40,000 Years of Cultivation

It was two and fifty-nine in the afternoon.

The trial is about to begin.

Tens of billions of citizens of the entire Xingyao Federation have broadcast live on Lingwang, closely following the war trial in Qingze City.

In the bustling big cities, the downtown of the past has become deserted and deserted. Everyone suspended the shuttle in mid-air and watched the live broadcast through the on-board light curtain.

Many pedestrians stood on the road, their necks stretched, their mouths widened, and they stared at the huge light curtain on the facade of the high-rise building.

These light curtains, which were originally used to display advertisements, were all switched to the Qingze City War Court, and aimed at the demon king's slinky face, with a slightly hideous face.

No one spoke loudly in the bustling teahouses, restaurants, and restaurants. Everyone clenched their fists and waited with bated breath for justice to come.

In the Star Federation, people only believe in a kind of justice.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, and blood for blood.

Headed by the demon king Bieu, twenty commanders of the demon race were all imprisoned under special restrictions, slowly rising from the underground in the center of the war court, exposed to the burning sight of a hundred thousand people.

According to thousands of husbands, he died without a disease. From the high king of the blood demon world to the prisoner, surrounded by 100,000 angry humans, he will soon be punished by human law. This sense of emptiness, which is not in his own hands, is a demon. Wang Bier has never experienced it.

It straightened its waist during the restraint, trying to exude a huge monster aura to frighten these tiny ants.

It's a pity that all its demon tendons have been severed, and there are still 1,800 lock demon nails inserted in its flesh and blood. Where can it still be worthy of a trace of demon energy?

When it discovered that a teenager sitting in the front row dared to akimbo, point his nose to swear, and spit at it, the majestic and majestic demon king finally wavered. .

It barked its teeth at the young man in a little panic, and then sat down in the center of the restraint in a daze.

It knows that its powerful, fierce, noble, and glorious life will be terminated by these insignificant ants.

At exactly three o'clock, the trial officially began.

Three war judges wearing blood-colored robes sat on the trial seat, first drew out the extremely sharp long swords around their waists, and lightly touched them on their foreheads.

This is also the custom of the Star Federation.

The judges of the war court are served by the most fierce, bloodthirsty, and craziest strong men in the military. They wear a red robe that is not variegated and as strong as blood. Before the court, they first touch their foreheads with a sharp blade to represent them. As the sharp edge of the federation, implementing the harshest laws of human civilization, the aliens who fall into their hands have only one fate, and that is death!

"Whhhhhhhhh!"

Dozens of huge light curtains appeared in the sky, all of which played scenes from the initial outbreak of the animal tide.

I saw that in the originally quiet and peaceful city, countless citizens were working, studying, entertaining, and spending.

The mother with the baby in her arms strolled leisurely on the tree-lined road, and there were young boys and girls who secretly skipped class and came out to talk about love in a secluded place.

Suddenly, countless manhole covers rose into the sky, and monsters gushing out like black spring water.

And at the exit of the underground crystal rail train, countless monsters spurted out, launching a **** slaughter.

Although the video is not accompanied by sound and all details are blurred, it can still make people feel the horror of the end.

In the center of a light curtain with white characters on a black background, the names of tens of thousands of victims are displayed, like a long river, quietly flowing, without end.

These videos have made the tens of billions of humans in the Federation furious.

Even Li Yao's breathing was extremely rapid, his fists clenched involuntarily, his face was burning with fire, and his chest was full of anger condensed into magma.

"One day, the torrent of iron and steel of our humanity will rush into the blood demon realm, and give back to you everything you scumbags have done a hundredfold!"

Li Yao thought silently.

The war judge began to read out the indictments of twenty Yaozu commanders, which lasted three full hours.

Starting from the second hour, the style of the screen changed, switching to a battle video of the military and the cultivator teaming up in street fighting.

After the entire federation was plunged into a dignified atmosphere for an hour, the **** battle video regained everyone's fighting spirit.

In the streets and alleys of every town and in the restaurants and teahouses, countless ordinary people cheered loudly for the bravery of the military and cultivators.

"Long live the EFF!"

"Long live the cultivator!"

"Long live the Star Federation!"

"Long live human civilization!"

Li Yao was also excited and bloody.

He still saw himself in the flashing picture.

After that was a fierce battle, he had a gray-headed face, only white teeth, carrying a six-barreled revolving bomber, smiling like a second fool.

Hearing everyone's heartfelt cheers, Li Yao suddenly realized that among the cheers that were made by hundreds of thousands of people and broke through the clouds, there was also a tiny bit of cheers made for him.

This makes him very, very, very proud.

As the picture gradually penetrated the ground, the battle began to go bloody.

In the underground battlefield meticulously constructed by the advanced monster race, countless strong men have fallen!

Especially during the final battle against the Demon King Bieu, seven practitioners of the foundation-building phase were killed by it, and a dozen others were seriously injured!

"Cultivation is not afraid of death, and if you are afraid of death, you will not cultivate!"

This is a sentence Yuan Manqiu often puts on his lips.

Up to this moment, Li Yao finally deeply realized the blood and sacrifices contained in the simple ten words.

Seeing the cultivators in the video who had risen to the top, desperately rushing towards the Demon King, Li Yao felt a deep sense of pride again.

"Being a cultivator and being with these heroes is really great!"

at last--

The trial lasted for five full hours, and the chief war judge once again drew out his sharp sword, pointing at the demon king Bieu and the nineteen demon generals.

"This court now pronounces that Demon King Bieu is guilty of war crimes, crimes against humanity, massacre... the death penalty shall be executed immediately, the demon soul will be dispersed, and he will never exceed his life!"

"The demon general Gulun, guilty of war crimes, crimes against humanity, mass murder... sentenced to death, executed immediately, the demon soul is scattered, and he will never be overborn!"

"The demon commander locks the mountain and commits war crimes, crimes against humanity, massacre... Sentenced to death, executed immediately, the demon soul is dispersed, and he will never be overborn!"

"Monster Qitian..."

After the sentence was pronounced, there was no nonsense, and the court instantly transformed into a execution ground, with a crystal execution platform floating beneath the ground, on which a huge array of hundreds of thousands of runes was outlined.

The spirit gathering and slaughtering demon formation can condense the aura of countless cultivators. After being compressed to the extreme, it will be shot out instantly, superimposing the power of countless low-level cultivators, and blasting out a huge energy comparable to the full blow of high-level cultivators!

The demon king Bieu was the first to be pushed to the execution stage.

Up to this moment, this Li still pretended to be calm, shaking his head and shaking his head, as if dismissing the spirit gathering and slaughtering demon formation.

The beating corners of his eyes completely betrayed its inner struggle.

There was a crystal ball in front of the five hundred low-level cultivators serving as executioners, and it began to flicker at this moment.

Li Yao's mind reverberated with the images of the beast tide rushing to the ground to slaughter, and the cultivators desperately rushing to the demon king Bieu in the last battle, and falling one after another.

He did not hesitate to press his hands against the crystal ball, his life burned to the limit, and his spiritual power was like a flood, rushing in crazily, and along the thick crystal line pipeline, he gathered on the gathering spirit slaughter monster formation.

"wave!"

Above the Spirit Gathering Demon Slaying Array, a small ball of light appeared, as if possessing life, trembling slightly, expanding continuously, becoming more and more dazzling, like a small sun rising slowly.

This is the huge psychic power that five hundred low-level monks burned their lives and gathered together!

The five hundred ordinary people selected by the lottery also had a crystal ball in front of them, which also began to flicker, drawing the outline of a palm.

This is a special trigger system. When five hundred ordinary people put all their palms on the crystal ball, the huge psychic energy on the head of Demon King Bieu will suddenly explode, killing it completely.

This means that five hundred ordinary people "personally" killed the culprit, avenging their relatives who died in the animal tide!

Until this moment, the demon king Bieu finally screamed hoarse:

"Only you ants are worthy to kill this king?"

"Wait, Qingze City is just the beginning. One day, the Monster Beast Empire will rise again in the endless sea of ​​stars. You ants are destined to be the food and slaves of the Monster Race, slaves, slaves!"

What responded to it was a slight "didi" sound.

"drop!"

Yao Guifen, a middle-aged female worker in the Second Woolen Textile Factory of Qingze City, triggered the Fu Zhen.

"drop!"

Mao Xiaowei, a student from Class 1 and 3 of the 12th Middle School in Qingze City, triggered the Fu Zhen.

"drop!"

Yang Shuigen, owner and chef of Hongxing Farmers Market, Yidong Road, Qingze City, triggered Fu Zhen.

"Dididididididi!"

Five hundred ordinary people put their palms on the crystal ball.

The Spirit Gathering Demon Slaying Array was completely excited, the ball of light jumped, stretched into a long and narrow light arrow, and instantly pierced the head of the Demon King Bieu.

The roar of the Demon King Bieu stopped abruptly, and replaced by a screaming scream. The huge and unmatched psychic energy rushed right and left in its head, smashing the entire skull in an instant, making its face extremely distorted.

The demon king Bieu's figure kept swelling, but it showed its original shape under the excitement of severe pain. It was a giant beast that was more than ten meters long and resembled a hybrid between a dragon and a lizard.

No matter how hard it struggles and jumps, it is always locked tightly by the restraint. In the end, the body stops swelling, but its head gets bigger and bigger, and weird bulges appear one after another.

"Bobo Bobo!"

The bulge burst, countless auras mixed with plasma blasted out, and the head of Demon King Bieu exploded.

"Boom!"

At the same time, a thunderstorm exploded in the sky, and there was a patter of rain.

Seeing the steadily stiff body of the Demon King Bieu in the drizzle, Li Yao was extremely excited, and his trembling hands couldn't calm down.

Before coming to Qingze City, he never thought that he would have the opportunity to kill a demon king with his own hands.

"Today, I just beheaded a demon king as a torturer on the execution ground."

"But one day, I will hold a peerless sword in my hand and slaughter the Demon King as a pig and dog on the real battlefield!"

"The battle of Qingze City has passed, and a new journey is in sight. There are still more than three months to get another ten thousand points. It is not impossible, but we must work hard, work hard, work hard!"

"For the sake of dreams, go forward!"