Cultivation Began Three Years Ago

Yanhong North District, r area.

In the dilapidated buildings, the corpses of many humans and monsters lie lying on the ground, and the blood of bright red and dark green blends with each other on this lifeless land.

"Tap-tap-tap."

Unhurried footsteps sounded, and a soft-looking boy walked out of a blind corner of the street.

He was wearing a suit and tuxedo, with a thin figure, and the leather shoes under his feet were stepping on a strange corpse.

"Well, it's really a moving force."

The boy muttered to himself, he suddenly looked at the group of corpses not far away, with a strange smile, and walked step by step.

Quietly, countless small shadows, like chains, drilled out of his body, and crazily attacked the corpses within the range of vision.

Whether it is human race or alien species, they are all his prey.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood are gradually drying up, and are being consumed at an extremely fast speed, and the chains of shadows are also becoming more and more solid because of this, jumping happily as if alive.

"Mr. North, I didn't expect you to get the family of the goddess of fate like this when you first came here."

"This war between humans and alien races may have come to an end. We have to hurry up and go to the next area, otherwise we will be hungry when the National Security Bureau cleans up the post-war relics."

The boy said gently, even though within a radius of ten miles, he was the only living person left.

What makes people shudder is that under the hazy moonlight, the figure of the boy is projected on the edge of the street wall.

Where is this figure!

It was actually a humanoid creature with sharp horns on the top of its head, and mysterious wings flapping behind it, and a long tail dragging on the ground.

It is like the demon described in the ancient Western mythology, crawling out of purgatory, and coming to the world to confuse all living beings.

"Human boy, this time the foreign race raided the world, there were more than hundreds of thousands of casualties. The more you swallow, the more strength you can carry me."

An ear-piercing and hoarse voice came from nowhere, echoing in the silent street, adding to the gloomy and gloomy atmosphere a little more strangeness.

"Really? But it's not enough."

The boy raised his hand slightly as he thought about it, and the shadow after the full meal receded in an instant and melted into his body again.

Sensing clear changes, every gesture is filled with extremely turbulent power.

Suddenly, the boy clenched his right hand and snapped his fingers towards a certain building.

With a sound of "Boom!", the building immediately collapsed like a cast of sand, turning into piles of scrap iron and stones.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the boy stretched, yawned, and lazily said: "Mr. North, this is almost comparable to a martial arts master, right?"

"Not only in terms of attack strength, damage, and precision, you are sufficient. Unfortunately, your body is too weak, so you may not be able to really fight with a martial arts master."

The mysterious creature hidden in the darkness continued to the boy: "To obtain that level of power, you need to devour at least two areas of biological remains."

"Is that so? Let's go, don't delay."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth, and his figure slowly sneaked into the ground and disappeared in the r area.

Deadwood Tavern.

Xiong Mang returns with a group of envoys from Zhenshan, and meets Little Gray Snake.

Almost at the moment of entry, the terrifying pressure from the seven figures made the hunters in the store tremble.

It was an indescribable feeling. When I looked at them, I felt dragged into the abyss of death.

At this moment, everyone knew that there was a huge difference between their strength and that of the Yaozu.

Xiong Mang didn't hesitate, he took a step forward, bent down and asked:

"Young master, the turmoil in the city has been completely quelled and handed over to humans to take over and clean it up. Do you want to go back to the mountain with us?"

The little gray snake shook his head, the world below the mountain was far more attractive to him than the boring practice in the mountain.

If the old demon was still alive, it would still be willing to go back and stay for a while, but the person it is closest to right now is none other than Xu Che.

According to what Husha said, Xu Che is practicing in a certain isolated world, and he may have to wait for a while before returning.

Naturally, Little Gray Snake wanted to stay at the house down the mountain and wait for him.

Xiong Mang looked at the little gray snake respectfully, and then said: "Since you want to stay at the foot of the mountain, I will arrange people to protect you secretly."

"Although this may affect your freedom, the current situation is chaotic, and I hope the young master understands."

"And, this is also the wish he told me before parting with the adults."

Gray Snake spit out the letter, and didn't have too many opinions, and allowed the demon general's actions.

Afterwards, among the six great monsters, the three most powerful were left here, namely the Blood Feather Eagle, the Thunder-Throwing Lion, and the Bearing Mountain Turtle.

In fact, what Xiong Mang didn't know was that Xu Che even left a five-element talisman for the little snake, and three old demon's blood talismans to protect him.

Don't say it's in the human world, even in the realm of the monster race in the wilderness and wilderness, you can walk around at will and get out of your body.

After explaining the matter, Xiong Mang, Hu Sha, Nine Lives Cat Demon and others left in a hurry.

They have more important things to do. Nearly half of the wild monsters have been beaten by their adults. In order to prevent further disturbances, they must guard Luowu Mountain.

Inside the hall, the old man Wang looked at the three big monsters, swallowed his saliva, and said to them bravely: "Everyone is new to the capital of the world, do you need me to introduce you briefly?"

"Okay—then I'll thank you, Your Excellency." Blood Feather Eagle said with a smile.

"The demon general arranged for us to sit in this tavern and wait for the return of the adults. I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you during this period."

The Thunder Lion's attitude is also very friendly, because before coming, Xiong Mang told them repeatedly, warning that this is the power of adults in the world, and naturally it will not be too embarrassing for the hunters in the hall.

The transformed form of the negative mountain tortoise was an old man who was dying, and it staggered towards Xuan Che.

He took out a jade-colored demon stone from his bosom, smiled kindly, and handed it to the little gray snake.

"Young master, I will be stationed in the store from now on, you only need to carry this piece of jade, if you encounter any danger, the old man will come right away."

"Hiss-hiss-hiss"

The little gray snake rolled up the jade with its tail, and said ancient demon language in its mouth, thanking the mountain turtle.

Considering the small space of the tavern and the extremely small number of rooms, it cannot accommodate three big monsters with unfathomable strength.

Old man Wang discussed with the others and decided to jointly invest and rent a house for them each nearby.

As hunters, they often walk on the edge of life and death, often conflict with outsiders, and the forces behind them are their greatest reliance.

Today, the Deadwood Tavern, where the three great demons sit in town, is not to mention the city of Yanhong, but if you look at the territory of Chixia, it should also belong to the top underground forces.