But before he could relax, he heard another dull whistling sound coming from above his head.

Looking up in shock, he saw a huge red hand gradually enlarging in his field of vision!

boom!

Lin Chong fell from the air like a cannonball, and was blasted deep into the ground by the giant palm that fell from the sky!

The two most powerful killing moves that Lin Shen currently masters, besides the Seven Jue Sword Qi, are the Weapon Melting Hands!

Even the Weapon Melting Hand, which has reached the halfway stage, is slightly more powerful than the Seven Art Sword Qi, which is currently only at the second level.

Being hit head-on by the Molten Weapon Hand, without the protection of defensive magic weapons, even the Tongxuan Realm monsters would suffer a big loss.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the demon tribes around them were shocked to find that their king was lying in a pit, covered in charred black, looking extremely miserable.

"Damn humans"

Lin Chong cursed in anger.

But just in the middle of his words, he was interrupted by the sharp sound of the sword. Lin Shen was already holding the sword to kill again. In the middle of the sentence, he stabbed with his fingers, and a palm thunder struck down from the sky.

The blazing white lightning made Lin Chong startled. He had no time to curse and hurriedly stood up to parry.

It's a pity that he was originally not as strong as Lin Shen, but now he lost the upper hand and was suppressed from the beginning to the end. He was no match at all!

When all the monsters finally worked together to eliminate the dozen or so paper soldiers, they turned around and saw Lin Chong being decapitated with a sword, and a huge ferocious snake head rising into the sky!

laugh!

Blood splatters!

The headless corpse fell heavily to the ground, twitched violently for a moment as if it was electrocuted, and then died.

The surrounding monsters froze on the spot, staring at the situation in front of them with their mouths open.

They never imagined that their powerful and terrifying king would die so easily at the hands of a young human cultivator.

After killing Lin Chong, Lin Shen's figure did not stop, and the wind was strong. His figure jumped several times among the demon group like lightning, quickly harvesting lives one by one.

It was only then that the remaining monsters woke up from a dream and fled in all directions, screaming in fear.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast they were, they could not achieve wind control. Before they could escape from the nest, they were killed by Lin Shen with a sword.

After a moment, Lin Shen sheathed his sword and stood up, looking around. There was no demon still standing in Nuo Da's lair!

After checking the information in my mind again, I found that the talent of Killing Demonstration was triggered six times in total, not too many, but not many.

Among them, the biggest improvement came from Lin Chong, which directly caused his Seven Jue Sword Qi to surge by 18%, and his realm suddenly increased by nearly 20%!

"It's still the Tongxuan realm demon clan that has improved greatly!"

Lin Shen secretly sighed.

It's a pity that although there are many Tongxuan Realm monsters in Xiyan Daze, they are either the monster generals of a large monster tribe or the leader of a certain monster tribe. There are many minions around them, so it is not easy to kill them.

Even though it was easy for Lin Shen to deal with Lin Chong this time, that was because he picked the timing very well.

It happened that this demon tribe had just experienced a fierce battle. The troops were exhausted and the horses were trapped, and the great demon Lin Chong had consumed a lot. Only then was Lin Shen able to take advantage of it and solve it without much effort.

At any other time, if he wanted to kill a Tongxuan Realm monster and hundreds of Ascension Realm Qiling Realm monsters, Lin Shen would have to summon a clone to attack together.

After coming back to his senses, Lin Shen began to clean up the battlefield.

But what is disappointing is that this group of monsters is so poor that there are not many valuable items in the lair. Most of them are scraps of metal collected from unknown places.

The only thing that can be considered valuable is the Black Iron Bone.

Most of the demon tribes did not understand the art of weapon refining, and they could not use the black iron bones they obtained, so they could only throw them away at will. This would be an advantage for Lin Shen.

"It's about three or four kilograms, which can be exchanged for seven or eight Zhonggong. It's not bad."

Satisfied that he put away the black iron bones, Lin Shen left the lair without stopping and rushed towards another place where the demon tribe lives.

Taking advantage of the fact that his opponent had just finished the battle and had not yet recovered, he planned to take down the two demon tribes in one go.

Two miles west of Bilu Pond.

A simple tribe with wooden houses and stone buildings.

Mo Zhao sat cross-legged behind the stone table, fumbling with the wine bowl with a frown on his face, looking hesitant.

Opposite him, sat a green-skinned demon with bulging eyes and wearing black armor.

The Black Armor Demon Clan picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, frowned, seemed to be dissatisfied with the taste of the wine, curled his lips and put down the wine bowl.

He raised his head to look at Mo Zhao and said with a calm smile:

"Brother Mo, what do you have to hesitate about? How many people want to surrender to our king but have no way to do it? Now that this opportunity is in front of you, why are you still hesitant?"

Mo Huihui came to his senses and smiled.

"Forgive me, Messenger Wu. After all, this concerns the entire tribe. I have to think about it carefully, right?"

Wu Jing glanced sideways at him and said calmly:

"Brother Mo, let's stop talking behind the scenes. Of those little demons outside you, the most powerful one is at the late stage of the Ascension Realm. There are many of these demon clans in the entire Daze. If you don't have them, you can just recruit them. It doesn't matter at all.

, I don’t believe you really take them to heart.”

Hearing this, Mo Zhao chuckled, but did not refute, apparently acquiescing.

Seeing this, Wu Jing snorted and continued lazily:

"I know that you just can't bear to part with the iron-bone fish here, but you have to know that as long as you join our king, there are many natural and earthly treasures available to you, so why bother with the mere iron-bone fish?"

"At that time, as long as you make a contribution, the king will be happy and reward you with anything that is much more precious than this iron-bone fish!"

Wu Jing's mouth went dry as he spoke, but when he saw that Mo Zhao always greeted him with a smile and made no statement at all, he finally realized that he could not convince this cunning old demon by just trying to make a big deal, so he had to tell his trump card.

"Brother Mo, our king has said that as long as you come here, I will grant you the title of Demon General and give you a golden marrow pill!"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Zhao's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

The demon tribe is naturally barbaric, and there are very few people who are good at refining elixirs and weapons.

Therefore, most monsters improve their cultivation by practicing hard on their own, and some of them are more ruthless by devouring human flesh and blood to absorb the essence.

Mo Zhao has been practicing for more than two hundred years, but he can count the top-grade elixirs he has taken on both hands, let alone top-grade elixirs like the Golden Marrow Pill!

The Golden Marrow Pill cannot immediately improve one's cultivation level, but it can allow practitioners to enter a strange state where their souls are differentiated and their spiritual consciousness gradually develops within three days after taking the pill.

To put it in layman’s terms, it means experiencing the realm of monks early!

When you practice in this state, the improvement of your cultivation level cannot be described as fast as a thousand miles!

One day is worth several months!

Especially for the demon clan, the effect of Golden Marrow Pill is more powerful and significant.

A golden marrow pill can increase your cultivation level by at least ten years!

When he thought of the rumored powerful effect of the Golden Marrow Pill, Mo Zhao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Seeing Mo Zhao's excited expression in his eyes, Wu Jing's eyes flashed with satisfaction and he smiled:

"How about it, brother Mo, are these conditions generous enough? If you are still not satisfied, then I have no choice but to go to Lin Chong's place!"

At the end, there was a hint of threat in Wu Jing's tone.

Temptation and threats came at the same time, and Mo Zhao finally couldn't resist it, and he forced a smile on his face and said:

"Messenger Wu is serious. I, Mo Zhao, am a ungrateful person. It is my honor that King Wu Chan values ​​me so much. From now on, I will only follow King Wu Chan's lead!"

After hearing Mo Zhao's promise, Wu Jing's expression softened and he nodded with satisfaction.

"It's good that Brother Mo understands. Don't worry, our king has always been generous and will definitely not treat you poorly!"

"That's it, that's it. Please take care of me, Brother Wu, from now on!"

Mo Zhao slapped the snake on the stick, and immediately changed his title from Wu Messenger to Brother Wu, and stuffed a bunch of things in his hand.

Wu Jing glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was a low-grade spiritual stone. He was immediately overjoyed and took it, nodding at the same time.

"It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk. We will be colleagues from now on, so we will naturally take care of each other!"

After a few polite words, Mo Zhao rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "Brother Wu, where is Lin Chong?"

Wu Jing understood the idea in his heart and said with a smile: "Master Wuluo is leading the team for this trip. When he sent me here, he only gave me a place for a demon general. Now that it has fallen to you, brother Mo, Lin Chong naturally has no chance. He is just a partial general." I can still make the decision."

"We can go to Lin Chong's place together later and ask him if he is willing to surrender to King Wu Chan. If Lin Chong agrees, it will be great. From now on, he will be under your jurisdiction, brother Mo. If he doesn't, hehe."

Mo Zhao's eyes lit up and he said hello repeatedly.

When he thought that he would be able to show off his power in front of his old rival later, and even be able to overwhelm him from now on, Mo Zhao felt refreshed all over his body, as if he had drank a jar of fine wine, and he wished he could leave now.

But at this moment, a little demon suddenly rushed out.

"Your Majesty, an enemy suddenly rushed into our tribe, and many brothers were killed!"

Mo Zhao glanced at Wu Jing, glared at his subordinates and said, "Call me general from now on!"

After saying this, he asked again: "Tell me, what kind of enemy is it? Could it be that guy Lin Chong?"
Chapter completed!