"That guy is actually human?!"

Zhang Jing's gaze slowly fell on the strange horns in his hand.

When you feel the powerful erosive power contained in it.

He couldn't help but think of the half-human, half-sheep monsters that had been transformed from the people in the village tonight, and the breath of the sheep-headed demon that flashed away after being slapped to death by himself, and a flash of realization flashed in his heart.

Zhang Jing inexplicably felt a trace of interest in his heart.

The divine sense instantly came out of his body, and he carefully probed the pitch-black sheep's horn in his hand.

Long.

"Something similar to an innate fetish, but with the power contained in it...... Badly mutilated. This feeling, like shards?! ”

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

For Zhang Jing, who had previously possessed the innate Qingxiao Cloud Qi and the innate blood gold essence, the innate artifacts were naturally not unfamiliar.

This was also one of his main goals in coming to the Underworld.

But what he didn't expect was this.

As soon as he came over, he directly found a trace of the innate artifact.

"After I get this thing back, even if I don't use it, I should be able to sell some luck. It's a pity that I didn't find any traces of the demon heart core that Senior Brother Qu said, I hope that there can be news about the demon heart core in the demon division of Mengyang County. ”

Zhang Jing thought about it quite a long time in his heart.

Subsequently.

He lightly glanced at the burly man's blood cord not far in front of him, gestured to the ram's horn in his hand, and pretended to ask casually:

"You call this a monster?"

"Returning to your lordship."

With difficulty, Xuesuo took his eyes off the black sheep's horns in Zhang Jing's hand, bowed his head and replied solemnly:

"We, the Demon Suppressor Division, have called something that contains strange and terrifying powers like the horn in your hand a strange thing. According to legend, these monsters have a very ancient origin, and they should be of the same origin as those demons. ”

"What you have in your hand is not going to be—"

He seemed to have guessed something, and he stopped talking.

"That's right, it's what was left over from that guy's death."

Zhang Jingtou said.

"Hiss——, that sheep-headed demon turned out to be a trickster, no wonder it was so difficult! Half-step general, half-step general, this eighty percent is a general-level trickery. ”

After receiving a positive answer.

A hint of fear suddenly flashed in Xuesuo's eyes, but soon the fear was replaced by a look of joy.

"It's good that you killed him, otherwise when he completely steps into the general level, then we will be in trouble."

Let's talk about it.

The other party couldn't help but glance at the black horn in Zhang Jing's hand again, and a scorching heat flashed in his eyes.

That's a general-level monster!

The controllers are all existences standing at the top of the general level, overpowering the states and counties, and even establishing a bloodline inheritance family with this.

It's a pity - now there is a Lord!

He shook his head with some regret.

What it means for this thing to fall into the hands of adults who are suspected of being high-level generals is naturally self-evident.

The other side.

Zhang Jing smiled slightly.

He had no need to hide it, and he didn't want to hide it.

Although this thing has some value, after all, the level is too low, and unless it is all collected, Zhang Jing will not look down on it.

The key is the performance of his party in watching the blood rope.

This strange thing seems to be extremely precious?

Come to mind.

Zhang Jing's gaze couldn't help but sweep over the faces of the dozen or so people in front of him, and the look of longing and envy on the other party's face that couldn't be hidden instantly came into view.

"It's up to you to catch what you catch."

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a faint look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

……

……

Two days later.

It was the afternoon and the sun was mild, adding a touch of warmth to the cold weather.

Mengyang County, East City.

In a secluded courtyard.

The sound of 'squeak' reverberated non-stop.

Follow the prestige.

A Taishi chair was rocking incessantly.

And Zhang Jing was half-lying on it, his eyes were slightly narrowed, his expression was calm, and the whole person had a bit of a leisurely temperament.

A certain moment.

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Turn to the last page with the ancient book in your hand.

Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes.

"In the Dark Night Realm, demons are divided into spirits, demons, big demons and demons from low to high, roughly corresponding to the soldier level, general level, prince level and the highest level of the king level among the monks, but in general, the high-level combat power of demons is stronger, and the number is much more."

"Demon monks, treacherous monks, is this their main cultivation system? Sounds a bit unscrupulous. ”

Zhang Jing shook his head slightly.

But I didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, the cultivation method of this world could already be seen in the previous blood rope.

He had expected this.

But......

"The demon remnants mentioned here, according to the description, should be the core of the demon's heart. Is it true that only demons and the existence above them exist after death? It's no wonder that after the death of the guy before, there was nothing left but the treacherous sheep's horns. ”

"The relationship is half a level worse."

Zhang Jing suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Subsequently.

only heard a 'pop', and the ancient book in his hand was thrown on the table in front of him.

The squeaky sound of the bamboo chair swaying sounded again.

It seems that something is waiting for you.

……

……

Mengyang County Town Demon Division.

In a bright room.

A handsome man in a red and silver python robe was carefully fiddling with a pot of delicate unknown flowers in front of him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Behind him.

The blood rope, which had not fully recovered from his injuries, knelt quietly on the ground, not even daring to breathe.

Little by little, time passed.

"How's that guy doing?" The man asked softly, instantly breaking the silence that filled the room.

The voice gave the impression of a woman speaking.

Smell.

The blood on the ground couldn't help but tremble, and immediately said in a deep voice:

"Returning to the general, the lord is still in the courtyard, and he just looks at the ancient books every day, and he doesn't do anything else. You've done a few tests, so you shouldn't be a demon. ”

"That'll be fine."

The movements of the red-robed man's hand gradually stopped, and then he said in a flat tone:

"Since there is no problem, let me visit it myself. By the way, you're saying that this person got a general-level artifact two days ago? ”

"Lord, your subordinates have seen it with their own eyes."

The bloodline buried his head down.

"Two days, it shouldn't have been time to refine and recognize the Lord."

A light suddenly flashed in the red-robed man's eyes, and a trace of fire suddenly appeared in his heart.

It seems that he has reached the limit of the upper general, and he is only one step away from stepping into the realm of the Hou level, becoming the real high-level of the Demon Suppression Division, and ruling a state. At that time, there will also be a qualitative leap in strength and longevity.

However, this step seems to be very close, but in fact it is a moat, and I don't know how many heroic geniuses have been stumped throughout the ages.

Unless the power of one's own cultivation itself comes from a great demon.

Otherwise, you can only rely on strong accumulation to break in.

Its difficulties are not enough for outsiders.

For him.

This trick came at the right time!

"General, that lord should be a high-ranking general, if you want to get that trick from him, you may need to think about it in the long run."

The blood rope on the ground seemed to have guessed something, and the weak reminded him.

"There is also a gap between the upper ranks! I can let him do things for the Demon Suppression Division honestly, and besides, that demon is the task of the Demon Suppression Division, and to be fair, at least half of the treacherous sheep's horns belong to the Demon Suppression Division. ”

"If he can turn it in, then the Demon Division of Wumengyang County will undoubtedly have more heritage, and there will be an additional path of general-level trickery cultivation, which is a good thing for everyone."

"As a reward for the mission, you naturally also have the right to use this trick to cultivate."

The red-robed man said righteously.

Hear that.

The blood cord breathing couldn't help but become short.

Hardly thought about it.

"General, my subordinates should go and persuade that lord now, and try to get him to hand over the claw monster to the Demon Suppression Division." Bloodrope said in a fiery tone.

"No, you lead the way, I'll go over myself now!"

"After all, it is a high-ranking general-level existence, and there should be no less respect and etiquette. By the way, you send someone to inform the other two generals! Today is the day of the birth of the fourth general of Mengyang, how can they not be present to witness? ”

The man in red said seriously.

"Subordinates understood!"

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