Hu Liancheng, there was a storyteller who said that he was the reincarnation of the ancestral demon, which would only bring destruction and disaster, and if he left, he might have a way to suppress the demonic nature, Hu Liancheng disdained this heresy, and the storyteller never came again. The matter is over, but the people around him agree with this heresy, and some people say that his father's disappearance was caused by him, so the people in Qingniu City avoid him.

Most of the scattered cultivators in Qingniu City rely on collecting spiritual grass or hunting demon beasts to maintain their cultivation, of course, some families have a lot of money, they don't need to do this, they have their own industry, or their affiliated families pay tribute.

Hu Liancheng is a little different, although he is from a big family like the Hu family, the family almost never gives him any cultivation resources, and he never relies on the family power, every time he personally goes to Qingniu Mountain to collect spiritual grass and hunt demon beasts.

It's the same this time.

The demon beasts in the Qingniu Mountain are rampant, and most cultivators dare not go alone, so they dare to enter the mountain to explore in groups, in case they encounter powerful demon beasts, they can take care of them, and he is alone.

A pack of demon wolves surrounded him, salivating that he was about to become their food.

These guys seemed to know how powerful he was, and none of them dared to act rashly, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

In the dark night, dressed in black, he seemed to have merged with the darkness, and he was not afraid at all under the siege of wolves, and his expression was natural, if ordinary people would have been scared to pee. The wolf is cruel and violent by nature, and it is usually a group activity, even if there is a great magic monk, he has to retreat, what capital does he have to dare to confront the wolves?

"Roar. A wolf seemed to be unable to take it anymore and roared and flew up.

The huge body soared into the air, two glowing green eyes staring greedily at the prey, and the fangs bit into the neck of the man in black.

"Poof. "The long sword was unsheathed, and a splash of blood splashed in the cold light, which was extremely dazzling in the moonlight, and the blood on the long sword fell drop by drop, bright red.

The demon wolf's stomach was split in half, and the internal organs inside fell with a clatter, and he was killed before he could even let out a wail, and the death was so tragic.

There was a commotion among the wolves, and the blood of their companions provoked their rage, roaring and rushing towards the enemy. One, two, three...... At this moment, all fear turned into resentment, and countless dark shadows gathered in the night.

What time is there a cold star in the night sky in the distance, have the people under the night sky ever been afraid?

When the wolves roar and bite the neck, does the blood overflow, and does the thin body want to fall?

No, he didn't fall, it was the wolves who were spilling blood. His man is as sharp as his sword, and he will see blood when he strikes it.

At this time he is a wolf, cruel, violent, and murderous.

"Roar, roar, roar......."

More and more wolves attacked him, one by one, they were not afraid of death, and the night of Qingniu Mountain seemed to be even colder.

The tip of the sword was still dripping blood, and the red trembling blood was the brightest color in the world, and finally it was unwilling to condense in the air and disappear in the breeze.

Your eyes are cold, and the long sword in your hand is whistling.

If this is a slaughterhouse, then you are the butcher who controls their lives.

If this is the execution ground, what kind of bright flowers will your butcher's knife produce?

No, it's more like a yellow spring, and the blood is the heavy stream in the Santu River.

The husband should be like this, the world is the only one with the long sword in his hand.

The tall wolf king in the middle of the pack watched his people die one by one, and he roared angrily in the sky, and the sound resounded throughout the sky, and then the wolf howl was heard from all directions, and more and more wolves rushed to this battlefield, and it wanted to let this hateful human die.

Dressed in black, he had a long sword like autumn water, and he did not retreat in the slightest.

When all the people fell, the wolf king's eyes were blood-red, and he roared into the sky again, and the sound shook all over the wilderness, and the moon was quickly obscured by huge dark clouds, without a trace of brightness, and the cold stars in the distance were also much fainter.

The huge head gently snuggled up to the she-wolf lying on the ground and moaning in pain, it was her wife, and he saw that her eyes were full of tenderness, but this warmth was fleeting, and her eyes were replaced by fierceness, hatred, and more sadness. The she-wolf looked at her husband, her eyes moistened, and her mouth opened and closed gently, as if she was saying comforting words to her husband. The most reluctant touch of tenderness in my heart will eventually pass away, I can't accompany you to old age, but I want to integrate into your body. The next moment, the body of the she-wolf disappeared rapidly, from the head to the tail disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a wisp of green life breath slowly entered the body of the wolf king, the breath of the wolf king began to be strong, and the huge body gradually swelled up.

The living wolves exchanged glances with each other, and chirped a few times, and then one wolf after another disappeared on the ground, and the blazing green life breath quickly entered the wolf king's body, and each time the wolf disappeared, the wolf king's strength increased.

In the wolf clan, this is a way to suck the spiritual blood and qi of the same clan to increase the strength, at the cost of the vitality of the people.

Pave the way of glory for you in my blood.

Defend the dignity of the wolf clan with my life.

Blood, dripping

I prayed on the Yellow Springs Road

May my patriarch prosper forever

Long live my king

The wolf king's bones crackled, and his body swelled again, almost a foot high.

Facing the behemoth in front of him, Hu Liancheng felt a sense of powerlessness, and the mayfly shook the big tree to say that he was at this time, and the sword in his hand seemed to be much darker, which was his only reliance.

The wolf king is still absorbing life, he doesn't have much strength at this time, and death may be coming in the next moment.

But he was not reconciled, he still had many things to do, and he died like this, didn't that man succeed in his plan, and some things had to be settled.

The sword shook again, stabbing at the massive body.

The wolf king's long tail swept towards the enemy who was running towards him, and this time it struck him firmly.

Hu Liancheng flew upside down, blood gushing out, and his body slammed against the opposite rock, and he heard the sound of bones breaking.

The wolf king's powerful body jumped up and pressed down towards the tiger city.

Hu Liancheng saw the shadow of death covering him, and slashed out with both hands to the side, and the huge body of the wolf king pounced into the air, roaring again and pounced on Hu Liancheng.

The fishy wind blew in his face, and his claws grabbed at Hu Liancheng's head like a diamond halberd, and if he was hit by this claw, he would have to die.

The huge claws like rafters tore through the cold of the night and hit Tiger Liancheng's head.

At this moment, death is infinitely closer.

At this moment, the boiling blood cooled.

"Uncle Bai, what do you think of him? ”

The man in the darkness looked at the girl with some surprise and said, "He's fine." ”

Her beautiful face was even more stunning in the night, and the young man in front of her was so good, as her father said, the human race was full of talents.

The self-righteous guys in the underworld are very different from the young men in front of them.

At the last moment, Huliancheng stepped down at the foot of the city, and slashed out from under the wolf king's belly, and at the same time as the long sword in his hand slashed through the wolf king's belly, the rough wolf skin was like an iron plate, and suddenly sparks splashed everywhere, and he was not hurt by half a point.

Hu Liancheng turned over and jumped up, the long sword was lying on his knees, his hands flew and changed rapidly, his eyes gradually turned red, his lips turned purple, and the light emitted from his eyes for a moment made people feel cold, as if he was not a person, but a demon from under the Nine Shadows.

"Eight Desolation Demon Divine Skills?" The young man in front of her really amazed her, the Eight Desolation Demon Divine Skills are the peerless school of the Hell Town Sect, many disciples have never heard of it, even the princess of the Hell only got the first layer of exercises from her father.

"He, like you, has only cultivated the first layer, when Emperor Yin set foot in the land of the gods and human races, he selected three elite disciples from the human race to pass on his divine skills, hoping to entrust him with important tasks when the underworld attacked the human race in the future. Presumably one of the disciples is him, Emperor Yin is really good-looking. The eyes of the surnamed Bai sparkled, and it seemed that he admired the young man very much.

"It's definitely not easy to get my father's appreciation, and I must meet him if I have the chance. ”

The bright eyes of autumn water flashed with a hint of waves, the young man was proud, lonely, and even indifferent was unique in the world, he was a wolf running in the dark, without companions and no support. He is even more of a flat boat on the angry sea, no matter how strong the wind and waves are, he has never docked, even if he is destroyed, he will face forward.

He stood up again, this time he was not afraid, the sword seemed small in his hand, the sky and the earth seemed infinitely close, the birds of the forest screamed and flew farther away, and all the wild beasts around him let out a wail of fear.

The wolf king's two eyes seemed to burst out of blood, emitting a faint red light in the dark night, the corpse that fell to the ground was shocking, the beloved partner gave him the last breath, and the life of his compatriots boiled in his body, and this night was bloody after all.

Huliancheng walked towards the wolf king step by step, as if he had no thoughts, like a lonely ghost who came out of hell.

The huge figure once again pounced on Tiger City, and a powerful aura pressed down from all directions, squeezing this evil person.

A sword fell, and the empty night was covered with endless blood, and the wolf king's head rolled down, blood gushed out, red and miserable, and the huge body fell to the ground, and the wolf king fell.

Hu Liancheng also fell, and at the same time he regained his original appearance, like a normal person. With this move, he used up all the spiritual power in his body, which can be described as a desperate fight.

At this time, two figures came from under the night, a middle-aged man about forty years old, and a beautiful girl, appeared in the darkness.

On this night, the wolves in Qingniu Mountain seemed to be exterminated.

The next day, his name spread throughout Qingniu City, and even the surrounding cities of Qingniu City were rumored.

He is Hu Liancheng, the eldest son of the Tiger family.

That night, although he killed all the wolves, he was also seriously injured, especially by the desperate blow of the wolf king, all the skeletons on his body were loosened, and he even had some consciousness thinking that he was going to die.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a ray of sunlight swept into the room, sweeping away the darkness of the previous night, sending some warmth to the somewhat cold room.

"Can you still get up?"

"Can't Die"

"Oh, that's great, wouldn't it be a big loss for me if you died. ”

"You're still alive, how can I die?. ”

Hu Zhongming's eyes flickered, but his hands quietly condensed spiritual energy, and his murderous intent was great. This kid will find out sooner or later, so it's better to solve him first, so as not to cause endless trouble.

Tiger Zhongming is now in the realm of Tianyuan, although Huliancheng is the first day of Qingniucheng, it is also the realm of Guifu, the difference between Guifu and Tianyuan is not only three levels, but the distance between heaven and earth, if Hu Zhongming makes a move, Huliancheng will not even have room to resist.

Hu Liancheng closed his eyes slightly, and the sudden energy fluctuation made him extremely alert, this person had been killing him for a long time, he shook the sword in his hand hard, he couldn't sit still, the only thing he could rely on now was the sword in his hand.

The dark room was suddenly illuminated by a flash of light, and Hu Zhongming finally made a move, and a shot was a ruthless move, so he had to die. Almost at the same time, Hu Liancheng also moved, his sword suddenly came out of the sheath, and turned one into three in an incredible way, and the three swords suddenly had three kinds of bewitching light shot out, red, yellow and blue, and the sword almost drowned out the tiger Zhongming, the glory was so prosperous that people couldn't get close to half a minute, Hu Zhongming was like seeing a ghost at this time, flew out upside down, and said in horror: "It turned out to be true,............ It's true. ”

The land of the border city, according to ancient legends, once one day the great demon fell here, and the three-element ghost sword, the magic weapon with him, also lost its whereabouts. Tiger Zhongming had heard of this legend, and even heard of the storyteller's prophecy. Tiger Zhongming's move did not succeed, and he left in despair, feeling a little more jealous.

Hu Liancheng glanced at the sword in his hand in surprise, what kind of sword is this, is it really the legendary Sanyuan Ghost Wu Sword, a sword that can only be used by demons? A lot of blood flowed from the corner of Hu Liancheng's mouth, and when he used this sword just now, he obviously felt a powerful energy impact, and suffered the backlash of the sword, and the injury was even more serious.

Hu Liancheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the sun shone on his somewhat pale face, and he stretched out his hand to cover it.

The door was closed again, the sunlight was once again cut off, and the darkness of the room seemed to cheer and jump, as if they were the lords of the place.

Everything was calm again, he lay quietly on the bed, at this time he was like a young man swaying freely among thousands of wolves, as if he was dead, the sword just now was so unbelievable that even he himself didn't figure out what was going on, and now his whole body was weak and weak, as if all his strength was drained by that sword.

Everything happened so fast just now, so fast that he didn't have time to think, and there seemed to be a force pulling him to use that sword—that amazing sword.

He remembered the origin of the sword again. A mysterious man with a black scarf and a masked face was handed over to him.

"You are the Demon Lord, and your soul belongs to the Devil. This sentence exploded in my mind like a thunderbolt.

Beads of sweat fell from Hu Liancheng's forehead, and his face turned a little pale, No, I'm not a demon. He roared with anger in his heart, fate is such a scoundrel, he is like a lewd scoundrel, desperately trying to trick you, catch you off guard, make you panic, and leave you with nowhere to hide.

In the dark, damp room, he calmed down, and since fate had given him such a great gift, why didn't he take advantage of it? There were two words intertwined in his heart, murder, revenge.

The time was lengthened in the darkness, as if it would never wait for dawn.

Hu Liancheng suddenly remembered one thing, last night's incident, he only remembered that he cut off the head of the wolf king, and he didn't know what happened after that. He was supposed to sleep on the Green Bull Mountain, but he came back, how did he come back?

Who sent him back?

He stretched out his hand and touched his chest, and a goose-egg-sized demon pill appeared in front of him, pure as glass, warm in his hand, and a faint halo spread around the demon pill, making the dark room a little brighter, and the bright demon pill seemed to contain a trace of energy, giving people a powerful feeling, this is the demon pill of the wolf king, the crystallization of the energy of a demon beast.

Hu Liancheng had many questions in his heart, who sent him back? Such a precious demon pill was not taken away? What is the conspiracy in this?