"ah!"

In an instant.

Screams passed through the sky.

A strong pain came from the heart, and the blood on the face of the young master of the rat tribe quickly subsided. He subconsciously raised his hand and covered his heart that was pierced by a sword, in great horror.

"I...I'm going to die?"

Feeling the beating of his heart becoming more and more powerless, his eyes were full of reluctance.

He is a strong man at the peak of Yuanxian!

and.

He is only ten thousand years old!

With such a powerful cultivation and such a young age, looking at the entire demon clan, he can definitely be regarded as a young talent. As long as he does not die young, he will at least be a demon king in the future, but now...

He is actually going to die?

Or did he die at the hands of a mere human cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Immortal?

No!

He can't accept it!

pity.

No matter how unwilling he is, the situation will not reverse because of his ideas.

Bang!

The remaining sword energy in the body rippled, bursting from the heart, rushing straight to the limbs and bones.

Suddenly.

The pain that was so strong that it seemed as if the soul was torn apart came from the body.

but.

This time, before the young master of the rat tribe could even scream, his consciousness had already fallen into permanent darkness...

The young master of the rat tribe is dead.

Looking at the blood mist in the void that had not yet dissipated, the rat demons who were fighting against the pressure of spiritual power all collapsed.

"What?"

"Young Master...Young Master... He actually... fell?"

"How could this happen? The Young Master is a strong man at the peak of Yuanxian. How could he have no power to turn the hand when facing Wang Teng's sword energy?"

"No! I don't believe it's true."

"It's over... it's over... The young master is the one who has the highest talent among the younger generation of our Rat Clan and has the most hope to lead us further. But now that he has fallen, wouldn't that mean the future of our Rat Clan..."

"Ahhhh! Damn boy! He first killed the foundation of our rat clan, and now he cut off our future... Damn! It's so hateful! Wang Teng! I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill and kill!"

“…”

Under great anger, the rat monks burst out with unprecedented courage and rushed towards Wang Teng regardless of everything.

For a moment.

A strong murderous aura soared into the sky.

Seeing this.

The demon races watching not far away all showed shock.

"I didn't expect that the young master of the rat tribe would die so quickly."

"Yes, although the rat race is indeed weak, their young master is also among the younger generation of cultivators in our demon race. As a result..."

"Hiss~ Are all human monks so evil?"

"Impossible! A cultivator as abnormal as Wang Teng must be a minority, otherwise the immortal world would have no place for our demon clan to establish a foothold."

"I also think that Wang Teng should be just a rare exception... However, the Rat Clan is completely angry at this moment. I don't know if that human boy can continue to be invincible?"

"That kid's strength is so terrifying. Now the young master of the rat clan is gone. The remaining rat spirits, the one with the highest cultivation level, are only half a step Yuanxian. They are definitely not the boy's opponent, so the rat clan will definitely lose in this battle."

"Not necessarily."

"Oh? Little Turtle, do you have different opinions?"

"Genggugugugugu, your father is a turtle, I am Xuanwu! Does the divine beast Xuanwu understand?"

"Yes, yes, so why do you think the rat race will not lose?"

"...I'm fucking... Forget it. Because your cultivation level is a little higher than mine, I have a lot of divine beasts, so I won't care about you anymore...

As for why I think Wang Teng may not win safely, that's not simple. Of course it's because of spiritual energy. Don't forget that he is a human, not a monster. The spiritual energy reserves in the human cultivators have always been less profound and magnificent than our demon clan, so..."

"I understand! Fellow Taoist Tortoise said that no matter how powerful Wang Teng is, after all, there is only one person, and the spiritual energy in his body will always be exhausted. If the rat clan can last until the moment Wang Teng's spiritual energy is exhausted, it will be able to reverse the situation."

"Although Immortal Crystals can be used to replenish spiritual energy, Wang Teng, alone, can definitely not catch up with the amount consumed when he absorbs spiritual energy. In this way, he may indeed be suppressed by the rat race... What are your plans then?"

"No matter what, Wang Teng cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of the rat clan."

"That kid can easily kill the peak Yuanxian monk with his early stage cultivation level. There must be a huge opportunity hidden in his body. This is also an opportunity for us, and we must bring him back to the territory alive."

"What? Do you want to take this opportunity alone?"

"Hmph! So what? If you have the ability, you can grab the person back."

"Ha, I really think we are afraid of you dead birds. Let's wait. When the group of mouse spirits consume Wang Teng's spiritual energy, we will definitely measure Wang Teng to take it away."

"Since that's the case, everyone will rely on their own abilities."

“…”

For a moment.

The atmosphere between the major demon clans became tense, and they were staring at Wang Teng and the rat clan. It seemed that as soon as Wang Teng showed his decline, they would immediately take action.

Wang Teng: "..."

Want to get him?

These monsters are ugly and think pretty.

Since he dared to put his ideas on him, he would have to make them pay a heavy price!

but.

The most important thing now is to deal with the rat race.

then.

He no longer paid attention to other demon monks and began to fight against the rat monks.

Bang bang bang bang...

Rumble...

For a moment, the entire void was filled with various spiritual energy, the light of magic weapons, the sound of fighting continued to sound, and blood flowers continued to bloom in the air...

...

Just as Wang Teng and a group of rat demons were fighting in full swing.

Demon Clan.

The territory of the Rat tribe, inside a magnificent building.

"Click..."

Sudden.

A sound of shattering stones sounded in the quiet room.

Hearing the sound.

The originally careless rat demon suddenly widened his eyes.

"Hmm? This is the sound of the soul stone shattering? Whose soul stone shattered?"

Said.

His eyes quickly scanned the dense soul stones.

good.

This place is specially used to store soul stones of rat monks.

These soul stones contain a wisp of the soul of the rat clan monk. Once the monk dies, the soul stone will shatter and the soul in it will disappear.

After guarding the Soul Stone Hall for so many years, this rat demon can hear the sound of the soul stone shattering from time to time. He has long been accustomed to it. He shouldn't have been so nervous, but there have been too many things happening to the rat race recently.

First, the young master led most of the people to the human race to avenge the ancestors. Another thing happened in the demon race’s territory some time ago, and now almost all the powerful people of the rat race have passed.
Chapter completed!