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Chapter 500 Goodbye Tangshan

The bodies are piled up, piled up into mountains, and the blood river floats!

Not far outside Fengdu City, it has completely become a battlefield, and it is a scene of Shura Hell. Unlike the confrontation with demon soldiers and Yin soldiers and Yin generals, there is only one person fighting here - Su Xing.

At this time, he was alone on the mountain of corpses, leaning on a black knife, his long thick black hair dancing behind his head, and the dragon turtle armor was covered with the enemy's blood.

Those were the corpses of the demon clan, with armor and swords scattered beside them, broken and limbs were messy, black blood clots, and the whimpering wind was sobbing. The scene was miserable and heroic, which further highlighted the people standing on the mountain of corpses like demons and ghosts.

Su Xing brows upside down, his eyes were as lightning as he stepped on ten powerful demon generals and high-level monsters under his feet. As for the middle and low-level monsters and demon soldiers, there were countless.

This was a unilateral massacre. When Su Xing fought fiercely with ten demon generals, countless monsters and demon soldiers emerged and rushed towards Su Xing like a tide. As a result, moths flew into the flames, forming part of Su Xing's corpse mountain at this time.

In such a killing, a strong and indelible evil aura lingers in Su Xing, like a black and red flag floating beside him. It was a medal for destroying demons. To this point, low-level monsters and demon soldiers dare not approach Su Xing at all.

Demon? He is also afraid of death!

"Who else?" Su Xing raised his eyebrows and looked away with a look of disdain, sweeping across the world, strong and domineering.

clang!

When Su Xing looked at a certain place, his eyes narrowed, and his arm immediately pulled out a black knife, and slashed three thousand three hundred swords behind him in a flash.

Su Xing swung his sword too fast. In an instant, three thousand three hundred swords overlapped together, and a ten-foot-high black moon sword light suddenly flew out, breaking through the sky and leaving.

"Broken to me!"

There was no one in the void, but a light shout sounded out of thin air.

Suddenly, a deep and dark wormhole opened. A fist stretched out from it, and the black moon knife light that was hit hard in the cracked air.

If this fist is not revealed, the hidden person will likely be split in half along with the space.

With a bang, the fist pounded up, and the powerful black moon sword light immediately shattered.

But it was just the first sword light. Su Xing waved the black sword three thousand three hundred times, and a total of 3,300 sword lights overlapped.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...!

A series of explosions sounded, and what shocked the fist man was that the black moon sword light that seemed to be 3,300. They were all gathered together. He just broke the first one. The remaining 3,299 sword lights slashed on his fist when his old power had gone and his new power had not yet emerged.

With a sneer, black blood splashed on the mysterious man's fist. I don't know how powerful he was, but the awakened slash only broke through his skin.

"You want to stop me?" Su Xing turned around, and a silver light burst out from his eyebrows. His magical powers built a channel in the void, and he could clearly see the true identity of the hidden person!

"Tangshan! No, should I call you Duanmu Tangshan?" Su Xing said in a cold voice. A trace of cold light poured out from his eyes. He grinned open the corners of his mouth, revealing a little white teeth, which were cold and cold.

"You know?"

A bloody fist slid on the edge of the cave. A middle-aged man in a black robe embroidered with a purple peak emerged from it. He looked at Su Xing, who was standing on the mountain of corpses, and his face showed a look of surprise.

Tangshan's original name is Duanmu Tangshan. Because he committed a taboo, he was removed from Duanmu's surname by King Yama and expelled him from Fengdu. This was a matter of thousands of years ago, and few people knew about it. He never expected that Su Xing would know about it.

"You really surprised me. I didn't expect that after a thousand years, I could still see the younger generation who was chased by me." Tang Shan flashed in shock and said with a smile.

Tangshan walked into Su Xing step by step. Every step he took, the momentum of his body rose up. After saying this, the momentum that he had originally hidden had reached its peak, which was extremely terrifying.

"You also gave me a big surprise. Black Blood, I don't know how you, the demon clan, got into Fengdu." Su Xing snorted coldly. He had confirmed about Tangshan with Duanmu Qing, but the result he got shocked his soul.

"It seems you already know, so I won't say much." Tang Shan sneered, the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger because Su Xing knew too much.

"I really never expected that, no, even King Yama did not expect that the Duanmu family, who is in charge of the six ministries, was actually a demon clan. But I can't figure out how you hide it from the Supreme's eyes." Su Xing said.

"Well, I can let you die clearly." Tang Shan raised his fist, and the knife marks on his fist were still bleeding.

"Huh?" Su Xing stared, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"The blood has changed from black!" Su Xing exclaimed.

Tangshan saw Su Xing exactly this. Su Xing clearly remembered that the blood flowing out of the scars he cut was black and demon blood. But now the blood flowing out of Tangshan's fists turned positive, and it was blood that only humans could shed.

If Su Xing had not learned in advance that Tangshan was a demon, from the surface, Tangshan was the same as the ghost master who was on the path of flesh and blood.

"The secret lies here. We are the devil! The bloodline of demons and ghosts!" Tang Shan said loudly, his voice excitedly with extremeness and distortion.

"Devil!" Su Xing's heart suddenly burst into huge waves. He really didn't expect this.

Devil? The combination of demon and ghost? The descendants of demon and ghost?!

"Why? Even if you are devils, why didn't you choose the ghost side? Instead, you defected to the demon, which has disappeared for tens of millions of years, and even only the legendary existence appeared." Su Xing murmured, and then asked loudly.

"Why? Of course, it's because the Ten Palaces of Yama cannot accept the existence of the devil, and the Three Realms cannot accept the existence of the devil. The devil has no hiding place in the three realms. We devils have always lived in the darkness, in the cracks!" Tangshan's voice gradually turned to the bottom, with a very calm surface, but it was even more terrifying than his direct hysteria. This was the tranquility before the storm.

"Then do you naively think that as long as you defect to the demons, you can gain a place for the demons?" Su Xing asked. He didn't care about anything else, but if the demons could turn against the "devil" camp and defect to the ghosts, the result would be very different.

The Duanmu family is a descendant of the devil. Half of the demon's bloodline exists in the body and half of the ghost's bloodline. In other words, Duanmu Qing is also a devil.

Now is the time when the demons turmoil the three realms. The Duanmu family, who had been dormant for a long time, suddenly rose up and must be rebelling. At that time, Su Xing and Duanmu Qing may become enemies and meet on the battlefield. This is what Su Xing doesn't want to see.

"Demon? Hahahaha, my purpose is not in the devil, nor in the ghost!" Tangshan laughed.

"Are you?" Su Xing's eyes widened, his mouth widened, and he looked surprised.

"Is it impossible for you to let the devil be independent? How is this possible?"

"There is nothing impossible in the world. As long as I am willing to do it, even for a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even a few years, it will be realized one day!"

"You are playing with fire**. The demon race is not used as you want. In the end, it may be a waste of time and the clan will be destroyed!" Su Xing persuaded, and the other devil Su Xing didn't care. He didn't want his wife Duanmu Qing to have something to do.

Moreover, Su Xing was worried about Tangshan's words. He had seen the tragedy of Tangshan City with his own eyes. Tangshan calculated two great masters for a hundred years, just to refine the soul-capturing banner. His ruthlessness and intelligence made Su Xing amazed.

With Tangshan's qualifications and wisdom, as long as you have enough time, you may be able to achieve that goal.

"I can't understand and imagine what I plan to do or a junior like you. Let me see how much the little boy who had not had enough time to escape back then has grown to this point." Tang Shan said, and he had already revealed his cold fangs.

"You will see it." Su Xing is no longer the young boy he used to be. His growth has surprised everyone.

It was already amazing that Su Xing was able to escape from the Great Master back then. But today, Su Xing never ran away again, but wanted to kill the Great Master!

"You are very confident. Let me see where your confidence comes from?" Tang Shan flipped his palm and a mini black flag suddenly appeared.

Soul-capturing banner!
Chapter completed!
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