The last darkness before dawn is so rich and fascinating.

In the center of the Gumen Kingdom, in the abandoned temple, several bewitching fire insects escaped from the main gate like frightened locusts, and the old monk's oil lamp was lit, and the bright light swept by, and at the door of the temple, the shattered scorched demon head was constantly wriggling, wanting to heal again.

But it never did.

"Are you afraid? ”

The old monk's gaze swept over, and more and more evil corpses emerged, the lampstand ghost burned the corpse oil, the snow girl was melted, and the cat was split in half from the middle of the spine.

The originally eerie and terrifying ghosts seemed to have encountered darker demons and were completely shattered.

There seemed to be blood-like magma in the air, and the high temperature made the air slightly distorted, and the temple seemed to be dissolved in this high temperature.

"The Gumen Devil Group is also a famous monster in China. ”

In the temple, the tall golem of the main soldier department was smashed out of a huge hole, constantly oozing scorched yellow blood, and in front of the golem, Kou Li was covered in thick blood-colored smoke, the corners of his clothes were blown by the smoke, and what he was holding in his hand was a half-sized civet cat.

The tanuki screamed and struggled, but it continued to melt under the high temperature of the yang energy.

As for the furious and boiling aura, it can make people feel the will to transcend the seven emotions and six desires.

The old monk suddenly felt that this scene was so evil and sacred, not just a demon, but a heresy.

Not the way of the saints, but not one end.

But he was a little panicked, and the old monk could clearly feel the instinctive joy and joy in his heart, death and destruction, and the riot against the order, all of which made people have the urge to plunge into the turbulent torrent.

"I'm very happy tonight. ”

With the words, the sky dawned, and where the sun shone, the Gumen monsters turned into black smoke one after another, dissipating with the wind, and the tanuki in Kou Li's hand also turned into a puddle of water.

The whole temple looks so solemn and bright, I don't see it at all, but at night it is the location of youkai.

"You're hurt?"

The old monk noticed that on the other party's waist, there was a light black claw mark, which should be the mark left by the tanuki.

The rolling aura began to contract, and the body became hotter instead, the bones and joints all over the body were intertwined, and the blood vessels were red and hot in the skin, as if there was magma flowing in it.

The sound of 'zizz' sounded, and the claw marks continued to become lighter and thinner, leaving only a faint flesh color.

And the temperament of the other party has never been as deep as the abyssal sea at this moment.

"That's the end of the Gumen Kingdom," the old monk sighed, at the cost of seventeen first-class warriors of his own country, it was just to introduce the other party into the temple where the evil ghost group was entrenched, but in the end, the ghost thing also became a snack.

"Youkai and demons are more attractive than the samurai of this country, and they can make me feel dangerous, but this level is far from enough. ”

............

When the old monk of the Central Plains and Kou Li reappeared, they were already on the road to Beijing in the Great Friends Country, which should have been the most prosperous area in the country, but at the moment it was crowded with a large number of beggars.

Elsewhere, beggars have long been steamed and boiled into human flesh.

Watching Kou Li distribute his rations and silver money to these poor people, the old monk had a strange feeling in his heart, would the demon king also have a good heart.

"Let's go," Kou Li wiped one of the teenagers' clothes clean, patted the other on the head, and signaled that there was nothing to eat, and the young man reluctantly left.

"You-"

"Wuyun is prosperous, but for the people at the bottom, it is a hellish disaster, you call me the demon king, but how do you know that I am not their savior," Kou Li lowered his eyes slightly, and said lightly.

The old monk was speechless, so he had to say: "But in the eyes of the three major demon suppression families, you are the scourge that destroys the order of the Japanese slaves, and if nothing else, they have already been born." ”

"Demon Suppressor Family?"

"They have almost traversed the entire history of the Japanese slave country, manipulating ghosts and gods, manipulating the fortunes of the country, and for the Japanese slaves, they are synonymous with gods. ”

Kou Li scoffed, "In my eyes, there is no god but me. ”

Arrogance and arrogance will always be the world's impression of the Demon King, but in the Demon King's own heart, he is just telling the truth.

"Eight snakes, the red lotus of the pure world, the imperial gate, the attendant of the gods, the Himiko, the commander of the ghost path, the three of them, have ruled the country of the Japanese slaves in different periods, so the descendants of each generation, have the title of general, lord, queen, once they are born, it means that the darkness dissipates, the light is coming, the poor monk has seen one of them with the king of heaven, and was praised by the king of heaven as a gifted and a great weapon in a different day. ”

"So what you're talking about, isn't it the one in front of you? ”

I don't know when, opposite Kou Li, a red-haired evil figure was standing quietly not far away.

This person is dressed in the luxurious costumes of the Japanese slave country, full of evil temperament, red hair hangs down his shoulders, and his eyes grow strangely, which is a posture that is very different from ghosts, gods and monsters.

But in his body, Kou Li clearly felt a burning feeling.

"It's him, the young man who didn't change his face at all under the pressure of the demon dragon of King Meng, the little general of this generation of demons!"

Accompanied by the old monk's words, a ball of red fire as blood poured out of his body, and everywhere he passed, the beggars who had been funded before did not even make a sound, and as soon as their frightened expressions were revealed, they were burned to white bones.

"The Demon King's henchmen must be purified!"

In the ancient times of the Japanese slave kingdom, Mr. Zu existed in the fields and jungles surrounded by wild beasts and dangers, and when night fell, the endless darkness shrouded him, and humans had to pray to the ghosts and gods for help.

But at that time, there was a red fire that eventually burned the darkness and became a symbol of the ancient humans' rebellion against the demons.

After the blood fire burned dozens of white bones on both sides of the road, it turned into a blood-colored torrent and swept towards Kou Li.

In the flames, there is a mad, purifying, violent will, purifying everything, burning everything.

This kind of flame is difficult for ghosts and gods to resist, and even more so for mortals.

Kou Li's face remained unchanged, but the rolling aura had begun to explode along the pervasive will, this kind of high unity of spirit and body, he had already used it quite skillfully: and it was different from the spirit of Meng Tianban to control heaven and earth, and use the illusion of heaven and earth to crush people's hearts.

What he pursues is to integrate the changes in his emotions into the changes in his body, and then play a punch that can shatter the will of the enemy.

The flames were like bones attached to the bones, drilling straight up along the pores of the body, but they only eroded to about three feet of the body, and were scattered by the aura that the dragon roared and the tiger roared into.

"It's kind of interesting!" Kou Li let out a long roar, and actually swallowed out a white line that seemed to be substantial, and the flames were swept away, and the figure seemed to really turn into a dragon in the roar of the dragon and the tiger, and the dragon-shaped fist splitting fist, with a momentum like a thousand pounds, slashed straight down.

The crazy eyes of the little demon general finally revealed a trace of vigilance, and the red blood flames almost condensed into substance under his feet, turning into the fierce claws of the bull ghost, and his hands seemed to turn into the eight claws of the earth spider, layer by layer.

Then there was a bang, and the ground sank layer by layer, and the red fire that had condensed into substance also disintegrated inch by inch.

Split fists into eagle claws, turn wrists around claws, eagle rotors, mountain eagles through the forest.

The wrist joints, twisted inside, uplifted, and wound outside, turned into a brutal whirlpool, and actually stirred up the red fire that swept in, and the little general instantly felt the terrifying threat, and with a 'brush', half of his face was directly scratched.

At the same time, the mouth grew strangely, and a mouthful of flame blood sword popped out violently, and the wine swallowing boy swallowed the wine sword, close at hand, and saw the light turn into a cold star.

Kou Li's eyes narrowed, and his figure turned into a phantom in an instant, avoiding this assassination in all dangers.

Then the billowing flames turned into layers of substantial flame walls, covering them from the top to the bottom, left and right, which was not something that the strength aura could blow away.

The shoulders and elbows are contracted, the body is like a spring, and it is round like a ball, which is called the white snake shrinking, also known as the body of the pan, and then a goshawk shoots out of the ball in an instant, and at the moment before it closes, it bursts out of the closure of the wall of fire.

And the layers of fire walls were combined, and they actually turned into a terrifying shape like Rashomon, which was as high as a three-story building, and it was permeated with a terrifying atmosphere.

Kou Li's black clothes were rolling, his black hair was scattered, his spirit and spirit were fused into the force field around him, and his toes finally landed on the tip of a grass, and the sound of flowing water like a flash flood poured out from his body, and his strength surged, as if there were countless invisible things setting off him.

The flame Rashomon slowly opened, revealing the crazy and unruly face, on the face of the terrifying injury, the blood flowed, but the blood that flowed out burned into red fire, and the flame turned into flesh and skin.

The two pairs of eyes that were also unruly collided at the same time.

"Interesting," Kou Li's eyes lit up, and the spirit that had been boring for a long time was poured into a clear spring again.

Using flames to simulate the tricks of demons, isn't this similar to his divine martial arts?

This is another fine whetstone!