"How could he be here? How could he die here!"

Yan Tu howled inwardly, unable to understand what was happening.

This is like the emperor's only eldest son dying in his living room. Even if it is reasonable, he cannot explain it. Moreover, the Blood Demon King is not a reasonable person. To be his subordinate, it is best to have some indispensable real skills.

Now, no matter how good Yan Tu is at his job, he will still be in trouble when he returns. With the blood demon king's cruel temper, someone is destined to bear his endless anger, and Yan Tu will hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Capture it alive, or bring its body back to the Blood Demon King to give an explanation!" Yan Tu understood that this was his only way to survive, otherwise what awaited him would be death from the blood poisonous explosion.

Buzz——

At this moment, a deafening buzzing sound came into my ears.

Yan Tu followed the sound subconsciously, and immediately understood the meaning of misfortune never coming alone, and the stone hanging in his heart became even bigger.

The wind-binding spirit formation was broken.

"No one who comes here today can leave alive!"

The entire valley reverberated with the furious roar of the Green Demon King, and the Green Spirit Demon Army let out overwhelming cheers. They immediately rekindled their high morale and launched a ferocious counterattack against the anxious Blood-devouring Sect.

"Old Xuan, thank you for your hard work. Go back to your home and rest." The Green Demon King said without looking back.

She was suspended high in the sky riding on the strong wind, her black hair dancing wildly like a waterfall, her white jade arms spread wide, tightly embracing the invisible and intangible power of the wind.

Woohoo!

The wind howls all over the world, sometimes ghosts cry and wolves howl, sometimes it is vast and lonely, those who hear it are frightened, and those who listen are trembling with fear.

"Wind Burial, Soulless Needle!"

She murmured lowly and raised her arms forward lightly.

In an instant, thousands of gusts of wind transformed into invisible and colorless condensed needles, which were shot at the members of the Blood-devouring Sect with great accuracy.

Although they couldn't see it, they could hear the sound of the wind that was no different from the grim smile of the God of Death, and they could also feel the violent wind spirit power that filled the world. This scared the members of the Blood-devouring Sect to the point of sweating, but they were well-trained and did not choose to escape.

It is to use defensive weapons or techniques to deal with it with all your strength.

Unfortunately, the wind needle was unpredictable and pervasive, easily piercing through their less-than-flawless defense methods.

"ah!!!"

"What kind of witchcraft is this!"

The tragic wails kept rising and falling, and they danced around the nothingness as if they were possessed by evil spirits. What was horrifying was that, although the scene was quite comical, bloody penetrating wounds were quickly appearing on their bodies one after another.

When some people raise their heads, there is a hole as thick as a finger between their eyebrows, and you can see through the back of their heads at a glance.

As soon as some turned around, their torsos were turned into leaky sieves, and the armor on their bodies did not play any role.

Some were so miserable that no bones were left, penetrated and annihilated by thousands of wind needles, leaving only ashes flying in the wind.

But there must be fish that are far away that have slipped through the net. The Green Demon King looked at it with cold eyes and muttered the words: "The passing bird."

She rubbed her fingers together gracefully, and saw little blue illusory birds emerging from her palms, flapping their wings and flying into the sky. They then showed extreme speed and sent warm blessings to every member of the Blood-devouring Sect.

The Wind Passing Bird lay obediently on top of their heads, pecked open their heavenly caps with its small beak, then got in and jumped around, shaking their brains upside down.

The twelve Blood-devouring Sect masters who used the Wind-Binding Spirit Formation must have enjoyed the highest treatment. They were eaten alive by hundreds of Wind Passing Birds and turned into bloody skeletons. The key to this process was to maintain a glimmer of vitality and 100% of the pain.

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Needless to say, the Green Demon King's ruthless methods are directly proportional to her beauty. She can securely hold the position of Demon King, and her fame is definitely not in vain.

Yan Tu, the leader of the Blood-devouring Sect, also treats the other disciples equally, but as the sect leader, he can deal with it without any injuries for the time being.

The magic knife in his hand circled around his body and waved out clusters of blood-colored sword light, blocking and intercepting the Wind Needle and the Wind-Dead Bird. However, he was also suppressed and was unable to fight back, and it was even difficult to escape.

At this point, with the blood poison in his body, it is impossible for him to return to the Blood Demon Realm without accomplishing anything. That would be the same as jumping onto the guillotine. He would have to cause some substantial damage to the Green Demon King before leaving, so as to have a better chance of survival.

It will be bigger.

"Eat your own blood and become a half-demon."

Desperate, Yan Tu had no choice but to resort to the last resort of the "Blood-Eating Demon Technique".

The demonic energy backfired all over his body, molding him into a violent and disorderly half-demon body from the inside out. His skin was covered with ugly demonic patterns like earthworms, and his elbows, knees and other joints also had non-human orc characteristics. The pores all over his body

It was several times thicker, and wisps of hot blood continued to spurt out from it, like a steam engine.

Not only did Yan Tu become an irrecoverable half-demon, he also burned away his demonic power for decades.

boom--

In an instant, the demonic energy surged into the sky, and it actually competed with the Green Demon King.

"The blood-devouring demonic art has a miraculous effect on restraining the flesh and blood body. Even if you are a wind demon, you can't get rid of the flesh and blood body after you transform into a human form!"

Yan Tu, whose body had swelled, jumped on the spot. The ground cracked and he jumped directly in front of the Green Demon King, and then swung out his claws heavily.

Buzz~~~

A cyan wind shield condensed to block its claw strikes.

The Green Demon King did not retreat, but instead used her long and graceful right leg to kick Yan Tu hard in the chest.

Unexpectedly, Yan Tu also became fierce and did not hide at all. His hands with bulging veins grabbed the right leg that the Green Demon King was attacking, and his rough and dirty fingers dug deep dents in the snow-white and tender leg flesh.

He swung out with all his strength.

Tsk!

The corners of his skirt were torn apart as he was thrown away. When the Green Demon King stabilized his figure dozens of meters away, his right leg was exposed from the jade foot to the thigh. The long and round arc made the half-demon Yan Tu breathe.

A lag.

Chu Xin raised his head to watch the battle, and couldn't help but agree with Hei Ling's statement that the Green Demon King was indeed a rare and peerless beauty.

Well, in every way.

By the way, Hei Ling hasn't come back yet?

Chu Xin looked around, and after careful observation, he discovered that there was a small black dot waving to him in the distance, and there was an even smaller black dot in his arms. Isn't that Hei Ling and Rui'er!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It seems that he has solved the pursuers and returned safely with Rui'er.

"Hmph~"

The Green Demon King waved his little hand and used his demonic power to re-form the corners of his skirt, covering up the spring beauty.

Then, Yan Tu launched an increasingly fierce attack. As a half-demon, he resisted and counterattacked the Green Demon King many times, causing some damage to her.

Gradually, Chu Xin realized something was wrong.

Why are these two fighting each other, getting closer and closer to where they are?

It seemed that Yan Tu was moving intentionally or unintentionally. Was he planning to take the opportunity to escape?

Bang——

Suddenly, Yan Tu burst out with a powerful blow, knocking the Green Demon King back more than two thousand meters and spurting out a large mouthful of blood. She felt that the energy and blood all over her body was rolling and unable to calm down, as if she was about to be swallowed up by Yan Tu.

Essence and blood.

Just when everyone thought Yan Tu would strike while the iron was hot, he turned around and galloped without thinking.

"Don't even think about running away!" The Green Demon King hurriedly gave chase.

Just when everyone thought Yan Tu would use his escape technique to escape, he actually made an unexpected turn without hesitation.

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Chu Xin, who looked at Yan Tu, was a little stunned, "Oh no (that's great), you came to me!"

"What!" Mr. Xuan was shocked.

"Mr. Five Poisons, run!" The Green Demon King's expression changed drastically and he shouted hurriedly.

Hei Ling handed Rui'er to Mr. Xuan and flew towards Chu Xin at full speed without hesitation.

Yan Tu was not stupid, he knew very well how much the Blood Demon King valued Luo Mandrill.

In such a situation, even killing the Green Demon King will not quell the blood demon king's anger. Only by bringing Chu Xin back can the blood demon king's anger be diverted. He has already lost decades of skill and must not lose his life again.

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Blood demons and wind demons are both special demon clans that were not born from the beast clan. Of course, one is an evil thing containing evil thoughts, and the other is a pure thing of natural aura. Although the former is not as rare as the latter, it is also particularly difficult to reproduce offspring.

The Blood Demon King and his Blood Demon wife worked hard for hundreds of years to give birth to such a good, polite and well-behaved son.

"Don't worry, he's seeking his own death. I can't refuse my kindness." Chu Xin said to Qing Demon King, Xuan Lao and Hei Ling.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, each thinking in different ways.

"Your spiritual power has been exhausted. Just surrender and capture him!" Yan Tu waved his right hand and released a large net filled with blood, which was twenty to thirty meters long and wide.

"Exhausted spiritual power? Then your luck is really bad." Chu Xin chuckled in his heart.

This is like the apostle who saw the No. 1 machine lying on the ground and wanted to pick it up, but unexpectedly this was just the beginning of death.

Even though his allies were almost dying of anxiety, Chu Xin remained unmoved. His thoughts sank into the card pack, and he browsed through the many cards with full proficiency in a somewhat tangled manner.

At this time, he remembered what Yan Tu said, "The Blood-devouring Demonic Art has a miraculous effect on restraining flesh and blood." In this case, Chu Xin focused on [Storm Crimson] and [Steel Cable].
To be continued...