Under the bright moon, the old ghost died a tragic death.

In that underground fortress, Jin Yongsheng held a long light sword in his hand, like a god of war in the sky, and brazenly walked out of the thunder array that had previously gathered six heavenly thunders in a cloud of red white light, but at this moment, he couldn't escape the extinct chain of the Eternal Seven Styles after Jin Yongsheng's one-style slashing thunder.

The fortress was full of sword qi killing intent, that Wu Dongcheng had already pulled Ma Ping to flash in an instant, Wu Hongyu wanted to rush forward, but he hesitated and was already swept by the sword qi, the banshee looked up and smiled for no reason, and turned to look at Heye Takuhai who was hiding in front of him at some point, obviously Heye Takuhai was much smarter than her, and in the face of Jin Yongsheng's sword that could cut the sky and thunder, he was not arrogant enough to choose to resist.

Knowing that it had always been the high-ranking banshee who had suffered, Heye Takumi had not had time to secretly rejoice in his heart, and in the next second, the eyes of the original demon king city lord showed an absolutely terrifying and frightened look in the world.

Wu Hongyu's peerlessly beautiful eyes blinked, and half of his cheeks fell off, followed by ears, head, and neck...... was dismantled by the sword qi for more than a dozen pieces, and the banshee's head could still laugh when it hit the ground.

Heye Takumi gasped, threw down the scorpion shield, took two steps back and turned to flee. He was not afraid of Jin Yongsheng, who had already walked out of the thunderstorm, but of Wu Hongyu, who seemed to be certain to die.

"I finally let you see my true colors......"

Heye Takumi only escaped two steps, and was surrounded by a soft voice behind him, as if he had cast a fixing technique.

In the pile of blood-dripping flesh, a figure of gray smoke swayed to its feet, and then rushed straight towards Heye Takumi.

Pity the male banshee who has always been forbearant and ambitious, before he could turn his head, he was taken out of his bright red heart by the demon spirit in Wu Hongyu's body, and swallowed it into his abdomen.

Heye Takuhai, who was on his knees and kneeling weakly, lowered his head and looked at the bloody hole in his chest, the male banshee's eyes shed a line of blood and tears, and the moment he fell to the ground, a voice came out of his mouth that only he could hear: "Ni Shang, I was wrong." ”

Faced with the terrifying and bloody scene in front of him, Yin Jiabao stepped back, Jin Yongsheng looked at the demon spirit rushing out of Wu Hongyu's body, the young man had no sadness or joy on his face, and walked towards the female demon with a sword.

"Since you have broken my skin, I can only borrow you. The demon spirit spoke, and his figure disappeared in place.

Jin Yongsheng's figure also disappeared on the spot, and after that, in this underground secret castle, there were two slamming hand-to-hand combats, one white and one gray.

Demon King City has been under curfew since the city lord's mansion changed hands, so at the third pole of the month, there are almost no pedestrians on the street except for armored patrols.

In the city, he was dressed in white, like a drunken man, his steps were fluttering, and he walked alone, which became more and more dazzling and abrupt. This white-clothed demon army just casually pointed at the demon army and fell to the ground in an instant, and his death was extremely weird.

"Xiaohong, don't kill again. ”

"Don't talk nonsense with me, you can't protect yourself, so let's save some strength to continue fighting with me. ”

The person in white who walks alone at night in the demon king city is a monk who does not appear.

In order to transform the demon king Hongzun, Buxian took the risk to come to Hongzun's hometown, so that the great monk did not expect that the demon king was severely injured by the Yuan Shen Yuan Spirit, although he was seriously injured by the Yuan Shen Yuanluo, his cultivation was still fast, he deliberately hid his strength along the way, and as soon as he entered the city, he fought against Buxian, and wanted to occupy the body of the Buddha, and Buxian had a good battle with him in the soul, and he fell behind.

Demon King City is the place where Hongzun was born and raised, and although thousands of years have passed, the energy field of this city still recognizes his master.

After all, Hongzun is an ancient demon king, and it can be said that it is a trivial matter to want to take external forces for his own use, especially when it comes to his territory, everything here seems to have changed, but his demon king's imprint is still everywhere in the city.

The demon world has never had a demon king since the war 10,000 years ago, Hongzun benefited from this, returned to his former home, even if he changed some decorations, the owner of this family is still the master, and everything in the house can still be used by him, so Hongzun has entered the demon king city like a spring breeze, invisibly receiving the nourishment of the energy city of the demon king city, and the battle with the inconspicuous is naturally the more brave he becomes.

"Do you really think that I won't be able to restrain you anymore when I get here?" Obviously, he felt that Hongzun's strength was getting stronger and stronger, and of course he also realized the reason why the Demon King City was extremely beneficial to Hongzun, and the great monk did not regret bringing Hongzun back, but he was prepared for the worst in his heart.

"What? Don't forget, my Demon King Hongzun has an immortal and indestructible demon body. "Hongzun still has some scruples about not showing up, that guy is the first person in Tianchen Temple Buddhism, although the status of Tianchen Temple is not well known in the ancient world, this is the first temple of Buddhism 10,000 years ago, and the rich heritage is not comparable to ordinary temples. If the inconspicuous cultivation is said to be the first person in the ancient world, some people may doubt it, but the demon king Hongzun, who has not died after 10,000 years of tribulation, does not think so.

"I treat you with kindness, you can't force me anymore. ”

"Haha, what can I do if I force you? Your stinky skin can be used for me, and it can be regarded as your Buddhist family paying off some debts to me. Hongzun took a step forward as he spoke, and the inconspicuous figure on the streets of Demon King City was like a white rainbow dragging an arc, falling into a courtyard not far from the City Lord's Mansion.

"Xiaohong, since you don't listen to persuasion, then you and I will fight to the death. ”

"Even if you let the horse come, this king can strangle you with one hand, and it is not wrong to kill people and see the scenery, haha, the moonlight is just right today...... But I think the moon over the Demon King City back then was red, to be precise, golden-red......"

Perhaps no one in the Demon King City cares too much about the demon courtyard of the Yin Mansion written on the plaque of this courtyard, and very few demons know that this courtyard was originally the home of the Demon King ten thousand years ago.

The center point of the Demon King City starts here, and the small pool in the courtyard was originally called the Boiling Water Pool, which was connected to the underground hot spring lava earlier, and is the place where the Demon King Hongzun cultivates every day.

An old man in a black shirt in the courtyard looked vigilant, and he guarded the gate of the courtyard with a sword in his hand.

Entering the courtyard, the once high-walled compound, pavilions and palaces, and the most graceful and beautiful women in the two worlds of demons and demons all appeared in front of Hongzun one by one.

Hongzun unconsciously stretched out his hand, and the heat in his red eyes was steaming.

After 10,000 years, why can you still feel your presence here...... Green, Ruby, Emerald!

Without bothering Hongzun, the great monk just folded his hands and said, "My Buddha is merciful!"

The black-shirted old man in the courtyard only stared slightly when he saw that Buxian suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and before the fear in his eyes could appear, he knelt on the ground, and his back burst out of a cloud of blood mist and died.

"If it weren't for the Yin family's misconception of me, if it weren't for the Wu family's minions secretly betraying me, I would have been trapped by you on the demon relief platform?"

"Even if this old man is a descendant of the Yin family, but the world has changed, what does the grievances and grievances of ten thousand years ago have to do with him?"

"What does it have to do with him? There are more than 100,000 good sons and daughters of my demon family, all because of his Yin family's ancestors who are short-sighted and greedy for life and afraid of death, and his Yin family demon should not live!"

The door of the Yin family's ancestral hall behind the courtyard opened, and a young child ran out from the inside, he seemed to feel something, and shouted "grandpa" one after another.

In the ancestral hall of the Yin family, the highest place is enshrined in the red tablet.

The candle that the child had just lit burned silently.

Since that demon world war, how many demon clans have realized that they have taken a wrong step......

In fact, sometimes it is not terrible to die, but what is terrible is to have to live in the world as a slave and a servant with the human race, without a backbone, like a lost dog.

The ancestors of the Yin family turned their backs on the demon clan and the demon clan, and later generations repented, so the ancestral hall of the Yin family has been enshrined in the red spirit card for generations.

Including the mansion where the demon king once lived, the descendants of the Yin family will keep it for 10,000 years.

Hongzun, who had already seen everything in the courtyard, when the childish boy ran quickly to the front yard, regardless of the obvious obstruction again, the magic hand grabbed and twisted, and the child's body was like a catapult stone, slamming open the door of the Yin family's main room.

"Hahaha, your Yin family thinks that if you worship my spiritual position, burning some incense every day can erase the sins committed by your lord against the demon clan?

"Hongzun, he's just a child, how innocent?"

"I'm the Demon King, and there is no such thing as innocence in my heart! I only know that blood debts must be paid in blood!"

A middle-aged banshee rushed out of the main room of the Yin family, and when the banshee saw her son, who was already angry, she howled, "It's fate!" and immediately her blood-red eyes rushed to kill her.

In the unconscious spirit, the corner of Hongzun's mouth smiled demonically, and he made a movement to wipe his neck towards the banshee, and the banshee, who was still in a forward posture, immediately turned his head in a different place.

"Mother!" a girl who ran out of the banshee fell to her knees and cried.

Hongzun's cold-blooded eyes showed no mercy, and his demon hand was facing the girl.

"The great sun is coming, subduing demons!" shouted without showing a loud shout, and the hand knot demon subduing handprint was shot towards Hongzun.

As soon as Hongzun entered the city, he opened the killing ring, and the untamable bloodthirsty temperament of the ancient demon king was completely exposed, not showing that he was not kind-hearted, but completely underestimated Hongzun's demonic nature.

Bu Xian collided with Hongzun's palm fist, and then his body leaned back, and the big monk took a few steps back one after another, and one stepped into the air, just falling into the small pond on that side.

"Do you know where this is, this is the place where Hongzun cultivated the immortal demon body back then!"

"I'm not going to let you go on a killing spree here!"

"You can stop me from talking. Yo, what about the others?"