flew in the opposite direction. He didn't remind anyone, in just one month, he grew into a fallen angel warrior, he saw a lot of death and killing, every little devil was devouring the flesh and blood of the same kind and flew up, and the tragic scenes made him refine into steel, and his heart was as strong as iron!

That dangerous aura made him breathless, which shows what a terrible existence it is!

"Roar! ――”

An earth-shattering dragon roar suddenly came from high in the sky, in the depths of the black fog, the wind and clouds were agitated, and a fifteen-meter-long fifth-level black dragon with two wings was like a meteor falling from the sky, flying down towards the black pressure demon crowd, overwhelming the dragon power, making people breathless!

"Ah......h

The exclamations of chaos resounded throughout the land, and more than two million demon warriors fled in a panic like a group, and became a mess!

Call!

A long dragon's breath, flickering with flames, erupted from the black dragon's mouth, fiercely slashed on the earth, smashing out a deep pit hundreds of meters on the ground, and all the demon warriors who were affected, their bones and flesh were minced, and they turned into a puddle of flesh and blood and bloomed on the black earth.

"Run......

The power of the fifth-level black dragon made the millions of little demons who had just been promoted to first-level demon warriors frightened and scattered.

The fifth-level black dragon roared triumphantly, flapped its thick dragon wings, soared upward, and flew into the black mist and disappeared!

Demon World, Do You Need a Reason to Kill? It may be that the black dragon was upset when he saw so many demon warriors, and he spat casually!

Zhao Hu looked at the sky where the black dragon disappeared, shocked by its strength, and at the same time realized that in the demon world, there was no place for comfort, unless he mastered more powerful power.

Killing, or being killed, is no different from the rules of survival in the Demon Sea, the only difference is that there is a stricter division of power systems and spheres of influence.

There was silence all around, and the Grand Canyon of the Demon Sea, which was cheering just now, was suddenly seen by the black dragon, and there were few people in an instant, and more than two million demon warriors fled without a trace.

Zhao Hu stood on the edge of the Grand Canyon, silently looking down, in the depths of the clouds and mist, there was a faint sound of raging wind and waves, shook his head, turned around and walked towards the demon world, away from the mysterious source of life.

The sky of the demon world is always gray, filled with dense black fog, the blood glow sprinkled by the blood moon, and as far as the eye can see, a chaotic black and red smoke is as terrifying as the blood of demons.

Zhao Hu was alone on the black earth, as if he was the only one left between heaven and earth, looking so lonely!

In the distance, the light of a ghostly lantern shone in the woods!

Zhao Hu's spirits perked up, and the demon's wings stretched out, flying dozens of meters off the ground, and flying towards the light.

A moment later, a solitary stone building came into view, and a magic lantern with green fire dangling from the door swayed from side to side with the night wind. The room was full of people, as if there was some kind of carnival party, and the choking smell of alcohol and the noise echoed in the night sky.

Zhao Hu flew down at the door, pushed the door in, swept his eyes, and saw thousands of demons gathered in the stone house, most of them were newcomers who had just flown up from the Demon Canyon, holding large cups of ale wine, chewing pieces of cooked meat, gobbling up, eating unsightly, in the center of the stone house, a table of exquisite banquets, sitting dozens of powerful demons covered in armor, discussing something in a low voice.

A dark elf flapped its two small wings, with a smile on its face, flew in front of him, looked at Zhao Hu who looked like a fallen angel suspiciously, and said tentatively: "This is the Demon House Tavern, which is specially opened for the demon lords to recruit warriors who have just flown out of the Demon Sea. Excuse me, noble fallen warrior, what are you doing here? ”

Zhao Hu suddenly realized, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I am also a fallen angel who just flew out of the Demon Sea, please bring me a piece of wine and meat!" ”

"Fallen angels flying out of the Demon Sea?" The dark elf Rao is well-informed, and he was also overturned by this new term that he had never heard of.

Seeing Zhao Hu sit down, the dark elf hurriedly flew into the bar, took a piece of ale wine and barbecue, held a wooden plate, and sent it over attentively, handed it to Zhao Hu, and looked at Zhao Hu in disbelief.

The Demon House is a series of taverns jointly funded by the lords of the Demon World and set up on the edge of the Demon Grand Canyon, with the purpose of recruiting new demon warriors every year to replenish the consumed combat power.

Zhao Hu stepped into just one of them. That dark elf had been nimble for three hundred years, and he had never seen a fallen angel fly up from the Demon Sea, and he was surprised as you can imagine.

Zhao Hu couldn't wait to pick up a large glass of ale wine, which was a foamy drink similar to beer, and drank it in one gulp, a sour and astringent taste entered his taste buds, almost making him squirt out on the spot, he swallowed it reluctantly with a bitter face, and hurriedly grabbed the roast pork leg and nibbled on it a few times before he felt slightly better.

The little elf, fluttering its little wings, flew to the wine table in the middle, and told Zhao Hu's strange situation, and dozens of battle-armored demons stared at the fallen angel who was gnawing meat and drinking in surprise.

They are all second-level demon generals, and they have followed their respective lords to roam the demon world for hundreds of years, and they have never heard of the demon sea hatching fallen angels. A thought came to me: that was a freak!

According to common sense, freaks have little future, because the innate genes determine the life of the demon, and the bloodline is not pure, and it is difficult to comprehend the higher demonic power.

The demon generals looked at him coldly for a moment, and then ignored it, and no one was interested in recruiting him.

The dark elf glanced at Zhao Hu with pity, the freak had seen a few in his long life, and the ending was very tragic, and he was hunted by a powerful demonic beast before he went far.

The Demon House is generous to naked, penniless newborn demon warriors, giving an extra set of light armor in addition to three days of free wine and meat. Thinking of this, the elf hurriedly flew to the back, took out a set of armor, and gave it to Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu thanked him repeatedly, and was worried that it was inconvenient to walk around naked, so he hurriedly put it on the spot, it was a cloth robe, decorated with palm-sized steel armor pieces on the chest, back, knees, and shoulders, which could effectively resist certain damage.

As soon as the whole suit was worn, Zhao Hu's image changed greatly, his long black hair fell down, his eyes that had been killed for a long time flashed with a confident and powerful light, the pitch-black demon wings were attached behind the battle robe, and his handsome face revealed a trace of murderous aura, both the handsomeness of a fallen angel and the evil aura of a demon warrior!

Most of the demon warriors ate meat and drank wine on their own, and they all agreed to the solicitation of various territories, and the armor they obtained was medium-sized, and the quality was far better than that of Zhao Hu, in addition to weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc.

The elf has a very good heart, and comforts Zhao Hu not to be sad for no one, walk in the demon world, and try not to take the deserted path, so as not to be hurt by the demonic beasts rampant in the wilderness. Zhao Hu was very moved and thanked him again and again. However, he doesn't care about no one soliciting, and if someone does solicit him, he has to consider whether to join.

The words of the dark elf made Zhao Hu feel that although the demon world was still dark and terrifying, it had a little more humanity, rather than cannibalism like a beast!

Suddenly, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a lewd old lich sneaked in, and it was obvious that he was not mixing well, a black magician's robe stained with mud was tattered, revealing gray-white skin, and there were no shoes on the soles of his feet.

As soon as he entered, the dark elf greeted him, frowned, and said, "Venerable Grandpa Hades, why are you here again, the wine and meat you were given last time have made an exception, and the shopkeeper has deducted all my wages, so you better go." ”

The old lich Hades smiled flatteringly: "Kind little elf, you see that I can live for a few days, give me a glass of ale to drink, if you still have a balance of gold coins this month, by the way, you can also reward a roast pork leg, I am dying of hunger!" ”