In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

Not long after the white fog disappeared, a large amount of light flew towards the Demon-Resisting City from the east.

As the view gets closer, there are flying boats.

The deck of the flying boat was filled with monks with serious expressions.

After many sects discussed together, the cultivation community decided not to give demons the opportunity to occupy the human territory. Once the land in the west is retreated, it is unknown how many years it will take to recover it.

Therefore, when the call was issued, one cultivator after another stood up on their own initiative and came to the flying boat.

This battle will surely be as brutal as the one that happened more than a decade ago.

There is no retreat, only fight!

When the Demon-Rejecting City appeared in the sight of everyone on the flying boat, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that they arrived in time, and the demon army did not invade the Demon-Rejecting City.

However, as the flying boat slowly approached and the wilderness outside the western wall of Juyao City slowly emerged from the horizon, everyone was stunned.

Huge corpses of demons lay lying in the wilderness. Not a single demon had a complete body. Their limbs and fragments were scattered all over the ground, and their blood had seeped into the ground for a foot!

Looking around, it's like this everywhere!

And judging from the steaming corpse, this battle had just taken place not long ago.

Many people fixed their eyes on the hundreds of monks on the top of the Demon-Ju City, looking at them in disbelief.

With just these few people, can we slay all these demons?

Is this world just too crazy, or is the mouse serving as the cat's bridesmaid?

Some monks could no longer suppress their inner doubts, so they flew to the top of the city wall and started asking questions.

When they learned that all this was done by Bai Wu, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a beaver.

If it was any other cultivator from the fourth realm, some people might still doubt the authenticity, but since the sword meeting, the two words "white fog" have become a symbol of invincibility.

One man and one sword killed 3,000 demons, including 18 third-level demons and countless second-level demons. Um, Queshi Beaver...

Forget it, I won’t beaver anymore, I’ll find a corner and calm down. Is this something a human can do?

......

Southern marshland.

There was a small pond with a radius of no more than a hundred feet. The edge of the pond was covered with lush aquatic plants, and two little demons were chatting.

A little loach demon was lying on the water grass, with his legs crossed and a tender stem of water grass in his mouth, looking at the sky with longing:

"I don't know when I will be able to be like the king, with pure blood and the ability to make the leap from a carp to a dragon."

"The king has not yet become a dragon, right? He is only at the third level. Even the Great Red Dragon King has not transformed into a dragon."

A little crab demon beside it asked in confusion.

Unlike ordinary crabs, this crab does not have claws.

But it was not sad because of this, but found a benefit:

Whenever other little demons asked it for help, it would use the fact that it had no more pliers to shirk the request.

“That’s possible.”

The loach demon looked at the sky.

Suddenly, a small black dot appeared in the sky, and it grew bigger and bigger in its eyes. Finally, it fell on the muddy ground beside the pond with great momentum. The huge impact force instantly smashed the object into a meat patty.

The two little demons jumped up and hurriedly came to the pile of meat patties.

The long body is covered with black scales, and there is a small black horn in the place where the head is suspected to be.

"Loach, why does this thing look so much like our king?"

The little crab demon tapped the crab shell with one foot in confusion.

"Impossible, our king is not that flat."

The loach demon denied it with certainty.

The surface of the small pond suddenly began to tremble, as if it had turned into a fountain, spewing water upwards.

Not only this pond, but the waters within a hundred miles all rose up.

"Is this the Great Red Dragon King coming out?"

The two little demons were startled and quickly hid in the water plants.

The last time the Red Dragon King came out, he swallowed hundreds of demons, and their previous king, the Catfish King, was swallowed.

What are you coming out for this time?

"Bai Wu, I have no intention of fighting with you. As long as you leave quickly, I will forgive you for killing thousands of demons in my country."

In the rising water, a long red shadow was looming, and a pair of bright yellow eyeballs that were several times larger than ordinary people's windows were very conspicuous in the water.

He stared at a human monk surrounded by the waters, his tone full of fear.

This is already deep in the swamp, and ordinary cultivators dare not go deep into here.

The one who can step into this place is naturally Bai Wu who comes to look for the red dragon.

The red dragon was hiding in the swamp and could not be found unless he showed up. The white fog had no choice but to kill him until he came out.

It had been five days since he entered the swamp.

And his behavior has long been widely circulated in the spiritual world.

At this moment, a large number of monks are watching the developments here a hundred miles away.

"The red dragon finally came out."

"If you don't come out, Senior Bai Wu will kill all the demons in the Ze Kingdom."

"If I were born as a human, I would be like Senior Bai Wu!"

Bai Wu looked at the red dragon, which was a hundred feet long. At a glance, it seemed to be almost as long as a real dragon, and had the flavor of the ancient dragon totem of the Xia Kingdom.

But people are people, dragons are dragons, and those who deserve to die must die.

The blood shed on Jianshou Peak five hundred years ago until now must be repaid with the life of this dragon.

Pull out the dragon's tendons, pull out the dragon's bones, and peel off the dragon's skin!

"Today, either you die or you perish!"

Bai Wu shouted coldly, and the flying sword he named Xiaojian attacked the red dragon.

The red dragon didn't say anything else. He used his magical powers and all the water in the surrounding area poured towards the white mist.

This battle lasted till the sky was dark and the earth was shattered. The edge of the universe and the great road were all wiped out by the two men...

In the end, Bai Wu paid the highest price in the history of his missionary journey:

Three swords were thrown out.

The red dragon was cut down from the air, and its huge body fell into the swamp.

The little fish and shrimp demon couldn't stand the breath and died with his eyes rolled up.

Bai Wu picked up the dragon corpse and brought it back to Jianshou Peak. This was one of the treasures he planned to leave for Zhao Ying.

Just this one demon is enough for her to spend her entire life.

And above this swamp, at an unknown distance from the battlefield, several powerful monsters took in the entire process of the battle.

Looking at the scene of Bai Wu carrying the dragon corpse back home, I couldn't help but gasp.

Then he sighed: This boy is so terrifying!

"Fortunately, I didn't provoke Jianshou Peak back then."

A three-legged crow with a completely black body said with a palpitation. Next to him, there was a little bird flying around, looking carefree.

"Heh, a mere human is enough to scare a bird like you?"

A majestic tiger beast sneered.

"Then you go and try?"

"Humph, this man is at his prime right now, I will tolerate him for three hundred years, and then I will go meet him again after three hundred years. If he dies, it means he is not worthy of being my opponent."

The other monsters looked at him with empty eyes, "Your way to defeat this guy is to outlast this old man?"

Playing the immortal style, right?

But this is also a solution. As they are born with long lifespans, they have the capital to endure.

They just don't believe that with their long-lived bodies, they can't survive these short-lived species.

This human being will definitely not be able to survive them.

Hundreds of years later, when you see him again, he will have turned into a pile of earth, but we will still exist!