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The abyss, the far west, the cold of the soul, the place where the demons are wreaking.

If the abyss is the most chaotic and bloody place in the entire thousands of planes, then this place is the most chaotic and bloody existence in the entire abyss, not that there is no one in control, in fact, the race in charge here is also famous even in the entire abyss, but the characteristics of its deterrent side are killing and ferocity!

Blood Demons!

The branch of the demon race, because of its arrogant and uninhibited ancestors, killed the prince of the demon clan at that time on the occasion of the emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty and the palace, covered in blood but laughed and left, since then another line of the demon clan has been established, crowned with blood, called the blood demon, and its descendants seem to have inherited the characteristics of their ancestors, all are warlike, and killing is the first pleasure in life! And the abyssal extreme west land controlled by this vein demon clan is shrouded in endless bloody qi every day, and every day there are countless corpses abandoned and in the cold abyss behind the city, but every day there are people several times the corpse pouring into the city.

The Lord of Blood City in the Far West, the King of the Blood Demon Clan - Douglas Bernard.

The abyss world is recognized as one of the top ten strong people, stepping into the realm of demigods has been leisurely for ten thousand years, the field is blood, but all the blood in the world can be manipulated between the five fingers, people are irritable and irritable but also heroic and uninhibited, a war knife is vertical and horizontal, there have been heavenly gods descended to this world, by its three swords, so far that handsome face is still Douglas good collection, the abyss is endless, the strong heroes come out in large numbers, maybe there can be cultivation to surpass him, but as long as he holds the long knife, it is only the few people who can sweep its edge.

If you can get the blessing of such a strong person, you can undoubtedly live better, even if there are countless people who have this idea and the bones are cold, there is still no shortage of lucky people who flock in.

And at this moment, mixed with roar. In the blood city with fighting spirit and the sound of sword clashing, a roar exploded like an ancient beast, and the sound ripples visible to the naked eye were centered on a majestic building in the center of the blood city and raged around, and the entire noisy city fell silent, as if some fierce beast had deprived all the sounds in an instant. Countless fierce-looking, burly Abyssal warriors cautiously moved in the opposite direction of the building, their movements like civets without the slightest sound, only the high-pitched roar echoed in the air.

"Stupid!"

In the roar of anger, the majestic man in the blood-colored battle armor threw the spar in his hand on the face of the man in front of him, and in the rapid sound of breaking the air, the diamond-shaped spar scraped several blood marks on his face, and the purple demon blood made the face that should have been also powerful and extraordinary embarrassed, but he was as if he didn't realize it. He still stood in place with his head down, not even a hint of instinctive trembling. just said in a low voice: "The subordinates are stupid, and please tell the king, what is abnormal about that army, judging from the strength of the two people who shot it, it should be reasonable for the subordinates to list it as the top force in the abyss... ”

"Ignatz, you can take a good look at me again!" but before Ignatz's words could be finished, he was rudely interrupted by the King of the Blood Demon Clan. With a stretch of his finger, the hedron that had been crudely crumbled before regained a blood-colored star. A picture reappeared - the face was resolute but fanatical, the warrior with a yellow turban on his forehead spread to an unknown distance, and in the void, a tall black-haired young man slowly slashed out with a long sword obliquely, and in the next moment, the brilliant sword light bloomed like a blazing sun.

"Look carefully!"

There was some savage shouting. With a slight click of Douglas's thick fingers, the picture that had ended in mid-air returned to the moment when Chen Fei swung his sword, and the scarlet light turned into wisps that shrouded everything on the picture, and in the next moment, this nightmare-like picture changed into a different appearance in Ignatz's eyes. There are still tall young men wielding brilliant sword lights, and there are still endless yellow turban warriors, but unlike the black-haired young men who wielded sword lights, the figures of those warriors with yellow turbans on their foreheads flashed with a crystal-like sense of transparency under the reflection of blood light, which made Ignatz's body stiffen, and he muttered in disbelief:

"These are ... Spirits?!"

"That's right!"

Withdrawing his slightly outstretched fingers like a spear, Douglas frowned slightly and said: "You were persecuted by this kid at the time, but you didn't even see that those warriors were spirits, although there are strong people among the spirits, but the spirits that have reached so many must be just consumable cannon fodder, and the real spirit powerhouses will never obey a living person!"

"Obey ... The living?" Douglas's low words made Ignatz's face stiffen, and then became more and more ugly, and said in disbelief: "What do you mean, king... The leader of that spirit army is the young man who wields his sword?"

"Who else but him? As I expected, the strong man who used the bow and arrow before was also dressed up by him. Directly ignoring the increasingly ugly expression of the guardian in front of him, Douglas shook his head and whispered as if muttering: "Pretending to be an ordinary soldier in the army, but at the beginning of the thunder offensive has attracted the attention of all of you, making you ignore the army itself, mistakenly thinking that the entire army has a legend, and even the combat power above the demigods, successfully forcing you and others away, stepping on my blood demon clan to stand might, it is really a good means! Good intentions! Good spirit!"

At first, it seemed to have a hint of admiration, but the more it got to the back, the more angry it became, and the last few consecutive exclamations were even more murderous.

Using the Blood Demon Clan as a pedal is to ignore him, the face of the fourth strongest person in the abyss! The faces of many people in the world are not worth mentioning, but there are also some people's faces that are enough to dye the world bloody.

Douglas Bernard is the latter.

Slightly closing his eyes, the angry king's face became unwavering again, and after a long time, he casually said to the guardian standing in front of him: "Ignatz, the so-called Falling Feather City... Where are you in the abyss?"

In just a few moments, a bloody light burst out from the center of the Blood City, drawing a blood mark in the sky that had not gone away for a long time, heading straight to the end of the sky.

That day and night, the city of falling feathers.

A faint color of blood fell on the sword castle in the center of Luoyu City, the night was dark, but no one noticed that Douglas, the king of the blood demon clan, who was still wearing blood-colored armor, appeared in this important place in the main city of the human race, looked around and frowned, and walked straight in the direction of the main seat of the sword castle-

Unexpectedly, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army once said that this place was protected by him, so as long as the city lord here was controlled, he couldn't help but not come out!

With a smile of indifference at the corner of his mouth, Douglas carried his hands behind his back and walked forward, and if Chen Fei and others were present, they could naturally know that the direction was Su's room, and with Su's ability, he might not be able to last a few breaths under his hands, but at this moment, a violent cough sounded, followed by a rapid gasp, like a broken bellows pulled when striking iron, just listening to its voice, it was known that its owner had reached the realm of running out of oil and lamps, and the sound that made people feel irritated made Douglas's footsteps pause, raised his head slightly, and a restrained old man figure appeared in his field of vision——

With long gray hair and a haggard and decrepit face, he looked like an ordinary old man who was about to die in bed, but there was a short knife diagonally stuck in his waist.

(Thanks to the ID account, the lawless and unrepentant monthly pass, and Li Yuanlong's reward, thank you~) (To be continued.) )