The desolate mountains and wild ridges, which were once uninhabited areas, are illuminated by the moonlight, revealing the desolate and barren mountain ridges. The sparse forests stand quietly amid the sounds of insects.
Huh~~
A gust of wind blew, and the lush tree cage shook rustlingly. In the hazy moonlight, a half-figure shadow flew over a big tree with arms raised high. From time to time, he looked back. There was nothing under the moonlight, but it still made him feel frightened.
'We're almost there.'
The front he looked at was becoming increasingly barren, and the demonic energy was becoming increasingly massive and chaotic. A group of demons from the northwest were gathering at Huangfeng Mountain. Even cultivators with high levels of cultivation had to be cautious. If they charged headfirst, the thousands of demons would tear them into pieces, not to mention the presence of the Demon King.
"I'm so unlucky. I shouldn't be so greedy."
Passing through the forests at the foot of two mountains, the demonic aura coming from the front became clearer. At the end of the sight, in the infinitely extending darkness, there were all kinds of shouts, growls, and whispers of demons.
Flying over a cliff, countless green eyes lit up in the cracks of the steep wall, and there were rustling sounds of hands and feet crawling. Human figures climbed in the cracks, looked out, and growled with bared teeth.
Feeling these chaotic and varying levels of demonic aura, the green-faced and thin-cheeked monster did not dare to stay. If he was not careful, he would be quietly killed and eaten by the other party.
With both hands, he climbed over a cliff and pushed hard, and he found an isolated peak between the forest and the mountains. He climbed up quickly along the rugged rocks, and there was a powerful demonic force flowing at the cave above.
Wow~
Slender and unusually long hands climbed up the edge of the cliff and pushed away a few stones. A few cold long handles came over, and a few fox- and wolf-headed demons wearing leather armor grinned with their long muzzles showing their fangs, and let out threatening growls from their throats.
Qingmian quickly shook his head: "Don't do it, I have something important to report to the Demon King!"
The two wolf demons looked at each other and picked up the foreign monster. Then they found that only half of its body was left. They had to carry it into the cave in mid-air. A little fox-headed demon following behind quietly stretched out its claws to dip the other's dripping blood and put it in its mouth, laughing contentedly. While the two companions in front were not paying attention, it tore off a piece of meat and stuffed it into its mouth.
hiss~~
The green-faced monster gasped in pain, but did not dare to yell. He endured it and let the other party tear off another bloody piece of flesh from his body.
The next moment, the tearing pain was swallowed back into the stomach before he could even utter a word. As he went deeper into the cave, the green-faced demon began to tremble all over. In the firelight, all he saw was a sea of blood reflected in his eyes.
The cave walls were steep and overlapping, with jagged rocks, and the surroundings were mottled with patches of crimson. The open cave was filled with a strong smell of blood. Seven or eight Taoist figures were stripped naked and hung upside down on the largest stalactite above. A furry little demon dragged a terrified and screaming human, stripped off his fur coat, tied his hands behind his back, and tied his feet with a rope to hang him off the stalactite, then cut his throat with a knife. Large streams of blood flowed down his neck and cheeks like a small spring into the blood pool below.
There were also corpses that had been drained of blood, which were taken down, washed, and thrown onto a stone platform, where they would be ripped open and skinned by other little demons holding knives. After chopping off their heads, they would be roasted over flames, or stuffed with spices, rolled up, and cooked in steamers.
Amid the noisy shouting and yelling, the torches on the cave wall shone with light, revealing dozens of powerful monsters. Some had the appearance and figure of women, some were dressed as Taoists, but most were in the form of beasts, tearing at the roasted flesh in their hands with their fangs bared and closed. Some were sitting at a nearby stone table and chair, staring at the half-eaten little monster that was being held up from outside with murderous eyes, snorting with disdain, and throwing the uneaten human hand to the ground, piling it up with the other debris.
There was also a demon shadow looking over from the winding cave path and stone chamber. The green-faced demon was carried across a series of stone chairs and tables, and was then thrown down a flight of stone steps by the wolf demon.
The former was lying on the ground, raised his face tremblingly, and walked up the stone steps. There were several wooden chairs on both sides. Several monsters with tiger, sheep, deer and eagle heads were drinking and eating meat around them. One of them, who looked like a woman, chuckled and talked and laughed with a sheep-headed monster next to her.
She paused for a moment, turned her beautiful profile, and looked at the center. There was a huge stone chair, and a burly figure in a cloak was sitting on it with his eyes closed, as if he had no appetite for the flesh and blood in front of him.
"Your Majesty, don't you want to have a bite? This is captured with great difficulty by my wife. Let's have a taste of the flesh and blood of the barbarians."
"This king only accepts incense and does not eat this kind of thing."
Sitting on the stone chair, Gongsun Liao opened his eyes and without even looking at the female demon who was trying to please him, his gaze fell on the half-body of the little demon under the stone steps.
"Where are you from, and how did you become like this?"
The Demon King spoke, and the noise in the cave calmed down a little. Many demons in the cave turned their eyes to him. On the ground, the Green-faced Demon endured the pain of having lost his lower body and replied respectfully:
"Reporting to the demon king, I was originally a house guard. After I gained spiritual wisdom, I went to the Grave Mountain to practice. When I heard the king calling me, I came here with a rat spirit. I didn't expect that when I passed by a town outside, I met a cultivator and became like this."
Thinking of the scholar under the eaves, the Green-faced Demon swallowed his saliva, and his body, which had finally calmed down, began to tremble again. The rat demon who was traveling with him was not so lucky. It was estimated that it might no longer be in this world at this moment.
"Hahaha! A cultivator?!"
Hearing the words "cultivator", the big monster with an eagle head on the stone steps laughed wildly, "My northwest monsters have gathered together. If this cultivator dares to come, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave alive!"
The group of monsters below laughed along, and the air was filled with smoke and chaos.
"That's right. We scared away all the mountain gods nearby. Even if all the cultivators come together, we are more than a thousand strong. Are we afraid we won't be able to defeat them?"
"I will make sure they never return!"
"… Exactly. Besides, with the Demon King here, we have enough courage!"
The monsters started to make a noise, and some took the opportunity to flatter. The green-faced monster lying under the stone steps also started to laugh. At this moment, he finally didn't need to feel afraid anymore.
…
Dozens of miles outside Huangfeng Mountain, the moonlight was shining brightly on the mountains. In less than half a breath, a streak of light instantly crossed the mountain range and passed over the forest below, stirring up a gust of wind that swept up countless leaves and splashed them to the left and right, causing a loud roar.
The monsters climbing the steep cliff heard vaguely some sound and leaned their bodies out from the mountain. The next moment, they were swept away by a stream of light, leaving only half of their bodies hanging on the cliff, and then they fell off the cliff like dumplings.
In the blooming light, the Yuelong Sword, which came with the command of "kill", made an arc in the night sky, and a solitary peak could be seen in the distance. The surging sword intent bloomed in an instant, and the impact of the air waves was like sea waves, pushing out the edge on both sides of the sword.
In the cave on the mountain, Gongsun Liao listened to the noise of the monsters with an expressionless face. Suddenly, his ears moved and he tilted his head to look in the direction of a cave. The eagle-headed monster in front was still talking.
"Tell me, little demon, which cultivator hurt you? I'm in a good mood today, so I'll avenge you!"
As the words fell, a stream of light flew in the moonlight outside.
…The tip of the sword touched the thick and hard mountain.
There was a crisp golden sound of "ding", as if a mysterious magic spell was echoing in the cave. The eagle-headed monster turned his head and uttered "What?"
The sound of the golden ding suddenly changed from small to large, and the crisp low hum turned into a roar like a dragon's roar.
The wall of the cave burst apart with a bang, and the nearest tables of monsters were blown away and torn apart, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The eagle-headed monster who was standing on the stone steps and talking disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Boom!
The sound exploded in the chaos, and rocks broke and shattered. Gongsun Liao waved away the rocks that were falling on him and subconsciously looked at the cave wall behind him. The four monsters painted on the stone steps, Hong Yi, Tiger, Sheep and Deer, also looked over there. The big eagle-headed monster was hanging on it, groaning in pain.
Buzz.
The dragon's roar stopped briefly.
A magical sword flashed with magical light and pierced deeply into the cave wall.