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The area distributed in the demon race is extremely large, with countless species and tribes. Each has different customs, habits and languages, and the differences are particularly obvious in the way of treating the dead.

No spell can distinguish enemies and friends after leaving the master. The series of unclean auras emitted by the demon cloud shot down the Taoist priests who were about to escape and killed many demon soldiers. They could breathe unclean aura at will, but could not withstand the impact of the explosion.

Faced with the fragmented similar species, the beast monsters chose to completely dismember them. Some beast monsters who were not dead were roaring, and they were pulled into pieces by a group of companions. This way of sending off the dead was frightened even if the half demon saw it. The half demon not only looked like a human, but also acted more elegantly. They collected the dead bodies, buried some underground, and some set fire to fire.

There were no more than 200 dead people, but there were twenty or thirty ways to deal with them. Mu Xingqiu, who was sitting on the edge of the camp, was very interested in this matter and soon noticed that many demons were believers of the ancient gods, with a large number of three statues buried or cremated with the dead.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that the demon clan had so many differences besides their different appearances." Mu Xingqiu said in a low voice. Behind him, Xin Youtao and Shen Ji were lying on a pile of broken straw mats to pretend to rest, but in fact they were thinking secretly to remove the unclean air that was forced to inhale.

At the beginning of the chaos, they ran towards the edge of the camp, thus avoiding most of the airflow generated by the explosion, but even if it was only a little, they had to be removed immediately. The cultivator's inner alchemy was mixed and not so sensitive to unclean air, so Ouyang Lei acted as a guard. The three of them thought together, and Mu Xingqiu woke up quickly, with a little remnant in his body. But he felt that he could stand it, and he got rid of the thought in advance because he was afraid that something unexpected happened.

Fortunately, the camp was busy. No demon soldiers paid attention to them. Ouyang Luo wiped himself a little blood. It looked like he was injured, but it was not too serious, so he didn't have to participate in the handling of the corpse. Hearing Mu Xingqiu's words, he nodded, "No one can tell how many demon tribes there are, even they can't. Basically, they fight when they meet, and can use swords and guns for a little food. To be honest, Qi Wushang can condense the demon tribe, which is amazing."

After saying that, Ouyang Luo remembered that the half demon sitting beside him was actually a Taoist priest, and hurriedly added: "But the greater the ability, the greater the evil, the more it is. Qi Wushang is not tolerant of human beings at all. Before he became the giant demon king, he often promoted the "destroyment of clans", saying that only by completely eliminating human beings can the world be peaceful and the demon clan ushered in a prosperous era. He also said that the ancient gods belong to the demon clan, and even if humans believe in it, they should also kill them."

Mu Xingqiu smiled, and he did not deny Qi Wushang's ability. As a former Taoist priest Pang Shan, he never despised or underestimated this wolf demon even if he did not admire him.

"I think the Taoists should be fine for the time being. The Feather King has to give them to the Giant Demon King to show their merits. If you don't kill them here, we still have a chance to rescue them." Feng Dongchen appeared alone to save people, and Ouyang Luo felt a little guilty.

Among the Taoist priests hit by the unclean energy, Feng Dongchen persisted for the longest time. If the Feather King Fadong had not protected him with wings, he almost died at the hands of the Taoist priest Wandishan. Afterwards, he immediately hid in the only animal skin tent in the camp. All eleven prisoners were tightly tied up by the demon rope. The last few magic weapons hidden on his body were also taken away. The Taoist priest who was completely exposed to the unclean energy quickly became weak and was carried away by the flying demon.

Mu Xingqiu nodded. He was also thinking about a plan to save people. After all, these eleven people were Taoist priests and could not just stay in the hands of the demon clan. He raised his head and looked at the demon cloud floating in the sky. "The biggest trouble is it."

"The demon clouds will not follow Baizhang City all the time, there will always be a chance on the way. By the way, we have to be careful and call them "Holy Clouds". This is the name of the demon clan..."

Ouyang Luo was whispering some details of the demon clan, but Mu Xingqiu's eyes were attracted by a beast monster opposite the camp. The tall gatekeeper bear monster was discussing something with a few slightly smaller beast monsters. Soon they walked around the camp. Whenever they went to a place where demon soldiers gathered, they always called out one or two demons from it. If they encountered opposition or hesitation, they would pull it out directly and occasionally punched.

Ouyang Lei also noticed it and whispered: "If he comes to cause trouble, I will deal with it. Although the beast monster likes to fight, we can still avoid causing trouble and try not to cause trouble. The beast monster and the half demon have always been incompatible. If I act rude later, don't care."

"He is here, just be a beast monster." Mu Xingqiu reached out and pushed the two people behind him, awakening them from their imagination.

The team led by the Bear Demon had as many as twenty-five or six demons. He walked in front with big strides, and none of the demon soldiers following him could be higher than his shoulders.

Ouyang Luo stood up to meet him. From then on, he was a beast monster named Haoda. He was punched by the bear monster and could get close to him.

They talked in the way of beast monsters, yelling at each other, and spitting water. Ouyang Luo was obviously at a disadvantage. Without a few words, the thick hair on his head was already a little wet.

The best way of talking to the beast monster is to have a fist. The bear monster pushed Ouyang Lie out more than ten steps and walked in front of Mu Xingqiu in two steps. The three fake monsters had to stand up and look up at this big guy they usually look down on.

"Feidian." Xiong Yao said Mu Xingqiu's false name, "His grandma's, the more a bastard, the more he likes climbing high branches. The three surnames Fei, Hao and Qi are almost used by you, so you can't change their surnames? My name is Lao Chi, because I broke the pine tree planted at my doorstep for decades ten days after I was born. I don't have a surname, so I don't need it. My biological parents can't take care of you, and I want the Demon Emperor, who doesn't even have bones, to bless you? His grandma's, a group of bastards..."

"You just hit my friend again." Mu Xingqiu interrupted the old man Xiong's collision.

Lao Chi laughed loudly, reached out to hold Fei Ding's shoulder, turned around and said to the twenty demon soldiers behind him, "I heard that, this is brotherly loyalty." Then he lowered his head, and the breath he exhaled was filled with a smell of rotten flesh, "It's human beings who just talk about loyalty with his mouth. What about you? What are you capable of besides moving your mouth?"

Mu Xingqiu held his breath and suddenly retreated, getting rid of the thick palm on his shoulders. Then he kicked Lao Chu's right knee - no kick.

Mu Xingqiu still had residual unclean energy in his body. Not only could he not use his magic power, he did not dare to use enough normal power. Even so, his kick was worthy of the strength of five or six ordinary adult men. However, kicking the bear demon was no different from scratching it.

"Haha, a bastard is a bastard." Lao Chong turned around, grabbed Fei Ding's arms with both hands, raised it easily, and then slowly squeezed it hard, "Since you only know how to move your mouth, beg for mercy. Let me hear if you know more tricks than other bastards."

He always hit a "blockbuster" and the half demons who followed him all looked indifferent and did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Xin Youtao and Shen Ji looked at each other, and they were a little worried about Mu Xingqiu. The Taoist priest who could not use magic power was like a tiger and leopard that had lost its claws. If Mu Xingqiu died in the hands of a bear demon like this, it would be too funny. The two of them were quietly preparing and could cast spells to save people with just a hint.

Most of the demon soldiers did not see clearly what happened next. Xin Youtao and Shen Ji were the few witnesses, so they breathed a sigh of relief and stopped being vigilant.

Lao Chuan's hands tightly clamped Feidian's body. Seeing that he refused to beg for mercy, he was furious and tried to shatter a few bones of the stubborn half demon, but he was himself who fell for no reason. His thick body hit the ground and made a loud bang, which scared the demon soldiers in the camp who had just experienced the explosion. Even the demon soldiers in the beast-skin tent of the Feather King Fadong had spiked out to check the situation.

Mu Xingqiu used the "Scale Secret" of the Nine Changes of the Beast. His body became as slippery as a fish, and then he used the "tiger squatting" method to throw the bear demon who weighed several times his weight over his head. There are nine methods of leading the Beast. It is only related to moves and breathing, and there is no need to use magic power. Mu Xingqiu practices several times almost every day, but it is just used as a pure method of practice. He hasn't used it in battle for a long time. He has used it casually and has a greater power than many years ago.

The bear demon, who was self-proclaimed as the boss in the camp, fell to the ground. The demon soldiers first exclaimed, then showed an excited expression. Only a few beast demons were worried about Lao Chu, so they came over to help and yelled.

Lao Chong, who was lying on the ground, stretched out one hand, said that he was fine, stopped his companions from coming, and then sat up, "Whose meal are you going to eat?"

Mu Xingqiu was stunned and didn't understand what the true meaning of this sentence was.

Ouyang Luo hurried over, "We have just come from the land of demons and have not yet chosen a food owner."

Lao Chi stood up and didn't care about the soil on his body. "In the future, you can eat my meal, I will eat the three-zhang Yao Gu Nuo rice, Gu Nuo rice, Fei Demon General Zhan Tian's rice, Zhan Tian's rice, Fei Demon King Fadong's rice, and Fei Demon King's rice, do you understand?"

Mu Xingqiu understood that this was the hierarchical structure of the demon soldiers. Lao Chong belonged to a low-level officer. "Eating his meal" was considered the glory of ordinary demon soldiers. Those demon queens who even couldn't find food owners were at the bottom. They not only had to find food and supplies themselves, but also were bullied.

"Why can't we just eat the food of the General and the King of Feathers? I'll knock you down." Mu Xingqiu asked.

Lao Chu laughed, "You are becoming more and more interesting. You can eat anyone's meal. As long as you can gather enough subordinates, I have 120 or 30 soldiers under my command. How many do you have?"

“None.”

"That's right, so you can only eat my meal, or you'll be hungry. If I don't have enough food, I'll share you with meat."

"Okay, we have four of them in total..." Mu Xingqiu almost said "four people", and finally held back in time.

"You have the courage and ability, and you must have demon pills, right?" Lao Chang asked. Most beast monsters are born with demon pills, but half demons have to practice on their own. They are similar to the casual cultivators among humans, and the number is not very large.

"Well, we all have all four of us."

Lao Chi glanced at the two thin half demons behind Fei Ding, and was a little unbelievable, "Four is better. Yi Shijun asked me to find twenty ones. Now... they are almost thirty. Come with me to see him."

Mu Xingqiu and others were all surprised. The strange Shijun, who could not be found in various Taoist dynasties and the great blessings, was actually here!
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