The world's warriors have reached the Emperor's realm and have the qualifications to start a sect. The Shuiyun Sect has risen for a while, and there is only one person in the Emperor's realm in the sect, that is, the sect leader Yuan Mao.

Under normal circumstances, Ying Fei would not know this person. He is one of the thirty-two demon kings in the ancient wilderness. His cultivation is comparable to the third-level mirror of the Emperor. How can a mere Emperor’s first-level realm be qualified to enter his Dharma eyes?

However, over the past ten years, the Ji Zi Army has been preparing to build up and recruit soldiers on a large scale in the Northern Territory. Ying Fei was instructed by Yaosi to send someone to send a recruiting letter to the Shui Yun Sect, hoping that the Shui Yun Sect will contribute to the help of the Shui Yun Sect.

However, when the sent people returned to Lingxiao Palace, they did not bring back a soldier, but only brought some supplies back, saying that Shuiyun Sect was filial to his sons.

The recruitment of the Jizi Army was not compulsory. It was completely voluntary. If you were willing to come, you would come. If you didn't want to come, Yaosi would not force you. At that time, he made this decision because of the reputation of Yang Kai and Jizi Army.

So after Shuiyun Sect rejected the recruitment of his spies, Ying Fei ignored it. He naturally remembered it.

In fact, it is not just the Shuiyun Sect family, the clans and sects in the world, and many of them are like the Shuiyun Sect, who are indifferent to the wars between the two realms. After all, the battlefield between the two realms was in the Western Regions. Everyone felt that the sky fell and the emperors could not bear to them, and the battlefield was so far away from them. Why bother to go to the Western Regions to fight to death with the demons?

No one expected that one day the storm would change, and the Western Regions would no longer be the battlefield for the confrontation between the two armies, and war would be ignited everywhere in the four realms of the Star Realm.

"Where is your father?" Ying Fei asked. He did not feel the existence of the Emperor Realm among this group of people, so he naturally knew that Yuan Mao was definitely not here. Moreover, looking at Yuan Wenlong's sad expression, he probably had a lot of danger.

Sure enough, Yuan Wenlong's eyes were slightly red and he gritted his teeth and said, "My father has been killed by the demons!"

Ying Fei sighed, "If I had known this, why should I have been there?"

Although Yuan Mao did not recruit soldiers from his own army, and Shuiyun Sect did not send out any soldiers and soldiers. Mingzhe's selfishness was undoubtedly full of selfishness, but who in this world would not consider himself? As the saying goes, if a man is not punished for himself, heaven and earth will be destroyed, Ying Fei did not have any disgust towards Shuiyun Sect and Yuan Mao, but he just looked down on him.

If the Shuiyun Sect had taken over the recruiting troops and the elite troops in the sect joined the army, this time it would certainly be inevitable that the sect would be destroyed, but at least it could retain some vitality and not cut off the inheritance. In the future, there might not be no chance of making a comeback.

But now that Yuan Mao is dead, the elite troops in the sect are probably eight out of ten. The Shuiyun Sect is afraid that it will really be removed from the Northern Region, so Ying Fei sighed so much.

Yuan Wenlong didn't understand the meaning and asked respectfully: "What are the names of the two benefactors?"

Ying Fei glanced at him and said lightly: "Go to the army of the people, Feiying Town, Ying Fei."

Fu Ling interrupted in time: "Palm Flag Commander Fu Ling!"

Yuan Wenlong was stunned, his face turned red and full of shame. He obviously remembered the fact that he had urged his father to refuse his recruitment of his soldiers. He regretted it for a moment and burst into tears.

Fu Ling looked greasy and said, "Why is a big man crying? I ask you, are you just that little bit of people?"

Yuan Wenlong curled his crying and nodded, "There are only a few left, the others... were killed or eaten." Suddenly, he pointed in another direction and said, "After leaving the valley, there is a cave on the mountain wall. I just heard some crying sounds coming from there. I think those demons should have kidnapped people from outside and imprisoned there."

Ying Fei turned his head and looked at it. This was consistent with the information he had tracked all the way. Those who were plundered should be the residents of the previous city.

He acted separately with Fu Ling, one person stayed here and the other person rushed in that direction.

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In the hall, there were extremely lively, hundreds of demons gathered here, and there were many demon kings.

This should be the main hall of the Shuiyun Sect. The Shuiyun Sect Sect is not big, but the main hall of the Shuiyun Sect is built magnificent and grand, enough to accommodate hundreds of people and not crowded.

The main hall was in the middle, and the first place was in the middle. A top-grade demon king with red eyes sat upright on the golden sword, with a bloody aura all over his body. From time to time, a bloodthirsty light flashed across his red eyes.

There are continuous tables on both sides below. After each table, there are two demons sharing the table. The table is filled with steamed and fried items. Looking at the items, they are all fragments of some people, some are cooked, bloody, bright red, and fried, and brown, exuding a strange smell.

Hundreds of demons chewed at their desks, eating with relish. Some demons sometimes ordered which method was more delicious, which caused the demons next to them to nodded repeatedly and said yes.

In the middle of the field, a group of human women looked pale and danced, and there were intermittent music of gongs, drums and orchestras around them.

I don’t know whether these people were originally from the Shuiyun Sect or were captured by the demons from outside. They were forced to sing, dance, play and sing here, and they were all extremely frightened. But at the critical moment, no one dared to resist. The twisting body was stiff and had no viewing ability. The sound of gongs, drums and orchestras was also in a mess.

No one is in this environment and can keep the norm.

The food of the demons in the hall was steamed and fried from the bottom of the mountain, but the top-grade blood demon sitting upright on the first seat was not. On the table, there was a tray on the table. On the plate, there were a few bright red fruits, and there was a silky succubus in his arms. His clothes were messy. The blood demon reached into his clothes and rubbed them, causing the succubus to giggle.

"Sir, can you still eat it?" The succubus stretched out his delicate jade hand, picked up a red fruit from the tray, and handed it to the blood demon's mouth.

The blood demon opened his mouth and bit it, and in an instant, the juice was splashing everywhere.

The red fruits are not what kind of fruits they are, they are clearly the hearts of people who have just been taken away.

The Blood Demon ate the human heart in the succubus's hand in a few mouthfuls. The bloodthirsty light in his eyes became more and more terrifying, and he shouted: "It's delicious, delicious, it's really the most beautiful taste of the human heart!"

He suddenly roared, and the women in the middle of the hall who were holding back the fear in their hearts were scared to death. The timid ones fell to the ground and several even cried out.

"Hmm?" The Blood Demon looked down at him, and the bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a voice: "Who told you to stop."

He poked his hand out, and a huge suction force came, directly sucking the woman who fell to the ground in front of him, pinching her big hand against her neck, and grinning.

The woman's face changed drastically, she kept shaking her head and begged: "No, no..."

The Blood Demon could not pay attention to her. He reached out and tore her clothes open and bit her snow-white neck. With the magic energy swelling, after a few breaths, the woman in her hand had turned into a mummy. Her big hand was released, and the mummy fell straight down, with no breath.

The Blood Demon closed his eyes, as if he was hysterical, and his whole body was shaking constantly. It was obviously extremely excited and comfortable, and even his skin was twitching slightly.

There were screams in the hall. I saw my companions suffering from this bad luck with my own eyes. How could the women below remain calm? They were already in great panic, and now they were even more messy.

The demons around laughed, as if they were extremely happy about this scene.

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and a figure wrapped in a chill, broke in from outside. The demonic aura rolled around like boiling water. The place where it stood turned into a black hole, devouring everything in the world, unable to see its appearance, only in the boundless black air, a pair of red eyes burned like flames.

"Who is coming!" A demon king stood up and shouted. Although the person who came was not good at a good breath and had the cultivation level of a top-grade demon king, he was not very afraid. After all, everyone is in the same clan, so what's there to be afraid of?

Yang Kai ignored him, glanced at the hall, looked at the blood demon sitting at the top, then looked at the mummy under his feet, and waved his hand gently.

A gentle force swept out, wrapping the surviving human race in the hall, and amid a panic scream, he brought them into the Xiaoxuan Realm.

With a thud, the door closed!

The devil king who had asked before stood up suddenly and said grimly: "Who are you?" He was curious, why did those people in the hall disappear all of a sudden?

Yang Kai turned his head and glanced at him, and a strange force flashed away in his eyes, and he rushed into the demon king's sea of ​​consciousness.

The demon king let out a few sirens, suddenly sat down, his face dull, and then, under the stunned gaze of all the demons, he lifted up his sleeves and opened his mouth to bite his arm.

After biting it, it was bloody, but the devil didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, there was a smirk on his face, chewing the flesh and blood on his arms in his mouth, chewing with relish.

Hula, all the demons stood up together, the table in front of them was overturned, and things on the table fell all over the ground. Some looked at the companion who was eating their arms with horror, and some looked at Yang Kai with fear.

They are not fools. Although the person who came was full of demonic energy, they still didn't know that the person who came was not good at this time? Moreover, their strength was so terrifying that they didn't see him doing anything. His companions actually chewed their flesh on their own. Such methods are simply sensational.

"Is it delicious?" Yang Kai asked softly at the devil with a dull face.

The devil answered vaguely while chewing, "It's delicious."

"If you taste delicious, eat more!" Yang Kai nodded and stopped paying attention to him. His red eyes swept across the demons present one by one, and his soul power was urged to the extreme.

One demon after another sat down, like the first demon king, stretched his arm to his mouth, bit off his flesh and blood, and chewed it open.

There were hundreds of demons in the hall, all of whom were the cultivation level of the demon king. After Yang Kai looked around, there were only ten demons left standing.

These ten are either top mid-grade demon kings or top-grade demon kings. Only with such cultivation can one compete with Yang Kai's soul power.

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Chapter completed!