Chapter 261

At sunset, two men walked on the main road, and the setting sun dragged the shadows of the two very long. One had a tall and straight figure, carrying a long sword on his back, dressed in white, looking clean and neat. The other was of medium height, wearing an untimely long jacket, with gray hair and a face full of stubble.

The two were Ye Baiyi and Meng Su. Ye Baiyi killed all the remnants of the Shepherd Demon Sect. The Sect Master of the Shepherd Demon Sect was killed by Meng Su with one knife in his own cave abode, and died an unnatural death while in seclusion. Meng Su's knife took away thousands of Shepherd Demon Sect Demon cultivators. The others were sealed by the crazy Ye Baiyi with an array, and then slaughtered. These Demon cultivators, whose highest realm was only Extreme Saint, how could they withstand the attack of a Supreme.

Meng Su went deep into the Shepherd Demon Sect, took out oil, rice, and money, distributed them to the villagers who were driven over, and sent these villagers home. The young mother kept looking back at Ye Baiyi while walking, reluctant to part.

"Did I really do that with the Demon beast?" Ye Baiyi asked Meng Su more than once along the way.

"Whether you really did that, don't you have a count yourself? How do others know if you succeeded? I saw you seemed very happy." This was Meng Su's explanation.

Along the way, Meng Su had already explained many times.

"Sigh, why did I..."

"I see your movements are skilled, this kind of thing shouldn't be the first time. You haven't done less before, right?" Meng Su smiled.

"Yes... ah, damn, I guarantee this is the first time, never before." Ye Baiyi argued.

"Hahaha..." Meng Su laughed to the sky.

Ye Baiyi, who had completely socially died, followed Meng Su helplessly and warned: "You must not tell others, sigh... this matter is too..."

At night, the two lit a bonfire on the road, and Meng Su went to hunt a Demon beast. Added it to the fire to roast. The swaying flames roasted the Demon beast until oil dripped out.

Ye Baiyi found a huge leaf, put the roasted charred yellow beast meat on the leaf, drizzled with honey, salt, and various seasonings, and then put it on the fire again to taste.

A quarter of an hour later, the aroma of the roast meat drifted for several miles. The two put down the roast meat, Meng Su took out wine from the storage ring, and the two began to drink and eat meat.

Yaya was a Soul-Splitting Bird, only ate souls, and was put into the ring by Meng Su.

Ye Baiyi was clearly in a bad mood, drinking sullen wine alone, and after a few bottles of fine wine, he was drunk and unconscious. Fell asleep.

Meng Su packed up the remaining meat, slept on the leaves in his clothes, and entered the dreamland in a while.

The firewood burned out, making a slight crackling sound.

Meng Su, who was fast asleep, emitted bursts of golden light from his brow. Soon the golden light communicated with Meng Su's Demon heart, and a powerful Demon power flowed from Meng Su's Middle Palace to Meng Su's brow.

After a stick of incense, the golden light on Meng Su's brow began to converge. A beautiful figure walked out from Meng Su's brow.

The woman was beautiful, sexy and tall, with a face like a peach blossom, and purple clothes floating. It was Ling Ziye.

At this time, Ling Ziye had recovered her flesh, appearing enchanting and graceful.

Ling Ziye stretched toward the weak bonfire, then looked into the distance to the north, lost in thought. Slowly, Ling Ziye turned her face, and a line of clear tears flowed down slowly from her beautiful eyes. Ling Ziye walked to Meng Su, bent down and kissed Meng Su on the forehead, then stared at Meng Su's face, muttering to herself: "Little Su, I'm leaving. A farewell today, humans and demons are on different paths. No matter what happens in the future, please believe that I love you. They are coming, I have already felt the call."

A white light flew out from Meng Su's ring, fell to the ground and turned into a little girl, it was Yaya.

Yaya looked up at Ling Ziye with a small face and said in a low voice: "Heavenly Demon Empress, can you take me away? I want to go home."

Ling Ziye nodded, held Yaya's little hand, and took a step forward, one step for ten thousand miles, and the two disappeared ten thousand miles away. The second step, directly broke through the boundary wall and walked into another world. This had already surpassed the Supreme realm, this was immortal power. Demon Immortal, to be precise, should be Demon Immortal.

After Ling Ziye left, Meng Su suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, looked in the direction Ling Ziye left, and fell into deep thought. For a long time, Meng Su sighed, continued to lie down, and in a while, his breathing was even, and he entered the dreamland.

In the early morning, the two were awakened by a noise. Ye Baiyi opened his sleepy eyes and muttered: "Who is it, not letting people sleep well early in the morning. No, this is the wilderness, where did the people come from?"

Ye Baiyi woke up from the hangover, Meng Su had already finished washing, and was looking at a group of people on the road.

This was a group of cultivators, totaling about a hundred people, seven or eight riding horses, all black horses. In the middle of the seven or eight people was a young master in brocade clothes, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with vigorous blood and energy, looking like the early or mid-stage of the Demon Saint. The young master's face was gloomy, his eyes were fierce. He held a small black whip in his hand, whipping the Demon cultivators walking around incessantly.

The whole team, except for the seven or eight riding horses, were all walking. The few Demon cultivators walking in front carefully served this young master in brocade clothes. Clearly, the young master in brocade clothes was in a very bad mood, and the whip would lash out if he was unhappy.

The whipped Demon cultivators dared not resist, nor dared to use their skills to treat, if this whip didn't cause heavy bleeding, the young master in brocade clothes would not be satisfied, and the second whip would arrive immediately.

A group of people walked past Meng Su, took a look, felt that Meng Su didn't seem to be a threat, ignored it, and walked away slowly.

At the end of the team, there was a cultivator who was whipped until his skin was torn and flesh was torn, dawdling, and lost contact with the team in front. Clearly, he was scared by the beating and hid in the back, wanting to escape the torture.

Meng Su gave Ye Baiyi a wink.

Ye Baiyi understood. Stood up, pointed his toes on the ground, and an array pattern extended from under his feet to the Demon cultivator who deliberately fell behind.

That cultivator suddenly appeared before Ye Baiyi. Ye Baiyi grabbed his neck and shouted: "Don't shout, I'll ask you a few questions, you must answer honestly, otherwise I'll pinch you to death."

After speaking, he released the Supreme pressure. Under the pressure, the cultivator's eyes slanted upward, rolled his eyes, his tongue extended, extremely painful. His whole body's bones rattled under the pressure.

The Demon cultivator nodded hard.

Ye Baiyi put away the Supreme pressure and began to ask: "Who are you? Where are you going?"

"We are from the Blood Demon Sect's Blood Son Camp, preparing to go to the Asura Wing Demon Palace."

"What are you going to do? Is that young master in flowery clothes your Blood Demon Sect's Blood Son?"

"Yes. The Asura Feather Clan is too powerful, our Blood Demon Sect and the Wing Demon Palace can only join forces to fight the enemy. In order to increase mutual trust, both sides sent their own Demon sons to each other as hostages. We are going to the Wing Demon Palace to send hostages."

Ye Baiyi turned his head and glanced at Meng Su, and Meng Su nodded. Ye Baiyi continued to ask: "What is your Blood Son's name?"

"Ji Shendao."

"Ji family?"

"Yes, the core elites of our Blood Demon Sect are all surnamed Ji. The surname Ji is the royal surname of the Blood Demon Sect. The head of the Blood Demon Sect is named Ji Huang, who is an ancient Supreme," the Demon cultivator said carefully.

Meng Su understood. During the Immortal-Demon War, the Ji family was split into two. Part of it stayed in the Demon Realm, the Demon Capital family. Another part was in the Asura Realm, becoming the current Blood Demon Sect. In other words, the Demon cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect were the Human Race, the so-called Wing Demon Palace was the Wing Clan of the Asura Race. And the Feather Demon Palace was the Feather Clan of the Asura Race. The pattern of this Asura Realm was a large-scale tripartite confrontation.

Ye Baiyi finished asking the question and looked at Meng Su with an inquiring gaze. Meng Su made a gesture of killing.

Ye Baiyi pinched this poor worm to death.