I have to listen to the old man and the old Taoist master before, the survival rules of the demon race are completely different from those of the human race.

In the demon world, the living environment of the demon clan is extremely harsh. The total area of the demon realm is more than ten times that of the entire human race. But the place where the demon race can survive is less than one-third of the human race.

Moreover, some very powerful demon gods and demon saints and demon kings occupy a large territory and are squeezed. There are even fewer places where ordinary demon clans can calm their nerves.

The demon clan in the demon world is fighting for territory almost anytime and anywhere. The weaker demon clan will become the food in the mouth of the other party.

After tens of millions of years of fighting, the demon clans that can survive and are not captive by the big monsters are all fierce and cunning.

Among the many demon clans, the wolf demon clan's fierceness and cunning can also rank in the top ten. They generally do not have a fixed territory and belong to the wandering generation. They were left with only a week's ration, and the rest of the corpses were left in place. The place where he passed was almost full of corpses.

And according to the laws of the demon clan, the smaller the demon clan, the stronger the strength will inevitably be. The demon world is a place that doesn't talk about rules, only about strength. If you want to survive in the demon world, you don't have to have the strength and means, you will inevitably become the food of other demon clans.

Generally speaking, the demon clans of this kind of small race are all existences with strong bloodline power. According to the tradition of the demon clan, the stronger the power of the bloodline, the lower the fertility. There are even some demon races with extremely powerful bloodline power, and there will be only one such situation.

The white-eyed wolf clan is such an existence in the demon world, otherwise it is only a group of more than two thousand points, and it is not worth the demon god Bai Ze's attack at all.

This group of white-eyed wolves is not a group of righteous people, I heard the old man say, they are so fierce that even their own demons dare to eat.

Why were the demon clans who looked like a few children at the entrance of the village just now kicked to the ground by Huizi.

It was Teruko who clearly felt that they were murderous. A group of demon clans that look like children, playing around Huizi on the surface. In fact, he has been looking for an opportunity to slap him to pieces with one claw.

Since she was a child, Keiko has been practicing her five senses with Changsheng under the old Taoist priest. Although the level of his practice did not reach the level of Liu Changsheng and Dongfang. But for these killing intents that can't be stopped, Keiko doesn't need to deliberately strengthen the five senses at all, and he has already been stimulated goosebumps all over his body.

The group of demon clans that looked like children, when they were entangled with Huizi, they shot a total of twice.

The first time was when they rushed up, when four or five demon clans blocked Huizi's sight, and their bodies kept sticking to Huizi's body. A black, hairy claw suddenly stretched out of the gap and grabbed at Keiko's chest.

Teruko was taken aback, her fat body was twisted so softly as never before. The pace of his feet is even more regular left and right dodge, so that he can avoid this fatal blow.

Huizi reacted quickly, and as soon as he stood firm, before the other party could stop, a silver needle silently pierced the needle on the black hairy claw.

The second time, it was the smallest of the demon clans, and he was always pushed around by the group of demon clans. Pushing back and forth a few times, it took advantage of the momentum and slammed into Keiko's stomach. And the two people who pushed him immediately squatted down and took out two miniature versions of sickle-like weapons, intending to directly cut off Keiko's legs.

Keiko was prepared this time, not in a hurry, and stomped her feet. The ground beneath his feet cracked, sending up a puff of purple-red smoke that covered his eyes.

The two squatting demon clans instinctively retreated, but they sat on the ground with their butts on their butts, and they seemed to be fixed on the spot by the smoke.

Huizi followed up with a Tai Chi holding ball posture, and sent the head of the short demon clan who crashed into him out with an unloading force, and instantly pierced the back of his neck. After turning around, he gave the demon who was sitting on the ground a kick in the face.

This caused the remaining children-like demon clan to scream loudly, attracting the demon clan of the entire village.

These two hand-to-hand attacks made Huizi dispel the plan to directly show the old man to leave a token.

Later, after Huizi forcibly released the demon slayer insect that was still half-baked with him, he took out the seal letter that the old man left for him.

For these demon clans, big fists are the truth, and the rest is shit.

I heard the old man say that in the earliest days, the village also worshipped the demon god Bai Ze. It's the enemy of the race, and they still worship it.

Worshipping the strong and eating the weak is almost an instinctive reaction of the demon clan.

Huizi had less than a cigarette under the tree at the entrance of the village, and a few child-like demon clans who were beaten by Huizi at the entrance of the village just now, some carried tables and stools, and some carried watermelon teapots, and walked straight over. Each of them had a smile on their face, and Teruko could tell that the few who were beaten were smiling with extra sincerity.

A group of cheap skins, if they don't fight, they will be murdered.

These little children-like demon clans, don't look at them as children, but their real age is at least over 100 years old. Of course, for the demon clan, the demon clan of one or two hundred years old is still young, and it is equivalent to the children of the human race.

Most of the demon races have a long lifespan, although they can't be immortal in the true sense. However, compared to the human race, the lifespan of more than 200 years at most is much longer.

A few little demon clans carried a table much bigger than themselves on their backs, placed it on the edge of the big tree, and did not dare to enter the shade of the tree.

At first, Huizi didn't pay attention, and it wasn't until several little demon clans walked around the shade of the tree that Huizi noticed this detail. One of the little demon clansmen, with a little shade on his feet, shrank back as if he had been electrocuted.

Keiko saw it in her eyes and remembered it silently, but she didn't open her mouth to ask.

After Huizi waited for these little demon clans to set up the tables and stools, he moved the tables and stools one by one to the shade of the trees, and placed watermelon teapots and cups.

The watermelon brought by the little demon clan was about ten catties, with a layer of water vapor on it, and it was wet to the touch. It's also a little cold, and it seems to have been kept chilled in the well.

Keiko directly smashed open the watermelon with a fist and devoured it. One bite down, cold and cold, in the middle of this summer, the whole body and mind are called a penetration.

Several little demon clans saw Huizi eating, and they obviously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. There are indeed a few watermelon fields in the village, but the output is not much.

Generally speaking, they are all distributed by Bai Wuyi. And not every demon clan can eat it every day.

The whole village has a deep well, and at most five or six watermelons can be chilled at a time. It's not enough for the entire village of demons to eat.

And the demon clan doesn't pay attention to respecting the old and loving the young at all. The strong take all is the tradition of the demon clan. It's usually a bit rare to eat, and it's not their turn to eat a few of the little demon clans at the bottom.

Wolves, like dogs, have sweat glands concentrated on their tongues. They themselves need to stick out their tongues to dissipate heat in the summer. But in this case, it seems too weird. Bai Wuyi strictly ordered all white-eyed wolf demon clans not to have this kind of action, and those who violated the order died.

So in the summer, the five or six watermelons chilled from the well every day are the most popular things in the entire white-eyed wolf clan, and even the watermelon rinds are the things that the whole village fights for.

The last time a few of the demon clans ate watermelon rinds was two years ago, when they spotted a group of sneaky people wandering around the village. Bai Wuyi rewarded them as a reward, and the taste was simply unforgettable.

Seeing them drooling, Keiko couldn't bear it. But he learned his lesson and didn't give them away.

Dealing with the demon clan, Huizi has decided to change some of his habitual ways of thinking, otherwise he will suffer in the future.

Several pairs of eyes looked at him blankly, making him uncomfortable to eat, and he took a big bite of the watermelon and scolded.

"Get out, don't affect the uncle's mood here. ”

A few tattered little demon clans, after being reprimanded, scattered in a hurry. There is no little demon clan licking his face to eat, and there is no complaint, taking it for granted.

A few little demon clans walked away, and Huizi became idle. After eating a watermelon in a few gulps, Huizi threw the watermelon skin out of the shade.

A few little demon clans hiding on the side rushed up, and seven or eight little demon clans grabbed the watermelon peels on the ground. Like a hungry wolf pounced on food, seven or eight demon clans fought, biting and fighting. A few rounds later, the one who grabbed a large piece of watermelon skin turned out to be the smallest demon in it who beat Huizi's stomach with his head.

After a few little demon clans grabbed a few pieces of watermelon skin, they really left, instead of hiding in the shadows.

Huizi's five senses were fully opened, and after sensing that there was indeed no demon clan around, he poured a cup of tea and walked around the tree with a cup.

After a closer look, Teruko discovers something special about the tree. The tree was tied up with a dark golden rope.

The rope should have been tied for many years, and the whole rope seems to grow in the tree, and if you don't look closely, you will think that this rope with a golden luster is the texture of the tree itself.

Keiko looked at the rope along the trunk of the tree, and it was almost certain that the reason for the tree's strangeness was not the main body but from the rope.

In Keiko's eyes, the entire rope glowed with a charming brilliance, full of colors, which deeply attracted him to want to get closer and see more clearly. As if enchanted, Keiko reached over with her entire right hand, wanting to touch this charming place.

The hand was less than five centimeters from the rope, deeply grounded, motionless, not stretching forward or retracting. After stretching straight like this for five minutes, Teruko's expression was ugly and covered in sweat.

He bit his lower lip with his teeth, and only after the bite was bleeding did he withdraw his hand with difficulty.

"Hey, you kid has a bit of concentration. ”

A thin male voice came from the hole in the tree.

At this time, Huizi, who was sweating profusely and was still in shock, heard this voice, and felt as if her heart was almost scared out of her body all at once.

Teruko took three steps back in a row and shouted in a low voice.

"Where's the monster here?"

"You're a monster, your whole family is a monster. ”

The volume of the thin shrill voice rose a lot, and the exit was scolded. ‭‬‬‬‭‬‏​‬‮⁠‌‪‮‌​‌‎‭‭‪‍‍‮

‭‬‬‬‭辉子左顾右盼，有些不确定声音是从树洞里面传出来的声音了。 The voice seemed to be coming from behind him.

"Look, turn around and look down. ”

Keiko didn't do what she heard when she heard the voice, but took half a step forward before slowly turning around and looking down.

A shadow, no more than four feet tall and with an earth-colored child, stood in the shade of a tree.

Huizi looked at him even more nervously, with Liu Changsheng's experience as a cardinal, he knew that this was a magic weapon spirit.

But generally speaking, the spirit of the magic weapon is the image of a divine beast or something. For example, Liu Changsheng Hongming's sword spirit is a red lark, and Sister Jiaojiao's cadre Mo Xie is a two-headed male and female dragon spirit.

Like this kind of human spirit, it will appear in only two situations.

The first is the former magic weapon user, after death, the spirit will not disperse, and it will become an existence like an earth-bound spirit. The magic weapon is his sustenance, and over time, it is assimilated by the original instrument spirit of the magic weapon to form a tool spirit based on his image. There is nothing dangerous about this magic weapon, and because the machine spirit is incarnated by the earthbound spirit of the magic weapon user in the previous life, it can better understand the power and use of the magic weapon itself for countless years.

The most important thing is that it can also communicate with people. Those who get this kind of magic weapon can quickly understand the use of magic weapons, and there are many detours on the road of exploring the use of magic weapons.

Of course, the premise is that the magic weapon spirit itself has a high degree of recognition for you, otherwise it may also fool you and make you go further and further on the detour. However, this is generally rare. After all, the magic weapon spirit itself is not very conscious, and it is greatly constrained by the laws of the magic weapon itself, and it is naturally close to the user of the magic weapon by nature.