It was a very dark cavern, surrounded by an almost substantial smell of blood.

And in those bloody breaths, there is also an indescribable strange feeling.

In all directions, there seems to be a cold and strange wind blowing, but on all four sides, there are obviously extremely solid stone walls.

Shen Youshan stood in place, only feeling a chill.

He looked at the scene in front of him, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Even if he is the deputy commander of the Black Feather Army, even if he almost controls the most powerful military force in Great Xia, the Black Feather Army.

Even if he once fought the Eastern Barbarian Kingdom almost single-handedly, so that the latter's covetousness for Great Xia was fiercely suppressed in his heart.

No matter how much wind and waves he has faced, he also feels chills at this time.

The cave in front of him was scarlet.

It was all patches of blood-colored fluff, all over the stone walls and floor, like a carpet.

The blood-colored hairs weren't long, but they were dense and swaying, as if they were alive.

And if you look closely, you can find out.

Those so-called tiny fluffs are actually very small and faint tentacles.

The tentacles spread in all directions, looking like fluff swaying in the wind.

And in the middle of the cave, there hangs a huge blood-colored cocoon.

The surface of the cocoon is also full of blood-colored tentacles, and the blood-colored tentacles around it are actually spreading out from this cocoon.

This cocoon is the root of those blood-colored tentacles.

What's even more weird is that the blood-colored cocoon, like a heart, is constantly beating.

It seems that there is some kind of vitality in it.

Or is it a creature in itself?

Shen Youshan intuitively felt that he seemed to have encountered something terrible.

This thing is naturally the handiwork of the demons.

And this cocoon seems to be still growing, and if it matures, everything will change.

"Could it be some kind of trick of the demons?"

Shen Youshan secretly guessed in his heart.

At the same time, no more hesitation.

With a flick of the hand, a spear is held in the hand.

On the spear, a dazzling glow of fire erupted, as if it was about to incinerate everything.

"Random muskets!"

This is Shen Youshan's famous spiritual skill, and its power is very huge.

With this high-level spiritual weapon in his hand, the Hundred Broken Spirit Musket, the lethality that can be exerted, even a monk of the same rank, cannot be regretted.

This is also why, for many years, Emperor Xia dared to hand over the Black Feather Army to Shen Youshan alone.

Of course, in addition to the strength of its own strength.

More importantly, Shen Youshan's ability to lead troops to fight.

Just now, when the mutation occurred, Shen Youshan immediately sensed a strange aura.

Then I followed this breath and came to this grotto.

Then he encountered the demon and witch guards guarding here, and was killed by Shen Youshan one by one.

"This thing must be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise I will be away for too long, and there will be changes in the army."

Shen Youshan naturally knew this.

So as soon as he stepped out, the spiritual power on his body fluctuated like a wave, and his whole body was full of breath, and he suddenly climbed to a peak.

Then a shot was stabbed!

The tip of the spear suddenly pierced the air and let out a violent whistling sound.

Then the flames swept into the wind, and it was attacking the huge blood-colored cocoon.

And just as his attack was about to fall, a frightened scream seemed to erupt from the blood-colored cocoon.

Hiss!

There is a strong desire to survive in this cry!

"Is there still a sense of autonomy?"

Seeing this scene, Shen Youshan's face was even darker, and he shot harder again!

That's when it happened.

Rumble!

A figure blocked in front of Shen Youshan.

It was a thin figure in a purple robe, with dark green eyes, like a poisonous snake.

And on the skin exposed on the outside of the robe, it was crawling with dense runes like earthworm snakes.

The Witch Clan's powerhouse!

The strong man of the Wu clan held his hands together, and an oval-shaped shield, the void condensed, blocking in front of him.

Boom!

Guns and shields collided, bursting out with a huge explosion, and violent power swept all around.

Shen Youshan's figure took a few steps back and looked at the person opposite.

"Grand Wizard?"

The Great Wizard, also known as the Sacrifice, is the title of a very high-ranking part of the Witch Clan.

The Great Wizard is the person who stands at the top of the power position and strength of the Wu clan.

Of course, the Wics are not the only great wizards.

"He has a good eye, and he deserves to be General Shen."

The Grand Wizard spoke.

The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like sandpaper rubbing.

The Wu clan is good at refining Gu and poison, and over the years, the vocal cords will be affected and damaged.

Therefore, in the Wu clan, the sound of the strong fighting is ugly and annoying.

Shen Youshan was speechless and looked at the other side.

The Southern Wu Kingdom and the Demon Clan have already joined forces, so the person in front of him, needless to say, is an enemy.

Therefore, this battle is inevitable.

That's when it happened.

Stomp, stomp!

A brisk footstep came from behind him.

Shen Youshan was wary of the Great Wizard's sneak attack, and generally quietly turned around and looked at the comer.

It's a teenager.

is very young, the face is also very delicate, fair and delicate, in the human world, just a face can arouse the admiration of many women.

The boy was dressed in white and walked with ease.

"I've seen the Demon Envoy."

After seeing this young man, the great wizard bowed down and said respectfully.

Messenger?

Shen Youshan's eyelids jumped.

This young man turned out to be a magic envoy?

Immediately vigilant.

The young man in front of him, if Su Ping was here, he would definitely recognize it, this young man was the young demon envoy who was defeated by him and fled in the wilderness when he was in Qingfeng City.

Magic Thirteen!

But this is no longer the case.

At this time, the aura on the body of the Thirteenth Demon was also turned upside down compared to when he fought with Su Ping before.

At that time, he had just woken up and descended on the Cangfeng Realm.

Suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, there is not one in a hundred strengths, and the weak ones are like ants.

After being defeated by Su Ping, he returned to his own demon temple and retreated for penance.

Now his strength has reached an elusive realm.

And now, what he wants most is to find Su Ping, and then avenge the sword of the day.

Then slowly torture each other to vent the hatred in their hearts!

didn't wait for Shen Youshan to react.

"Eat, the thirteenth is really anxious."

A bewildering voice floated from behind him.

A woman who was dressed in revealing clothes, her skin was as delicate as mutton fat, and her appearance was overwhelming, but with a hint of demonic nature, twisted her waist and slowly walked out from behind the Demon Thirteen.

Seeing this woman, Shen Youshan's eyelids jumped.

"Another master!"

"I've seen the Demon Envoy!"

Behind the scenes, the great wizard who was at the top of the Southern Witch Kingdom actually spoke out respectfully at this time.

Another Magician?

Shen Youshan's hand holding the Hundred Broken Spirit Musket tightened a little more, and his knuckles were faintly white.

It seems that we are about to face a fierce battle!