At the beginning, the demon army just used murder to make fun of themselves and satisfy their bloodthirsty pleasure. Gradually, they became obsessed with the game of cat and mouse.

On Shiliu Street, north of the city, a demon man with a red body slowly approached the far courtyard gate. His appearance was extremely ugly and his eyes were filled with a strong yin-like light. He came here to find a woman to vent his anger.

He took out a small feathered sword from his waist and threw it into the air. The sword grew in the wind and smashed the door with a slight slam.

He walked in with his head high and his chest raised his chest. The yard was very rich and he guessed that the one living inside must be a wealthy family, and the lady in the house must be extremely beautiful.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, a loud shout came from his ears, and then a figure collided with him, swung his right fist and burst into his chest.

This guy would never have thought that someone would raid him. Without any preparation, he was smashed into the internal organs in his chest by a punch, and his body flew backwards like a rocket, hitting heavily on the opposite wall.

"Hmph, I didn't expect these demons to find me so soon."

"Husband, I'm so scared. Is he dead?"

"It shouldn't be there yet. You don't have to be afraid of me. Go and help Susu pack up his things. The capital city can't be around. Let's go to the military camp immediately."

It was also the Red Devils who were unlucky. He broke into Zhao Guye's mansion. He was attacked and seriously injured after just one encounter.

"Dog thing, if you break my door, you can repay it with your life." Zhao Guye snorted and said coldly.

The Red Demon spit out a mouthful of blood, raised his hand, and wanted to use his feathered sword again, Zhao Guye rushed over like lightning and stepped on his palm with one foot. While the Red Demon screamed in pain, his other hand suddenly burst out with a sharp claw of cold light and fiercely buckled Zhao Guye's right leg.

Zhao Guye retreated his right leg and looked down. His arms slammed down at his head like a rotating top. The Red Devils kept trembling all over. After smashing more than twenty punches, they finally fainted.

He kicked him out with one foot, Zhao Guye glanced at the feathered sword that fell on the ground, reached out to pick it up, and said, "This is the demon clan, he is so resistant to fighting. I will spare you for the time being."

What he didn't know was that this demon clan belonged to the Shura Demon clan and was stronger than ordinary demon clans, so he was so resistant to fighting.

Soon, Zhang Lan'er walked out with her son and Zuo Susu. After getting on the carriage, Zhang Lan'er said worriedly: "Husband, I don't know how my father is doing."

"Lan'er, don't worry. Let's go to see my father-in-law now. He will be fine." Zhao Guye said with a smile.

Zuo Susu suddenly spoke, "Gu Ye, judging from the current situation, there are army of demons everywhere in the city. It is better to divide your troops into two groups. I escort my sister and the others out of the city. What do you think?"

Zhao Guye hesitated for a moment, then said, "Can this work?"

Zuo Susu smiled and said, "It's okay. If I encounter obstacles from the demons, I have a way to deal with it."

"Okay, be careful all the way. I will pick up my father-in-law and go to the military camp to meet you." Zhao Guye said, kissed each other on the faces, and then flew away.

"Sister, you guys have sat in the car. Don't come out no matter what happens, do you know?" Zuo Susu explained softly.

"Don't worry, sister listens to you."

Zhang Lan'er hugged her son tightly. Although she was still full of worries in her heart, she believed that her family would definitely escape this disaster.

After walking for a while, Wuyou fell from the air and saw the Red Devil lying on the ground and unconscious, he immediately stepped forward and woke him up and asked, "Where is the owner of this yard?"

The Red Demons opened their eyes and said weakly, "Lord Wuyou...who is?"

"Waste, what's the point of keeping you?"

Wuyou snorted, and a powerful aura emanated from him. The Red Devils moved and wanted to say something, but he had no chance. A crisp sound of the piano came out, and his body trembled suddenly, and then the whole body was divided into hundreds of copies by the sound of the piano.

Then, Wuyou sucked his nose and sucked the magic energy that was about to float after his death into his body.

Wuyou felt a little headache, and Zhao Guye had already run away. The biggest possibility was that this guy suddenly came and alarmed the other party, but how should he explain to the Demon Lord?

He felt that he was not good at making a deal, so he simply chose a direction casually, trying his luck to see if he could find Zhao Guye's traces on the road.

The Zhang Mansion was also in chaos at this time. The guards were resisting the footsteps of the demons outside. The maids and servants in the mansion ran away, and the murdered ones were killed, which was very miserable.

Zhang Dingxin and his youngest son hid in the bedroom, and he didn't dare to show off his nervousness. As an important official in the court, when did he get so angry, but he could only leave it to fate.

He heard another scream, and the guard was kicked out by the demons, smashed the door, rolled around on the ground, stopped not far from Zhang Dingxin, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose.

Zhang Dingxin's face became more and more serious. He looked at the demon clan who was stroking in despair. He made up his mind and hugged his son tightly, protecting him under him.

The demon clan sneered and stimulated a huge red fireball with his hands. His eyes were fixed on Zhang Dingxin and his son, and then threw the huge fireball at them.

At this critical moment, Zhao Guye rushed over in time, chanted a spell quickly, and waved his hand and saw a large ball of black demonic energy appearing on his body, covering the three of them.

With a loud bang, the huge fireball hit the black cloud formed by the demonic energy, but the black clouds rolled and did not disintegrate. Seeing this, the demons couldn't help but widen their eyes and felt a sense of retreat in their hearts.

Zhao Guye didn't plan to let him go. He jumped high, swung his palm out, and the half-moon-shaped wind magic blade shot quickly towards the opponent, cutting off the demon's head.

At this time, the Demon Transformation Technique automatically started, and the demonic elements that rushed out of the demons' body seemed to have found their master, and were all attached to Zhao Guye.

The demonic essence contains pure demonic energy, which is the foundation for the survival of the demon clan.

Zhao Guye's heart moved. This was the first time he encountered such a pure demonic energy. He didn't expect that killing the demon clan would have such a good thing. However, the demon clan was really a little too weak. The demonic essence was not powerful and was quickly completely refined by him.

"Dad, it's Brother Zhao." The boy shouted in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dingxin stood up and looked at his female boots and said, "I, this is not a dream, right?"

Zhao Guye shook his head and said softly: "My father-in-law, don't say anything about reminiscing about the past. We have to leave now. Lan'er and the others have already left the city first."

"No, Gu Ye, go to the palace quickly, Your Majesty, he..."

"My father-in-law, those monsters came out of the palace, which means they have fallen there. You should go with me."

"No matter what, I have to confirm it with my own eyes. Gu Ye just thinks I begged you. I can't just see His Majesty in danger and escape secretly."

Zhao Guye knew deeply in his heart that Zhang Dingxin had the character of a literati and loyal minister. He would rather die with fearless spirit than be a deserter.

But when I go to the palace at this moment, I will definitely die. How can I explain to Lan'er? So my father-in-law can only be sorry.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guye suddenly knocked Zhang Dingxin unconscious, and the young man shouted in surprise: "Brother Zhao, what are you doing?"

"You little fool, do you want to see your father go to the palace to die? I did this to save his life." Zhao Guye said lightly, "Your sister may have left the city at this moment, so we have to hurry up."

On the Shu Mountain, a mountain protection array had been opened. Invisible and qualitative energy fluctuations scattered in the air and continued to converge together. Finally, a huge formation rune light shield was formed to circle the entire Shu Mountain.

The Jiu Jianxian kept paced in the Shushan Hall, with an extremely anxious expression on his face and said to the sword saint who was sitting withered by the old monk: "Senior brother, it's time for this, are you still hesitating? Are you watching the demon army rage the world?"

The Sword Saint sighed softly and said, "We have encountered a great disaster that is difficult to encounter in tens of thousands of years. It is determined by fate and cannot be stopped by human power."

"Then let's stay on the mountain and do nothing. This is what you call the Tao?" The wine sword fairy didn't understand the sword saint's behavior at all and asked loudly.

The Sword Saint said softly: "Junior brother, have I asked you to find young men with excellent qualifications in the past two years? They are the fire seeds and hope. Just wait for Wang Ping's cultivation to break through the realm of immortals and the teleportation array can be used."

The Jiu Jianxian showed a sudden look and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that you had thought about it from the beginning. You didn't think about resisting, you just wanted to escape. You have been deceived by Wang Ping, and he naively thought that he could handle this disaster."

The sword saint was indifferent. He felt that he was not wrong. Today, Ji Chaos could not see anything clearly. Wang Ping's appearance gave him hope. He didn't know which powerful Wang Ping was reincarnated, but only Wang Ping could practice and become an immortal in a short period of time.

The Jiu Jianxian snorted, shook his Taoist robe and walked out of the hall. The Sword Saint asked, "Junior brother, where are you going?"

"I can't do as cold-blooded as you. There are many people near Shushan. I want to take them to Shushan together and can't watch them die."

The Sword Saint sighed and no longer paid attention to his actions. Everyone has their own pursuits. He was so clear about his junior brother's character. He decided to do something that even ten cows could not pull back.

A few days later, Li Fei broke through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul without any obstacles, almost reaching a perfect state. This was entirely due to the contribution of Diluo Fruit, otherwise he would have spent decades of hard practice.

As soon as he left the seclusion, Ling Yue came over and told him about the birth of the Demon Lord.

Li Fei frowned and said, "I thought I had a few years left, but I didn't expect the catastrophe to come so soon."

Ling Yue whispered: "Fellow Taoist, I will sit and transform myself soon, and I will completely hide the Fairy Spirit Island, but the people inside cannot come out. As a descendant of Nuwa, Ling'er has her own destiny, so she can only entrust her to fellow Taoist in the future.

Li Fei felt speechless when he heard this. You didn’t sit down early but didn’t sit down late. But if you chose this time, there would be such a coincidence.
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