The villain's daily corpse collection

Du Ximiao pressed one hand on her chest, her heart was pounding, and it seemed like she was going to vomit out of her throat the next moment.

She had killed people and seen many dead bodies.

But it was the first time I saw only a bloody head with many bumps and bruises on it.

Du Ximiao looked up along the direction of the head and discovered that the blood in the hair had flowed from Wang Wei's arm.

The battle against this old ancestor actually got her injured?

Looking at Wei's expression, she did not show any joy in killing the enemy. Instead, her face was pale and her eyes were red, which made the redness under her eyes look even more intense.

"What on earth happened?" She didn't realize that her voice was trembling as she spoke this sentence. Her helplessness was compounded by her fear of the unknown.

Earlier, Wang Wei and his companions quickly reached the manor along the cleared road.

Wang Wei had some premonition in her heart, so she left everyone behind and arrived at the place first.

What caught her eye was Du Yunyi and Ming Hao fighting against a man in a dark grey cloak. It would be more accurate to say that they were being beaten unilaterally rather than confronting him - the two of them were no match for the cloaked man at all.

Below the sight, Ah Diao and Xiao Yu were beaten back to their original forms, falling to the ground covered in blood.

It looks serious, but fortunately there were no fatal injuries.

At the critical moment, Wang Wei threw out his whisk and directly blocked the fatal blow for Du Yunyi! The attention of several people was also attracted to the back, where Wang Wei flew over and stood with Du Yunyi and Ming Hao.

"Take them away." Wang Wei only said this.

The cloaked man on the opposite side wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue, but Wang Wei cast a spell and covered the four people below with a magic circle. No matter how they moved, no attack of any force could break the protective barrier.

The man in the dark grey cloak then set his eyes on Wang Wei. The man seemed to pause for a moment, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "You are Bo Shang Wang Wei."

This sentence seemed to have confirmed her identity. Wang Wei frowned. It had been a long time since anyone had called her by her full name. Who was this person?

"Who dares to call me by my name?" Wang Wei had already sensed that the other party came from the heaven. In her impression, she should recognize all the gods who dared to face her so directly - they were none other than the gods and prominent families of the various heavens.

However, the dark grey cloak did not intend to hide his identity. He took off the hood of the cloak. Then, he stared at Wang Wei's face, trying to capture her subtle emotions.

Wang Wei lowered his chin and stared at him condescendingly: "Don't speak? If you don't speak, you will still die when the time comes."

"I am An Shengye, and my descendant An Zhongyan was killed by you, is that true or not? My disciples were also destroyed by you, is that true or not?" After a long pause, he took the initiative to speak.

Wang Wei's expression changed slightly: "It's you." She thought that some troublesome person from heaven had come again. If it was him, she would not take it seriously at all.

However, the next moment, An Shengye suddenly took out something.

When Wang Wei looked at that thing, her actions preceded her emotions. She rushed directly to him and snatched the thing away.

That thing was none other than Fuzhu's horns, four in total.

There is also a complete piece of pure white flawless animal skin.

——"On the mountain of Ao'an there is a beast that looks like a white deer with four horns. It is called Fuzhu. When it is seen, there will be a flood in the town."

One day, Fu Zhu had a sudden idea. He made a whisk with the horn that accidentally fell off in a battle and the hair that shed every day and gave it to Yu Wang as a gift.

The two met in their early years, when Wang received a rare gift, a magical weapon. She couldn't hide her joy, so she used the repair technique to create a new horn for her husband.

And this beast horn is even more extraordinary, allowing Fu Zhu's cultivation to leap forward.

After tasting the good stuff, Fu Zhu often gave some small things to Wang Wei. The glass lamp in the main hall of the office was also a gift from Fu Zhu. In the end, there were so many things that there was no place to put them, so Wu Xun placed them in a side hall and even built a row of boxes for them...

Later, Fu Zhu thought that his increased strength was all thanks to Wang Wei.

Wang Wei once thought that as the devil, he could calmly face all extreme things, including the death of people around him.

Death was just the most common thing she encountered.

What's so difficult to face?

However, after seeing the familiar horns and skins, the taut strings in her brain seemed to be pulled hard by life, and the huge buzzing sound made her heart ache.

Her calm sea of ​​consciousness was suddenly stirred up by huge waves, the peaks of which were so high that they could reach the sky, and one wave after another arose.

At this time, the sky in the mortal world should have been bright and sunny, but suddenly it was covered with dark clouds, and the strong wind seemed to be welcoming the cold rain to pour down.

An Shengye looked up and saw that only this one place had gathered dark clouds. He immediately chanted a spell to avoid the rain, but the spell was completely ineffective. The sky seemed to have cracked open, and the rain jumped out of the crack like a beast, biting his flesh fiercely.

"Ah!!!" He let out a violent howl.

"…Is this Ruoshui?!" His eyes suddenly widened, and as he watched his exposed arm begin to fester, he wanted to escape from the damn black cloud above his head.

But there is no escape.

—It seemed as if it had set its sights on its prey, and would pour down on him no matter what, seep into his clothes, and begin gnawing at his body.

An Shengye had prepared a lot of words to provoke Wang Wei, but he couldn't say them. He was trying to endure the pain, which was already his limit.

When he was planning to kill the disciples of the demon god, he thought that killing Fu Zhu was meaningless. Killing Da Feng, who was closest to him, was the most valuable.

In An Shengye's eyes, Fu Zhu was the weakest and most marginal person in the entire team. Even if he died, it would not be enough to stimulate the demon god.

However, when he received Fu Zhu's body, he immediately changed his mind.

He wanted to meet the most ruthless enemy in heaven as rumored. He wanted to defeat her layer by layer, kill her disciples one by one, and then send them to her.

By the time he wanted her to truly realize everything, it was already too late.

However, he was wrong.

Then, An Shengye's throat tightened.

It is the reward of the demon god.

"Who—killed—her?"

She spoke each word clearly without opening her mouth, but used divine power to transmit sound.

That voice was like a bolt of lightning striking his soul. He shuddered all over and was suppressed by the overwhelming divine power, falling to his knees.

At this moment, he realized why all gods feared the devil. In front of such an absolutely powerful force, he was just like the ant that he often mocked.

However, he still suppressed his fear, spat out a mouthful of blood, and grinned: "Do you still think you are the most powerful being in these four realms? The power of the devil? Haha, this thing is not a rare commodity!"

Wang Wei had no intention of listening to An Shengye's nonsense at this moment. Her hands gradually tightened and her eyes became so red that they almost bled.

"What do you think, Lord Demon, about the betrayal of our own people?" An Shengye smiled grimly. He raised his hand, only to see a dark grey haze appear in his palm.

Hoping to recognize it——this seems to come from the same source as the power of the demon.

It seemed to be even purer and thicker than what she used.

"People die for money, birds die for food, and gods die for the pursuit of supreme power. It can be said that they died a worthy death, Demon." The next step was to activate the power of the Demon to attack Wang Wei.

Wang Wei felt a little tired when he took the second half of the move, so he dodged and left.

"I didn't know before why you tried so hard to escape from the four realms and tear open the entrance to the outer realm. It turns out it was for this." An Shengye smacked his lips, "Zisangkui also did this, so it's not surprising that he betrayed you and killed Fu Zhu."

Then he felt his arm get cold.

"despair!"

There was a loud bang and his arm fell to the ground, splashing water.

Then came the other arm... and the two legs. Wang Wei had no intention of letting him go. She stopped only when the only thing left to chop off was the head.

"No matter how strong this power is, you are still within these four realms. Do you have the ability to change the laws of heaven and earth?"

Wang Wei said expressionlessly, "Do you know what it means to be torn apart and never be reincarnated?"