Killing God

The four hundred and fifteenth chapter is right

Everything seemed as if it had only happened yesterday, vividly, Shen Shi sat down silently on the big rock, and suddenly wanted to drink, but found that there was none beside him.

In the cold and dilapidated camp, everything looked lifeless, and it seemed to be telling the cold and merciless vicissitudes of life, and only the remaining ruins and broken walls still recorded the past prosperity here, but it made people feel a little bit more emotional.

If the old white monkey and the stone pig were still there, would they be fighting against themselves?

Shen Shi was silent for a long time, then sighed softly. No one knows the temperament of those two old friends better than him. Shizhu has a straightforward temperament and a violent temper. However, he has a simple mind and a high regard for feelings. He may hesitate in the face of him; while the old white monkey is still young. Old and weak and befriend him, but with the temperament that he dreams of chasing the glory of the Yao clan's ancestors, I am afraid that it will turn his face more firmly.

But perhaps, he wouldn't feel better in his heart. The old white monkey knew Shen Shi's identity before he died, and the scenes of sadness are still carved in Shen Shi's heart. It’s just who knows that the changes in the world have become like this again after many years. Shen Shi lowered his head and glanced at his palm, where it was dry and stable, as usual, but he stared into his fingers, but he seemed to smell something vaguely. The smell of blood.

In the current situation in the Demon Realm, it seems that the demons may be destroyed. Although a large part of it is due to the ravages of the mysterious ghosts, the entry of the Humans into the Demon Realm is undoubtedly an important reason. It can even be said that even if there is no ghost frenzy, in front of today's extremely powerful human race cultivator army, the demon race may actually end up the same.

And the origin of these things seemed to fall on Shen Shi's body, and perhaps his palm had been stained with blood since then.

It’s just that Shen Shi didn’t seem to mourn or sigh. He just looked at his hand in silence, then looked up at the ruins. After a while, he stood up and looked at the piece. The weathered stone whispered: "I'm right."

The stone was silent, this ruined ruin was silent, everything was silent.

Shen Shi turned around and strode forward, without looking back, and quickly left here.

In the following time, Shen Shi did not leave the Hell Mountain Range immediately, but Yujian flew across the mountains to check, but no matter how hard he tried to search for it with his memories, he could not find that one anyway. The dragon vein altar.

That bizarre altar seemed to have suddenly disappeared from the world, without a trace. In the mountains, many corpses and bones were found one after another. There were ghosts and monsters who died in battle. , But these seem to have nothing to do with the Dragon Vessel Altar.

Shen Shi was puzzled now. After he fell into a coma, what happened in this mountain range or in that dragon vein altar?

It's just that he has seen too many weird things in the world, and he knows that there are always things beyond people's imagination. For example, in this world, no one believes in the war between Pangu and the world **** in the ancient times. There are many similar examples, so Shen Shi was not too attached to this matter. After confirming that he could not find the altar, Shen Shi gave up here, changed direction, and prepared to leave Heihe Mountain towards Pingyao City. .

This way, he flew out of the Black Prison Mountain, and then flew along the plain for a while. Shen Shi was a little surprised to find that the strange dream he had made seemed a bit like an actual occurrence. The once brutal and powerful ghost race, at this time, has really been exhausted in front of the human race, and the stamina is insufficient. Not only the siege outside the Ping Demon City has been solved, the human race is aggressively attacking and advancing into the depths of the demon world. And the ghost has no resistance.

As for the current territories ascertained by the human race, although I don’t know what caused the massive deaths and migrations of the indigenous demons on this land, the rest are almost all tribes with weak power, not only the ghost race is strong When the time surrendered, at this moment the human tribe army was pressing down, but many small tribes also bowed their knees and came to beg for mercy.

After coming to the demon world, there are two things that make the clan leaders very puzzled. One is that the demon clan is so weak; the other is that the ghost clan, which was so powerful not long ago, suddenly seemed to have lost its stamina, and its strength began to be comprehensive. Cowering, and then quickly repelled by the cunning and powerful human race.

And on this day, Ping Demon City was extremely lively, monks and casual practitioners came and went, and most people had a relaxed smile on their faces, which was in sharp contrast with the tension in the previous days when the city was besieged by countless ghosts. At the same time, compared with the previous days, the number of cultivators in Ping Demon City is also much less. This is because many cultivators have left Ping Demon City to continue exploring the depths of the demon world.

In fact, the fact that they can have a windfall is the biggest reason for most cultivators to come to the demon world. As for the so-called righteous things, it is actually not important in most people's hearts.

At the large city gate, a woman walked into the city with her hands on her back. She looked gentle and slightly seductive, and she seemed to have a water-like grace between her gestures. It was Ling Chunni, and looking at her appearance, It seems that there has been a great advancement than the previous days.

Occasionally, a passing monk will be attracted by her beauty, and look at her a few more times, but there is no more trouble, because the four justices have already established the rules in this city, no matter where it is for casual repairs. , Come here to Ping Demon City must comply.

So no one came to trouble Ling Chunni, everything seemed very peaceful. Ling Chunni looked around, with a leisurely expression, and then walked towards the center of the city, where there was an ancient teleportation circle, which was the only passage from the demon world to the Hongmeng world.

The sound of killing from afar seems to be heard occasionally. It is the ghosts and a few monsters captured by the human race in the disposal of the war. The ghosts have almost no clear mind, so the human race naturally does not have a good impression of these monsters, but it is In the mouths of some demon captives who arrived, the human race had used a picture scroll to make this most primitive map of the demon world.

But this time naturally it had nothing to do with Ling Chunni. She did so many things, but in fact she just wanted one thing, but this time she did get what she dreamed of.

As for all the Human Race monks in the city, it seems that no one had any reaction to her true identity. It seemed that everyone took her for granted.

Ling Chunni stood in front of the ancient teleportation array, waiting patiently, waiting for the golden light from the sky and the solemn atmosphere.

No one recognized her as having another identity, so when the golden light rose up, Ling Chunni walked into the ancient teleportation circle with a smile, and then left the world soil under the golden light.

At the same time, Shen Shi walked in at the gate of Ping Yao City. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net