The first thousand nine hundred and forty-seven chapters
Yanxu, Misty Valley.
There is a huge magic nest here, shaped like an ancient palace, covering an area of more than a thousand acres, and looking like a mountain from a distance.
It's just that this palace doesn't have any sense of grandeur. Instead, it's eerie and scary. Just looking at it makes you feel numb.
Since the emergence of the Demon Nest, all the creatures in this area have fled, because once they approach this place, they can feel the murderous aura coming towards them.
It was as if invisible sharp blades were slicing the flesh, and iron brushes were scraping the internal organs, which was so painful that one could not bear to die.
Under such circumstances, the creatures would naturally avoid it.
Even those wild demon servants did not dare to approach this place easily to avoid being injured by this tragic evil spirit.
Not long after, another vision appeared, and the noise became louder and louder.
Armed soldiers and iron horses, the sound of killing shook the sky, and scenes of battlefield fighting, like mirages, appeared from time to time in the square in front of the palace.
When a demon hunter came closer to take a closer look, he found that the mirage-like scene had turned into reality in the blink of an eye.
An ancient soldier wearing a famous helmet and holding an icy blade emerged from the huge demon nest, exuding a strong smell of blood.
Seeing the livid and pale faces of these soldiers, you knew that they were definitely not alive, otherwise they would not be like the zombies in the ancient tombs, with the fangs at the corners of their lips being more than an inch long.
After these soldiers appeared, they attacked nearby villages and towns, hung the captured humans on thousands of wooden stakes, and allowed them to scream and wail.
On weekdays, demon soldiers would use this as a target to practice archery and spear throwing, causing the captives to endure various tortures, but it was extremely difficult to die because of the demonic energy.
Therefore, the screams are endless and can be heard for more than ten miles, making people's hair stand on end.
The military has already deployed troops to guard this place, facing off against the demon servants dressed as ancient soldiers.
Although he heard screams day and night and saw the Demon Lord right in front of him, he had no intention of attacking and rescuing him.
Those demon servants didn't seem to pay attention to the military soldiers at all. They continued to practice every day, and the shouts of killing shook the heaven and earth, making the soldiers responsible for defense tremble with fear.
They all had a strange feeling, as if these demon servants were like cruel butchers, sharpening their butcher knives day and night, and then killing themselves at the right time.
Just when this worry was getting more and more serious, something suddenly happened in the Demon Nest, and more intense shouts of killing suddenly came, the sound making the dark clouds above the head tremble.
The soldiers responsible for the defense were shocked and quickly observed carefully, fearing that these demons would rush out of the demon nest.
As a result, they discovered with astonishment on their faces that at some point, a human youth had appeared in the Demon Nest.
At this time, the young man was holding a sword and kept moving forward as if strolling in a leisurely way. Facing the terrifying enemies coming like a tide, the expression on his face never changed.
Those ferocious demons that were invincible in the eyes of the soldiers were like paper under his sword, and they were chopped to the ground in pieces.
After falling to the ground, it turned into smoke and dust and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
The soldiers were astonished. This terrible attack method had far exceeded the lethality caused by guns and weapons.
No one can believe that a cold weapon can have such terrifying power, it is simply unbelievable.
Just when those demon servant formations were destroyed, hybrid demons wearing black armor and filled with demonic aura rushed out.
They either rode tall war horses and charged towards him brandishing weapons, or they flew into the sky and used weapons such as bows and arrows to shoot towards the young man.
The sky and the earth are sealed and airtight.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the strength of these hybrid demons is far greater than that of ordinary demon servants. It is not an exaggeration to say that one is equal to a hundred.
But in front of this young man, they were still like chickens and dogs, being killed at will by the young man wielding his sword.
Obviously, their strength is only compared to that of demon servants and ordinary people, but there is no difference at all in the eyes of this young man.
The soldiers who were watching were extremely excited, their faces were full of intoxication, and their bodies were trembling slightly.
They don't know how strong the mysterious young man is, but one thing is certain, among the tens of thousands of demons besieging him, none of them can be his opponent.
If the human race had more masters like this, why would they worry about this once-in-a-thousand-year catastrophe? But the question is, can he alone eradicate the entire demon nest?"
This thought arose in the minds of the soldiers, but they felt a little incredible. In their imagination, this was absolutely impossible.
But what happened next made these soldiers realize that they had no idea how strong the real strong men were!
After a fierce fight, almost all the hybrid demons were killed, and the real owner of the palace's demon nest finally appeared at this moment.
This demon king wore a golden armor, the weapon in his hand was a purple-gold sword, and he had a crown on his head.
After it appeared, the entire sky was almost covered by a sea of blood, and the smell of blood became even stronger.
This sea of blood seemed to be upside down in the sky. In the thick sea water, there were faintly the faces of countless wronged souls.
They were struggling and howling, as if they wanted to escape from the shackles of this sea of blood, but no matter how hard they tried, it was of no avail.
During this period, the resentment released by these souls continued to fall like rain and mist, and was then absorbed by the demon king, making the bloody and murderous aura on his body more intense.
The deaths and injuries of the demon servants around him were not taken seriously by this demon king at all. It seemed that except for him, all living beings were ants.
Like an emperor, the Demon Lord's gaze swept over Tang Zhen's body, his expression neither happy nor sad, showing no emotion.
As a former emperor, even if he transformed into a demon, he still retains this temperament.
But then it pointed the long sword in its hand directly at the young man in front of it.
"I won't kill the nameless people with my sword, tell me your name!"
The young man showed a playful smile, looked at the Demon Lord, and shook his head gently.
"You want to know my name, but you're not qualified enough!"
The Demon Lord didn't seem to care when he heard this, he just shook the sword in his hand slightly, and then struck straight at Tang Zhen.
"In this case, I don't even bother to know. From today on, you will become a resentful soul with no peace in my sea of blood!
At this point, you are qualified!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword struck, and the entire sky seemed to be cut by the sharp blade, tearing a huge gap.
This crack extends continuously, with a length of several kilometers, and objects it touches instantly turn into fly ash.
The crack lasted for more than ten breaths before slowly disappearing. This situation is enough to show that the opponent's strength is not far from the Spirit Emperor realm.
Perhaps with just a suitable opportunity, it can break through its current realm and become a truly powerful Demon Emperor.
But after meeting Tang Zhen, all this will come to naught. Even if it has great potential, it is destined to have no possibility of further development.
Among the thousands of planes, there are countless talented people, but only a few of them have truly grown up.
Especially for the Loucheng monks, the so-called geniuses in various planes are not much different from ordinary enemies.
Perhaps the opponent's potential is higher, or his performance is more amazing, but as long as he is his enemy, he will eventually fall under the sword.
The battle that followed was no longer on a level that ordinary people could understand. The onlookers felt dazzled, as if the entire earth and sky were about to collapse.
After all the waves dissipated, they saw only the young man standing there, and all the demon servants around him disappeared.
As for the previously arrogant Demon King, he had already knelt down on the ground in front of him, his head rolling into the dust.
After casually refining the opponent's corpse, Tang Zhen once again collected all the precious materials in the Demon's Nest. As for those materials that he looked down upon, he never paid attention to them.
After telling the middle-aged monks the information and asking them to clean the devil's nest, Tang Zhen turned around and left directly, heading to the next devil's nest.