Outside the True Demon Well, the demon soldiers in armor were lazily napping, squinting and leaning against the wall of the well.

"It's been 3,000 years, and there hasn't been a ghost. If you go on like this, you don't know when you'll be able to leave this hellish place. ”

This complaint will be repeated by the poor cow every few days.

The geese were not annoyed, spit out a mouthful of white mist, and squinted to enjoy it.

"If the two of us have nothing to rely on in the Yuanqu Realm, what good place can we go? If we hadn't given up the Demon Yuan happily at the beginning, I'm afraid that now there will be no pile of demon bones left. ”

"Whew!"

At the mention of this, the poor cow suddenly became unfair.

"That bastard of Zhang Sirat has received a lot of benefits from Lao Tzu, and he actually dares to send Lao Tzu here to guard the well!"

It turned out that these two were originally guards in Blackwood City, and they inadvertently offended a nobleman, so they were relegated to the West Wilderness Town to guard the True Demon Well.

This is the most desolate realm in the Yuanqu realm, where the demonic energy is thin and there is no grass.

Even the true demons who have traveled will not go to the Western Wilderness.

The end of the cultivation is loneliness, but this single and desolate scenery still makes these two demon soldiers of countless ages lonely and desolate.

However, thinking of the comments of the evil barracks, the two felt that loneliness was not unbearable.

The evil barracks, which belongs to the demon barracks, as the name suggests, is extremely vicious.

Gathering the most vicious people in the world and doing the most sinister things in the world is a nightmare in the hearts of all demon soldiers.

At the beginning, the nobleman's guard wanted to put the two of them in the evil barracks, but fortunately, they met a senior in the city on weekdays.

After begging for thousands of worships, he sacrificed his whole belongings in exchange for the opportunity to get out of the evil barracks.

Now that I think about it, I'm still scared for a while!

Cang Yan opened a gap in his left eye, glanced at him, and snorted coldly, "Just with his cultivation as a demon, I'm afraid that our demon soldiers won't succeed, and it's a fluke that we haven't been filled into the evil barracks." ”

The arrogance of the poor cow was immediately extinguished, he shrunk his shoulders, and changed the topic, "In this western wasteland, there is not even a little fireworks to live. If I can get an errand in Mojue Mountain, not to mention the number of monthly cases, the taste of that beauty's vocal music alone can teach me to live happily. ”

"Hey... Mo Jue Mountain, you really dare to think! I'm not as greedy as you, I only need to send a few extra magic yuan every month, so that I can smoke two good cigarettes, and I can barely survive. ”

As he spoke, the goose slammed his pipe upside down on the wall of the well and knocked out a cloud of black smoke.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, the demonic energy in the true demon well was steaming, and the sound of magic came from the bottom of the well.

Immediately after that, a bloody light shot out from the well, reflecting the blood mist in the sky, the momentum was huge, magnificent and fascinating.

The two were taken aback by the change.

Especially the geese, who almost couldn't even hold their pipes.

Oh my God, the True Demon Well has not moved for nearly a thousand years, how can a little demon soldier fly up today?

Could it be that this pipe is knocked out?

Cang Yan looked at the pipe in his hand, and then moved his gaze back to the well, and his heart suddenly became excited.

According to the rules of the Yuanqu realm, after the Jingjing Demon Soldiers receive ten ascended monks, they can choose a small city to stay in.

The two of them have been guarding here for nearly a thousand years, and they thought that it would take thousands of years, but they never thought that they would usher in the first demon soldier today!

Qianyue has cultivated for 15,000 years, and has been a genius since he was a child, and because of his decisive and free temperament, he is very talented in cultivating demons.

From the mortal world to the spirit and demon world, she has always been an amazing and brilliant figure.

The name of Qianyue Demon Lord has also been like thunder, and he is famous as a demon.

She thinks that her strength is not weak, and her luck is excellent, and now that she has reached the True Demon Realm, she should continue to be her proud Demon Lord!

A thick mist of blood swirled around her side, gathering at her feet like a floating cloud, carrying the woman out of the well.

The flying purple yarn slowly fell, and the clothes flew, revealing a beautiful face.

The apricot eyes are watery, such as the clear mountain spring, the jade nose is ingenious, the skin is better than the snow, and the red lips are dazzling, such as the magic flower.

After Qian Yue looked at Xiu Wei slightly, she was secretly satisfied, and then she looked at the two demon soldiers.

The wild goose and the poor cow have recovered from the great changes, and are standing quietly on the side at this moment.

"In Xia Qianyue, I have seen two seniors. ”。

"Daoists don't have to be polite, since they are monks of the same rank, they can just call them by name. Under the wild goose, this is the poor cow. ”

"Cangyan Daoyou, poor Niu Daoyou, this is the True Demon Realm?"

"Exactly, which realm did Qianyue Daoyou ascend from?"

"Monk in the Lower Blood Teng Realm. ”

"Oh, that's the Great Realm! I look at the Taoist friends with heavy demonic breath, and their posture is free and easy, so I think they are also amazing and gorgeous characters. ”

"I can't bear the praise of Taoist friends, how many people can fly to the upper realm?"

Qianyue was unhurried and impatient with him, her expression was free and wanton, and she did not have the recklessness that the Nether powers were accustomed to.

However, the wild goose and the poor cow glanced at each other, and their faces showed a little sadness.

Those commanding days, the majesty of standing at the pinnacle of the monastic world, was as far away as the previous life.

The domineering of the Yuanqu realm has almost polished the pride of all the ascending demon soldiers.

The one in front of you will eventually become one of them.

"What Qianyue Daoyou said is how to call the wind and rain when you are in the lower realm. No matter how much you are a demon lord, you will only be a little demon soldier after ascending. ”

When he was in the Blood Teng Realm, Qian Yue had indeed been a demon lord for two thousand years, and although the time was short, he was the most famous figure in the Nether Realm.

Sitting on the treasures of heaven and earth, turning over his hands for clouds and covering his hands for rain, his prestige is even like thunder in his neighborhood.

At that time, the theater teahouse in the Blood Teng Realm liked to tell the story of her entanglement with a beautiful man in the spirit and demon world.

Qianyue has been there once in person.

At that time, she was hidden in the corner of the teahouse, listening to the storyteller's demon cultivator's voice and eloquently, almost thinking that she really had a relationship with those seven young masters and nine sons.

Helplessly, she has been cultivating for 15,000 years, and she is still a ruthless old sister-in-law.

If those demon cultivators in the Blood Teng Realm knew about this matter, I don't know how many bizarre bitter scenes they could conjure.

Seeing that she lowered her eyebrows and was silent, her thoughts flew away, and she called out loudly, "Qianyue Daoyou..."

"I'm sorry!" Qian Yue suddenly came back to her senses and said with a smile, "I have just arrived here, and I don't know the rules of the Blood Teng Realm, so I ask the two Taoist friends for guidance." ”

"Qianyue Daoist friends don't need to be polite, the two of us are responsible for guarding the demon well, and arranging the whereabouts of the demon soldiers is within our bounds. Having said that, the poor cow had a hint on his face that was not too concealed.

In the end, people are old and become elites, even if they are a realm of demon lords, they are all from the bottom.

The meaning of the words is clear at one point.

Qianyue smiled without changing, took out four jars of fine wine and two bundles of tobacco from the Qiankun ring, and said eagerly, "This thing is a specialty of the Xueteng world, two thousand years of fruit brewing, the best cloud-rolled tobacco, and please accept it with a smile." ”

The demonic energy of the True Demon Realm is not comparable to the Spirit Demon Realm, and the Demon Stone of the Nether Realm can't enter the eyes of these two people.

Even if they fade out of this barren land, their vision is much stronger than that of the newly ascended demon soldiers.

What's more, she smelled the smell of tobacco on the geese early in the morning.