I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Chapter 314 Collapse at the First Touch

The setting sun is like blood.

The sand is rolling and the sky is vast.

The afterglow reflected slantingly, dyeing the world into a sad and beautiful dim yellow. .

"Roar--"

A long roar spread for dozens of miles.

Looking down from the sky, a centipede several feet long is escaping in front, followed by a large area of ​​ink chasing after it.

The Flying Centipede Demon King roared to Qingqiu for help, but received no response, so he had to try his best to flap his remaining three wings.

The six-winged centipede, an ancient insect, escaped all the way back to Qingqiu after the demonic city it was in was destroyed.

As a result, he fell into a trap by Li Xun's troops. He was seriously injured and was ambushed and killed.

Three wings were broken, most of the centipedes were broken, and 90% of them were dead.

Purple demon blood flowed, falling to the ground with a sizzling sound, and the vegetation in a radius of dozens of feet withered.

"kill!"

"kill--"

The roar from behind continued, and the military formation was murderous, making the soldiers of the lower third rank fearless of the demon king's pressure.

Since arriving at the blessed land of Qingqiu first, Li Xun's military clan has turned a thousand miles around into a hunting ground, killing the defeated troops of the demon city on all sides.

Not long ago, a demon king who was good at flying was killed by the ax of the commander of the Flying Eagle Army only a few dozen feet away from Qingqiu Paradise. Niu Su carried the demon king's head and walked around the blessed land. He was so arrogant that he regarded demons and immortals as nothing.

"Old Centipede, don't leave, just let Grandpa Zhang make some wine!"

Chen Ying stabbed the fire dragon under his seat at the reverse scale. His speed suddenly increased and he caught up with the Flying Centipede Demon King.

This fire dragon is the son of the Red Dragon City Lord. When he saw his father stewing dragon hot pot, the fire dragon was driven by the desire to survive, and the fire dragon was willing to ride for Chen Ying.

"You dare!"

The Flying Centipede Monster King turned around and spat out a mouthful of purple poisonous mist. The magical power of the ancient alien poisonous insect would kill anyone who touched it under the power of the God of Refining.

Chen Ying stepped on the back of the fire dragon, using his true energy to move through the poisonous mist, the thunder gun in his hand sprayed hundreds of spear lights.

Thunder!

The Flying Centipede Demon King sensed a fatal threat, and the spell caster was comparable to the peak demon. However, the magical weapons in his hands were mysterious and carried divine thunder that could ward off evil and destroy demons.

"Roar!"

With a long roar, the figure suddenly grew to tens of feet, and the huge mouth turned around to bite.

"Man and gun become one!"

Chen Ying used the True Immortal inheritance, and all his energy was transformed into the gun. There was a burst of thunder, and the Thunder Gun turned around and ran away.

"Damn it!"

The Flying Centipede Demon King missed his target and had already delayed his escape, only to see an overwhelming number of weapons flying towards him.

It is impossible for ordinary weapons to hurt the Demon King, but there are many demon king bones among them, polished into divine weapons.

at the same time.

The great Confucianism, magic, martial arts, and exterior scenes imprisoned the Flying Centipede Demon King in place.

One after another, the weapons pierced the body of the Flying Centipede Demon King, so densely packed that it instantly turned into a hedgehog.

Having suffered serious injuries in succession and being baptized this time, the Flying Centipede Monster King gave up on escaping and threw himself at the human army with all his might.

The giant centipede demon that was tens of feet tall fell down like a hill. In an instant, hundreds of soldiers were reduced to a pulp. Without the use of any magic, hundreds of soldiers were crushed to death by rolling on the spot.

But that was all. The generals of the army stopped the Flying Centipede Demon King and broke it into several pieces.

Before his death, the Flying Centipede Demon King cursed loudly at the Qingqiu blessed land several miles away: "The Qingqiu Fox Demon will destroy the nine tribes!"

A spear fell from the sky, penetrated the lower body of the flying centipede, and picked out several feet of purple gall.

Chen Ying showed up and laughed while holding the purple gallbladder.

"I hunted sea dog gallbladders a few days ago, and now I have centipede demon gallbladders. The brewed spirit wine will definitely turn me into a straight man. The girls in Chunfeng Tower will not fall in love with me, Lao Zhang!"

When the soldiers heard Chen Ying's words, they all came over and said shyly.

"General Zhang, don't forget our friendship!"

"But brothers who have carried guns together!"

"When will this wine be brewed? I am willing to test the poison for Brother Zhang..."

Those who spoke included low-level soldiers, middle-level officers, and generals who were ranked as martial arts masters.

After nearly a year of bloody battles, the top and bottom ranks of the army have formed a life-and-death bond, and the concept of superiority and inferiority has long been indifferent.

"Go, go, go, Lao Zhang is not enough!"

Chen Ying hugged the centipede's gallbladder as if protecting a calf, and said: "When the Qingqiu is leveled, I, Lao Zhang, will go to Chunfeng Tower. I won't come out for a month... no, half a year!"

The human army surrounded the corpse of the Flying Centipede Demon King and quickly peeled off the flesh and blood. Tens of thousands of people were like ants and locusts. The huge demon corpse turned into white bones in an instant, and then even the bones disappeared.

Only traces on the ground remain, proving that giant beasts were once again raging here.

…

Qingqiu blessed land.

Fox Fairy Palace.

The atmosphere was stagnant and depressing.

Many demon kings lowered their heads, not daring to move the spirit wine and fruits on the table, and glanced at the light curtain in the palace.

In the light curtain, Chen Yingzheng was holding a centipede bladder and talking, bragging about its miraculous effects.

There was a demon king of the Zerg and Dog clans in the field. Hearing this, they grinned and wished they could rush out and devour him.

However, the Fox Fairy has an order that prohibits any monster race from going out, so they can only watch the human race run rampant.

Hu Ling'er leaned on the soft platform, glanced at Chen Ying in the light curtain with cold eyes, and asked: "What is this person's name?"

Immediately, a nine-tailed fox replied: "My dearest lady, this person's name is Zhang Cheng."

"You remember his appearance."

Hu Ling'er said slowly: "We must capture him alive during the decisive battle. Eighteen kinds of torture will make his life worse than death!"

"Don't worry, I will skin this guy and remove his tendons!"

"Pull out the soul, light it, and burn it for a thousand years."

"The name Zhang Cheng is a disaster when you hear it. Throw it into this king's insect cave and taste the heart-gnawing feeling of thousands of insects..."

The demons spoke loudly and cursed one after another. It was obvious that Chen Ying's arrogance had aroused public anger.

Cough cough cough!

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound was heard in the hall, causing the demons to turn around and find that it was a male demon in the corner.

There are quite a few human beings in Qingqiu Blessed Land, and there are several people in the God Refining Realm in the palace. Looking at the man's clothes, he seems to be the lord of a certain demon city.

"I accidentally choked on my drink and disturbed the queen!"

Zhang Cheng quickly bowed and saluted. After Hu Jiuying died in battle, he was automatically promoted to city lord.

The battlefield in the northern part of Qingqiu was the most brutal, and very few demons could be recovered. As the lord of a city, Zhang Cheng knew about the frontline matters and was already qualified to participate in the discussions at the Fox Immortal Palace.

According to the large-scale official system, Zhang Cheng has quickly reached the third rank of officials, touching the center of the country.

Hu Ling'er waved her hand and said it didn't matter. Since Zhang Cheng fought to the death to bring Hu Jiuying's body back, he had made a great contribution, and the Fox Fairy looked at him differently.

Hu Jiuying was Hu Ling'er's supporter and master, and the only relative in Qingqiu Blessed Land. Who would have thought that she would die unexpectedly.

The Yunzhou human race seemed to have a fierce offensive, killing many demon kings along the way. In fact, most of them were second and third grade, and only two of them, like the nine-tailed fox, fell.

"Thank you for your forgiveness!"

Zhang Cheng was grateful on the face, but he had already cursed ten times in his heart.

How could he not recognize Chen Ying's appearance? He actually carried Zhang Cheng's reputation and acted arrogantly in front of the demon fairy. He was simply not a human being.

Unconsciously, Chen Ying's name was already well-known in Qingqiu.

However, after this incident, the atmosphere in the palace became less oppressive, and the demons began to discuss the war.

Of course, it cannot be said that Qingqiu is at a disadvantage in front of the Fox Immortal, but that it is a strategic retreat based on the overall situation. As for how to reverse the situation of the war and change from retreat to counterattack, there has been no result after long discussions.

Even if the demon king didn't know the art of military formation, he could still see that Qingqiu would be defeated.

The only thing they can hope for is the allies mentioned by Fox Fairy. However, since the beginning of the war, there has never been any news about allies.

Shouldn't the so-called allies mean exchanging marching messages so that the monsters can ambush and attack the human army to hinder their attack?

suddenly.

A stream of light fell outside the hall and turned into a fox demon man. He showed his token and the demon soldiers on duty did not dare to stop him.

Qingqiu Ling, seeing him is like a fox fairy coming in person.

The fox demon walked into the palace, bowed and saluted: "Hu Zhuo has met the empress, and I have brought a message from the Lord."

"Say it."

Hu Ling'er waved her hand and sealed off the inside and outside of the Fox Immortal Palace.

Hu Zhuo immediately said: "Your Majesty, the Lord said that after the Yunzhou army gathers, just ask the entire Qingqiu army to attack Tongcheng."

"Um."

Hu Ling'er nodded and suddenly asked: "Are you from the Fox Clan now, or something else?"

"This junior is of course from the Fox Clan."

Hu Zhuo said: "But when this junior fell into despair, he received the Lord's favor, so he should help pass on a message."

Hu Ling'er said: "Since you are a descendant of me, please sit down in the hall."

"As commanded."

Hu Zhuo bowed and stepped back, looking for a corner, which happened to be Zhang Cheng's left hand.

Zhang Cheng secretly looked at it and found that Hu Zhuo was indeed still a fox demon, and many of his racial tricks had not changed. Unfortunately, in front of the fox demon, he could not cast spells to test his aura.

He didn't even dare to cast a spell to summon him, not to mention the Fox Fairy's magic power was blocked, but he would be exposed if he made the slightest move.

"How to do how to do……"

Zhang Cheng was anxious. He finally got the core secret and must spread the news.

"For now, the only way is to tell the Immortal. The few times we met before, they were all in dreams... I can only try to sleep and dream!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng immediately filled the wine glass and said to Hu Zhuo: "Brother Hu has made great contributions to Qingqiu, congratulations!"

Hu Zhuo frowned slightly, wondering who this guy was and why he was so familiar with him, but he still poured the wine and clinked the glasses.

Zhang Cheng drank it all in one gulp, then raised his glass and said: "Brother Hu will be very successful in the future, I hope I can help him a little bit!"

It turns out that she is a flatterer, and she is indeed a shemale!

Hu Zhuo thought he had figured out Zhang Cheng's thoughts, so he no longer had any doubts. Since there was no acquaintance in the palace, he simply drank with Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng's series of flatteries immediately made Hu Zhuo his confidant. They exchanged glasses for wine and drank more than a dozen jars of spiritual wine in a matter of seconds.

"Brother Hu...continue..."

Zhang Cheng's tongue was numb and he could not speak clearly. As he spoke, he fell straight on the table.

"Brother Zhang can't drink enough!"

Hu Zhuo pushed Zhang Cheng and heard him talking drunkenly, talking nonsense about counterattacking the human race and occupying Yunzhou.

Zhang Cheng pretended to be drunk, but in fact he kept calling for immortality in his heart.

I felt dizzy and fell asleep completely.

The soul floats and flies into the clouds.

Zhang Cheng looked up and saw the Taoist shrouded in purple energy, and immediately woke up from his trance.

"Chief Immortal, the human spy has appeared, and he asked Qingqiu to attack Tongcheng."

"knew."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and said: "The war in Qingqiu is over, your merit accumulation is almost full, have you thought about the future?"

"the way?"

Zhang Cheng immediately asked: "Can I still choose to become an immortal?"

The path to immortality is difficult. Whoever gets promoted is not lucky, it doesn't matter who becomes an immortal first.

"That's natural!"

Zhou Yi said: "All matters in the world are governed by gods, and the endless stars in the sky correspond to the star king one by one. This matter is related to the future path, do you still need to think carefully?"

"Immortal, there is no need to think about it any more. I have often dreamed about it before and have already planned the path to immortality."

Zhang Cheng said quickly: "I dare to ask the immortal, I have experienced the world and know that it is difficult for women. After becoming an immortal, I want to inspire good marriages for the women in the world."

Zhou Yi lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Cheng, and said: "The happy events of Lord Tianxixing are in charge of human marriages. Or I am the old man under the moon, holding the red rope of marriage, and specializing in human marriages."

"hiss!"

Zhang Cheng took a breath of air and looked at the immortal again, feeling more and more unfathomable.

It is destiny for ordinary people to get an immortal destiny, but the immortal leader actually allows you to choose, and the path you have chosen is divided into subdivisions.

"May I ask the Immortal Chief, what's the difference between Mr. Tianxing and Old Man Yuexia?"

"Can't say."

Zhou Yi looked indifferent and did not explain anything.

There are many divine positions in heaven, and they all have powers that cover each other, but they are different in subtle ways.

Tianxi Xingjun is mostly a harbinger of happy events, indicating that a man and a woman belong to each other, and they need to make their own decisions to become a couple.

The old man under the moon is tied by a red thread. Men and women are tied to their fate. Marriage is inherently predetermined, so don't be demanding!

The former Xingjun is free and unrestrained, while the latter Yuelao abides by the rules of heaven. It is difficult to say which one is better and which strategy is better.

It was a matter of immortality, Zhang Cheng did not dare to make any hasty conclusions and bowed down to salute.

"Immortal Chang allows his disciples to get through the hurdles in front of them before making a decision. If he dies in the battlefield, everything will be over!"

"Can!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand and knocked Zhang Cheng's soul out of the clouds.

The magic power of marrying a dream is silent and has not been missed so far. However, Zhang Cheng is too close to the fox fairy. If the real fairy aura is revealed, all the previous efforts will be in vain.

…

The first year of Hongde.

July.

Li Xun's troops were hunting demon soldiers, and they came to report that there was a large army approaching from the southwest.

"Southwest? It should be the Tongcheng army!"

"I originally thought that the second troops to arrive at Qingqiu would be the Imperial Guards of Daqian. Who would have thought that Tongcheng would arrive first."

Li Xun smiled and said, "General Xiong, Governor Shen doesn't seem to be as useless as you said."

"It seems that the general has made a mistake."

Xiong Ming said: "But Governor Shen is far behind the general. The last general Shetong came to join the general, which shows that the other half is still right!"

"Hahaha! Let's go, I'll welcome Governor Shen later!"

Li Xun gave an order, and tens of thousands of cavalry rushed to the northwest like a black torrent.

As time goes by, Li Xun's tribe has digested the gains of the war. With the blessing of martial arts skills and demon flesh and blood, the soldiers under his command are not weak to the eighth-level martial arts even if they are large-headed soldiers.

Forty-three thousand martial arts monks rode on monster beasts and charged, and the evil energy condensed into substance, transforming into various weird scenes.

A hundred miles away, within a quarter of an hour of running, the Tongcheng army was already in sight.

"It seems that the general has made a mistake."

Xiong Ming said: "But Governor Shen is far behind the general. The last general Shetong came to join the general, which shows that the other half is still right!"

"Hahaha! Let's go, I'll welcome Governor Shen later!"

Li Xun gave an order, and tens of thousands of cavalry rushed to the northwest like a black torrent.

As time goes by, Li Xun's tribe has digested the gains of the war. With the blessing of martial arts skills and demon flesh and blood, the soldiers under his command are not weak to the eighth-level martial arts even if they are large-headed soldiers.

Forty-three thousand martial arts monks rode on monster beasts and charged, and the evil energy condensed into substance, transforming into various weird scenes.

A hundred miles away, within a quarter of an hour of running, the Tongcheng army was already in sight.