Chapter 352

Hundreds of years ago, demons ravaged the human world, especially in the places where the Liao State, Jin State, and Yuan State were located, which could be called a river of blood, incomparably tragic.

But through the concerted efforts of human martial artists, they defeated the demon army and drove the demon race to the extreme north.

At this point, in the world, only a very few demon races remained!

And in these hundreds of years, accompanied by one martial artist after another emerging, finally dozens of years ago, peerless martial artists like Zhang Sanfeng, Li Chungang, and Dugu Qiubai searched mountain by mountain, river by river, and finally completely made the demon race extinct.

Except for the extreme north.

However, I didn't expect that after dozens of years, the demon race would actually make a comeback?!

"Why didn't Zhang Sanfeng and the others kill the demon race completely?! Is it impossible?! Or..."

While thinking, below, shouts of killing came one after another.

A man in a black robe, holding a soft steel sword, his figure like an illusion, his sword light like a waterfall.

A man with an expressionless face, holding a long saber, waved his long saber, and the saber energy was vertical and horizontal, splitting the sky and cracking the earth!

There was also a man holding a feather fan, like a muddy world's elegant young master.

The three joined forces to surround and kill three half-beast demon races, but were beaten back steadily.

"These demon races, their realms are average, but their physical bodies are comparable to Heavenly Men! We cannot break their defense!"

The elegant young master holding the feather fan had his expression change slightly.

"Fight and retreat!"

The man in the black robe spoke calmly.

"Is this the demon race?! Physical body... wait! This is... are they eating people?!"

Li Zhangsheng looked below, his expression suddenly changed.

He saw the three half-beast demon races, each demon race, either holding a thigh or holding a human hand, blood and flesh flowing from the corners of their mouths, ferocious and terrifying!

"Seeking death!"

Li Zhangsheng's face turned cold, he flicked his finger, and three strands of divine ability power appeared, like three sword lights, indestructible, directly piercing through the center of the brows of the three demon races!

The three demon races, died!

"This... died?!"

The elegant young master holding the feather fan was about to retreat, but suddenly saw this scene, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded in an instant.

"The three great secret agents of the Dragon Protection Shanzhuang, Duan Tianya, Guihai Yidao, and Shangguan Haitang, thank the senior for your help!"

Soon, Duan Tianya, Guihai Yidao, and Shangguan Haitang reacted one after another and bowed.

Li Zhangsheng did not answer, divine ability power gathered, and in his palm, a flame circulated, like a flower condensed by flames.

He turned his hand, and the flame went straight into the earth, burning the corpses of the three demon races, together with the bloody aura and endless resentment in the sky, to nothingness.

The Hell Path of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

At the same time, Li Zhangsheng's heart stirred, and the souls of the three demon races appeared in the Hell Path.

"Extreme north?! Demon Qing?! And... Heishan Old Demon?!"

Li Zhangsheng looked through the soul memories of these three demon races and finally understood everything.

These three demon races were just following the Heishan Old Demon and wanted to go to the Great Ming Imperial City to check on the movements of the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

Who would have thought that halfway there, the Heishan Old Demon discovered a piece of heaven-defying treasure, so he let the three demon races guard the spot.

But these three demon races were entering the world outside Demon Qing for the first time, and plus they were not under the control of the Heishan Old Demon, their hearts were greedy, so they found a place, saw people, and directly grabbed them and stuffed them into their mouths.

Although there were martial artists who stood up to stop them, these three martial artists had physical bodies that were too hard, comparable to Heavenly Men, and no one was their opponent!

In the end, they all died tragically, until the three great secret agents of the Dragon Protection Shanzhuang arrived.

"This is... what kind of flame?! How terrifying!"

"Killing three demon races in one blow! Could it be a Heavenly Man?!"

"It wouldn't be an Earth Immortal, right?! Zhang True Person's hundredth birthday banquet is imminent, and it's not impossible..."

Duan Tianya, Guihai Yidao, and Shangguan Haitang saw this scene, couldn't help but be shocked, and guessed silently.

"The senior didn't respond! It seems he has already left! Now that the demon race has reappeared in the Great Ming land, could it be that the demon race... has come back to life?!"

"This matter cannot be taken lightly! It must be reported immediately!"

Without hesitation, Duan Tianya, Guihai Yidao, and Shangguan Haitang left in a hurry.

This is a mountain range about a hundred miles away from Wudang, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers, the terrain is complex and rugged, and vaguely, it seems like wild beasts are lurking, and it is rarely visited by people.

"Thousand-year ginseng?! There is such a spiritual medicine here?!"

"If it weren't for me..."

The Heishan Old Demon saw this ginseng that looked like a human, and couldn't help but be overjoyed; he didn't hesitate, directly took action, and picked the thousand-year ginseng.

"Hmm?! This is... the demonic energy dissipated?!"

"Could it be... not good!"

The Heishan Old Demon seemed to think of something, his expression changed drastically, his figure moved, demonic energy circulated, black mist surrounded, and he disappeared directly from the spot.

"Sure enough! They... are already dead?!"

"I just don't know who did it?! Could it be..."

The Heishan Old Demon couldn't sense the aura of the three demon races, and his face was very ugly.

Especially since this was near Wudang Mountain, it seemed to be a hundred miles away, but for Zhang Sanfeng, a hundred miles was also a distance, right?!

Thinking that once his tracks were discovered by Zhang Sanfeng, the Heishan Old Demon felt terrible.

"You are... the Heishan Old Demon?!"

Just at this moment, a voice echoed in the Heishan Old Demon's ears, making his hair stand on end, and a chill went straight into his heart.