Doomsday Horror Storm

Chapter 33: Heavenly Demon Sect! [First update]

“Good wine”

Hangzhou, in the brilliant base city, the spacious lobby is brightly lit. There are more than a dozen senior members of the brilliant guild sitting inside. And above the lobby, the president of the brilliant base city is standing aside in awe, and the hall that originally belonged to

Sitting in his chief seat was a young man in black clothes, with flowing black hair, cold eyes, and a cold and domineering air about him.

He took a big sip of old wine as if no one was watching, his eyes sparkled, and he laughed wildly and said: "Do you have any more? Bring me a few more bottles."

Zhao Tian, ​​the president of the Brilliant Guild, laughed bitterly and thought to himself: "This is a famous wine from 1982 that was collected before the end of the world. Isn't it delicious? I got it with great difficulty. There are only two bottles in total. I have returned them myself.

I don’t want to drink it.”

I wanted to think about it, but when I thought of the terrifying strength of the young man in black in front of me, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. I bitterly said to the handsome young man next to me: "Xing'er, bring that bottle over too."

"Dad, this is you..."

"Bring it here," Zhao Tian frowned and said.

The handsome young man glanced at him, sighed feebly, turned around and walked into the back hall. After a while, he walked out with a bottle of finely bound old wine in his hand.

Zhao Tian took the old wine from his son's hand, glanced at it with some reluctance, sighed secretly, turned around and handed it to the young man in black who was the chief, and said with a smile: "Master Tiandao, please use it slowly."

The young man in black said "yes" and took it unceremoniously. He unscrewed the lid and took a big drink with a look of intoxication on his face. He said to himself: "It's really a good drink. It seems like it shouldn't be done."

Listen to that bastard, what the hell is it to be a good guy or a bad guy? You have to have something to eat and something to drink."

One day ago, he finally found a place selling weapons in the base city, but an old man there actually said that those weapons require crystal cores to buy. In a rage, he smashed the weapons store. It was fine if he destroyed it.

As a result, many people called "City Guards" appeared later to encircle and suppress him.

He became angry at that time, and directly released his strongest attack, blowing all those people away, and fought all the way to the headquarters of these city guards, making a big fuss. What surprised him in the end was that he killed so many people.

, instead of being angry, these people were more in awe of him, so at the invitation of these people, he settled here.

"Lord Tiandao." Zhao Tian saw the intoxicated look on his face and said in awe: "You have incredible skills. I have a request for you. I wonder if you are willing to help?"

"Well?" The young man in black raised his eyelids and said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Tian's eyes lit up and he begged: "Lord Tiandao, I would like to ask you to help me kill someone."

"Kill someone?" The young man in black stretched his waist and said lazily, "What benefits can you give me?"

The corner of Zhao Tian's mouth twitched slightly, and he whispered in awe: "If you can help me kill this person, I will give you whatever you want."

"Oh?" The young man in black showed a playful smile and said, "Who do you want me to kill?"

Zhao Tian was overjoyed and quickly took out a portrait from the ring, which showed a young man with black hair and average appearance, with a hint of cold and stern look in his eyes.

If Yang Xuan were here, he would definitely recognize that the person in this portrait looks exactly like him.

"It's him." The young man in black frowned.

Zhao Tian's heart skipped a beat. Yang Xuan's title of God of Death was famous all over the world. Many people knew about it. Whether it was the Battle of Corpse Slope or the Great War in the New World, countless people recognized this title. Therefore, most people were basically fine.

, will not provoke such a strong opponent.

And if he wanted to pay a murderer to kill Yang Xuan, the price would definitely be sky-high, and he would never be able to afford it in a small fourth-level base city. He originally thought that the young man in front of him with his eccentric words was someone who came from the deep mountains and old forests.

, I didn’t expect that I also knew this god of death.

With a wry smile, Zhao Tian's eyes flashed and he sighed: "This person is extremely strong. It's normal for you to think you can't deal with him. If he's small, it won't embarrass you."

The young man in black raised his head, glanced at him with a half-smile, and said, "Are you irritating me?"

Zhao Tian hurriedly said: "I know my mistake, I hope you will forgive me." He said this, but he secretly sneered in his heart: "I am just irritating you. Even if the method of irritating generals is seen through, it will still work."

The young man in black glanced at him and said calmly: "What hatred do you have against this person?"

Zhao Tian sighed, with resentment in his eyes, and said: "This person robbed me of the treasure that I spent a lot of money to get. It was really abominable."

The young man in black frowned slightly and said, "He robbed your things, why didn't he kill you?"

"Uh..." Zhao Tian choked.

Indeed, Yang Xuan snatched all the treasures in the ruins from them, but did not harm them.

The young man in black sighed in his heart and said to himself: "I didn't expect that you have so many enemies outside. As expected of me, you are so kind and soft-hearted, and now you have left a lot of harm."

He raised his head, smiled coldly, stared at Zhao Tiandao: "You want revenge?"

Zhao Tian's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Are you willing to help me?"

The young man in black shook his head and said: "Although I hate this bastard very much, he is my true self after all. If he dies, he will die in my hands." As he said this, a ferocious light flashed in his eyes, and he was fierce.

Ran smiled and said: "So, you all go and die."

He waved his hand, and the shocking demonic energy poured out from the center of his eyebrows. His black hair moved without wind, and his clothes fluttered, like an eternal demon god.

When Yang Xuan created the second clone, he sealed all the murderous aura accumulated in his body from slaughtering hundreds of millions of creatures in the killing battlefield into the second clone. Therefore, what he created was not a soul, but a demon god.

The aura of killing is demonic aura

Although this second clone does not have the power of blood nor can it awaken the bleeding pill, with its early stage of distraction, even Yang Xuan would have a lot of trouble to deal with it, let alone people like Zhao Tian.

Already.

"ah……"

"Demon God..."

"Help--"

As the shocking demonic energy swept across, there was a shrill scream in the lobby, and the young man in black turned into a ball of black energy rolling demonic mist, and rushed towards everyone in the lobby with a sinister smile.

Zhao Tian was the closest to him. When he was shocked, he was suddenly shrouded in the black mist he transformed into. After the shrill screams, the black mist dissipated, leaving behind a dry skeleton with shriveled skin, which was daunting.

Shocked.

"Haha..." In a mass of black mist, there were two scarlet eyes, like evil spirits in the Netherworld. They rushed out of the lobby with a ferocious smile and flew towards the sky in the distance.

At the same time, everyone in the brilliant base city saw a black mist in the blue sky, like a curtain opened, followed by a piece of black air like a sea wave, covering the

the whole sky

The next day, news broke that shocked the entire Brilliant Base City. The president of the Brilliant Guild and all the elders of the guild were all dead.

…

The world of cultivation is a deserted ridge.

Yang Xuan stared at the six black figures flying past in the distance. He didn't have time to blame Yue Ling and whispered to Xiao Changhai beside him: "Go and hide first."

Xiao Changhai hesitated for a moment and then nodded. Although he wanted to repay the favor, looking at the speed of movement of those people, they were definitely not people he could match now. If he insisted on staying here, they might hinder Yang Xuan's performance.

, immediately turned around and ran towards the woods in the distance.

In mid-air, Yue Ling saw six black-clothed figures galloping in the distance, and said in surprise: "Is there anyone else here?"

Veins bulged on Yang Xuan's forehead... You weren't the one who attracted these people.

Yue Ling shrugged, blinked his big black eyes, and said innocently: "It's not my fault."

"..." Yang Xuan almost went berserk. If you don't blame me, do you blame me? Huh?

brush brush brush

Six figures flew over from a distance and stood on top of the rock. Each of them held a strange-shaped weapon in their hands, quite like the five heroes of Langya Mountain.

"A cultivator?" One of the purple-haired young men had an evil light in his eyes. He glanced at Yang Xuan on the ground, and then looked at Yue Ling sitting on the banana leaf in mid-air. There was a flash in his eyes.

I'm surprised that such a young girl can't reach the level of flying even though she has been practicing since her mother's womb.

"Boss, what do you think we should do?" Another handsome young man glanced at Yang Xuan indifferently, then turned to the man behind them who was shrouded in black robes and said.

"Kill." Under the broad black hat, a cold and emotionless voice said.

Hearing this, the five young men in black robes looked at each other, and the purple-haired young man from before said loudly: "That little girl is mine."

"Go away, such a beautiful childish face should belong to me." Another young man snorted.

"Damn, it was you last time, do you still have any humanity?" the purple-haired young man said angrily.

"I am originally a demon, so there is no such thing as human nature." The young man said proudly.

"..." The purple-haired young man choked.

"Two idiots"

"I want to grab this too"

"brainless"

"Forget it, leave this cultivator to me."

"Get lost, it belongs to me."

"Fuck, it was you last time. I haven't drank blood for a long time."

"It's been a long time anyway, so I don't care about this one."

"..."

Under the rock, Yang Xuan took two steps back and looked at these young people who were about to start fighting before they started. He had a headache and said to himself: "How come the people who appear are more weird than the others? What kind of world is this?"

After a while, these young people seemed to have reached some kind of agreement. The purple-haired young man stood out from the crowd, clenched his fists, and sneered: "Boy, your life will be taken by me, Uncle Zi."

Yang Xuan glanced past him, glanced vaguely at the man shrouded in black robes, frowned slightly and said, "Which demon sect are you from?"

The purple-haired young man raised his head and said: "We are from the Heavenly Demon Sect. Boy, it is very difficult for you to cultivate in the realm of distraction. I advise you to kill yourself."

Yang Xuan rolled his eyes and secretly wrote down the name in his mind. Is it the Tianmo Sect? It seems a bit familiar...

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