Sister, I don't want to work hard

Chapter 218 Goodbye Lingxi
The depths of the starry sky.

When the catastrophe comes, almost all immortals have the descendants of the demons. These emotionless, bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty aliens instinctively regard all normal beings as mortal enemies. A monk or an unarmed mortal.

Plundering, killing, and destroying are their most stubborn obsessions. Ever since they were consciously and massively produced by the great powers of the demon race, they have been completely imprisoned by such obsessions and become the most loyal and reliable killing legion. Or cannon fodder.

On a void floating land with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the horrific slaughter has just come to an end, and there are groups of demons everywhere, wrapped in thick black robes. The corpse was incinerated with demonic flames.

The appearance of these corpses was extremely miserable, their expressions were twisted in pain, and their bodies were shriveled.

Thousands of feet high in the sky, a huge hexagonal tower is suspended quietly. The pale tower has seven layers, as if the bones of countless giant beasts are spliced ​​and refined. The surface of the tower is covered with a rich and pure blood light, faintly There are countless twisted and ferocious phantoms looming.

The space in the tower is quite considerable, equivalent to a city with a radius of hundreds of miles. The blood-colored mist is shrouded in it, and there is a lot of demonic energy. Many demons are dormant in it, and they can attack after receiving the order of the superior.

On the top floor of the tower is a magnificent and splendid palace tower, which is exquisite and extravagant, but has a mysterious style that is completely different from the human race's self-cultivation and civilization. Heavy Armor.

Their appearances are very close to the human race, especially the few higher-ranking individuals. They seem to be no different from human monks. Even the aura they exudes is peaceful and peaceful, in stark contrast to the brutality and brutality of the lower-level demons.

In the core area of ​​the palace, in a certain hall, a group of men and women with dignified expressions and luxurious clothes were quietly discussing the distribution of the spoils. The atmosphere was relaxed and happy.

The trophies are the blood-colored crystals suspended in mid-air. They are the size of fists and present a perfect sphere shape. The total number is hundreds or thousands, and each crystal exudes an extremely strong vitality.

This is the result of slaughtering tens of billions of creatures on the continent. A crystal is forcibly extracted from the blood essence of hundreds of millions of mortals, and condensed and concentrated with a vicious and evil secret method.

In addition, next to these blood crystals, there are also bright silver crystals of the same size. Looking at them intently, there are faintly blurred lights and shadows on the surface. These are soul crystals.Each soul crystal also needs to slaughter hundreds of millions of mortals and extract their souls to be successfully refined.

At the top of the Demon Race, these blood crystals and soul crystals are the most important cultivation resources. They can quickly increase strength, recover from injuries, and create powerful and perfect descendants... They are widely used, compared to most of the heavenly materials that are suitable for Demon Race physiques. Treasures are much easier to use, so they are a veritable hard currency.

"...I heard that His Highness Wujun suffered a big loss not long ago, was intercepted by a human emperor and severely injured, and only a wisp of remnant souls escaped back to the Ancestral Nest God Pool to recuperate?"

"Yes, its injury is a bit troublesome. Even if there are sufficient resources, if you don't sleep for a few Yuanhui, you will never recover!"

"Since that's the case, don't you have to hand in the tribute you prepared for it? A dying waste is not enough to protect our tribe, so why should you pay tribute to it?"

"You can have this, and the share that belongs to it will be shared by us in the future!"

"It's just now that the resistance of those human race monks is getting more and more fierce, and from time to time there will be emperor-level powers emerging, and the loss of our tribe is gradually increasing. If you want to not be sacrificed by those big men, do you think about it? Looking for an emperor to be loyal and attached to?"

"Well, it should, let's have a good discussion."

……

In the void not far from this floating land, a bright and magnificent light erupted without warning, reflecting a hundred miles of light.

After dozens of breaths, Guangxia gradually introverted, condensing a group of light cocoons with a diameter of one hundred meters, stagnant in the void.

for a while,

The light cocoon slowly cracked open, and a bright red chariot with a strange and ancient shape appeared from it. It was full of suffocating pressure, emitting a scorching red glow, which looked like a scorching sun from a distance.

"...So this is the Void Starry Sky? Why does it look so desolate and decayed?"

A melodious and ethereal voice sounded, with obvious doubt and disappointment.

"It's normal! Since the ancient times, the Void Starry Sky has suffered countless calamities. It's a miracle that it hasn't been completely destroyed by now, and I can't expect more."

Another gentle and dignified voice said: "I came here once, so I know more about this place. Compared with the world of our Celestial Clan, the current Taixu Starry Sky is indeed not enough to see, only rationing We provide the source of luck to help our world grow faster."

In the chariot, sitting two women of national beauty and fragrant beauty, one with blue silk like waterfalls, bright appearance, snow-white armor outlines the full curves of ups and downs, eyebrows and eyes are like crescent moons, and the breath of youth and vitality is blowing.

The other woman was dressed in a gorgeous dark purple dress. She had a lazy look, her pink cherry lips were moist and sparkling, and her beautiful eyes shone with a sly light. Her eyes were flowing, her aura was unfathomable, and she was as beautiful as a dream.

The appearance of the two women looks no different from the normal human race, except that there are fine natural patterns on their foreheads and the area around the auricles, like tattoos.

If Qin Muling was present, she would definitely be able to recognize her identity. It was Lingxi, the girl he knew in the misty secret realm, who is now the deputy envoy of the Heaven and Human Race Hooking away from the Shrine.The other is her best friend and playmate, who is working as Zi Huang.

At the beginning, because the Zhu Yan divine beast was slaughtered by the daughters of Yu Lingzhou, Zi Huang tried to trace the source and find the real murderer with the secret method, but he suffered a big loss and was seriously injured. It took several years to recover. .

Zi Huang's eyes swept across the dark void in the distance, and said, "We have been ordered to inspect the Taixu starry sky. By the way, we have to clarify some doubts when the secret realm was opened last time. This task is not too urgent and can be traced slowly. Let's go to the territory of the Jie Fortune Palace first. Their head family has some cooperation with our Heaven and Human Race, and many things that are not convenient for us to take action can be settled by them. "

Lingxi nodded: "OK, then we..."

At this moment, the faces of the two women changed slightly, and a large group of descendants of the demons appeared in the distance, rushing towards the location of their chariots.

"What are these things? It doesn't look like a human monk at all."

Lingxi frowned slightly and asked in surprise.I don't feel afraid, after all, the strength gap between the two sides is obvious.

Zi Huang's face was slightly cold: "It should be the legendary descendant of the demon race, yes, I have seen records of this in the secret archives of the Jie Yun Palace, it's really strange, don't they say they have disappeared? Why? Now it's coming out again?"

During the exchange, thousands of descendants of the demon race had rushed to the front, and before they had time to make a move, a radiant Qingluo umbrella flew out lightly, and when the wind rose, it instantly transformed into a sword with a radius of hundreds of miles. Formation, covering the sky and covering the sky, covering all these aliens in it.

(End of this chapter)