It is a world of suffering and no hope.

Whenever people raised their heads and prayed for mercy from the heavens, it was not the light that represented blessings, but the boundless cold rain and raging thunder.

The sky has never been blue sky and white clouds, but it is always so gloomy, and the sky has always carried a layer of scarlet blood that cannot be washed away, dyed with a trace of thunder.

It's like purgatory, like infernal.

The world is not full of birds and flowers, but in the ruins and scorched earth, there is a bloody taste that cannot be dispersed.

Wild beasts attack people, chaos continues, and only a few days of the year can have a period of extraordinary peace.

There were almost no patches of green on the earth, and the wilderness was covered with scorch marks from large and small flames, and smoke and dust were flying in the air, and a large fire was resting.

There is no doubt that this is a scorched earth.

The dark red color on the sky is infected by the blood of countless souls who have died in vain, and it is the unwillingness and resentment in their hearts.

If you look closely at the floating red clouds, you will soon see one after another tragic deaths, exuding a wail and sorrow that can penetrate people's hearts.

As a result, the creatures who survive in this world are accustomed to bending over and bowing their heads, never looking up at the sound control.

The smell of burnt flesh in the air came from the ashes of the wasteland, large and small, the remains of a living being, the last vestiges of them in the world.

Such scenes are not uncommon to see everywhere in this world.

Because of the intervention of such hypocritical gods, the land is barren, and the rain that falls cannot be used to water the crops.

As a result, the land that can produce food is extremely scarce, and food and water have become the most scarce resources in this world.

In order to compete for the materials that sustain life, although it is extremely difficult to live, they can only continue to wage wars, large and small wars.

Point the finger at your own kindred.

Using their flesh and blood to feed themselves, although cruel, has to be done.

Sometimes just for the sake of a water source, whether a human race or a demon race, there will be internal strife.

It may not be very large, it may be just a few hundred people.

However, this is not a simple farce, but a war for the sake of life, and war kills people, and usually no one retreats if one side is not killed to the point of fear.

Often at this end, both sides will end up together, and the water source will be polluted into a river of blood.

And the corpses of these people have been reduced to food in the mouths of beasts that have been watching from the sidelines for a long time, and they have fallen into another kind of reincarnation.

Of course, not only people, but all living beings living in this world are facing such a situation, which is inevitable.

What worries them the most is that the fertile land that has been snatched at the cost of countless lives today will be lost in a few years, and the clear springs and rivers of today will completely dry up in a few years.

It's a prank of those gods, but it's a nightmare for countless creatures!

Even the demons who were far more powerful than the Terrans had to succumb and look for new homes, otherwise the change in the environment would be too much for them to bear.

What's more, those weak and unbearable human races, they can only survive in despair, without clothes and food.

To be alive, just to be alive.

It seems that the meaning of life is to be displaced in natural and man-made disasters, to save a life in endless fear, and finally to die of depression.

But if you want to live a better life and pursue some quality of life, then there is no other way but to pray for the protection of the gods.

Therefore, unwilling to do so, human beings went to open the mountain and quarry stones, to build its glorious temple.

Although he ate the last meal and did not eat the next meal, he still scraped together the money to build a golden temple, so that the statue of the pure gold god sat in the temple.

Let His eyes, without the slightest emotion, look down on the beings who are kneeling down.

The gods enjoy the incense offered by mortals with peace of mind, but sit back and watch them suffer and do nothing at all.

Even if the world is full of starvation, corpses everywhere, the victims are easy to eat, and the sick have no money to treat, but the magnificent temples are always burning with sandalwood, and the tributes in front of the statues are not less.

As long as you pay enough tribute and offer your faith, they will give you a small amount of food that will only keep you alive when you are at your most desperate.

Nothing else.

Despite this, there are still countless people who regard the gods as the only savior, the last light in their hearts.

But they did not know that they had no hope of living like this, and they were no different from the animals that were kept in captivity.

Even among the so-called imperial capitals of the human race, the most noble existence is not the human emperor, but the temple of the gods, and the tallest building is not the palace of the king, but the temple of the gods.

He's just a mascot, a spokesman to fool the world.

He is not qualified to make any decisions, just a microphone for the gods.

He ordered everyone to believe in the gods, and unconditionally bowed and bowed to many gods, including himself.

In this dimly lit world, no one can have privileges except the gods who make the rules in heaven, and no one is exempt from the domination of the gods.

Remember, it's all living beings in the world.

The demon clan that lives in the mountains and wilderness is naturally the same.

And unlike the human race that is only harvested in faith, the gods know that the demon race is naturally unruly and powerful, and it is difficult to tame it at all, so it is another way to domesticate them.

The gods injected the rage factor into the bloodline of the demon clan, conniving at each other like raising Gu, and then harvesting a batch every once in a while.

Because, there is something in the body of the demon clan called the demon pill.

It's not a big help to the gods, but it can also be used as a small snack in the usual boring way.

Therefore, powerful demon clans often don't live long.

And the living demons are generally talented, not good at fighting.

The stronger the combat power, the more the demon king who comes out of the fight, the easier it is to disappear one day.

It's like saying, I don't know how long ago, there was a place called Huaguo Mountain, and there was a demon king who jumped out of the stone.

He was born extraordinary, a fighting heart was born incomparably strong, his blood was like a surging flame, which could melt all cold, ignite all those who approached him, and awaken the truest self in his heart.

He traveled north and south, awakened many lost demons, and gathered all of them, so it was not lively.

And yet?

No, all of them did useless work, and in the end, the demon king didn't realize his fate and flew towards the nine clouds alone.

When he left, someone wiped his tears and asked him what he was going to do.

He said bluntly, stepping on the southern sky, shattering the sky, and never going back.

What does that mean?

Isn't it just a kind of euphemism and at the same time, it also leaves a glimmer of hope for these demons.

But even now, his story has gradually been forgotten by people over the years, and even his name and story have been forgotten.

What about him? and no return.

So, ah, this dark world, is dead, and there is no light.

I don't know how many people let out such a weak cry in their hearts, and then prostrate at the feet of the gods, drunk and dreaming of death.

However, to the surprise of countless living beings, on this day, a beam of light passed through the infinite chaos, opened the two worlds, and came to this world.

......

Moyun Cave of Jilei Mountain.

This is a cave opened up by a demon king with great mana, and it is a relatively stable place in this dark world.

First, because this territory is not large, and secondly, because the demon king who lives here has always poured power into it to maintain stability.

Therefore, the demon clans attached to this place are living quite safely.

And this is in the middle, and the demon king who squandered his power every day to avoid being captured by the gods is called the Bull Demon King, who was known as the Great Sage of Pingtian back then.

is also the sworn brother of Monkey King.

The Bull Demon King naturally couldn't forget the matter of his brother, and in the countless years that he disappeared, whenever he was resting, in his spare time, or when he thought about it.

He couldn't help but look up at the sky, and there was a faint hallucination in front of him.

He was waiting, waiting for the day when the man in the golden armor and the colorful auspicious clouds on his feet would return.

When he had completed his mission or mission, and returned unharmed, he could let his brother have another drink.

But unfortunately, countless years have passed, and since the monkey ran to the nine heavens, he has never seen him anywhere except in his dreams, and he has not even had a single monkey hair.

Today, the Bull Demon King looked up at the sky again in boredom, although he suppressed his strength, but the realm was there, and the scene in the sky naturally could not affect him.

He looked at the red clouds and thunder and lightning in the sky, and remembered what the monkey had said to him in the past.

He said that above the angry and terrifying clouds, a group of gods were laughing loudly, and they sat back and watched the human life in ruins, but they did not care, and they still sang and danced.

They herded the world, slaughtered the demon clan, and connived at natural disasters......

Thinking about it, the Bull Demon King didn't know how many times he clenched his fists, and the demonic energy in his whole body boiled instantly, but it was only an instant, and the next moment it dissipated again.

There was a hint of helplessness, a wry smile, and a hint of loneliness on his face.

"Are you thinking about that again?"

An extraordinarily gentle voice remembered, but the jade-faced princess on the side was shocked by its sudden outburst of demonic energy, and raised her head to look at him.

The Bull Demon King, like his reaction countless times before, sighed helplessly:

"What if you just want to?"

"I should have gone with him in the first place, what the monkey has to do is not for himself, but for the creatures of the world, I shouldn't have retreated......"

The jade-faced princess held his hand distressedly:

"I know, I know, you feel very guilty in your heart, and you feel sorry for him."

"But, you also know, those are gods, he has no chance of winning, you don't go, it's just for us, for this family, don't think about it after so many years, it's all over."

The Bull Demon King smiled bitterly:

"yes, it's all over, I ......"

At this moment, an inexplicable cold and proud voice came into his ears.

"It's really a shame to have a cowardly person like you in the demon clan!"

I only heard his voice, but I didn't see anyone, but the Bull Demon King already sketched an extremely proud figure in his mind.

He stood up in an instant, furious:

"You know what? You ...... everything."

However, a supreme demonic coercion made him tremble immediately, and the second half of the sentence swirled in his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

His mouth was wide open in horror, and he couldn't say a word.

This was a peerless demonic aura that he had never felt before, and it almost made him feel an urge to surrender in his heart, even the strongest monkey back then could not compare to this mysterious man.

Even, putting aside the demonic aura, this kind of power is ten thousand stronger than the divine aura he has seen from afar.

Who is this man?

The Bull Demon King was shocked in his heart, who the hell was it, the old monster that came out of nowhere!

can so easily suppress him, the famous demon king in the world.

It's so terrifying that it's hard to imagine what kind of existence this is!

The demon clan, when did you have such a top-level power? This kind of qi was simply beyond all the creatures in his impression, including the gods that appeared in front of his eyes.

"Oh my God! Monkey, is this the rescuer you hired! ”

The Bull Demon King lost his mind for a moment, and an extremely ridiculous idea appeared in his mind.

But a moment later, the voice came again:

"Spread the order of my Kong Xuan, and announce the demon clan in the world, within three days, all the demons in the world will gather here!"

"If you don't see you then, I'll ask you!"

As soon as the words fell, a feather-like thing fell from mid-air, and the Bull Demon King hurriedly stretched out his hands to catch it.

His eyes stared at his palm, swallowing a mouthful of saliva and muttering to himself:

"Kong Xuan?"

"Is that the name of this being?"

"And here there is a five-colored glow, something like a feather......"

Suddenly, his heart froze, and the usefulness of this feather suddenly came to his mind.

"Five-color divine light, nothing is brushed ......"

......

In the Star Picking Building.

The immortals who didn't have the ability to grab a quota to go to another foreign realm had to sit obediently in place and watch them show their skills in that foreign land.

At this time, when I saw this scene, there was a heated discussion.

Since you can't go, it's always okay to see the excitement, after all, it also seems to be more participatory.

"Woohoo, it's brother!"

This is the golden-winged Dapeng bird, when he saw that his brother was the first to appear, and it seemed that he was going to unite with the demon clan to stir up trouble, he immediately jumped up and cheered.

For fear that others don't know him, he shows off everywhere.

"It has to be the first peacock in heaven and earth, the five-color divine light is earth-shattering, no matter who you meet, you can take it down."

"Yes, that Bull Demon King holds such a feather, isn't that able to run rampant in that world!"

"Little god, how can you shake the power of my demon clan? Ridiculous and ridiculous! ”

Listening to Kong Xuan's words touting like this, Kunpeng, who was unfortunately defeated by Di Xin and failed to become a foreign land, had a dark face and was gloomy and unspeakable.

Then, in the next moment, he slapped the table, set up the light and disappeared.

However, it is directly out of sight, out of ear, and not in hearing.