Life is not easy to live, and life is difficult.

These twelve words are perfectly embodied in the body of this little bat, the weak race has been food since birth, they are natural enemies everywhere, and it is not easy to survive.

But after that, he just took one more look, and then he was chased and killed, fled to the temple, and finally lived a peaceful and peaceful life. Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

The temple was destroyed, and the monks who gave him lectures on weekdays were also completely destroyed, and he himself could not stop a slap.

The little bat's eyes were dark, although his eyes had not been very good, and he relied on heat to sense others. But now, it was pitch black around him, and he couldn't sense anything. It's like falling into an ice cellar, lonely and cold.

That's all right, right?

The little bat secretly said in his heart, and there was a little more relief in his heart.

Although it is now the world of the demon clan, this world does not belong to these little demons.

It's just a pity that those big monks, they are all good people.

But he is always too weak, with his own bloodline and talent, even if he has cultivated for ten lifetimes, he can't avenge this group of great monks! The little bat could only smile bitterly, his heart was the same as this body, and he fell into boundless darkness and loneliness.

He can only hope that if there is really reincarnation in the mouth of Buddhism, he can become a big demon in his next life to protect these monks.

"Are you deaf?"

The voice rang in my ears again, low and damp, as if it had come from a foul place.

The little bat was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that there was a voice ringing in his ears just now.

"Who the hell are you?"

He was a little surprised, could it be that he didn't die?

"Bloodfiend!"

"It seems that I am really dead, and I have fallen into hell, and I am with the devil. The little bat muttered to himself, and ignored the voice, which he regarded only as one of many illusions.

"Little thing, you're not dead yet, this seat has helped you breathe, do you want to take a look at the group of monks outside?"

The voice didn't wait for him to answer, but it made him feel everything outside.

A fire had already broken out in a corner of this Buddhist temple, and there were still monks on the ground who were not dead, and they could only watch their homes burned down. They have long lost the ability to stand up, and can only watch helplessly as this happens.

It's as if this is the way fate should be, and no matter how hard you struggle, you can't change the outcome.

Fate is not a script, no heroes will appear, and there will be no miracles.

This group of monks who are not yet dead can only watch their senior brothers being dug out of their liver and intestines by these half-beast and half-human demon clans, and pull out their hearts, the fresh hearts seem to be still beating, and they still want to struggle. But just like that, the heart was fed directly into their mouths, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths like soup, and this group of demon clans also showed a satisfied expression.

The little bat wanted to struggle, he roared, he bared his fangs, and his flesh wings kept stirring. But it was all useless, and his roar and struggle could not seem to be heard outside.

If you hear it, it's just a bat to your lunch.

As the sun sets, the red clouds on the horizon are no more red than the blood on the ground.

The little bat could no longer make a sound, and he watched as all the monks were eaten, leaving behind the severed limbs and blood.

There was a fishy stench in the air, and he fell silent.

The struggle of the weak only adds a bit of sadness to the setting.

"Do you want revenge?"

The voice sounded again, and there was a little more ethereal in the voice at this time, and there was also a little more anger and laughter.

"Can you help me get my revenge?"

"Absolutely. ”

"If you can help me get revenge, then you should be able to help me rescue them just now. ”

The little bat calmed down, whether it was a human or a demon, after calming down after encountering great joy or great sorrow, his head would be extraordinarily clear.

"Of course, if I just rely on my strength, I can do it. ”

"Then why don't you save it?" the little bat was a little excited, and his body trembled a little.

"Why should I save it?" the other party asked rhetorically, leaving the little bat speechless. "Besides, they locked me up here, do you think they'll accept my help?"

When the little bat heard this, his heart was shocked.

"Are you a demon?"

The voice was not hidden, but it seemed a little helpless.

"As I said, I'm a Blood Fiend, and I like bloodthirsty creatures the most. ”

The little bat fell silent, he didn't know what this blood demon meant, but he knew. Demons are invisible things, but they can exert tangible powers.

"I've been in this big Buddha for I don't know how many years, and I can recognize the demons just now. Think about it yourself!"

The little bat didn't answer him, just looked at the stumps and severed arms outside.

The night breeze blows, and the wind blows, and there is a fishy smell.

The temple, which used to be heard by chanting at night, is now desolate overnight. The sound of the wind seemed to be whimpering, and a few ordinary jackals, tigers and leopards without the blood of the demon clan also came out at this time, and they searched in this Buddhist hall to find the remaining bodies of these monks, which were their food.

The little bat looked at this scene coldly, did not roar, just stared at this group of jackals, tigers and leopards.

The beasts that lived in the jungle suddenly stopped, and they suddenly felt a gaze fixed on them, which their hunting instincts felt. They turned their heads and saw only a clay Buddha in the moonlight.

The big Buddha lying in the moonlight is very quiet, and it is only a clay sculpture, and you can't do anything with them.

They ignored it, didn't fight, looked at it tacitly, and each looked around for something to eat.

"Buddha, you can't help me. ”

The sky suddenly broke, and the red clouds on the horizon reappeared.

But now Yunxia is no as red as the eyes of the little bat, he has been quiet all night, and he finally spoke after watching his benefactors being eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards all night.

"I want revenge, Buddha, you can't save me, you can't cross me. This is the first sentence of the day of the little bat.

"Buddha, you can't cross me in the first place. The Blood Demon seemed to feel something, and repeated.

"What do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple, we are integrated and symbiotic with each other, but sometimes you can ignore the bullshit bloodlines of your demon clan, as long as you suck blood, you can increase your cultivation, as long as you kill demons and kill people, you can always be strong. Powerful to ......"

The Blood Fiend's voice paused, and then his voice became firm and fierce.

"So strong that no one can bully us!"

The little bat took a deep breath and said only one word.

"Good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little bat realized that he had been hiding behind the big Buddha. He stepped out and helped the monks collect the remaining robes and bones. It has long been impossible to tell to whom the robe belongs and to whom the bones belong.

The little bat could only dig a pit and bury all the bones and robes together.

He returned to the Buddha, looking at the Buddha, the morning sun seemed to give the Buddha a layer of golden light. But the little bat can't forget how cold the eyes of the big Buddha in the moonlight last night were.

The little bat overthrew the Buddha, and the clay Buddha was shattered, and his heart was relieved for no reason, not only did he not have any sense of guilt, but he was more happy.

He walked to the offering platform where the Buddha was originally located, and saw that there were several yellow talismans and a seal on it.

The little bat stretched out his hand and tore off the yellow talisman. Then he sat cross-legged, chanting the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and a golden light appeared on his body, and then the golden light merged into the seal, and the seal disappeared.

The little bat's face turned pale, and he took a deep breath and said, "Come out, you and I will live together." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black gas rose into the sky, and then fell straight down, merging into the body of the little bat.

There was more black mist on the little bat's body, and his voice changed.

"Tut-tut, yes, yes, I like you now. ”

"Without further ado, I want revenge. ”

"Haole, now that you and I are integrated, as long as you suck blood, you can increase your cultivation, and if you suck the blood of the demon clan, the stronger the bloodline, the better, and you can also obtain a certain amount of their bloodline power. ”

The little bat showed a smile on his face, facing the rising sun, and took a firm step forward.

Since then, there has been one more big demon in the world.

His name is ...... Blood Demon Ancestor!

The Blood Demon Ancestor walked out of the Buddhist temple and began his path of revenge. At that time, there were many demons, and the human race was a slave and a servant, and his first target was not the weak human race, but those demon races. As long as it is the demon clan that is targeted by him, the entire clan will disappear in the long river of history.

As for the human race, he didn't have much interest, especially those bare-headed monks, he didn't bother to touch them.

His cultivation is advancing day by day, and there is not even a bottleneck.

But he doesn't like to communicate with other big demons, and he doesn't like to cultivate power, he only likes to suck blood, and he only likes to be alone.

In the end, he destroyed countless peoples. Some ethnic groups are just like him at the beginning, but they just looked at him because of curiosity, and they were exterminated by him.

He didn't feel any discomfort, because that's what he understood as cause and effect.

At the beginning, he looked at him more and was destroyed by others, but now that others look at him more, he has destroyed other people's clans, isn't this the reincarnation of cause and effect, and retribution is unpleasant?

Finally, his scruples attracted the dragon, and the long worm fought with him for three days and three nights, and finally he lost half a move, and was suppressed by the long worm, and it has been until now.

......

Looking at the silent Blood Demon Ancestor, "Xu Changan" shook his head and said, "You are also a legendary monster, but I didn't expect it to fall to this point." ”

"What about your domineering back then? Or was you beaten by the old dragon?"

"Xu Chang'an" said, and a colorful light appeared on his hand. When the Blood Demon Ancestor saw this colorful light, he was stunned at first, and then gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out that you are also a long worm, and Lao Tzu will never die with you today!"

As soon as the words fell, he was half black and half red, and except for his red eyes, his whole body exuded black gas!