As a newcomer to the demon without any subordinates, Zhong Zhen quickly attracted the attention of all parties. %Ｗww.しＷxs520.coＭ

The powerful ones didn't look at it, but there was a small force that couldn't help but take the lead, for fear that their territory would be snatched away.

Zhong Zhen's conscience is not very much, it is only limited to the fact that the other party is a good person with a sanity, if it is just this kind of group that is more beast than a beast, there is no mercy.

She stood on this land, already an enemy of the other side. Just like passing by a flock of monsters and birds, her existence is a mistake that must be annihilated!

In Zhong Zhen's opinion, whether it is a demon beast or a mutant beast, or a human, as long as he waves his blade at her, everyone has nothing to say. You have to take care of your own neck, and if someone else comes up with a knife or gun, you have to slaughter them first.

If there are rules of heaven in this place, then the rules are life and death.

One man faces a hundred Facelessers.

The most difficult thing for demons to deal with is that they are able to extract people's primordial spirits, and these things are obviously no exception. The injured Faceless Demon will not hesitate to grasp the other weak ones in their hands, extract their primordial spirits, and recover from their own injuries.

Zhong Zhen walked forward very calmly, holding a sword in one hand and a thunder wood in the other.

Huang Mao was a little anxious, and tried to scream several times, but saw that Zhong Zhen didn't pay attention to it at all, and finally calmed down. A pair of black bean eyes stared fiercely at the many enemies in front of him, ready to attack.

The thunder wood slashed down, and a sword pierced through the opponent's sea of knowledge.

It was a one-sided slaughter, without any suspense.

She has investigated with her divine sense, most of them are refining qi, and a few are foundation-building primordial gods. With her strength almost close to the primordial spirit, she didn't even need to jump and move to kill these faceless demons.

The shot was like electricity, without the slightest hesitation.

Of the hundred or so, only one bare-rod leader remained, much taller than the other Facelings, not really strong, but like a bloated steamed bun.

The primordial god of the Jindan period, Zhong Zhen took a little more time than before, but he only used three moves.

She didn't understand why the steamed bun leader didn't run away, and he would treat death as if he were home. The other party had no blades and no magic robes, and Zhong Zhen simply felt a little invincible.

Is it because my self-esteem is hurt, and I see that my subordinates are all dead, and I have to seek death?

Unlike other Faceless Demons, the Mantou Demon's hands emit a faint blue fire, revealing two feet out of his palms. Even if it was a little far away, Zhong Zhen could feel the coldness in the fire. This was not the kind of fire she was familiar with with that had temperature.

She has always envied those monks who have spiritual roots, and even the junior monks in the Qi refining period can throw out a few fireballs as long as they have a fire spirit root. The power is secondary, but it looks very majestic and special.

The dark blue magic fire is not very majestic, but it is not small. Zhong Zhen was holding a magic weapon long sword of not good quality in his hand, but it was burned and bent, the weak point of the sword was liquefied, and the iron juice fell to the ground drop by drop.

These magic weapons and blades, with one less hand, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

Avoiding the demonic fire, he quickly went around the back of the leader of the steamed bun demon, and the thunderwood was directly pumped into the opponent's body, and the outer layer of shell instantly cracked.

"Bah!

The Mantou Demon let out a sharp scream, hurriedly turned around, and tried to burn Zhong Zhen with demon fire again. Zhong Zhen, who had been paying attention to the other party's movements with his divine sense, knew the intention of this thing when he shrugged his shoulder, and it had already wrapped around its back like an appendage cone.

Thunderwood pulled to the same part as before, and this time completely knocked out a crack in the shell.

"Ahh

But what made Zhong Zhen even more uncomfortable was to see the inside of the steamed mantou demon's body.

Hell, what's in there?

She was completely stunned, and suddenly her abdomen was churning, and she wanted to vomit desperately.

The shell is full of large and small primordial gods, stuffed to the brim.

The primordial spirit in the gap kept floating out, and the steamed bun demon became weaker and weaker, constantly grabbing the primordial spirit that floated out with his hands and desperately stuffing it into the dantian.

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhong Zhen cut off the head of the steamed bun demon with a sword, and then raised the thunder wood to wipe out all the primordial gods

This place is really not ordinary evil, compared to the hell is like a fairyland.

She instantly understood why Mu Qingsong was so nervous, as long as the mutant beasts or these demons escaped to the outside world, it would not only be a misery, but there would be no happy land in the world in the future.

Standing quietly for a long time, Zhong Zhen smiled, since you saved my life, I will do you a great favor. Even if she didn't have Mu Qingsong to help her live, it would be natural to kill these faceless demons, so that the hidden dangers of the outside immortal cultivation world could be eliminated.

She didn't know how many faceless demons there were, and if there were too many of them, the Firmament Sword Sect's formation would lose its effectiveness, and there would probably be no more Paradise outside. Those who can fly may still be able to find a place to hide and run to the islands in the East China Sea, but the mortals and the minor monks are dead and alive.

Let Huang Mao sentry, Zhong Zhen was busy meditating and absorbing some demonic energy, and the rest was hard work. Looking at this land, it is really not small, I don't know how many years it will take to end this killing.

To her relief, the vines underground didn't seem to be in league with the Facefacell. The relationship between the two is confusing, and as long as the Facelings inhabit their territory, they have to sacrifice to the vines.

After a while, a few relatively weak accomplices were pushed down.

The vine rolled up a faceless demon and dragged it straight into the ground, no one knowing where it had gone. And what exactly the body of this thing looks like is still a mystery.

The curiosity in her heart was almost unbearable, Zhong Zhen thought for a long time, and still forcibly suppressed this idea that was too risky for her.

Those demons who seemed to be very powerful had to be sacrificed, how could she dare to take it lightly. The speed is not as fast as before, and the body is too damaged to withstand too violent fights.

What made her smile bitterly was that because of the killing of many steamed bun leaders, there were actually some ordinary faceless demons sneaking behind to follow, with a posture of wanting to support her as the main one.

"It's really a world where the strong are respected, but it's a pity that I don't like to be the leader, whether it's managing a bunch of people or a bunch of demons." Zhong Zhen shook her head, originally planning to collect some subordinates and let them kill each other, but she felt that it was really troublesome.

Do you have to occupy a fixed lot and provide them with food? Aside from eating defeated enemies, Zhong Zhen still hasn't discovered what the Faceless Demon eats.

After using others, I finally cut it with a knife, and I can't say anything.

It's better to kill it now, so as not to be suspected of ingratitude. That's why she killed all the followers who came to take refuge!

In the cracked black earth, there are no mountains, no trees. Zhong Zhen, who didn't know how long he had been walking, saw a river in front of him where he couldn't see any living creatures. This river is very wide, and if you look at it, I am afraid that it will look like three or four miles.

If it weren't for the red flowers growing along the river on the other side, she would have almost thought it was a murky sea.

On the bank of the river where she stood, flowers as red as blood bloomed, and along the bank they grew extremely miserable and rampant. In this dark world, where there was almost no color, there was such a large area of red without any impurities, as if it was watered with the blood of the dead. (To be continued.) )>