In the tent, the old woman and two young people stood by the bed, and Shen Lang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, looking unconscious.

"Grandma, just this kid?" One of the young men asked in a low voice.

The old woman's eyes flickered with coldness, and she said, "That's him!" ”

One of the young men hesitated a little and said, "Grandma, he's just a passerby......"

The old woman's face showed a sinister look, and she slapped the young man in the face heavily: "If you don't hand him over, you must hand over our people!" Tan Su, a stranger and your clansman, who do you choose to die?! ”

Tan Su covered his face, his face pale.

The old woman sighed lightly, softened her tone, and said, "We have to send someone over every month, this is already the middle of June, and the former angel came and said, this time we must choose a young man, and we can't use old people anymore." If I had a choice, I'd rather go over myself than see you children die! ”

Tansu gritted his teeth and said: "Grandma, if you really can't do it, let me go, I will find a way to create chaos, and you will take the opportunity to escape to Shishan City." ”

"Idiot!" The old woman scolded in a low voice, "What are you capable of causing chaos?" That garrison is a seven-rank demon clan, you used to be sent to death! ”

As she spoke, she pointed at Shen Lang: "Don't talk nonsense, Tan Zhuo, you tie him up, and I'll pour him some more medicine." This man walks alone in the grassland and does not look like an ordinary person. ”

Hearing this, another young man named Tan Zhuo nodded, and walked up with a hemp rope.

However, at this moment, Shen Lang, who was lying on the bed, suddenly stretched his waist and let out a satisfied sigh.

"It's been a long time since I've slept so well." As he spoke, he sat up with a smile on his face.

This made the three of them stunned, and they all looked at Shen Lang with wide eyes.

"Catch him!"

The old woman was the first to react and exclaimed.

Tan Zhuo and Tan Su didn't dare to hesitate, and they flew towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's expression remained unchanged, but he raised his hand and pressed it lightly.

The majestic Haoran righteousness fell from the sky, and Tan Zhuo and Tan Su were pressed directly from the air to the ground. The old woman felt as if a mountain had pressed down on her back, and she fell to her knees with a pop.

Shen Lang looked at the three of them with a playful face and said, "Do you still have water, I'm a little thirsty." ”

The old woman's body trembled, and she also understood that she was kicking the iron plate.

"What's the matter with you coming to the old man, they are all children, and they were forced to come by me!" The old woman exclaimed with a hideous face.

Shen Lang shook his head slightly, walked to her side, untied the water bag from her waist, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

Yes, it's still that smell.

Feeling the body, a deep black aura was absorbed by Jianmu, and that ghost Dao fruit grew a little stronger.

The three of them were dumbfounded, the bowl of water that Shen Lang drank just now was just a drop of drug, but it could already make ordinary people unconscious for five days. And the old woman put it on her waist, but it was pure, and she didn't add a drop of water.

Now this young man is holding a water bag to "drink" like this.

This made the three of them have an illusion, could it be that this water bag is really filled with water?

After drinking a whole bag of drugs, Shen Lang hiccuped contentedly, and then asked, "Let's talk about it specifically, what's going on." ”

The three of them also understood at this moment that the young man in front of them, who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, was afraid that he was really a master.

I didn't dare to hide it anymore, and told the whole story.

This is indeed a tribe of Terrans living here, who have lived on this grassland for generations.

It's just that the way they survive is not so much herding as being free-range as cattle and sheep.

And it was the demon clan that raised them.

In the past, the demon clan would let them send ten people over at the end of each year, but at that time, the tribe had a large population, and it was also captive by the demon clan for hundreds of years, although it was resentful, but it was also used to this way of life.

Until the battle of Shishan City a few months ago, the demon clan suffered heavy losses, and several of the big demons were seriously injured.

After that, the demon clan sent people to capture eighty percent of the population of the tribe. He then ordered all the tribes to send one person every month, and if they dared to disobey the order, they would wash the entire tribe with blood.

Shen Lang frowned: "What does the big demon's injury have to do with arresting people?" Is it to mine spirit ore? ”

The old woman smiled bitterly and said, "At first, we also thought that the demon clan was going to mine some spirit ore and use spirit stones to restore the strength of the big demon. It wasn't until later that they learned that they ...... They are going to refine the blood pill from the flesh and blood of my people! ”

"What?!"

Shen Lang's face was shocked, and he was completely speechless when he heard this.

The Southern Demon Kingdom and the Dongyun Kingdom have been fighting for a long time, and they have killed each other a lot, but they are all fighting for land spirits. And using the human race for alchemy, this is really the first time I have heard such a terrifying thing!

The old woman smiled bitterly: "The human race itself has qi and blood in the body, although ordinary people are not as strong as martial arts monks, but there are some. And the power of the demon clan's cultivation of ancestral blood is just right to absorb, I heard that not only the border, but also the captive human race within the Southern Demon Country is used to refine the elixir. ”

Shen Lang was silent, and the air in the tent seemed to freeze.

The old woman and the two of them did not dare to speak.

After a long time, Shen Lang said slowly: "Where did they ask you to send people?" ”

The old woman whispered, "Thirty miles to the east, there is a demon clan walled city......"

"Is there only this demon clan walled city nearby?"

The old woman's body trembled, and she hesitated: "Those are all the forward outposts of the demon clan, each of which has about a hundred demon clan soldiers, and there are also some demon clan people......"

"I asked you how many walled cities there were?"

Shen Lang's voice was calm, but the old woman felt chills all over, as if the person sitting in front of her was not a handsome young man, but a fierce beast that was about to wake up.

"Yes...... There are twelve, arranged in an east-west direction, with an interval of about ten miles......"

Before she finished speaking, she felt a flower in front of her, Shen Lang, who was originally sitting on the bed, had disappeared, and the suppression on the three of them was suddenly loosened.

Haoran Zhengqi urged with all his might, and in just a moment, a wooden city appeared in Shen Lang's field of vision.

He floats in the air with a black cat in his arms.

With the vision of the six wandering spirits and the perception of the Bachelor Realm, he could clearly distinguish the situation in the city.

"Five hundred and sixty-two demon clans, one hundred and thirteen armored soldiers, human ......," Shen Lang said here and suddenly paused.

In the field of vision of the geist, he saw more than a hundred celebrities......

Their qi and blood had been drained, and they were now hung on a stand, their bodies dry up, like air-dried bacon.

Among these people were the ragged grassland dwellers, and there were also soldiers wearing the battle robes of the Dongyun Kingdom, most of them had died, and the remaining few had run out of oil and had no chance of surviving.

Shen Lang took a deep breath, and a cluster of fire seemed to ignite in his chest.

He waved his hand slightly, and the four treasures of the study appeared in front of him.

As if sensing the anger in Shen Lang's heart, each piece flashed with a faint blue light and hummed softly.

Shen Lang's figure flew straight over the walled city, and the four treasures of the study room followed him like satellites.

The vision here was immediately sensed by the demon clan masters in the city.

"Which master of Confucianism and Taoism, what is the matter with coming to my Southern Demon Kingdom?!" A demon clan in battle armor shouted.

Shen Lang was suspended in the air, looking at him coldly.

The strong killing intent is like substance, and even if the demon clan is sluggish, it understands that this is looking for trouble.

"It's just a seven-grade bachelor realm, and you dare to come to my Southern Demon Kingdom to provoke, you really don't know whether you live or die!"

The demon clan general slammed his feet to the ground, and his body rose up like a sharp arrow.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a change in the aura around him.

It's as if something in the void is rapidly manifesting!

Rumble!

Heaven and earth tremble.

The demon clan suddenly discovered that the world around him had changed, and he had appeared in a strange world.

No, it's not just him!

Even the entire walled city below seemed to be shrouded in an illusory world.

"How is that possible?!"

He had been fighting with the Terrans for many years, how could he not recognize that this was the breath of the Wen Palace.

However, what palace of literature can be so big that it actually wraps a walled city in it?

Could it be that this is not the Seven Rank Bachelor Realm, but a Great Confucian?!

There was a look of horror in his eyes, but in an instant, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Whatever you are, give me death!"

He let out a loud shout, and his body rushed towards Shen Lang with endless blood.

Shen Lang didn't look at him, just raised his hand to hold the Cui Mang pen, and wrote on the paper with a little concentration:

Meteors shine in the mirror, and the beacon fire burns the plain at night.

The ancient prison is unjust, and the empty pavilion is full of vain souls.

The way of heaven may be asked, and he can't bear to speak.

There is no poetry in Mingzhou, and there is no talent to descend from the sky, this is the first time that Shen Lang has written poetry for pure killing.

Just a moment when the poem was written, countless meteorites with flames fell from the sky.

What is the destruction of the withering and decaying, and what is the burning of the city?

The entire walled city was like a purgatory on earth, meteorites fell, the walled city turned into powder, the flames engulfed the entire world, and countless demon clans let out a desperate roar.

They don't understand what happened, why they were suddenly dragged into a strange world, and then it was like the end of the world......

Heavenly fire descends, purgatory on earth!

And the seven-rank demon clan who rushed towards Shen Lang was also pale at the moment, he didn't know who this person was, and he didn't know why he did it.

Although the Terran and the Southern Demon Kingdom fought fiercely every year, few masters above the seventh rank directly broke into the opponent's territory and started to kill.

"Who the hell are you?!" The demon clan general roared.

Shen Lang's face was cold, and he stared at him and said word by word: "Remember, the one who killed you...... Shen Lang of Qingyun Mansion. ”

The words fell, and he stepped out and went straight to the demon general.

Stone Mountain Castle, the castle lord's mansion.

Ying Lou sat on the throne of the city lord, frowning and looking at the letter in his hand.

The letter was sent from Qingyun Mansion City, and it was his naughty sister Ying Ying, who wrote the letter in detail, and also evaluated his potential, thinking that he was the object that must be wooed.

"Shen Lang ......"

Ying Lou frowned.

He had naturally heard of this name, and Zhao Hao died in the hands of Shen Lang a few months ago. Moreover, Shen Lang, as a romantic figure in Qingyun Mansion, naturally spread a lot of news.

I have to say that if it is a military newspaper or the like, ordinary people don't care much, but if it is replaced with lace news, the speed of transmission can be described as amazing. It is a border city like Shishan City, which also has the legend of Shen Lang.

For example, what "Mingxin Lake Presents Sister Dongxue", and what Zhenguo poems rob the Oiran, of course, there is also a book sent by the river god on the eve of the wedding.

"This stupid girl hasn't been deceived, this Shen Lang doesn't look like a good thing no matter how you look at it......"

Thinking of this, Ying Lou's face sank.

Ying Ying is his favorite sister, after the First World War in Shishan City, he didn't even have anything, just for Sister Bo to smile, he asked her for the title of county lord.

Now at the thought that Ying Ying might have been deceived by a certain dog man, Ying Lou felt that his liver was on fire.

"Someone."

"I've seen the lord of the castle!"

"Go and check for me about Shen Lang and Shen Ziyu of Qingyun Mansion, I want his most detailed and true information." Ying Lou commanded.

"Yes!"

The herald was just about to run out of the gate, but Yinglou suddenly stopped him.

"Shen Lang is a nine-rank Confucian habitat, and he can leapfrog the eighth-grade battle." Ying Lou lowered his eyes and evaluated, and then continued, "Take six seventh-grade martial artists, if you find that Shen Lang is misbehaving and bullying...... Trick Ying Sakura and bring him back to me. ”

"Yes!"

The herald answered and strode out the door.

Ying Lou narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "Shen Lang! ”

Just then, there was a rush of horses' hooves outside.

Ying Lou's eyebrows raised slightly, there was only one situation where he could ride a horse in the City Lord's Mansion.

"Military report, 100,000 urgent!"

Yinglou stood up and strode out.

"What?"

The herald was covered in dust, he turned over and dismounted and knelt on the ground, presenting an encrypted military report with both hands.

Ying Lou opened it and only glanced at it, and his face suddenly changed slightly.

"On June 1, the twelve walled cities of the Demon Clan's border defense were all wiped out, and none of them survived."