Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Roar……"

After killing this man, this section of the street was already deserted. People on the street in the distance looked at this side from a long distance and were frightened by the roaring monster.

"Oh my God, what kind of monster is that?"

"It's a monster, it's a monster!"

"How come there are monsters in the capital of Great Shang?"

There was an uproar from the crowd in the distance

The demon looked up to the sky and roared, revealing endless murderous intent and cruelty.

On the street, corpses lay scattered everywhere, many of them incomplete and just fragments. Blood dyed the street red, and the wind blew by, picking up countless bloody smells.

"Young Master..." Zhao Mu crawled towards the big room where Xiang Chen was before. He didn't know that this was Xiang Chen.

The demon killed Wang Qing, then pounced on Zhao Mu, pushed Zhao Mu to the ground, roared angrily, and opened its mouth to bite Zhao Mu to death.

"Little Lord!"

Zhao Mu roared in despair. The demon's mouth was more than a foot away from him. He suddenly paused without opening his mouth. There was a trace of struggle in his ferocious eyes.

Zhao Mu, on the other hand, turned pale with fright. He looked at the monster so close with its fangs exposed and did not dare to move.

The demon slapped him away with a claw, flying more than ten meters away. Zhao Mu spit out blood and finally saved his life.

The demon rushed towards the crowd in the distance, and the crowd fled in fear.

The crowd fled and dispersed. Looking down the hundreds of meters long street, only the roaring monsters remained.

After there was no one left to kill, the demon walked towards the house before and entered the house, where there were corpses everywhere.

She was lying on the ground in a red dress, lifeless, like a blood-red rose flower withering on the ground.

The demon's cruel eyes also showed pain at this time. He came to the girl, held the lifeless girl in his huge paws and cried. This scene was indescribably tragic.

Even if I turn into a monster, even if I lose my mind, I still know you and will not hurt you.

The demon hugged the girl and leaned against the wall, and then fell into a coma.

At this time, a black ancient cauldron with dense cracks flew out of the demon's body, and a golden light enveloped the girl.

The girl's body actually started to burn, turning into points of light that disappeared and merged into the black ancient cauldron.

The ancient tripod turned into a shimmer of light again, disappeared, and floated quietly in the demon's body.

As for the demon, its swollen body continued to shrink, its long silver hair also retracted into its skin, its ferocious face turned into a human appearance, its sharp canine teeth also disappeared, turning into flat teeth, and two pointed tiger teeth.

The claws, which were like knives, also receded and turned into short and somewhat sharp nails.

"Little Lord……"

But this time, Zhao Mu, who was covered in blood, staggered over. He didn't see the demon, but only saw Xiang Chen wading in a pool of blood.

He walked over, but his steps faltered. He lost too much blood and fell to the ground, his head feeling dizzy.

Zhao Mu was hit by six swords eight times, one of which penetrated his body.

At this time, there was a sound of horses neighing on the street in the distance, and a burly middle-aged man was seen galloping over with seven or eight people on a dragon pony.

On the robes on the backs of those people, there was a big word "Xia".

Obviously from the same force.

The so-called dragon colt is a kind of horse covered with scales. It is a common mount among large families. It can truly travel thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred in a night. It is extremely powerful and is a kind of monster training.

Next to the middle-aged man, there is a beautiful figure. She is dressed in white clothes that are better than snow, not stained by dust. Her long crystal white hair flows down her back. Half of her face is wearing a mask made of crystal. The other half of her face has skin that is as good as snow and can be broken by a blow. A pair of beautiful eyes are like autumn water, but when you pay attention, the pupils are strange, half of the pupils wearing the mask are completely white.

At this moment, her eyes looked a little anxious and a little worried.

"This, this is..."

This group of people passing by this street were shocked by the corpses and miserable conditions on the street.

"Hush!"

The middle-aged man reined in his horse, and the dragon colt stood up with its front hooves flying, then stopped.

"what happened?"

The middle-aged man looked at these corpses in surprise.

"Everyone, come down and take a look."

"It's Third Master."

One person jumped off the dragon colt to check.

"These corpses are dressed like members of the Wang family." The middle-aged man frowned.

"How come so many people from the Wang family died here?"

The girl wearing half of the crystal mask frowned and said with an ethereal and melodious voice.

"Third Master and Second Miss, they are really from the Wang family. There is someone here, Wang Ce from the Wang family!"

One of the followers exclaimed in shock.

"Wang Ce! If I remember correctly, he must have been an innate master from the Wang family, and he died here."

The middle-aged man was shocked, and then he stepped on the saddle and flew more than twenty meters away, landing in front of the corpse.

"Third Master"

"It's really Wang Ce. This wound seems to have been bitten by some ferocious beast. Also, this aura... is evil!"

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank.

"Evil spirit?"

At this time, the girl in white came on horseback and said in surprise: "How could it be evil energy? Could it be that she was injured by a monster? Who in the Shang King City would dare to indulge the evil energy and kill the Wang family."

"I don't know, but this residual aura is undoubtedly demonic."

The middle-aged man frowned: "Who would kill the Wang family so blatantly?"

"Third Master, I just heard someone say that there is a demon killing people here."

This is, a follower came over and said.

"There really are demons! There are actually demons raging in the capital of the Great Shang Kingdom!"

The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold and he looked around cautiously.

"Third Master, Second Miss, come quickly, come and see, there is a living person here!"

Here's another minion finding out in a house that's been battled.

The middle-aged man and the girl in white walked over quickly and entered the house, where there was also blood and corpses everywhere.

The middle-aged man recognized the person on the ground and exclaimed: "Zhao Mu!"

Then, he looked at the corner again, and there was a blood-stained young man in the corner.

"Xiang Chen!"

"Xiang Chen!"

Both of them exclaimed, they both knew Xiang Chen.

"………………"

Two days later.

The dark space was empty.

Xiang Chen was alone, looking at the dark space, feeling dazed for a while.

"What is this place? Hell? It's so dark."

Xiang Chen said to himself, and then another sadness appeared on his face.

"Hell... Huangquan, Rou'er..."

"Rou'er, Rou'er, are you there?"

Xiang Chen shouted loudly and wandered around in this space. It was dark and he couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, a ray of light lit up in the distance, and Xiang Chen ran towards the light.

I saw that it was a small cauldron emitting colorful light, suspended in this dark space.

"What's this?"

Xiang Chen looked at the cauldron in surprise and said, "Among the eighteen levels of hell, which one is this? What is this cauldron?"

But this time, the small tripod suddenly hit him. Xiang Chen's face changed with fright. Then, with a bang, countless complex fragments and information emerged in his memory.

"Sacred Scripture of Ten Thousand Demons!"