Chapter 79 The Devil from the Abyss Has Been Out of Order
Chapter 79 The Devil from the Abyss (I heard that all those who subscribed are single!)
The other demon-slaying guards reported one after another, but the contents were mostly the same.
They were chased by monsters and hid in the ancestral hall.
The monster broke the formation and rushed in.
Li Dagou took out the wooden sword and exploded, killing the monster.
Liu Sandao pondered.
At first, when he saw the big pit, he speculated that the opponent could kill the Nine Moon Demon Chan with one strike, and that he might be a high-level Xuan-level or Earth-level master.
But, looking at it now, I'm afraid it's more than that.
The other party didn't take any action at all. He just gave the villagers a few wooden swords and killed the Xuan-level September Demonic Chan.
They checked the sawdust at the site and found that it was just ordinary pine wood that could be found everywhere, with nothing special about it.
This kind of strength is not something that ordinary people can achieve.
Not to mention myself, even my master and the Earth-level demon-slaying guard couldn't do it.
Could it be that he is a high-level earth-level or even heaven-level being?
But, haven’t you heard of any new heaven-level masters using swords recently?
Tian level is already a high-level force in the human race.
Every additional one is something worthy of universal celebration.
There's no way he doesn't know.
"Is this the swordsman from Chang'an City?"
If it came from there, it's really possible.
If this was really the case, it would be impossible for him to recruit his own team.
Liu Sandao couldn't help but feel pity.
Xu Changan, who was eating roast chicken, had no idea that he had turned into a swordsman from Chang'an City.
Seeing that Liu Sandao was silent, Wang Ba couldn't help but asked curiously:
"Boss, is it really possible that a few wooden swords killed the Xuan-level September Demonic Chan?
That is the September Monster Cicada. If our team encounters it, we will probably die a lot.
How many wooden swords can these mortals kill the September Demonic Chan?
I don’t think it’s possible!
The "Shocking Thunder" that we spent a lot of points to redeem some time ago can only kill ninth-level beings.
It’s even difficult to blow up the Xuan level!”
"It's possible!" Liu Sandao nodded.
"A really powerful big shot, not to mention a wooden sword, can kill a person even if he just picks a piece of grass!
I was lucky enough to see a guardian take action. He casually pulled a branch and shot the demon king directly."
Suddenly, the communication jade in Liu Sandao's hand vibrated slightly, but he remained calm.
"Okay, stop chatting, go clean up the battlefield and help the villagers rebuild the village!
The minced meat of the September Demonic Cicada was also collected and brought back to the Demon Slayer Division for study.
I'll go outside and see if I've missed anything else!"
"yes!"
Wang Ba and the other demon-slaying guards nodded in agreement and began to help the villagers rebuild, especially the village's protective formation, which had been destroyed and needed to be rearranged.
They are still busy!
Those who were repairing the formation couldn't help but chat.
"Hey, bastard, what you said is true or false? Is their wooden sword really made by a heaven-level swordsman?"
"Go away, you are the bastard, call me a nickname Ba Ba!
Even if that wooden sword wasn't made at the heaven level, it was at least made by a high-level earth-level boss. Didn't you listen to what the villagers said?
Immortals from Chang'an. People who can come out of Chang'an City are at least prefecture-level existences!"
"Where is Chang'an City? Why haven't I heard of this city?"
Wang Ba glanced around, quietly approached, and explained.
"I'm just telling you, don't tell anyone!
Chang'an City was the central city of the human race in the past, but it was plotted by demons and ghosts. The entire city fell and countless people died.
Later the capital was moved to Luoyang.
In that battle, it is said that several guardians died!
The entire city of Chang'an, with tens of millions of people dead, became a hell on earth.
In that place, below the earth level, death is certain.
Above the earth level, there is also a narrow escape from death.
This is the shame of my human race, and no one usually knows about it. I discovered it accidentally in a book, don’t say I told you!"
At this moment, Liu Sandao had arrived outside the village and saw the figure that looked like an immortal. Outside the Burial Sword Village.
The moonlight was cold and cold, covering the earth with a layer of white frost.
Zhou Shuyue stood under the wooden sign at the entrance of the village, her hair floating in the night wind, giving off a faint fragrance.
Although he wore a mask, his graceful figure still made Liu Sandao feel relaxed and happy.
But he quickly closed his eyes.
He knew very well that such an existence was not something he could covet!
"Liu Sandao, the yellow-level captain of the Demon Slayer Division, pays homage to your lord.
Sir, when we arrived, the September Demonic Chan had already been killed!
It is suspected that a sword cultivator from Chang'an City took action. The specific situation requires further investigation!
One hundred and seventy-three villagers died in the Burial Sword Village, leaving sixty-eight people.
Reconstruction work is currently underway."
Liu Sandao spoke one by one, reporting all the information, including speculation.
Zhou Shuyue just listened indifferently and breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the September Demonic Chan was killed.
If this kind of monster cannot be eliminated, the problem will be huge.
"That's good, check carefully to make sure there is nothing missing.
I have something else to do, so I'll leave first.
You deal with the subsequent aftermath!"
With that said, Zhou Shuyue was ready to leave.
Xu Changan is still on the mountain. If he leaves for too long, he will become suspicious.
Although, she and Xu Changan were destined not to be together in the end.
But, she sounds like her current life.
It can be regarded as stealing a few days of leisure.
Seeing Zhou Shuyue about to leave, Liu Sandao asked:
"Sir, do you need to report the Sword Immortal of Chang'an City?"
Zhou Shuyue frowned slightly. Based on what she just said, she was almost certain that these people must have misunderstood.
What Li Dagou was talking about should be Xu Changan's Chang'an, not the Chang'an of Chang'an City.
However, these people did not know that there was such a person as Xu Changan.
In addition, the matter in Chang'an City is also relatively sensitive, so I couldn't help but think in this direction.
Zhou Shuyue hesitated for a moment.
How would he feel if Xu Changan came out of the mountain and learned that he was a swordsman?
He couldn't help but reveal a wicked smile.
"Just report him and register him. No need to search for him. I know him!"
After saying that, Zhou Shuyue disappeared like a wisp of breeze.
"Yes, sir!"
After receiving Zhou Shuyue's affirmation, Liu Sandao felt that his guess was correct.
The person who made the wooden sword really thought he was a swordsman!
He didn't know Zhou Shuyue's specific identity, but those who could come up with the top secret order were not mortals.
Anyone who can know such a person is also not a mortal.
A swordsman from Chang'an City is qualified for this status.
In this case, let's make arrangements later and let them publicize it.
This is a method commonly used by demon slayers.
No one doesn't like fame and fortune.
Even if he says he doesn't like it, he will still be happy when he is really praised.
This gave the Demon Slayer Division an opportunity to win over.
The morning light is faint, and the purple air comes from the east.
After one night, the buildings in the village have been basically restored, and the formations have been repaired.
A group of people from the Demon Slayer Division packed their things and prepared to leave.
They can't be perfect.
The remaining pain needs to be adjusted by the villagers themselves.
After they left, they were buried in the ancestral hall of Jian Village.
The stone statue with a dragon head and human body slowly cracked, and a few wisps of black smoke came out along the cracks.
Looking at the stone statue with a dragon head and human body, he showed an evil smile.
"Stupid guy, joining us is the most correct choice and is in line with the principles of heaven and earth.
Is it useful to suppress us desperately?
You are dead, and we are still alive!"
"This world will eventually return to darkness, and we are the eternal existence.
Hahaha, in this colorful world, I, Lu Shengru Shui, am back again, and this time, I will destroy you with my own hands!"
A few wisps of black smoke looked at the stone statue with a dragon head and human body, and mocked without hesitation.
He shouted excitedly with his mouth giggling.
Fortunately, the villagers were busy dealing with funeral arrangements and no one was here. Otherwise, one would really think that they were a group of madmen who were overly sad.
Just when they were excited, a little girl walked in. It was Li Dagou's sister, Li Wenqiu.
There were still tears on her delicate little face.
But her tone was neither humble nor arrogant.
Even, looking at these black shadows with a feeling of looking down.
"Although you are alive, there is not much difference between you and dead.
They're just a bunch of garbage that's just lingering on, they're nothing more than shameless trash!"
"You bastard! How dare you laugh at my great demon clan and seek death!"
A wisp of black smoke suddenly dispersed and turned into a large net, heading towards Li Wenqiu's net.
Wherever it passed, even the air made a "chichi" sound, as if it could not withstand its corrosion.
But Li Wenqiu didn't even raise his eyebrows.
With her white little hand, she slapped him away with a backhand.
The black net shattered, most of the black smoke dissipated, and the demon inside flowed out.
They look like humans but have demonic bones, they look like demons but have ghost faces, they look like ghosts but have divine hearts, they look like gods but have demonic nature.
Demon clan.
All races fell into the abyss and became a unique race.
Condensing all the evil in the world, he became the devil of all races in the world.
It was just sealed once and never appeared again.
I didn't expect that he would appear here now, and that he would be slapped by Li Wenqiu and his prototype would be destroyed.
Li Wenqiu is only about 1.2 meters tall, but at this moment, he seems as tall as a mountain.
"Demon clan, haha!"
Li Wenqiu's laughter was a naked mockery, but the demon clan guy dared not speak out in anger.
They knew that Li Wenqiu had already held back just now.
Otherwise, they will be completely destroyed in form and spirit by being photographed.
"Who the hell are you?"
Lu Shengru Shui asked tremblingly.
His body looks like a deer, but his body is like water and can flow freely.
This is a special race, but it was exterminated after falling into the abyss with him.
He is the only one who is still alive. Although he has been sealed for thousands of years, he is still extremely powerful.
Especially with the special power of the abyss, they can also challenge higher levels.
To put it bluntly, although his current strength is weak, he has no fear when facing a heaven-level one.
But the girl in front of me appeared so quietly that I didn't notice it at all.
The moment she just started, she didn't even have a chance to react.
That feeling of powerlessness.
If she hadn't kept her hand, Lu Shengru Shui had no doubt that even in his prime, he might not have been his opponent.
However, thousands of years ago, there was no news of such existence.
Can such a powerful being be born within a thousand years?
Lu Shengru Shui thought a lot, but he couldn't figure out the origin of Li Wenqiu.
Li Wenqiu's voice still had a childish tone, but her words were irresistible.
"You're not qualified to know yet.
Where is the thing I want? Have you brought it?"
"Something? What something?"
Lu Shengru Shui was stunned and looked at the other demons.
But they all looked confused.
Li Wenqiu raised his head slightly, "It means you didn't bring it with you, right?"
She slowly approached, and with every step she took, the aura of Lu Shengru Shui and others dissipated.
After one step, Lu Shengru Shui's figure suddenly retreated, as if he had been hit hard.
Three steps later, Lu Shengru Shui's body was cracked, like a porcelain doll.
Five steps later, Lu Sheng was broken into three parts like water, and each part of his body was squirming, trying to merge back together.
But Li Wenqiu is still moving forward.
"Stop it! It's not easy to get these trash out."
A wisp of black smoke emerged from the stone statue again.
However, this wisp of black smoke is purer and more evil.
The moment it appeared, even the surrounding air dropped several degrees.
There was a thunder in the sky.
Li Wenqiu's raised steps stopped in the air.
He tilted his head and asked cutely, "What do I need?"
Hei Yan sighed, and a black crystal stone appeared inside.
It was as dark as ink, and even the surrounding light was sucked away by the crystals.
Li Wenqiu's hand just caught the spar, "Chichi!"
Upon contact, the crystal was like a red-hot soldering iron, corroding Li Wenqiu's little hands.
But as if she didn't notice it, she looked at it carefully many times before putting it away.
Slowly retracted the foot in the air.
Lu Sheng, Ru Shui and other demons were breathing heavily.
I thought that their return to the human world would be the beginning of their glory.
But I didn't expect that I didn't have time to be happy yet.
In just a few seconds, they felt that death was so close.
A few wisps of black smoke separated from it, wrapping up Lu Shengru Shui and recovering from their injuries.
However, I never dared to wander in front of Li Wenqiu again.
"I've given you something, and you must do what you promised us!"
Li Wenqiu walked out without looking back, and heard her faint voice.
"Sixty-seven, no, sixty-six bodies in the village can be given to you.
Remember, the man in the hut in the east of the village is my brother, don’t touch him!"
After saying that, Li Wenqiu disappeared!
As she spoke, she used her thin body to carry Li Dagou on her back, and walked towards the outside of the village step by step with difficulty.
Not long after, shrill screams came from the Buried Sword Village, their voices reaching the top of their lungs.
But it quickly disappeared.
A few children walked to the entrance of the village and looked at the people of the Demon Slayer Division who were leaving in the distance, with a cold light in their eyes that even adults did not have.
"Demon Slayer Division, it's been thousands of years, and it's still so annoying! Lord Lu Shengru Shui, should we just kill them all!"
A girl said proudly, a strange look that did not belong to her age flashed between her eyebrows.
It is the devil that has taken over the bodies of these children.
Land and water occupy a little boy.
A few traces of evil flashed through his eyes, and he looked at the hut in the east of the village with some fear.
Li Wenqiu is right there.
"It's not necessary. Killing them will only alert the enemy.
We want to seize the time to recover. Once we recover, we still have a lot to do!"
Lu Shengru Shui looked at the Sword Tomb not far away. That mountain was where the formation's eye was.
A group of children disappeared.
Buried Sword Village seems to have become a no-man's land.
In the hut in the east of the village, Li Wenqiu looked outside. She could not see anything, but she seemed to know everything.
With a hint of evil in the corner of his mouth, he turned around and went back to the house, looking at Li Dagou who was seriously injured and unconscious.
A rare touch of tenderness.
"Brother, let's go find Chang'an Immortal to save you!"