I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Anzhou.

Fengtian City.

This place is a military town on the border of southern Xinjiang. It was originally called Zhennancheng to prevent barbarian invasion.

Since Dashun formed an alliance with the barbarians, it changed its name to Fengtian City in order to fulfill the destiny.

At the gate of the city, a row of prison cars escorted the prisoners into the city, and the soldiers in charge were ready.

These prisoners were sent from Feilong Ridge, and many of them were advanced warriors, and even masters of the Qi Refining Realm.

Even if the muscles and bones are broken, the qi and blood are exhausted, and the Dantian is damaged, it can easily kill ordinary people if they really put their lives into it.

The prison car creaked across the street and arrived at the school grounds in the center of the city.

A large number of strangely dressed barbarians, with tails and feathers of alien beasts on their heads, and costumes sewn with fur of various colors, sang incomprehensible songs and danced rough but weird dances on the school grounds.

In the middle of the crowd, a high platform was built. Xu Ye, wearing a black robe, sat cross-legged on it and kept reciting prayer spells. .

"Ouch..."

The barbarian songs fill the sky with excitement, seemingly chaotic, but after listening for a long time, there is a strange rhythm.

The soldiers in Fengtian City were not surprised by this. They had listened to it for nine consecutive days and even learned the pronunciation and rhythm of a few lines of the song. They skillfully dragged the prisoners out of the car and placed them one by one according to the predetermined positions.

Until there were prisoners in all positions, it was exactly noon.

"scold!"

After Xu Ye finished reciting all the scriptures, he uttered a witchcraft mantra, and the barbarians below suddenly fell silent.

"Arizado...Cucado..."

Obscure barbarian language came from Xu Ye's mouth. When the first word was spoken, a barbarian below slashed the prisoner's neck with a knife.

After that, every time Xu Ye spoke a spell, one of the prisoners died. Until the last voice fell, blood flowed into a river below the high platform.

The positions of the prisoners were originally placed according to the forbidden formation. After all the prisoners died, the blood essence activated the formation, and blood-red textures connected into the formation, surrounding the high platform where Xu Ye was located.

"call!"

When the barbarians saw the bloody formation, they shouted in unison, as if calling their relatives.

Then all the barbarians began to sing and dance again, circling around the high platform. Their rough and weird tones merged together to form a special undulating rhythm.

Xu Ye used the power of his soul to guide the rhythm to activate the formation, calling for the great existence in the dark.

After a while.

The power of the blood sacrifice was exhausted, and the formation gradually dissipated.

According to the experience of the previous eight days, it failed again today.

Xu Ye's expression remained normal and he was preparing to disperse the formation and hold a blood sacrifice prayer tomorrow.

suddenly.

Buzz…

The voice seemed to come from the depths of his soul, causing Xu Ye to tremble with horror.

The barbarian who was singing loudly felt the friendly atmosphere and was connected by blood.

"Success!"

Xu Ye suppressed the excitement in his heart, bowed and said to the void: "Messenger Xu Ye, I respectfully invite my god to come!"

Hoo ho ho!

The howling wind came out of thin air, and the sky was originally clear and white, but in an instant it was covered with dark clouds.

A huge ghostly face appeared above the dark clouds, completely composed of clouds, overlooking the entire Fengtian City.

"What's the matter? Summon me!"

The voice of the Witch God rumbled, like thunder.

"My God, the Dashun Army has faced Li Ni's encirclement and suppression in recent times and suffered heavy losses. In the battle of Ding Haijiang alone, thousands of barbarian warriors died in the battle of Li Ni's army..."

Xu Ye said: "Please ask my god to take action to defeat Li Nibingfeng and protect Dashun!"

About half a month ago, the Qingqiu human demon in the Dragon Cavalry Army suddenly left Southern Xinjiang and returned to Qingqiu Paradise.

No matter what conditions Xu Ye promised, it was difficult to convince the human demon to leave. The dragon cavalry army suddenly lost nearly half of the upper and third-grade experts. Originally, there were a large number of experts in the Dragoon Army, and they relied on the high-level fighting skills to suppress them, so that they could repeatedly defeat the many with less.

After the Qingqiu ladyboy left, the situation suddenly turned around.

After King Yan arrived in southern Xinjiang, he dispatched soldiers from several states and cooperated with the elite Zhenbei Army to gradually encircle and oppress him from several directions.

Dashun's soldiers lost their superiority in high-level combat power, and the Dragon Cavalry faced several times more enemies and had to fight and retreat again and again.

In just half a month, the imperial soldiers took back the territory of thousands of miles step by step, and even Feilong Ridge, which was not covered with heat, was defeated.

The witch god heard Xu Ye's narration and knew clearly the root cause, which was that the fox fairy failed in the battle and was seriously injured and returned to Qingqiu to recuperate. The refining gods and demons are a big help to Qingqiu, and they are all transferred back to Qingqiu to protect the fox fairy and recuperate.

The truth is like this, but the Witch God cannot tell the truth, lest Xu Ye be frightened into recruiting someone.

Dashun can accept recruitment, but the barbarians cannot!

What's more, the Witch God needs Xu Ye to expand his territory so that the people within the territory can believe in the Witch God and offer more incense and telekinesis.

"How dare you disturb me with such a trivial matter, I will think of you for the first time... and shorten your life span by ten years!"

The rumbling voice of the Witch God spread throughout Fengtian City, and a black light fell from the face made of dark clouds and penetrated into Xu Ye's body.

When Xu Ye heard the Witch God talking about trivial matters, he was immediately relieved and cut off his life span after ten years.

"This god can destroy the ordinary world with a single thought. However, the immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas in the world all abide by the rules and cannot personally interfere with the ordinary world!"

The Witch God spoke half truths and half lies, and it was not willing to take action because of any rules.

Immortals and demons can do whatever they want, how can they be bound by any rules? There are real demons who have killed millions, and the only one who can restrict the immortals and Buddhas is another immortal demon.

The fundamental reason why the Witch God was unwilling to take action was because the Fox Fairy was seriously injured, which made him suspect that Da Gan Martial Saint's injury had recovered, so he was unwilling to show up in Da Gan and take action for fear of falling into a trap.

Xu Ye couldn't figure out the truth, so he had to pray: "My God, please help Dashun. Once Li Ni attacks, all your temples will be burned down..."

The Witch God snorted coldly, and an extremely terrifying pressure descended on the entire Fengtian City.

The unspeakable oppressive atmosphere made it difficult for everyone to breathe, as if they would suffocate to death in the next moment.

"You are threatening me!"

"My God, calm down. As long as we can survive this disaster, Dashun is willing to build another hundred temples for people to worship and pray!"

Xu Ye's forehead was dripping with sweat. He could be brothers with the heroes in the army, talk and laugh with the masters of the side sect, but at this time he had no resistance against the witch god.

Others thought that the origin of the title "Messenger of the Witch God" was that Xu Ye was supported by the immortals and demons and was more optimistic about Dashun's prospects. With the immortals and demons suppressing him, at least he would not be destroyed by the Daqian soldiers.

Only Xu Ye himself knew that his status as envoy was obtained by officially promoting the witch temple in Dashun.

It is not the support of the witch god that leads to the building of temples for worship, but the support of building temples for worship. The two have completely different meanings.

The Witch God's voice was cold and ruthless, looking down at the entire Fengtian City, as if he were looking at ants.

"Although I can't take action, I can guide you to find help..."

Xu Ye breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and listened quietly. If the Qingqiu human demon hadn't suddenly evacuated, he would never have been willing to communicate with the witch god.

Although the Qingqiu Fox Fairy is a demon clan, she has a good relationship with Xu Ye and even wanted to marry the Qingqiu Fox Girl to the Xu family, but unfortunately she was rejected by Xu Fengxian.

"As far as I know, there was a stranger who controlled insects and spread the plague, and he served in the Dragon Cavalry Army?"

Xu Ye nodded and said: "The master of Baiwen Cave in Lengfu Mountain is my sworn brother. His skills are mysterious and strange, but one man can fight an army. Who would have thought that Li Ni had a vicious mind and actually sent two refining gods to ambush his elder brother. Unfortunately, he died."

"The Insect Controlling Sanwen belongs to the side branch of the Insect Controlling Way. As far as I know, there are very few people in this lineage, and every successor is extremely valuable."

The Witch God said slowly: "Go to the Ten Thousand Insect Valley in Jiulong Mountain and tell the ghost about this, and he will come out to avenge his disciples!"

"My god, Senior Ghost..."

Xu Ye didn't know the strength of the ghost. He worked hard for several days. If it was in vain, he was afraid that the imperial army would reach Anzhou.

"Wherever the devil is, it will be extinct for thousands of miles!"

The voice of the Witch God was faint, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the sky was clear again.

Xu Ye walked down from the high platform, and a guard immediately came forward, took off his black robe and put on silver scale armor.

Xu Shiyi's body appeared and followed behind him to protect Xu Ye's safety.

After leaving the school grounds and returning to the city lord's mansion, Xu Shiyi finally couldn't help but ask.

"Young Master, does the method of blood sacrifice harm Tianhe?"

Xu Shiyi was one of the dragon knight commanders trained by Xu Fengxian. He served in the imperial court for decades. According to the law, those who communicate with the evil gods through blood sacrifices will be executed immediately.

Xu Ye paused and sighed.

"Uncle Eleven, we are just trying to survive."

"Da Shun is defeated. Ordinary people may not die, but the dragon cavalry army will kill the nine tribes!"

…

Feilong Ridge.

The military villages are connected one after another, and there are still blood stains on the outer walls.

After a day and night of fighting, King Yan Li Le defeated the Dashun garrison with ten times the number of soldiers and recaptured Feilong Ridge with his own hands.

Zhou Yi made a patrol in the clouds and found nothing out of the ordinary.

The god-refining experts who came with the army mainly had two tasks, one was to patrol, and the other was to fight with the enemy's experts.

Patrolling with spiritual consciousness, unless the infiltrator is of the same level, no matter how good the concealment method is, it will be ineffective.

The clouds fell on a military stronghold. The soldiers on patrol showed respect, bowed and saluted, and watched Zhou Yi enter the house.

Zhou Yi, a newly promoted god-refining expert, was not good at fighting and fighting. Even at the critical moment of attacking Feilong Ridge, he was still paddling aside. However, the healing elixir refined by Zhouyi was of excellent quality, and the elixir-formation rate was several times that of ordinary alchemists.

Many soldiers who were on the verge of death managed to survive by taking the Buxuesanjiming Pills refined by Zhou Yi.

Zhang Cheng saw Zhou Yi coming in and said, "Old Zhou, you are the last to come every time."

Zhou Yi said: "Patrol further to avoid spies coming in and starting another war."

"Hello, Brother Zhou."

"Mr. Zhou, long time no see."

The people who said hello were Chen Ying and Li Xun.

Chen Ying is wearing a silver scale armor with dozens of scars on it. After several battles on the battlefield, her original frivolous and erratic aura has been erased, and she has gradually become calm and heavy.

After this training, there is a little more chance of being promoted to the God of Refining in the future.

Cultivation is not just about sitting at home and refining your Qi. Walking is equally important. It can be done when traveling thousands of miles, and it can also be done when walking on the battlefield.

The armor on Li Xun's body is much more valuable. It is black and gray in color and engraved with forbidden inscriptions. It already belongs to the category of magical weapons.

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Fourth-grade General Xuanwei, has he been promoted again?"

"Thanks to Mr. Zhou, I ambushed the barbarians in Dinghai River, won a great victory, and received a commendation from King Yan."

Li Xun had only been in the army for three to five years, and he had reached a level that ordinary soldiers could hardly achieve in a lifetime.

First, he performed meritorious service for King Yan and allowed him to annihilate the White Lotus Sect in Bodhi County for military merit. Later, he was appreciated by Emperor Jingtai, and the rebel general of Northern Xinjiang was transferred to General Gongsun's account. Now he is marching south with King Yan. He thought it would be a life-and-death bloody battle, but he never imagined that it would turn out to be a smooth battle.

Due to his continuous military exploits, he became a top military general below the third rank.

"But that's the end of it. For a general of the third rank, according to Taizu's law, his personal strength must also be of the third rank."

Li Xun sighed: "Either I have to wait for His Majesty's favor and be granted a third-grade idle position. I am a descendant of the King of Zhongshan, and I rely on my ability to march and fight. How can I wait for His favor?"

Zhou Yi and the other three looked at each other and wanted to throw Li Xun out to make him sober.

"When the day comes when you are defeated and your true colors are revealed, then you can brag about it again!"

Zhang Cheng used his magic power to isolate the inside and outside of the house. After groping for a moment, he waved his hand and spread it on the ground, turning into eight beauties: "I don't know how long I will stay in southern Xinjiang. I can't go to Chunfeng Tower. I can only use this method." This is a comfort."

The beautiful girl squeezed the shoulders and beat the legs of the four of them. She was more professional than the top oiran in Chunfeng Tower, but it was a pity that she only had a glamorous skin.

In recent days, Chen Ying has reminded Zhang Cheng overtly and covertly that when Hua Dao can go further, don't just watch and not touch it.

The true meaning of painting is the three-level realm, painting skin, painting bones, and painting heart. After reaching the second level, the painted characters are no different from living people inside and out.

"When will this battle be over? Doesn't it depend on His Majesty's mood?"

Chen Ying lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard that His Majesty has missed the friendship with Xu Ni in recent days, so he ordered King Yan to station at Feilong Ridge. Isn't this just nonsense?"

"Be careful what you say!"

Li Xun said: "Your Majesty has thought deeply and must have his own intention."

"Those monsters suddenly left Xu Ni, so that the rebellion in southern Xinjiang was too smooth, and King Yan could not show his ability to lead troops."

Zhou Yi said: "Perhaps Your Majesty will ask King Yan to wait until Xu Ni is ready again, and then order the suppression of the rebellion."

Emperor Jingtai's purpose in causing the rebellion in southern Xinjiang was to arrest monks and prisoners, fill the demon refining cave, and ripen the Nine Nether Immortal Lotus.

Xu Fengxian was defeated too quickly, not enough war prisoners were captured, and Emperor Jingtai wanted to create another rebellion, so he simply ignored the two masters and ordered King Yan to stop and wait.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Chen Ying and Li Xun said in unison and raised their hands in the direction of Luo Jing. Their meanings were indeed completely different.

But the same thing is that neither of them thinks Emperor Jingtai is wise.

The process of counterinsurgency in southern Xinjiang went smoothly. Those who needed meritorious service had meritorious service, and those who needed military merit had military merit. All of a sudden, they went from dying with a heavy heart to having fine wine and delicious food.

After drinking and eating, and listening to Mei Jiao Niang singing a song, Zhou Yi got up and left the military camp where Zhang Cheng was in charge.

The bright moon is in the sky. Looking at the moon from Feilong Ridge, it is a bit bigger than it looks from the ground.

"I don't know if there is Guanghan above the moon..."

Zhou Yi's thoughts were racing, and he suddenly wanted to rise into the sky and fly all the way to the moon.

It is a pity that there is a strong wind shrouding the sky. Not to mention a clone with 4,000 years of magic power, even the 40,000-year-old true immortal of the Taoism cannot penetrate the endless layer of strong wind, and naturally it will be difficult to reach the moon.

Just as he was about to return to his garrison, there was a buzzing sound of flying insects.

"There is forbidden magic power in the military stronghold, how come there are insects?"

Zhou Yi's eyes flickered and he looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

I saw countless small black flying insects, dense and endless, passing through the formation restrictions and flying towards the military stronghold.