Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Mu Feng stood high in the city, overlooking the killing feast.

These millions of Shura are fighting each other all because of his will.

The Shura Army established by Mu Feng in Hongmeng only retained one million elite troops.

Therefore, whenever the number of people expands rapidly to a certain level, such a poison-raising style of fighting will begin.

The losers are reduced to food, sacrifices, and become stepping stones for the strong to break through!

It is also because of such cruel methods that although Shura City has only been established in the forbidden land for less than 10,000 years, it already has a fierce reputation and few people dare to provoke it.

After coming to Hongmeng, it can be said that Mu Feng changed the gentle military training methods of the ancient times and used cruel and extreme military training methods to cultivate a powerful and ferocious Shura army in a short period of time.

Of course, many of the people who became Mu Feng's Shura Army were either outlaws, criminals, or Hongmeng people who were rescued by Mu Feng in desperate situations.

Mu Feng didn't have much kindness in his heart towards them, and his training methods seemed extremely cold.

Uh-huh!

A figure wearing blood-red armor appeared in front of Mu Feng.

This is a girl. She has a pair of purple-gold wings on her back, blood-colored pupils, an extremely powerful aura, and her cultivation has entered the realm of the beginningless world.

"Uncle Mu, the number of people is almost there, do you want to continue?"

The girl was covered in blood and had obviously experienced several killings before.

She killed two competitors who had long been eyeing her position.

Mu Feng waved his sleeves, turned around and said, "Let's stop here and let them rest for a while. After a while, we will go to the place where Eternal Heaven and Netherworld fought to find food!"

"It's time to meet the armies of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."

"Yes, their flesh and blood must be very delicious!" The girl showed a somewhat bloodthirsty smile.

Ziwei Tian, ​​Ziwei Tiandu, inside Ziwei Holy Courtyard.

"Bai Shaoqing, are you crazy? You are only at the first level of the Heavenly King Realm. You have just broken through, and you signed up to join the Heavenly King Hunting Ground. Do you want to die?"

A girl in a purple dress scolded the boy.

The young man lay lazily on the roof of his house, basking in the sun. He squinted his eyes and said, "The person who can kill me, Bai Shaoqing, hasn't been born yet. What's the point of joining some King's Hunting Ground when my cultivation is higher?"

"Who else is my opponent?"

"Bah, you are just narcissistic. Hum, since you don't listen to advice, just go and die. Death is the best!" The girl stamped her feet angrily and turned around to leave.

After the girl left, Bai Shaoqing's eyes flashed and he murmured: "Only in this way can I get close to the core power of Ziwei Palace as quickly as possible."

The King's Hunting Ground is a grand gathering of Ziweitian, and it is also a trial prepared to cultivate outstanding talents.

At that time, there will be a large number of kings participating in the battle in Ziwei Tian!

If you can win the first place in the King's Hunting Ground, you can directly become the Emperor's disciple!

What concept? Can become a disciple of Lord Ziwei!

Those who can enter the top ten will also be accepted as inheritance disciples by the powerful people in Ziwei Tian.

Of course, the Heavenly King's hunting ground is also extremely dangerous. There are no rules to speak of. Except that you cannot bring super-realm magic weapons into the battle, any other means can be used.

If you die in battle, how the other party deals with you depends on their mood.

However, it is extremely difficult to become the top one. Not only do you have to defeat other competitors and dominate the crowd, you also have to complete some goals.

After the girl left, Xiang Shaoqing sat up and said to himself: "I don't know where dad and grandpa have developed now. These two old guys really don't care about me. They don't take the initiative to come." contact me!"

"Can't you see my name, Bai Shaoqing, on the Babel Book?"

"Why don't I get my vest name so obviously?"

The young man sighed, but he felt relieved when he remembered his father's free-spirited education attitude towards him.

"I even doubt that my son was given to me for free by recharging his money, hey——"

When Bai Shaoqing was sighing, someone outside suddenly shouted: "Senior Brother Bai Shaoqing, I have your letter!"

"Letter? Who wrote to me?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Shaoqing immediately flew up and went outside to the Holy Court Letter Station. The handyman disciple responsible for delivering letters stood outside waiting.

He handed a sealed letter to Bai Shaoqing. Bai Shaoqing took it with confusion on his face. The sending address on the letter turned out to be Eternal Heaven!

Beyond the range of the sound-transmitting jade, or in places that are too far away, communication still relies on primitive methods such as letters.

After all, Hongmeng Sky is not covered by the Divine Network. Although there is a secret, the use of the secret has not been developed to the point where it is so convenient for life.

Open the envelope, and a letter made of condensed magic appears!

This mana letter sensed Bai Shaoqing, bloomed with light, and a projection of spiritual thoughts was released.

A three-dimensional projection of a strange man-looking figure appears on the page.

"Who are you?" Bai Shaoqing asked curiously.

"I am your father!" the strange man cursed in his native dialect angrily.

"Wo nest, daddy!"

Bai Shaoqing's face changed slightly, he quickly looked around, and immediately returned to his room with the letter.

"Dad, you finally remembered that you still have a son like me."

Bai Shaoqing wiped away tears and said, "Do you know what I have been living these years?"

The villain transformed from Xiang Chen's mind looked at him askance: "Keep pretending."

"Hey, how did you know I'm here? It must be the Book of Babel!"

"Nonsense, your dad and I are not a fool. I knew it was you as soon as I saw Bai Shaoqing's name. How are you doing in Ziweitian?"

Shaoqing said a little arrogantly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just an ordinary little genius from Ziwei Holy Court. By the way, dad, are you in Eternal Heaven? Where are you in Eternal Heaven? How are you doing?"

Xiang Chen responded in his own tone: "The Eternal Beidou Holy Academy, it's okay, it's just that I just became the teacher of the Eternal Beidou Holy Academy and the junior disciple of the Eternal Tianzhu Kingdom."

"Wochao, are you so awesome?"

"Of course, I am me after all. As long as you are fine, please reply to me when you have time. There is something in the Qiankun ring in the envelope. Don't say that I am stingy. I won't give you any living expenses."

Upon hearing this, Bai Shaoqing quickly took out a Qiankun Ring from the envelope, and his spiritual thoughts poured into it. All he sensed was high-grade Hongmeng Amethyst, as well as a large number of pills.

"Let's go, dad, have you dug someone else's ancestral grave again, or stolen someone else's treasure house?" Bai Shaoqing was stunned.

"There is also Hongmeng Yangyuan Pill! This is an emperor-grade pill."

Seeing his son so shocked, Xiang Chen looked a little satisfied: "I'll give it to you just once. You can figure out your own expenses for life and practice in the future. Just send your reply to the address Beidou Shengyuan, and Li Yu'er will accept it. That's your Aunt Yu." The vest name in Hongmeng.”

"What about you, dad? What's the name of your vest?"

"The secret must not be leaked. Okay, the mana is almost exhausted. You will know when your father officially starts the uprising and shocks the world."

After Xiang Chen finished speaking, the projection disappeared.