Hundreds of thousands of demonic armies are raging across the Mangzhou area.

Even an army with strict military orders cannot enforce orders and prohibitions under such circumstances, let alone a demon clan that is loose and tyrannical.

These demon cultivators stepped into human territory for the first time.

They had long heard about the richness and beauty of the sky, but it wasn't until they stepped foot on this land that they discovered what the so-called richness and beauty were like - it was simply better than they had ever imagined.

It's hundreds of times better.

This greatly stimulated them and made the eyes of these demon cultivators turn red.

There were dozens of demon cultivators at the fifth level who quietly broke away from the large army, burst into a nearby small city with shrill laughter, and spoke in an incomprehensible language.

This small city was far away from the east-west battle line drawn by the demon king, so the demon army did not point its butcher knife at them.

But this team was temporarily separated from most of the demonic cultivators, preparing to plunder this small town and at the same time give vent to the wild nature in their hearts.

There is not much resistance in the small town.

Their "high-level" monks had already left the city and actively sought death a few days ago.

Moreover, even if these people are here, they cannot stop these dozens of fifth-level demon cultivators.

Because, a small town is really just a small town.

The demon cultivators went straight into the small town.

In the small town, the mortals who had no time to evacuate had already closed their doors and windows.

How could it be possible for mere doors and windows to stop the ferocious demons?

boom!

The door panel of an elegant small courtyard was kicked open by a demon cultivator, and a woman's exclamation came from inside the house.

The demon cultivator burst in with a strong smell of blood. In the room, an old man whose cultivation level was no higher than Foundation Establishment held his magic weapon, preparing to fight the demon cultivator desperately.

But when he was glared at by the ferocious-looking demon cultivator, his blood was boiling and he could no longer mobilize any spiritual power.

There were three people in the small courtyard. In addition to the old man who built the foundation, there were also two women, one old and one young.

The old one is the first wife of the old man who built the foundation, and the young woman is the old man's daughter-in-law.

The young daughter-in-law kept her head down, not daring to look at the demons.

Not because of fear.

But it was because of her husband, the old man's son, and their common pride. That man in the Nascent Soul stage took the initiative to go out of the city to fight against the demon cultivators not long ago, and then never came back.

Her eyes were filled with uncontrollable hatred.

Therefore, she did not dare to look up, lest the demons would notice her gaze and injure the two old people.

This magic cultivator babbled in a language that the old man could not understand, and the old man did not know what he meant.

Finally, the demon cultivator also realized that he was acting like a chicken. With a cruel look on his face, he suddenly looked at the woman next to him who was bowing his head, with a smile on his face, licked his lips and walked up.

The woman thought that she could hide her emotions by lowering her head, but little did she know that the hatred in her eyes had already been clearly seen by this demon with a strong observation ability.

The demonic cultivator, who had originally unleashed the ferocious beast in his heart because of the massacre, grew evil and fearless, and his greedy eyes like a vulture roamed back and forth on the woman's body, especially those with uneven parts that stayed the longest.

The look on Mo Xiu's face was enough for people to understand his thoughts even if he couldn't understand the language.

Old Man Ji Zhu's hands and feet began to tremble.

An unprecedented anger arose in his heart.

The spiritual power in the old man's body that could not be mobilized due to the pressure of the demonic cultivator began to flow again under the urging of this anger.

He roared sadly and rushed forward using the magic weapon in his hand.

"I'll blame your ancestors!"

In response to the old man's angry attack, the demon cultivator just laughed with disdain.

If anger can help an old man in the Foundation Establishment Realm kill a fifth-level demon cultivator, then this battle is still a fart?

The demon cultivator waved his hand back casually.

Rolling demonic energy surged out of his hands.

But the old man did not die.

But the demon cultivator died.

Of course, it was not the old man who killed the fifth-grade demon cultivator.

He is just an ordinary old man, not the protagonist in any biographical novel.

Even for the protagonist in the biographical novel, there is no such thing as establishing the foundation to kill the fifth grade.

A red dot appeared between the demon cultivator's eyebrows, and he fell straight down.

A sword light soared into the air from the back of the demon cultivator's head.

The sword clanked and the chanting continued.

A man who was also very old quietly stepped into this small courtyard.

He looked at the demon cultivator who was dying and spit on his corpse.

The old man and two women on the side knelt on the ground and kowtowed to express their gratitude to the savior.

The old man recalled his sword and helped them up again, "No need to be polite."

He added: "There are still many demon cultivators in the city, and I am going to deal with them now."

The old man Ji Zhu understood immediately and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. I won't waste your time anymore."

The old man nodded slightly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Sir, can you tell me your name?" The voice of the old man Ji Zhu came from behind him. "If it is possible, I will set up a longevity tablet for you at home to thank you for saving your life."

"There's no need for the Immortality Card," the old man shook his head and said, "As for the name, my name is..."

"John Doe."

He was once a monk at Longchengguan.

Later, he retired from Longcheng Pass and became the owner of "Feiyan Jianli".

But when Zhongling needs him, he will still be a monk at Longchengguan.

This is true even if Longcheng Pass has fallen.

He traveled through hardships and hardships, from a lonely border town to the bustling western front.

Along the way, he has killed nearly ten fifth-grade demon cultivators.

The already somewhat unfamiliar methods of killing enemies became proficient again.

Killing has long been in the blood of sword cultivators.

He strode out of the small courtyard.

He still has things to do.

There are still many demon cultivators wreaking havoc in the city.

He wants to kill these demon cultivators one by one who have been immersed in plunder.

Chang Youfu, your master is not lying to you.

Your master is really strong.

.........

The first person who can save Zhongling is the Zhongling monk himself.

But to turn the tide before it collapses and to support the building from collapse, incomparable courage and strong will alone are not enough.

Because in order to win this spiritual battle, what is needed is some miracles, what is needed is truly powerful and unrivaled power.

.......

Jiansong Yishuitai.

The corpses of Tianpeng and Zhuzhao fell together.

The corpses of the Huanling Sect monks were scattered everywhere, and even some were floating in the Yi River, gradually drifting away with the flow of the water.

In this battle with the first wave of Huanling Sect monks led by Master Zhuzhao, Peak Master Haoran has achieved a complete victory.

But the battle is far from over.

The inner demon has three souls.

Master Zhuzhao and his pet Tianpeng are actually the souls of a ninth-level demon cultivator from the Heart Demon Tribe, Black Light.

In just a moment, the black light destroyed both souls.

The black light that sensed the death of his two souls was furious, but also couldn't hide his shock.

He immediately informed the White Tiger Master of the news.

The sword sect's cross-domain teleportation array must be destroyed.

Although, they did not think that Jian Zong would take such a big risk to come to support Zhong Ling.

Although, they don't think anything can be changed by Jian Zong's arrival.

But for this most powerful Taoist sect in the world, these demons are still more or less afraid of him.
To be continued...