It was a heavy rain at night, awakening all the demon soldiers who were resting in the open air. Except for the animal-skin tent that the Feather King enjoyed, there was no shelter in the camp. The demon soldiers stood against the wooden fence and roared from time to time, as if challenging the rainy day.

The beast monster never knew how to suppress the depression and emotions in their hearts. They could not retaliate against the heavy rain, so they vented to themselves. A short beast monster walked into a water-stacked depression, pulled their shirts and roared into the sky. A flash of lightning struck half of the sky. He smashed the bone helmet in his hand towards another beast monster closest to him.

The fight began like this. It was not a beast monster that rushed into the depression, but seven or eight. They instantly threw themselves down the challenger. After they stood up, they started a melee.

Most demon soldiers have no special abilities except for being stronger. In the dark rainy night, no one can see the scene of the fight clearly, but this did not affect their enthusiasm at all. They gathered into a roar and even overwhelmed the thunder in the air.

In this kind of occasion, he turned around and glanced at his more than a hundred demon soldiers, "Who dares to rush in with me and come out alive, I will give him twice as much food."

There were few responders, and they were all beast monsters. The soldiers of the half-demon did not feel that they had the appetite to eat twice as much food. They prefer to cheer.

Lao Chi took a last look at Feidian and led a few followers into the depression. Once the fight started, they would fight on their own and didn't care who was hit by the punches.

Xin Youtao didn't like this kind of scene at all. He didn't need to pretend to be excited on a rainy night and sighed in a low voice, "He might as well stay for us to block the rain. It's said that demons are fighting, but I believe this time. They are more motivated to 'slay demons and eliminate demons' than Taoist priests."

Ouyang Lu is a fake beast monster. He is too small and dared not rush in to participate in the fight. However, he showed a real excitement, "It's a pity that I can't use spells, and my horns are not solid. I can't stand the trouble."

Shin Ji was observing silently, and said at this time: "This is a good way to make everyone forget the rain." Indeed, after the fight began, both participants and bystanders were all excited, their sleepiness disappeared, and the rain seemed cool and comfortable. Another flash of lightning flashed by, Shin Ji looked up at the sky, "The demon cloud is still there."

The demon clouds are still there, and they have increased to three groups. Hidden in the rain clouds, occasionally strange lights flash, showing their existence. They are the monitors, protectors and destroyers of the demon army camp. If a Taoist priest rushed in, they will launch a powerful offensive that does not distinguish between enemies and me.

The eleven Taoist prisoners were treated better than those of demon soldiers. They were locked in the tent of the Feather King without needing to get wet in the rain.

This is definitely not the best time to save people. Listening to the sound of fighting not far away, Mu Xingqiu suddenly felt an impulse. He had this impulse since he was a child, but he was carefully trimmed in Pangshan and unknowingly fell asleep in his heart. Now he was awakened again.

"I'll go fight." He strode towards the depression.

"Don't be too arrogant." Ouyang Lei was shocked and advised in a low voice, but his voice was completely submerged by the roar and the sound of rain.

"Hey, can he not be ostentatious? Maybe when he will go directly to negotiate with the Giant Demon King, just wait and be surprised." Xin Youtao half admired and half contempt, shook his head and shook a lot of rain, feeling incredible that he could become friends with Mu Xingqiu.

Fighting among a group of beast monsters with skin like old tree bark and muscles like steel is not an easy task. Mu Xingqiu cannot use magic power, and the moves of the bone-forging fist cannot be used at all. No matter how sensitive the movements and mental methods are, they cannot avoid the sudden fists and feet. No matter how bad the eyes are, the demon can hit something with one move.

This is a barbaric melee that is more disorganized than a street kid fight. There is no so-called final winner. As long as you can walk out of the depression at the end of the melee, even if you can walk out of the depression, your great record is worthy of the crowd of cheers. Most half-demons can endure the rudeness and abuse of the beast demon officers because of this. This time they have a new cheering target: about seven or eight half-demons walked into the depression, and the rain stopped, and only one came out.

"He likes this whenever I say it." Xin Youtao was very proud, as if he was the one who was covered in rain and blood. Until Yu Guang saw Shen Ji's gloomy expression, he immediately shut up, knowing that Mu Xingqiu's fight would remind the Shen family of a lot of things.

After a fierce battle, Lao Chuan seemed to be more energetic. He shook his arms and roared a few times, and patted Feidian twice on the shoulder, "You are not bad, you are a good bastard. When the war starts, you will make great contributions. Are you willing to compete with me? See who killed more humans when you see it."

In the mouth of the beast monster, "mangbang" is the exclusive title of the half demon. It seems that there is not much malice. Mu Xingqiu wiped off the mud on his face and felt a few bones that were so aggravated, but he was in a very comfortable mood. "It depends on who can survive. The dead can't enjoy victory."

Lao Chu laughed and didn't notice that Feidian used the strange saying "dead man" to refer to the demon.

A half demon was trampled to death. Because he was overestimating his ability, no companion was willing to bury him. Soon after dawn, all the demon soldiers drove away and the body was left in the depression and allowed to rot. As for the injured, there were neither herbs nor time to recover from the injury. He had to keep up with the brigade of demon soldiers. The only reward was to divide a few more pieces of fresh meat.

Mu Xingqiu followed Lao Chong and ran around the team. When he came back, he held a lot of jerky meat. The Taoist priests could not eat such things, so they all distributed them to other half-demon soldiers.

"I saw two demon generals and found some news." Mu Xingqiu introduced the situation to his companions while marching. Lao Chi was not jealous and was very happy to introduce the talents he found to the more advanced food owners. "We are heading towards the southeast stronghold, where we will meet with more demon soldiers, and then escort the prisoners to Baizhang City. After arriving at the stronghold, the demon clouds may leave. Their duty is to defend the border and not need them on the way to Baizhang City."

"Your fight was finally in vain." Xin Youtao said sarcastically, "It will take about two or three days from here to the stronghold, and then we can save people. Also, let's get rid of the demon's disguise as soon as possible. I really can't stand this smell."

Mu Xingqiu smiled. After experiencing the enlightenment level, the Taoist priest's nose was very sensitive and it was indeed difficult to adapt to the strong smell. "When I get it, there are no demon clouds in the southeast stronghold. But there are magicians and Yishijun."

Shen Ji rarely talked directly to Mu Xingqiu, and then said, "Is it really that Yi Shijun? Although I only inspected the mountains, I heard a lot of news. It is said that Yi Shijun has been missing for several years, and no one knows where he is."

"This is a strange thing." Mu Xingqiu looked back and looked. They were marching in a narrow canyon. The demon soldiers lacked discipline and had uneven physical fitness, so the entire team was very loose. A large group of flying demons protected the Feather King and the captives in front, and the weak half-demon followed the last and struggled. Mu Xingqiu and others were in the middle position, and the demon soldiers in front and behind were far away. They would not hear them talking.

"It seems that there are several Yishijun, who may be different clones, or names randomly named by impersonators." Mu Xingqiu once tried to understand, but from the old collision to the flying demon general, he didn't understand what he wanted to know. In their eyes, Yishijun is Yishijun and there is nothing to introduce.

"I just want to know one thing. Does this strange king still like to swallow the little demons like the legend?" Xin Youtao ran a little breathless and could not use spells and talismans. He was poured into heavy rain last night, and his physical strength was a little unsupported. "What do he want twenty or thirty demons with demon pills to do? We won't be his food, right?"

During a short break at noon, Ouyang Yu heard some useful news, "Some demon tribes have a tradition that believe that some powerful demons will never die. Even if their bodies disappear, their souls and power will be completely transferred to the next demon. Yi Shijun spreads the ancient gods' sect, and many tribes regard him as a demigod, so since he disappeared-"

"Every tribe wants to inherit the soul and power of Yi Shijun, so a bunch of new Yi Shijun appeared." Xin Youtao shook his head, "It's so ignorant. After a while, they will fight for the title, right? This is a great thing for Xijieguo."

"It's definitely necessary to fight. It's not certain when it will be. It depends on how strict the giant demon king's control is. It is said that the Yi Shijun we are going to meet is different from others. He is the son of a demon king. He was sent to Lao Yi Shijun to learn magic since he was a child. He is a direct disciple. Some demons call him the new king."

"Why does he need a demon with demon pill? Do you want to eat it? I won't even give away a piece of fingernail." Xin Youtao is more concerned about this matter.

"I don't know, but we have to make a plan, because there are indeed many demons eaten by this new strange king, and they are all very happy."

"Part?"

"Well, Xinjun seems to like eating palms very much."

Xin Youtao clenched his fists, looked at Mu Xingqiu, and said seriously: "If that new king dares to speak, I will not be honest with him. Even if he reveals his identity, I will not care. I must knock him down all his teeth."

"Of course not. I was thinking about how to rescue the Taoist priests while Yao Yun was away, and then it would not affect us to continue to pretend to be demons." Mu Xingqiu has not yet come up with a solution to both sides.

"Hey, you are more and more fond of being a demon." Xin Youtao was a little worried, "Don't forget that you are a magic general of the Demon-Slaying Society. Can you still do anything when you meet on the battlefield in the future?"

"The battlefield is the battlefield. What I think is how to win and save my own lives. It is not a matter of whether I can do it." After the rest, the team continued to march. Mu Xingqiu urged Xin Youtao to get up, and he did not feel that he would be merciless in the future battlefield.

Along the way, many demon soldiers fell behind, and more demon soldiers gathered in. Three days later, when they finally walked out of the mountains and arrived at the southeast stronghold, the number of demon soldiers led by the King of Feather Fat East was as many as two thousand.

Before he had a moment of rest, Lao Chi immediately summoned nearly thirty demons he selected and took them to see the new king. He still called him Yi Shijun. "No need to say more about how great Yi Shijun is. It is our blessing to be able to get his summoned, so you all be honest. Also, go take a shower first. Yi Shijun doesn't like to smell the smell of smell."

Xin Youtao looked at Mu Xingqiu, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and reiterated his determination to never be eaten.
Chapter completed!