I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

The blood is burning.

The blood of the two headless demon corpses flowed across the ground, burning with raging fire.

The raging fire grew stronger and stronger, until it completely engulfed the body and turned it into ashes.

Zhuang Zhou held a broken sword.

He stood silently.

One person faced off against hundreds of demons without any fear.

"Sacrifice?"

The leader of the demon clan saw the clues.

His men were dead.

The bodies were gone too.

Using blood as fire, the flame is not a normal fire, but the legendary sacrificial fire.

Zhuang Zhou chuckled.

"That's right, it's a sacrifice!"

Zhuang Zhou did not deny it.

In fact, there is nothing to deny.

A sacrifice is a sacrifice.

The two sides were originally hostile, and there were no rules regarding preferential treatment of corpses.

"Roar!"

It seemed to be echoing Zhuang Zhou's words.

A corpse dragon at the peak of the supernatural realm slowly leaned out from the Netherworld Gate.

It roared up to the sky, its roar shook the sky, and the whole sky seemed to tremble under its roar.

The demon leader's heart trembled slightly.

I didn't expect this humble human boy to have such a method.

The whole world has been arranged into an altar by this young man. The corpses of every strong man of the demon clan who died in the war will become his sacrifice and used as a tool to summon undead creatures.

No.

Not just the corpses of demons, but also...

The leader of the demon clan looked around.

Sure enough, the carcasses of the birds they had killed before were gone.

The demon clan took a deep breath and looked at Zhuang Zhou again, with no more pride or contempt in his eyes.

The young man in front of him was worthy of his attention and his full strength.

"Set up the formation, the demons dance wildly, and kill the evil leader!"

The leader of the demon clan roared.

The eight demons under his command moved it.

The eight demon generals were all at the peak of their supernatural power. They used their bodies as formation eyes to form a battle formation, trapping Zhuang Zhou in it.

And he personally took action to deal with Zhuang Zhou.

He didn't believe it.

This Zhuang Zhou can survive.

Zhuang Zhou was the chief sacrificer.

After Zhuang Zhou died, the so-called sacrifice no longer existed.

Since the trouble can't be solved, then get rid of the people who caused the trouble.

The demon leader's eyes suddenly tightened and stood upright, like a cat's pupils.

Yin Feng whimpered.

There are many shadows.

The eight generals of the demon clan formed a battle formation on their own side, intending to trap Zhuang Zhou and kill him.

Zhuang Zhou stood silently in the battle formation, motionless.

He looked at the leader of the demon clan with a half-smile, waiting for the opponent's attack.

"Insanity!"

Seeing Zhuang Zhou's calm expression.

The generals of the demon clan became more and more uneasy and angry.

Why?

Why did this young man from the human race dare to look at him like this!

The trident moves.

As fast as a thunderbolt.

Like a swimming dragon out of the sea, its body swims in it, causing huge waves.

The bloody mouth opened wide and bit into Zhuang Zhou's body.

this moment.

Zhuang Zhou moved.

Punch out.

A dark flame hell dog seemed to arrive.

Three heads.

Kyuubi.

Covered in fire.

Dark as ink.

This is the most complete form of the Dark Flame Cerberus. Zhuang Zhou had seen it before. He imitated its shape and understood its meaning. Previously, he was unable to fully display it due to his limited cultivation.

handed down.

The Dark Flame Cerberus is the guardian of the Gates of Hell.

One by one, these humble bodies suppress all the demons in hell and cannot break out.

The dragon faced the fierce dog, and for a while the two sides were evenly matched.

The leader of the demon clan suddenly roared.

"The demons are confused!"

The roar shook the sky, and murderous intent overflowed.

The eight-headed demon will move together.

The demonic shadow appears, as if it were real.

Just when the endless demonic shadows were killing Zhuang Zhou, trying to drown him.

The formation of eight people was suddenly missing a corner.

"Ah! Poof!"

A demon general vomits blood.

He turned around slowly and looked behind him with incredible eyes.

Another demon will break away from his position, strike mercilessly, and hit him in the back of the heart with a palm.

The strength of his palm was so great that it shattered his heart in an instant.

"No, how is that possible~"

The demon general who was attacked and killed did not dare to admit the facts before him, and was denying and justifying.

The person who attacked him was his junior brother.

Their relationship is deep.

Spend money together, use resources together, and even women can share them together.

crucial moment.

How could his junior brother give him a fatal blow?

"Junior brother..."

The demon will cry out sadly.

The demon general who took action had an indifferent look on his face, or in other words, he could no longer make any expression.

The human skin split into two parts and slowly fell off.

A figure appeared in front of him.

Holding a sickle.

A fluffy black dress bloomed like a lotus.

Her graceful appearance can make you lose your mind for a moment.

"You can't wait for your little junior brother!"

The girl holding the scythe said.

That's right.

This girl is none other than Mika.

As the God of Death, she had already attached herself to the body of one of the Demon Generals before he took action, hollowed out his body, and occupied his body.

An eight-person battle formation will collapse if one person is missing.

Without two people, the battle formation immediately collapsed.

Zhuang Zhou looked at the leader of the demon clan, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Now, you have no backup!"

The leader of the demon clan did not flinch when he heard this.

He gritted his teeth and showed a ferocious expression.

"Even one on one, you are no match for me!"

The demons raised their scale-covered fists and used their tridents to blast towards Zhuang Zhou.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound in the quiet void.

The demon clan leader's fist was bitten head-on by the Dark Flame Purgatory Dog.

Sharp teeth.

Black blood.

Then, there was another crisp sound.

I don't know when the broken sword that quietly made a detour behind the leader of the demon tribe inserted into the back of the demon tribe's heart, breaking the heart with one sword.

"You, shameless..."

The demon leader's mouth was bleeding, and he roared angrily.

Head-on confrontation.

What kind of hero do you think you are if you attack from behind?

Looking at the incompetent and furious leader of the demon clan, Zhuang Zhou elegantly took out a white handkerchief and gently wiped away the blood of the demon clan splashed on his body.

"A war is never tiring of deceit. Don't you understand this truth?"

Bang.

The demon clan leader's body was burning with fire.

He was sacrificed.

Become a sacrifice for Zhuang Zhou's next undead creature.

The leader of the demon clan shriveled up and gradually turned into ashes.

Zhuang Zhou lowered his head, turned and left.

"Stop, don't go!"

distance.

A roar came from the army of demons, like thunder rolling and roaring in the sky.

Zhuang Zhou had just killed the vanguard army.

The army of demons is as big as the mountains and the sea.

They wanted to avenge the leader of the demon clan who had just been killed by Zhuang Zhou.

Zhuang Zhou chuckled.

"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, vanguard against vanguard, you have already lost the first game, how about another one?"

There was a touch of contempt in Zhuang Zhou's tone.

He walked out of the demon clan's encirclement, and no one dared to stop him.

It's not that the demons are afraid of death.

But because those who are not afraid of death will die.

Hundreds of birds once again formed a team and appeared behind Zhuang Zhou, forming a formation.

The phoenix manifests, fluttering its wings and soaring into the sky.

The raging fire reflected the entire sky.

Zhuang Zhou bowed his head.

"A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix! Reborn from the ashes! Is this battle formation finally complete?"

Accompanied by Zhuang Zhou's whisper.

An excited cry tore through the blue sky.

Boundless flames surged forward, as vast as a river or sea.

Thousands of feet of wings.

One hundred feet long.

Colorful feathers.

The phoenix soars.

Hundreds of birds survived the catastrophe, and after transformation, they finally became divine phoenixes, unstoppable!