Outside the Autumn Wind City.

The once vibrant spiritual field was hastily harvested, leaving an empty, wolf-like land, and only a few bent and gleaning figures could be seen sporadically.

Although the beast tide is already a normal show, for most people, it can only be experienced once in a lifetime.

So when the news of the beast tide spread, it was still inevitable that people would be panicked.

Yu Xian walked in the city, there were not many people anymore, the doors of every house were closed, and it was very silent, and occasionally a few hurried figures could be seen, all of whom were fleeing for refuge.

If the conditions are good, bring a few more storage bags, and if the conditions are not good, they will drive the ox cart and horse-drawn cart, pulling large boxes of goods.

Autumn Wind City has no walls, and there is no large moat.

This also means that when the beast tide comes, ordinary people can't get too much protection from high-level cultivators, and most people can only fend for themselves.

Sounds brutal.

But this is the reality, Autumn Wind City, as an outpost city adjacent to the demon vein, is destined to bear the pressure that an ordinary county town should not bear.

It's different from Shangyang City.

It's just a remote place, sparsely populated, and the aura is not obvious, and the attack is just a miscellaneous demon king, and a real person of ordinary level like Danyangzi.

Even so, each beast tide would cause the decline of several Tsukiji families, and the lives of hundreds of thousands of mortals and low-level monks.

Of course, at the same time as the decline, there will also be monks who will rise with the help of the resources of the beast tide and achieve a legend.

But between rise and fall, it is always the bottom that is injured.

Of these monks who fled to other places, less than half of them were able to return to their homeland in the end.

And the local monks left behind in Autumn Wind City can only be trapped on Autumn Wind Mountain, using the third-order spiritual vein as energy, and laying down a large mountain protection array, talking about self-protection, it can be regarded as a success.

But in the city history records of Autumn Wind City.

Qiufeng Mountain was attacked by the demon clan more than once, and the casualties were extremely heavy, and it was only recovered after the beast tide subsided.

As a lesson from the past, there are not too many monks left in Qiufeng Mountain, and most of them are monks from major local clans.

and the Yan County Order, which is the local county order.

Yan County ordered the responsibility of guarding the land, and could not leave without authorization, so he could only stay and resist.

As for why the local clan monks didn't leave, it was naturally not how high-spirited they were, and they had to stay on the front line to fight against the demon beasts.

But their land is here.

They can go, but the spiritual fields accumulated by the family for a hundred years and hundreds of years can't move away with them.

Of course, there is a title deed, and Xuanyang Sect is not an unreasonable person, so it is impossible to turn a blind eye and not admit it.

But the problem lies in those spiritual fields that do not have land deeds and do not have to pay taxes in normal times.

If they're gone.

As soon as the beast tide passed, all the spiritual fields were tossed into chaos, and even if they came back, all they could get was the spiritual fields on the land deed in their hands.

As for the other "Wild Spirit Fields", they naturally belonged to the City Lord's Mansion.

However, the "wild spiritual field" accounts for the majority of each family's assets.

Yu Xian recalled the situation introduced by Li Liangyu and him, slowly walked through the Autumn Wind City, and saw all kinds of things in the world, but there was no joy or sorrow, and he couldn't be moved anymore.

As he lived a longer life, the more stingy his emotional expression became.

"It's okay in this way, after the Datong Association appears in the public eye in the future, it can also say that it is hunting demons for mortals and seeking more vitality for all sentient beings.

Doing things for personal gain in the name of justice, tsk, I'm getting more and more disgusting. ”

Yu Xian laughed to himself and strode forward.

……

Five thousand seven hundred and twenty-three years in the ninth solar calendar, the third day of the second month, light rain in early spring.

The sky was overcast like ink, as if it was a sign of something.

Phew!

A long, high-pitched cry, like a signal.

The golden light pierced the dark clouds, and a golden bird with wings spread out spread its wings, the clouds dispersed and the rain fell, and the sun shone on the earth.

Immediately after that, the black pressed beast herd poured out from the Jinpeng demon vein.

Five thousand miles of demon veins, millions of demon beasts occupy the horizon's field of vision, and there are also groups of beasts that are enveloped, as if they are boundless.

The earth began to tremble, and a loud rumbling sound spread hundreds of miles away, and the heavens and the earth fell silent.

Tens of thousands of meters in the air, the wind gusted.

The Golden Peng Bird turned into a human form, and it was the Golden Peng Demon Emperor.

Looking at the group of demon beasts surging forward like a wave below, the Jinpeng Demon Emperor turned his eyes and sighed leisurely forward.

"September Zhenjun, since you're here, why don't you show up and see you?"

"Jinpeng Demon Emperor, this time you are polite."

A woman in palace clothes with a superb appearance and a cold temperament appeared in the clouds, saluting the Jinpeng Demon Emperor, but it made people feel that she had a kind of coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"I wonder if the Demon Emperor wants to sit down and wait with this seat as usual, or if he has done one first?"

Jinpeng Demon Emperor said: "It seems that the true monarch is determined that I won't do it?" ”

September Zhenjun said lightly: "Don't dare." ”

"Zhenjun guessed correctly, this emperor and Xuanyang Sect have been neighbors for so many years, what kind of character is it, don't you know."

As soon as the Jinpeng Demon Emperor waved his hand, he saw the clouds and mist surging, condensing a high chess table, two stools, and a pot of steaming tea.

"This is the moon dew tea, which needs to be irrigated by the essence of the bright moon, and it takes three years to grow a leaf, which is suitable for neutralizing the Xuanyang Extreme Strength in the True Monarch Exercises.

The emperor inadvertently got the spirit plant a hundred years ago, and he took care of it until now, and only then did he get two taels of tea.

This time, I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and I am willing to drink with Zhenjun when playing against him. ”

Before September Zhenjun stepped on stage, he raised a cup of tea and took a sip, and he felt a strong power of the moon burst in his mouth, and then the cool air of the Dao Dao rushed to the place where he knew the sea, which actually made her divine sense power increase slightly.

At the same time, the bursting mana of her dantian was temporarily calmed down, giving her a more mellow and controlled feeling.

She felt that if she could drink this tea for a long time, her cultivation speed would definitely be able to go to a higher level, and she would be able to break through the late Yuan Infant stage with a little more certainty.

"Sure enough, it's good tea, the Demon Emperor has a heart."

September Zhenjun took a deep look at the Jinpeng Demon Emperor, sat down on the cloud platform, and played against the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

This time, her task is to watch the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

If it can be resolved peacefully, she will not have any demon slaying intentions.

Cultivating to her realm, unless there is something that obstructs the path of great hatred, ordinary righteousness and reputation can no longer restrain her.

"Haha, it's good if you like it."

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor put on a game of chess and said:

"Since the last time I lost to Zhenjun, the emperor has been trying to get back a field, this is an endgame that the emperor inadvertently obtained, the end is endless, please Zhenjun do not hesitate to teach."

He was completely in a posture to deal with, allowing September Zhenjun to slowly let down his guard.

September Zhenjun and Jinpeng Demon Emperor have been neighbors for three hundred years, and they still know a little about this Demon Emperor's temperament.

The original form of the Jinpeng Demon Emperor is the Golden Feather Dapeng, which is said to have a trace of the bloodline of the true spirit Golden Winged Dapeng, with extreme speed in the wind, and the law is natural.

Although he is a middle-grade demon emperor, if the True Monarch Great Cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period does not have the magic power of escape, he will not be able to catch up with his speed.

There are many True Monarch monks in the Xuanyang Sect who can defeat him, but there are only a handful of monks who are sure to kill him.

Last time, the Jinpeng Demon Emperor had a big fight with several true monarchs in the sect outside the mountain gate of the Xuanyang Sect, and asked the sect to hand over the true inheritance Zhang Yan and give him an explanation.

Although it was a big defeat afterwards, it didn't hurt its muscles and bones.

As far as she knew, the sect was planning to take down the Jinpeng Demon Emperor that day, but he underestimated his speed and was not prepared enough, so he let him escape, but he lost face in the Xuanyang Sect a little.

If it weren't for the Qinghuang Demon Venerable's goodwill to the human race, he would have promoted the cause of peaceful coexistence of the demons, and incidentally affected the demon emperor under his command, especially the flying bird demon clan like the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

Otherwise, every time the beast tide is raised, their Xuanyang Sect will have to face the threat of more than a dozen demon emperors, and life will not be as easy as it is now.

It's just that even if the Qinghuang Demon Venerable is so kind to the human race, it still can't go against the tradition of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range to launch a beast tide every once in a while.

"Demon Emperor Yaxing, this seat should accompany you."

September Zhenjun glanced at the chessboard, and with a press of his fingertips, there was an extra white chess piece as white as jade on the chessboard.

She usually has nothing to do, and she can also play against the piano, and she knows a little about chess.

The last time the Beast Tide was in the game, she was playing against the Jinpeng Demon Emperor for ten years, which made the Beast Tide under the rule of Bright Moon Heavenly City not have the Demon Emperor-level combat power to participate.

And next door to her, the lord of Chongming City, Chongming Zhenjun somehow fought with the Demon Emperor who bordered it.

In the end, the Demon Emperor's death bloodline talent was even better, and he cut off the 300-year longevity of Chongming Zhenjun, which made Chongming Zhenjun forced into the limit of longevity, and almost sat down on the spot.

And it was not easy to sue the Demon Emperor to die, and he was hit by the double eyes of Chongming Zhenjun, and he was still a little demented, thinking that he was a flamingo.

I heard that not long ago, I ran into the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains and pursued true love.

The two Demon Emperor True Monarchs fought so fiercely, you can imagine what kind of situation is below.

Under the rule of Chongming City, the eight major cities were slaughtered by the demon clan, four of them, one hundred and three county seats, more than half of them were destroyed, and the population suffered tens of millions of casualties.

After the war, the resentment on the earth was condensed, and then the yin spirit qi was fused and turned into the body of the ghost emperor, which was a disaster in all directions.

She also participated in the battle to kill the Ghost Emperor back then, so that she could deeply appreciate the tragedy of the beast tide under the rule of Chongming City back then.

In comparison, the beast tide under the Bright Moon Sky City is as small as a family.

This is also the reason why she is willing to make peace with the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

Since she became the lord of Bright Moon Heavenly City, this cultivation resource needs to be raised by herself, and the main income is the share of taxes under her rule.

Once too many cities were destroyed in the beast tide, then her income would be greatly affected in the next few decades, which in turn would affect her cultivation efficiency.

The world is bustling, all for profit, and she is no exception.

If she has enough resources, she can just cultivate in the sect, where she needs to be the master of the heavenly city, and take care of the trivial matters here.

September Zhenjun flashed a lot of distracting thoughts in an instant, and quickly restrained his thoughts.

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the True Monarch of September was so decisive, and said in his heart that this True Monarch's chess skills had improved so rapidly.

He was deeply influenced by the cultivation culture of the human race, not only married many female cultivators of the human race as wives and concubines, but also gave birth to a half-demon daughter like Yue Xiaoxiao who inherited his bloodline talent, which can be seen.

In addition, as a demon clan, he has a long lifespan, and the Demon Emperor realm has a lifespan of five thousand years, which is comparable to some short-lived human humanized god venerables.

So he had plenty of time to study some acrobatics.

This is one of them.

Where did he get this endgame unintentionally, but he pondered and thought about it, and it took decades of hard work to condense into such a game of chess, which was to prepare to embarrass the true monarch of September and avenge the last chess loss.

He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously stepped down.

"Zhenjun, please."

In September, Zhenjun was neither happy nor sad, and continued to gather mana and left a son.

Bang bang bang!

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor became more and more confident, and soon forced the September True Monarch Great Dragon into a dangerous situation.

"Haha, the emperor won."

On the chessboard, the sunspots held by the Jinpeng Demon Emperor occupy the whole plate, and the whites of the True Monarch in September are scattered and do not form a climate.

September Zhenjun did not have the slightest frustration.

"The Demon Emperor's chess strength is profound, and this seat is ashamed of itself."

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor's excited expression froze, and there was a sense of powerlessness when his fist hit the cotton.

If the loser doesn't care about losing, then what does the winner have to be happy about.

The sense of accomplishment is something that needs to be contrasted.

"This emperor thinks that Zhenjun didn't play well just now, so it's better to do it again."

The Golden Peng Demon Emperor proposed.

September Zhenjun took a sip of tea and shook his head: "I haven't played a game for many years, and the Demon Emperor's chess strength has reached the realm of transformation, so this seat is not as good as it." ”

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor didn't expect that he had painstakingly set up a chess game for decades, and he would be so happy, it would be better to be unhappy.

He said with a blank eye: "What does Zhenjun think I have to do this month?" ”

"Very good."

September Zhenjun is concise and to the point.

A confident smile appeared on the face of the Jinpeng Demon Emperor: "If the true monarch can break the endgame set by the emperor, the remaining one or two tea leaves will be given to the true monarch." ”

September Zhenjun had a cold fairy face, but at this time, his head nodded faster than anyone else.

"It's a deal."

So the Jinpeng Demon Emperor once again put down the endgame.

This time, September Zhenjun didn't mess around casually, but after thinking carefully, he slowly got down.

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that he had encountered a fierce opponent.

This kind of evenly contested party is what makes him the most happy.

……

The big guy above played a game and drank tea, and the little brother below fought to the death.

In front of the Autumn Wind Mountain.

The two wolf-headed demon kings stared at the blood food full of spiritual energy all over the mountain, and they were all drooling.

The realm of the demon king can already transform into a human body, but some demon clans prefer their own true appearance, so even if they transform into a form, they will retain some of their own characteristics.

These two ways of incarnation are also divided into the Primordial Beast King Sect and the Tonghui Demon Spirit Sect within the Demon Clan.

For example, these two wolf-headed demon kings are obviously primitive.

"Good raw and fatty food, the human race monks have a special physique, full of aura, which is suitable for supplementing the blood and qi of our demon clan, and can purify our bloodline.

If we can devour millions of human races, we will also become the Demon Emperor one day. ”

The wolf-headed demon king leaned down, and with a shake of his body, he turned into two giant wolf demons seven or eight feet long, one gray and one black, all of which were full of wildness.

Behind them, there were tens of thousands of demon wolves, all grinding their teeth.

Their eyes are full of tyrannical bestiality, as if they are about to slaughter and tear everything apart in the next moment.

"Little ones, follow the king!"

Disheveled!

The demon wolf's sharp claws split the sky, and on the Autumn Wind Mountain, a light shield rose, flickering with Dao flames, which was the classic third-order Great Array of the Xuanyang Sect, the Xuanyang Open Fire Great Array.

This array gathers the two fires of heaven and earth, with aura as firewood, which can burn continuously, enough to resist the attack of the demon king, and has the effect of spiritual flame rebound.

I saw a claw fall.

Not only was the large array unharmed, but even more Dao Ming Huang flames swayed down, and dozens of demon wolves in the demon wolf pack suddenly turned into fireballs, and then caused an even greater commotion.

However, for the dense demon wolf pack, this damage is nothing.

Behind the demon wolves, there were countless demon beasts running and killing, passing through the sides of the Autumn Wind Mountain, surging farther away.

View from above.

Autumn Wind Mountain is like an isolated island, shining in the wave of demon beasts, and it seems that it will be extinguished at any time.

A few days later.

The damage of the demon wolf pack was small, and the two wolf-headed demon kings did not know when they merged into one, and they had two heads and four arms, but they lost one arm at some point, and only three arms remained.

The mountain protection array on the Autumn Wind Mountain was also precarious, and the light flickered.

Mountains.

Yan Xian Ling was holding a broad-faced axe, and his size had skyrocketed to five meters, he really looked like a giant, but there was a colorful blood mark on his chest, and his breath was a little sluggish.

Just now, he saw that the wolf king was attacking the big array for days, and his demonic power was exhausted, so he wanted to capture the thief and capture the king, and killed the wolf king on the spot to relieve the defensive pressure, and by the way, he made a meritorious service.

With the strength of his elite disciple of the Xuanyang Sect, he thought that it would not be difficult to do this.

Although he is in the early stage of Jindan, with the secret magic weapon in his hand, he is not afraid of ordinary real people in the middle stage of Jindan.

Not to mention the primitive background, at first glance, it is not a wild wolf king of noble blood.

I never thought that these two wolf kings would merge into one at a critical time, and their demon power increased greatly, but he cut off an arm in a hurry, and he was also hit by a claw.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the blood of a giant and thick skin and flesh, I am afraid that he would have been taken out of his heart with a claw.

This is also the thrilling part of his kind of body cultivation, and the difference between victory and defeat is a millimeter.

Unlike orthodox law cultivation, the magic weapon of the imperial envoy is thousands of meters away, and even if you escape, you have to be several thousand meters ahead.

"Lord Yan, this is not a crime of war, this two-headed wolf king has a special bloodline, and we should die early and retreat."

Li Liangyu, as a representative of local forces, stood beside Yan County Ling and made suggestions.

He has been in control of the Li family for 20 years, and he is no longer the young boy he was at the beginning, but now he has two mustaches, a mature and stable temperament, and he is not shocked in the face of crisis.

Anyway, the son he gave birth to a few years ago had already left with Miss Yulan and them.

Now he seems to have a large family of clansmen, but in fact, he is completely alone and does not panic at all.

Although the beast tide is strong, he wants to get out of a fake Dan real person, as long as he is not unlucky enough to collide with the demon king head-on, it is not difficult to run away.

Yan Xianling's face was slightly blushing, but at this moment, his blood was surging, and no one paid attention to it.

Before, Li Liangyu and the others didn't remind him to fight steadily and steadily, use the mountain protection array to continue to consume the strength of the wolf king, and wait for it to retreat automatically, and they took the opportunity to repair.

After all, even if the wolf king is killed, there may be some demon kings such as the tiger king and the bear king.

The reason why the beast tide is called the beast tide is that the demon beasts are like a tide, wave after wave.

It's just that he holds his own identity, despises his opponent, and thinks that killing the demon king can show his merits better, which led to the current situation.

Less than half a month after the beast tide began, he threw away his spiritual veins and fled in the wilderness, which can be regarded as setting a small record.

"If that's the case, then ......"

"Wait a minute, the demon king's aura is gone."

Someone exclaimed.

Yan Xian Ling looked intently and saw a group of wolves under the mountain running wild, running around, like a headless fly.

And the wolf king, who was still fierce just now, is gone.

"Take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

Li Liangyu suddenly shouted, holding an earthy yellow spirit bead in his hand, the earth arched under his feet, and an earthy yellow python flew into the sky in arrears.

The spirit bead in his hand rotated, and the surrounding air was condensed with points of light, turning into crystals like sea urchins.

"Hurry!"

Li Liangyu let out a low snort.

Hundreds of sea urchin crystals rained down like cannonballs.

Without the leadership of the Demon King, a group of demon beasts of the highest level of the second order were powerless to fight back within his bombardment range.

Fake Dan real people are also real people.

Not to mention that he still has a family heirloom magic weapon in his hand, and the power of spiritual magic at this moment is not a few points weaker than that of ordinary Jindan real people.

"Kill!!"

A group of monks shouted and rose from mid-air, and the aura of Dao magic weapons and spiritual weapons crossed a graceful arc in the air.

Who wouldn't fight with the wind.

……

An underground cave under 100 meters.

There is a blood pool that has been dug out artificially, and at this moment it has been filled with a small half of the pool's blood, and a bald man is standing in the blood pool.

"Who is plotting against this king?!"

The two-headed wolf king only felt that the sky was spinning, and his body suddenly fell.

As he was standing firm, he saw a bald man standing in front of him, suddenly opening a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Welcome to my realm, my friend."

Before the two-headed wolf king could speak, he saw a gust of wind and a black fog in the air.

The next moment, there were bursts of gnawing and the howling of the wolf king in the mist.

Wait until the black fog clears.

The figure of the Ten Thousand Beasts Real Man stood in front of the blood pool, watching the essence and blood in the blood pool increase greatly, and it was absorbed by the bald man little by little, and the breath of the bald man was also increasing little by little.

"Yu Xian, I find that I still underestimate you. Dare to take a chestnut in the fire in the beast tide, once people know that you use the blood of the demon beast to cultivate demonic skills, whether it is the demon emperor of the demon clan or the human monk, they will regard you as a thorn in the side. ”

The bald man made a casual voice and said very irresponsibly:

"Anyway, it will be the blood puppet and you who will die at that time, if it happens, I will have the strength to compete with Yuanying Zhenjun in the future, big profits and small losses, how do you choose?"

Ten Thousand Beasts Real Man: "......"

As the only person who knew that Yu Xian had absorbed the aura of the Heavenly Dao, he vaguely knew that Yu Xian's current Jindan Divine Power had reached a point of madness.

The magic weapon he carried with him could lose his sense from time to time, and even if Yuanying Zhenjun stood in front of him, I am afraid that he would not be able to discover the connection between him and the blood puppet.

The figure in the pool of blood fell silent.

The slaughter of the demon wolves from above continues.

It's just that no one noticed for the time being, and the blood of the demon wolves and dead monks they killed fell into the earth and quickly dissipated.

And there are a lot of such blood pools in the entire Wangshu Mansion, waiting for the harvest of those who are destined. (End of chapter)