In the fourth year of the Great Zhou calendar, at the beginning of spring, in addition to the three state capitals of Chongzhou, the Great Zhou Dynasty was all attacked by the demons, and the demons began to breed on this continent, and the land was occupied by the demons.

The Demon Emperor's funeral law stipulates that every year in each village, a full-moon baby must be handed over, and if it is not paid, the demon clan will slaughter the village.

The people in the city of Chongshu are in fear, and the people spend their days in fear. As the last pure land of the human race, the people pray every day, hoping that the gods will come down to kill demons for mankind and return the pure land to the world.

However, the collapse of the city wall shattered the last hope of mankind.

Wait for the overwhelming demons to enter through the city walls, and wait for everything around them to turn into hell. People howled, cried, and hid in all directions.

Where the city wall was disconnected, Wen Xian was dressed in green clothes, and standing behind him were four people, piano, chess, books, paintings, and four people. The last red shadow looked like blood. It was hundreds of scholars in the academy, dressed in red and holding meteoric iron weapons.

Standing behind them were tens of thousands of black inks, they were not afraid of death, and they all swore that even if they sacrificed today, they would bring a few demons to accompany them to the funeral.

The history of 50,000 years repeats itself again, this time there is no god race, no god level masters, there is only the strong will of the human race, and the heart of justice.

The emperor's funeral walked through the air, and hundreds of demon guards around him walked side by side.

Wen Xian held the sword in his hand and looked up.

Emperor Fu looked at the tens of thousands of troops below, and sneered: Human beings are still so stupid, they were used by the Protoss in the primeval period, and they still don't regret it. If you give up resistance, my demon clan will definitely treat it kindly, after all, you are the most precious food of the demon clan, hahaha.

When Wen Xian heard this, he glared at the emperor's funeral angrily and yelled at the sky: release the arrow.

Call.... Thousands of arrows rained out at the same time, shooting towards the emperor's burial.

"Stupid" Emperor Fu sneered, and a wave of qi around his body quickly expanded and shook the rain of arrows away.

"Kill me"

The demons swarmed, and the plague of demons on the ground was overwhelming.

Wen Xian looked behind him, and then held the hand of Qi Fengyu.

"Regret it with me?"

"No, decades of past are worth it" Qi Feng replied lightly, but his hand was a little tighter.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, Wen Xian let go of the woman's palm and raised the sword. "Kill"

The people behind him also shouted and rushed away.

This is a fight without suspense, this is an unequal duel, and finally defeated Chongzhou Wenxian with the absolute strength of hundreds of demon guards, two demon generals, and a demon king. Since then, the era of the demon has come, but Wenxian was chained by the demon king, like a pig and dog, and became the pet of the demon king.

The Jushu Mountains, the headquarters of the blood lotus. In the grass house on the top of the mountain, there was a heart-rending cry of a woman.

The broken-arm ghost sat in front of the courtyard millstone, constantly tapping the table with a machete.

Da Da Da ... Voice after voice.

"Wow..." A baby's cry came from inside the house.

Nether's hand tapping on the table suddenly stopped, and his eyes sparkled with joy that could not hide it.

Tear pull... The door opened, and Qiu Rou walked out of the room with a tired face.

"It's born... Nether looked delighted.

Qiu Rou nodded slightly and hurriedly entered the kitchen.

Ah Jiao gently closed the door and smiled at the emperor's funeral.

"I said, old man, you're scared."

The emperor snorted coldly when he heard this, and was just about to speak, his expression tightened. Disappear in an instant as an afterimage.

Ah Jiao's face also became ugly.

Qiu Rou walked out of the room. "Coming?"

Ah Jiao nodded slightly: Senior sister takes care of the master, I will go back when I go. After speaking, he turned into an afterimage and shot away from the mountain.

Down the mountain, Netherworld slowly stepped forward, grabbed the hilt of the knife and pulled out the machete with force.

Gillian rushed over and looked at the foot of the netherworld, and it turned out to be a demon spirit. It's just that it has begun to turn into demonic energy and begin to dissipate.

"How many old men are there this time?"

"Seven, let's patrol separately to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net"

"Okay... Ah Jiao shot to the side. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Empress's 300-year-old Claw Book House" for free for the first time.

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