Chapter 194 The Great Demons Living in the Snowy Mountains

Piles of monsters died in the killing of practitioners, blood stained the city and the white bone forest everywhere. From the plunderers to the slaughtered, a huge contrast began to fall on the monsters in the northern region.

Countless demons and demons will fall from the war, so the demon kings who sit in the city as kings also begin to be anxious. Their cultivation is profound and can be transformed when they reach the realm of the demon king, and they can become adults after transformation, so they began to stand out of the war and face the hunting of practitioners.

It was a war that even great practitioners could not resist. Hundreds of demon kings suddenly came to the world. They were born cruel, ruthless, and killed at people.

Countless practitioners and great practitioners died in the war, filled with blood and bones everywhere. They buried their bodies under the cruel demon king and turned into the dust of the years.

The great practitioners began to retreat and retreat from the blood station. When the demon kings saw their advantage, they couldn't help but feel much, and still did not raise the heart of restraint; they wantonly killed the people of time, killed those tenacious and resisted them, and their hands were stained with endless blood.

The fall of the demon king, a practitioner with no resistance, suddenly caused an uproar in the world. Even the four ancient sects of ancient sects were shocked by this. In fact, the Cangmingzong, who was originally in Zhongzhou, was the most surprised. After all, they were very close to those demon kings and got the news most quickly.

Thousands of years ago, the Cangming Sect was not as powerful as it is now, and there were only 50 elders, but at that time, the old suzerain was particularly strong and his cultivation was against the sky, so he ordered the sect of elders to go to the battlefield to fight against the demon king, but the effect was not good. After all, with their strength alone, it was not enough to fight against hundreds of demon kings.

After a big war, the elders of Cangmingzong killed dozens of demon kings, but their own damage was also very great. In fact, nearly ten of the elders who broke through the five realms died, and two of them also reached the pictogram.

In the face of such a war that injured the enemy and lost 800, Cangming Sect is certainly the most powerful and ancient sect in the world, but it began to be unable to support it. Therefore, the patriarch of Cangming had no choice but to issue a call and began to gather the strong men of the world's major sects to gather in Cangming Mountain to discuss ways to resist monsters.

The four ancient sects have existed for thousands of years. Among them, the Cangming Sect was created by that mysterious man, with a profound background. They have the power to temporarily come to the world, so the other three sects sent nearly 30 elders to gather in Cangming Mountain.

It was a prosperous era, and almost all the most powerful forces in the world had been concentrated in Cangming Mountain. Each elder's cultivation was enough beyond the five realms. They fought for the balance of the world and jointly resisted hundreds of demon kings in the northern region.

The war has been deadlocked for a long time. The landslides and the mountains and rivers have become pale. Hundreds of demon kings fought against practitioners from nearly one hundred and five realms. Even at the last cruel moment, the patriarch Cangming personally went to the battlefield, blood bladed several anti-sky demon kings and flattened the large snow mountains on the demon field, which flattened those snow mountains from the demon plain. All the monsters gushed out of it rushed back to the northern region.

After a cruel killing, both the practitioners in the world and the monster frenzy in the northern region were scarred. The vitality of both sides was greatly damaged, and their bones had already been mountains, and blood-stained endless rivers.

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Although the records handed down from the cruel war a thousand years ago have not been lost, it is not something that every ordinary practitioner can know. Lin Yi does not know about it, and Zhu Moyang does not know these things. Only Chao Ge, who has turned over the Cangming Forbidden Code, may have seen it.

Chaoge secretly reads the forbidden code and violates the rules and taboos. Even if he knows these things, how can he talk about them everywhere? So even if he knows these secrets, it doesn't have much impact on people.

On the wilderness, between the endless grass, the black figure still shuttles in the wilderness, under the sky.

He killed the monsters with a knife without mercy, regardless of the blood splashing from the monster's body soaked in the black robe. He just cut the big knife with cold light in his hand to the bodies of those living monsters and cut off their heads.

This demon field is vast, and the green grass field is like an oasis. However, at this moment, the grass field has been killed by the black figure, and the blood road leads to the deep out of the demon field, leading to the mountain that is still full of white snow even in the hot summer.

The black figure is indestructible and his hands are stained with endless animal blood. He is tireless and keeps killing in the wilderness, and even cuts out the gap with the big knife.

A thousand years ago, there was a war between humans and demons.

Thousands of years later, a man fought with the demon clan.

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"First seat, there is bad news ahead."

In a hall made of white bones, a middle-aged man approached from outside the hall. He walked in a hurry and looked a little anxious.

In the middle of the White Bone Hall, a man with thick eyebrows sat in it. His face was silent and his face was fierce. It could be seen that he was a very strong man, and his cultivation was even more unfathomable.

"Hing Hu, what on earth is it that makes you so anxious?"

The man with thick eyebrows was light, as if he didn't care about the bad news in Xing Hu's mouth at all. He only wiped a white bone sickle with some unknown animal skin and said calmly on his face.

Xing Hu is the leader of the demon clan and also the close person next to the first one. They are all human-shaped demons among thousands of monsters. They are in a white bone temple in the vast snowy mountains. However, Xing Hu's face is still a little ugly after hearing the question of the first one and said, "Look back, according to the little unified in front of them. According to the report, the first human-like practitioner in the wilderness is constantly coming to me.

When the head heard Xing Hu's words, he stopped wiping his white bone sickle. He raised his head slightly, looked at Xing Hu in the hall with thought, and then said, "A practitioner?"

"Exact!" Xing Hu answered respectfully with a fist, and then said, "According to the report of the small leader, this man has a deep cultivation. Now he has already broken through the third line of defense in the wilderness, and the wind wolf family has already been wiped out by him. Obviously, the rest of the wind wolves dare not dare to come forward to stop it."

When the first adult heard this, he seemed to be a little surprised by Xing Hu's words, so he asked again, "He really has only one person to kill the fourth line of defense of our family on his own?"

When Xing Hu heard the first question, how could he dare to hide it? Then he continued, "It's true that he is the only one."

"It seems that this man is still interested. Don't worry about him for the time being. I'd like to see if he can cross several lines of defense in the wilderness." The first seat spoke lightly, but his thick eyebrows frowned slightly. He looked at the white bone sickle in his hand, as if he had thought of something, and then said to Xing Hu, "Xing Hu, how long has it been since someone broke into my wilderness last time?"

Xing Hu was a little stunned when he heard the first one suddenly asked this question, but he was very smart, and then replied, "When I look back, it has been a hundred years since the last practitioner entered my wilderness."

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