There was a heavy rain in the night, and all the demon soldiers who were resting in the open air woke up, except for the animal skin tent enjoyed by the feather king, there was no shelter from the rain in the camp, and the demon soldiers stood against the wooden fence, and let out a roar from time to time, as if they were challenging the rain.

The beast demon never knew how to suppress the depression and affection in their hearts, they couldn't take revenge on the heavy rain, so they vented to themselves, a short beast demon walked into a waterlogged depression, ripped off his shirt and roared into the sky, a lightning bolt crossed half of the sky, and he smashed the bone helmet in his hand into the other beast demon closest to him.

The fight began, and instead of one beast demon, seven or eight rushed into the depression, instantly knocking down the challenger, and after standing up, they started a scuffle.

Most of the demon soldiers have no special abilities except for their physical strength, and in the dark and rainy night, no one can see the scene of the fight clearly, but this does not affect their enthusiasm at all, and the roar that converges even overwhelms the thunder in the air.

This kind of occasion is absolutely indispensable to the figure of Lao Bang, he turned around and glanced at the more than 100 demon soldiers belonging to him, "Whoever dares to rush in with me and come out alive, I will give him twice as much food." ”

There were few responders, and all of them were beasts, and the half-demon soldiers didn't feel like they had the appetite to eat twice as much food, preferring to shout and cheer.

Lao Bang took one last look at Feidian and led a few followers to rush into the depression, and once the fight began, they fought separately, not caring who their fists and feet hit.

Xin Youtao didn't like this kind of scene at all, and he didn't need to pretend to be excited on a rainy night, and sighed in a low voice, "He might as well stay and block the rain for us." It is said that demons are aggressive. This time, I believe it, their strength in 'slaying demons and destroying demons' is more than that of Taoist priests. ”

Ouyang Lance is a fake beast demon, and he is too small. He didn't dare to rush in to participate in the fight, but he showed a real excitement, "It's a pity that I can't use spells, and my horns are not strong, so I can't stand tossing." ”

Shen Ji had been silently observing, and then said, "This is a good way to make everyone forget about the rain." "Indeed, after the fight began. Both the participants and the bystanders were all enthusiastic and sleepy disappeared. The rain also appears cool and comfortable. Another flash of lightning flashed, and Shen Ji looked up at the sky, "The demon cloud is still there." ”

The demon cloud is still there, and it has increased to three major regiments. Hidden in rain clouds. Occasionally, strange lights flickered, revealing their own existence, they were the watchmen, protectors, and destroyers of the demon camp, and if a Taoist priest rushed in, they would launch a powerful offensive that did not distinguish between friend and foe.

The eleven Taoist captives were treated better than the demon soldiers, and they were locked up in the Yuwang's tent without rain.

This is by no means the best time to save people, listening to the sound of fighting not far away. Mu Xingqiu suddenly had an impulse, which he had since he was a child. It's just that Pang Mountain has been carefully trimmed, and unconsciously sleeps in the bottom of my heart, and now it is awakened again.

"I'm going to get into a fight. He strode toward the depression.

"Don't be too ostentatious. Ouyang Qi was taken aback and whispered to persuade, but his voice was completely drowned out by the roar and the sound of rain.

"Hey, can he still be unassuming? Maybe when he'll go directly to the Giant Demon King to negotiate, you just wait to be surprised. Xin Youtao was half admiring and half disdainful, shook his head, shook off a lot of rain, and felt incredible that he could become friends with Mu Xingqiu.

Fighting in a group of beast demons with skin like old bark and muscles like steel is not an easy thing, Mu Xingqiu can't use mana, the moves of the Bone Forging Fist can't be used at all, no matter how agile the movements and mental methods are, they can't dodge the sudden punches and kicks, and no matter how bad the eyes of the demons are, they can hit something with a single move.

This is a brutal melee that is more disorganized than a street kid fight, there is no such thing as a final winner, as long as you can walk straight out of the depression at the end of the melee, it is a great achievement, and it deserves to be cheered in the movies. It was because of this that most of the half-demons could endure the rudeness and abuse of the beast demon officers, and this time they had a new object of cheer: about seven or eight half-demons walked into the depression, and when the rain stopped, only one came out.

"Whatever I say, he likes it. Xin Youtao was very proud, as if he was the one who was covered in rain and blood, until Yu Guang saw Shen Ji's gloomy expression, he immediately shut up, knowing that Mu Xingqiu's fight would remind the Shen family of a lot of things.

After a vicious battle, Lao Bang's energy seemed to be more abundant, he shook his arms and roared a few times, and slapped Feidian on the shoulder twice, "You're good, you're a good bastard." When the actual war starts, will you make a big contribution and will you want to compete with me? ”

In the mouth of the beast demon, "mongrel" is the exclusive title of the half-demon, and there doesn't seem to be much malice, Mu Xingqiu wiped the mud off his face, and felt that a few bones hurt badly, but his mood was very comfortable, "It depends on who can survive, and the dead can't enjoy victory." ”

The old man laughed, not noticing that Feidian used the strange term "dead man" to refer to demons.

A half-demon was trampled to death, because he was not able to do it, no companion was willing to bury him, and soon after dawn, all the demon soldiers pulled out, and the body was left in the depression to rot. As for the wounded, they have neither herbs nor time to recuperate, and they must keep up with the large group of demon soldiers, and the only reward is a few more pieces of fresh meat.

Mu Xingqiu followed Lao Bump and ran around the front and back of the team, and when he came back, he was holding a large pile of dried meat, and the Taoist priests couldn't eat this kind of thing, so they gave it all to the other half-demon soldiers.

"I met with two demon generals and got some news. Mu Xingqiu introduced the situation to his companions while marching, Lao Bang was not jealous, and was happy to introduce the talents he found to the top eaters, "We are heading towards the southeast stronghold, where we will meet with more demon soldiers, and then escort the captives to Baizhang City." Once they reach the stronghold, the demon clouds may leave, their duty is to defend the border, and they are not needed on the way to Baizhang City. ”

"Your fight was not in vain. Xin Youtao said with a half-sarcastic expression, "It will take about two or three days from here to the stronghold, and then we will be able to save people." Also, let's get rid of the demon's disguise, I can't stand the smell. ”

Mu Xingqiu smiled, after experiencing the enlightenment and clearing. The Taoist priest's nose is very sensitive, and it is indeed difficult to adapt to strong smells, "I'll talk about it when I get it." There are no demon clouds in the southeast stronghold, but there are demon magicians and different historians. ”

Shen Ji rarely talked directly with Mu Xingqiu, and then he spoke: "Is it really that Yishijun? Although I only patrol in the mountains, I have also heard a lot of news, all of which say that Yishijun has been missing for several years, and no one knows where he is. ”

"It's a strange thing. Mu Xingqiu glanced back, they were marching rapidly in a narrow canyon. The demon soldiers lack discipline and have uneven physiques, so the whole team is very loose. A large group of flying demons flew in front of the feather king and the captives, the weak half-demons followed in the back and struggled, Mu Xingqiu and the others were in the middle position, and the demon soldiers in front and behind were relatively far away. They won't be heard.

"There seem to be several different historians. It could be a different doppelganger, or it could be a random name given by the impersonator. Mu Xingqiu once tried to ask for an understanding, but from Lao Bang to the Flying Demon General, they didn't understand what he wanted to know, in their eyes, the different history was the different history king, and there was nothing to introduce.

"I just want to know one thing, does this Yishi Jun still like to devour little demons like the legend?" Xin Youtao was already a little out of breath. You can't use spells and talismans, and last night it rained again. His body was a little unsupportable, "What does he want twenty or thirty demons with demon pills to do? We won't be his food, right?"

During a short break at noon, Ouyang Li heard some useful news, "Some demon tribes have a tradition that some powerful demons will never die, and even if the body disappears, the soul and power will be completely transferred to the next demon. He spread the Ancient God Cult, and many tribes worshipped him as a demigod, so since he disappeared—"

"Each tribe wants to inherit the soul and power of the Alternate Historian, so a bunch of new Alien Monarchs have appeared. Xin Youtao shook his head, "It's really stupid, after a while, they will fight for fame, right? ”

"It's definitely going to be beaten, it's not necessarily going to be when, it depends on how strict the control of the giant demon king can be. It is said that the different history king we are going to meet is different from the others, he is the son of a demon king, and he was sent to the old different history to learn demon art since he was a child, and he belongs to the descendants of the disciples, and some demons call him a new king. ”

"Why does he need a demon with a demon pill? Is he going to eat it? I won't even give a fingernail to it. Xin Youtao was more concerned about this matter.

"I don't know, but we have to make a plan, because there are indeed quite a few demons who have been eaten by this new strange historian, and they are all very happy. ”

"Part of it?"

"Well, Xinjun seems to be particularly fond of eating palms. ”

Xin Youtao clenched his fists, looked at Mu Xingqiu, and said seriously: "If that new gentleman dares to open his mouth, I won't honestly stretch out my hand, even if my identity is exposed, I don't care, I must knock out his teeth." ”

"Of course not. I'm thinking of a way to rescue the Taoist priests while the demon cloud is away, and then it won't affect us to continue pretending to be demons. Mu Xingqiu hasn't come up with a solution to both worlds so far.

"Hey, you're getting more and more fond of being a demon. Xin Youtao was a little worried, "Don't forget that you are a demon slaying general, if you meet on the battlefield in the future, can you still do it?"

"The battlefield is the battlefield, and I think about how to win, how to save the lives of my own people, not whether I can do it. After the break, the team continued to march, and Mu Xingqiu urged Xin Youtao to get up, not feeling at all that he would be merciful on the battlefield in the future.

Along the way, many demon soldiers fell behind, and more demon soldiers gathered in, and three days later, when they finally walked out of the mountains and arrived at the southeast stronghold, the demon soldiers led by Yuwang Vadong had reached as many as two thousand.

Before he could get a moment to rest, Lao Bang immediately summoned the nearly thirty demons he had selected and took them to meet Xinjun, who he still called Yishijun, "I don't need to say how great Yishijun is, it is our blessing to be summoned by him, so you all give me honesty." Also, go take a shower first, Yi Shijun doesn't like to smell the smell of coaxing. ”

Xin Youtao cast a glance at Mu Xingqiu, grinned the corners of his mouth, and once again reaffirmed his determination not to be eaten.

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