The news that the entire Xizhou continent was wiped out did not come out quickly.

The entire Xuanhuang Realm and even the Heavenly Tribulations have ushered in a chaotic era of "cleaning", and a large number of demons have died, and the death is very direct and refreshing, so refreshing that those righteous monks who take it as their responsibility to slay demons are ashamed.

The world seems to be a lot more beautiful.

It's as if this is what the world should be.

Some demons who did not commit to death were also frightened, and many people gritted their teeth at the moment, relentlessly, and raised their palms to line up their dantian!

It is straightforward to rebuild the demonic skills that have been cultivated for a hundred years or thousands of years without nostalgia; the devils are all ruthless people, and if you want to be ruthless to others, you must first be ruthless to yourself.

If this kind of thing is placed on the righteous monks, I am afraid that they will hesitate and not be ruthless, but when it is placed on the demon monks, it is not at all, and there is nothing more important than one's own life.

It is precisely because they have killed so many living beings that they have become more aware of the preciousness of life, and as long as they can save their lives, it is nothing to abolish cultivation.

After all, the foundation is still there, the resources are still there, and it is not difficult to come back from cultivation.

Of course, when they could restore their cultivation, they completely took off their hats as demon cultivators and transformed into the righteous monks they once hated.

Between good and evil, as long as the green mountains are there, they can rotate between the two parties at will

The invincible Demon Slayer is dead.

Died in the dust.

Pity him at the time of the Central Continent Tribulation, because he was afraid that Yi Feng couldn't control his mouth, so he followed the Phantom Valley monk to the dustless land, and this time he let this heinous demon escape.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he did not have any gratitude to the monks of the Phantom Valley, but when he saw the death and death of the monks of Zhongzhou, a wave of pride rose in his heart, and he felt that he was the lord of the prosperity of this land. His emotions were even more distorted than before, and the senior brother who was once extremely jealous died in the residence of the Heavenly Extreme Sect, completely extinguished, and there was no need to worry about it anymore.

He felt that he was God's own son, and he didn't have to do anything, so he got a big benefit for no reason, and everywhere was developing in a direction that was beneficial to him.

He floated.

He had thoughts that he had not dared to produce before, and he had an indescribable self-confidence in his heart.

One of the ideas that was once impossible was:

He went to the Illusory Valley's station in the Dustless Land, and begged for a tie with the Yi Feng he had once feared!

Not only that, but he also spoke wildly, and even injured the three late Yuan Infant monks in the Phantom Valley!

His combat power was not so against the sky, but this is a dustless place, forbidden spiritual power, no matter how advanced his cultivation is, spiritual power cannot be used, what else can he do?

But he is different, he has practiced the method of physical cultivation, although his physical body is not as good as those specialized physical cultivation, but compared to a group of women who specialize in illusion and cultivation in the Phantom Valley, he can be called physically strong and unparalleled in combat power!

If it weren't for the scruples of the hidden hole cards of the Phantom Valley, he would have taken action to capture all the women in the Phantom Valley and use them as the furnace for his cultivation!

Even so, he still took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Great Monk of the Phantom Valley and poisoned her.

Of course, the poison is also suppressed in the dust, and it will not kill people for a while and a half.

The winds have been unbridled these days, uprooting many trees.

There was a not-so-lush forest in the dust-free land, and in this forest there was an ancient temple with a spring next to it, and a sealed statue in the spring.

The Demon Slayer was not interested in all mysteries, he believed that the unknown was a threat and a provocation to the known, and he was afraid of the unknown, so he closed this dense forest and hired a group of casual cultivators, and over time, this place also became his residence in the dustless land.

The wind has been very noisy these days.

This is already the eleventh tree that has been uprooted.

The tree was not huge, and there were not many tall trees in this rare forest, and he looked up at the scarlet sky, and a faint sense of depression arose in his heart.

He felt a little bad.

This is also the reason why he has "jumped with the fish in the wide sea, and the sky is high for the birds to fly", but he still has not left the dustless land.

He had a very strong sense of strangeness to the whole world.

And he is afraid of the unknown.

In the past few days, his sword has trembled much more than usual, and the scarlet sky flashes with blazing white light, and the light reflects half of the sky, but it can't suppress the full red, but sets off the red more intensely.

The Demon Slayer Daoist was very strange, most of the loose cultivators he hired said that the sky was half gold and half red, but the sky in his eyes was a piece of blood red, without a trace of gold.

He only thought it was a trivial matter and didn't care.

Today is the day when Yi Feng came to negotiate with him on behalf of Phantom Valley, and he was going to change into a beautiful outfit to show his respect for the person in his mind, and there was no other water source except for the spring in the forest.

And he did not dare to bathe in the spring water.

He wouldn't wash it even if there was any other source of water, and he wasn't a clean-loving person.

On the contrary, he liked the smell of sweat on his body, the smell could calm his restlessness from time to time, much better than ordinary meditation pills, which he attributed to his manhood.

Yifeng arrived, and he didn't have time to change his clothes yet.

He saw the disdainful look in Yi Feng's eyes, and the fierce killing intent in his eyes rushed towards him unabashedly.

Her sister was beaten unconscious by herself, and she should indeed be angry.

Her sister was poisoned by herself and she should be angry.

The Demon Slayer didn't care, he smiled, and threw his sword on the broken wood on one side.

The broken wood did not come from his hand, but from the raging wind.

The wind was so strong that it hurt like a knife on the face.

He didn't know how the women in Phantom Valley had managed to persevere, at least he couldn't stand it a little.

He arranged a simple formation from all sides, but it couldn't be activated because of the lack of spiritual power.

He smiled, pulled off the stinky clothes on his body, threw them at Yifeng, and said to her:

"If it's cold, put it on, you can't use spiritual power without dust, your body is weak, I feel distressed. ”

Yi Feng swept his stinky clothes with a sword, frowned coldly, and said nothing.

Her willow branches could not be used due to spiritual reasons, so she could only ask her junior sister for a flying sword for self-defense. She had fantasized about what kind of person her fellow Dao would be, but now that illusion was shattered, like a broken mirror, she could never be reunited.

She wanted to cry a little, but remembering her senior sister's sick and weak appearance, she had to put away her sword with humiliation—how much she wanted to split the wicked man in front of her in two with a sword!

But she can't, she still has to get the antidote to the poison in her senior sister, there are many antidotes that the senior sister has taken these days, but none of them can have an impact on the strange poison, but there is a tendency to aggravate.

She gritted her teeth and looked at the demon slayer with hatred, regretting in her heart that she had not killed the killer and killed this person to prevent future troubles;

When she thought of this, she felt the urge to cry!