Shen Yi drove the cloud to a certain desolate slope.
In his line of sight, there was an extra mountain made up of a pile of demons and monsters.
According to Qing Hua's report, Songzhou Prefecture was not particularly large, with a total of 102 county towns in the four prefectures, and a total of 636 demon heads were beheaded. Even the portable treasure could not hold so many corpses, and they could only be temporarily piled up here.
Compared with the Qingzhou's Xiao Yue Yao Wang, he brought only a dozen or so demon kings.
The Red-eyed Demon King had clearly established his dominance, made a name for himself, and had nearly a thousand demons under his command. Even so, on average, there were only six or seven demons in each county town, yet they could intimidate the entire population of the county.
Among them, about 60% were intelligent demons, with over a hundred in the initial stage, dozens in the jade liquid stage, and sixteen condensed dan demons.
To know this is the result of their fierce battle with Zhenmo Si and another demon king, and yet there are still so many left.
A small demon with a jade-like complexion effortlessly subdued over 100,000 people without any resistance.
Jing Dan's demonic magic was so powerful that he could lie in the county government office and scare off the martial artists from nearby counties, not even daring to think about escaping.
Such a strong sense of oppression would not be unfounded.
It was only after countless lives were used as a warning that the people of Songzhou were shocked and became what they are today.
"Ah."
Shen Yi let out a slight sigh of relief, and when he saw the head on the long spear at the entrance of the Demon-Suppressing General's mansion, for some reason, he suddenly thought of General Chen Qiankun.
He is not a sentimental person.
But after witnessing the situation in Songzhou, I still feel a bit uncomfortable at heart.
And what's even more absurd is.
Among the demons, the Red-eyed Demon King's way of eating is already considered "benevolent", feeding on incense and wishes rather than fresh blood, only allowing his subordinates to eat regularly, maintaining the mortal's heart-pounding fear for their lives.
If it were those who got things done efficiently, perhaps Song would have been finished off long ago and completely devoured.
As expected, small potatoes remain small potatoes.
Even with the possession of extraordinary abilities beyond ordinary people's imagination, Shen Yi still couldn't achieve a state like that of a high-ranking martial artist, where one's heart is as calm as still water, treating the world as a chessboard and viewing lives as pawns to be exchanged.
In his previous fight with Akumaou, he punched down one by one, as if returning to the Liu Li Miao village, stabbing the steel knife into the heart of that dog demon, stabbing it again and again, venting the anger in his heart.
Shen Yi gently shook her head and quickly adjusted her mood.
His eyes gleamed with cold light, and he opened his mouth to turn the towering meat mountain in front of him into a river of blood. Six or seven hundred ferocious demons quickly turned into dry skin bags.
The Blood River converged in mid-air, condensing into demonic blood at a visible speed.
It looked like a sky full of bright red, but as it gradually turned dark red... only four drops of magic blood remained, which dripped into Shen Yi's mouth.
“……”
Not even enough to support a full-strength battle of the Dao fetus.
But their true value lies elsewhere.
Shen Yi raised his eyes and looked at the dashboard, and that string of exaggerated numbers made his heart beat slightly faster.
Remaining lifespan of the demon: 94,600 years
Among them, only four heads of Bao Dan Yao Jun's 11,000 years and Chi Mu Yao Wang's more than 7,000 years were personally beheaded by Shen Yi.
The rest were all written by Qing Hua Fu Ren.
Shen Yi summoned the other party's divine soul, and saw a woman wearing a blue floral long shirt floating lightly beside him.
"Go back to the edge of Songzhou and take a look, see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net."
"The Azure Flower humbly follows the will of our Lord."
The lady with the blue flower complexion was pale, but she didn't show any dissent. She bowed her head respectfully and quickly returned to the shade of the divine spirit, then drifted away into the distance with the divine spirit.
Shen Yi put away the scattered beast yuan and demon dan into his pocket, then took out the corpses of Bao Dan Yao Jun and Chi Mu Yao Wang.
Blood Rejuvenation Technique is used once again.
A moment later, twenty-three drops of demon blood floated out from the four demon kings. Judging by their numbers, their strength was slightly inferior to that of the small demon king. Those who could survive in a fierce battle were indeed exceptional.
It was actually the Red-eyed Demon King that made Shen Yi feel slightly disappointed. Fifty-seven drops of demonic blood were far inferior to those of Lady Qing Hua.
"Really?"
Under the empty skin pouch of the black bear, there was a jet-black wooden box.
Shen Yi swallowed the demon blood and waved his hand to pick it up. When he opened it, he found that inside were neatly arranged envelopes.
One by one, unfold and read.
All the letters come from the same force.
The content of the letter is also very simple, almost all of which are about resolving doubts regarding cultivation methods.
The signature is a very solemn and familiar force.
Green Hill
In the letter, they referred to Akumaou as Gofu.
After taking away all the letters, underneath was a thick manual of kung fu.
“……”
Shen Yi flipped open the manual and quickly scanned its contents.
Soon, an extra line of text appeared on the panel.
Martial Immortal: Wanxiang Shenxiu Great Method - Not Yet Entered the Gate
He recalled the treasure armor and weapons that had condensed on the black bear's body earlier, and condensed the intangible incense will into a visible existence.
No wonder a demon suddenly wants to change its ways and become some kind of god.
It turned out to be a master inheritance.
"Just put it away for now."
Shen Yi waved his hand to shut down the panel. Although he had gained a large amount of demonic lifespan, the situation in Songzhou was not normal. If other states were like this, Da Qian would have perished long ago.
The province is famous for its flowers.
This yin spirit technique is at most a choice under helpless circumstances, let alone with the current ability of Qinghua Furen, where does she have the spare energy to control an even more powerful yin spirit.
It would be great if I could pick up a Divine Realm Demon Emperor...
Shen Yi cast his gaze onto the demon's origin, or should he feed her another one of these?
Wait a little longer.
This was a demonic lifespan of tens of thousands of years, and if it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to waste it on Qing Hua.
Better go back to Wu Miao and see if there's anything else that needs to be practiced.
As for this Red-eyed Demon King having some connection with Qing Qiu, Shen Yi wasn't particularly concerned; Qing Qiu had long been on his silent note list, and this time it was just deepening the impression.
"Adding up the previous ones, one hundred and twenty-six drops of magic blood should be enough."
Shen Yi put away the wooden box, and the demon pill didn't let it go either. These things can now replace magic blood as a supplement, they can't be wasted.
He sat cross-legged and poured the demon's life into the Nine Demon Transformation Magic.
This time it was fed by the second fairy demon.
In the first year, you infused the demonic blood into your limbs and extremities, feeding it to Mountain Lord, which began to devour unconsciously.
The same change as before appeared on Shān Jūn's body.
Shen Yi lifted his clothes and looked at the tiger stripes that had quietly appeared on his body, the demonic blood merging into his flesh, rendering it a slightly eerie bright red color.
At the same time, a vast power began to erupt within himself.
The amount of demonic blood is rapidly decreasing.
He soon lost more than 70 drops, but Shan Jun was still continuing to absorb.
In the 4200th year, Mountain Lord's absorption speed began to slow down, and the aura on his body seemed to have reached a certain peak, making the nearby Immortal Python feel threatened. The spotted tiger looked at its opponent with a blank expression, and swallowed another drop of demonic blood.
(End of chapter)
