The strongest ultimate soldier

Chapter 3785 3584: Metamorphosis

In the Great Wilderness, the west is close to the location about [-] kilometers away from the Demon Slayer Division.

This place does not belong to the scope of supervision of the Demon Slayer Division, but it is beyond the bounds of one party.

The night is dark.

A bloody breath broke the quiet night.

At a long and damp passageway, there were corpses of warriors all over the place. Several Tianjiao of the Spirit Race lost their vitality, and their bodies were dismembered into pieces and scattered everywhere.

Their bodies were as pale as white paper, drained of blood.

A Tianjiao only had his head left, and when he was dying, his expression was flustered, as if he had seen something desperate
In the damp and dark corridor, there was a foul-smelling bloodstain.

A genius of the gods dragged his legs that had been eaten clean and crawled desperately with his hands, at a very slow speed.

"You, you are despicable, you actually attacked us!"

The Prodigy of the Spirit Race shouted hoarsely: "Don't you know that we are the Spirit Race?"

As soon as he finished speaking, in the darkness, several scarlet and ferocious figures quickly appeared in front of him under the moonlight, surrounding him. These people's necks, arms, and totems of the Evil Moon Sect were embroidered everywhere.

The bewitching eyes greedily stared at the person in front of him like a vampire bat.

"Hahahaha, even the branch of the Demon Slayer Division dare not step into this lawless realm easily, you young calves of the Spirit Race have courage."

"Why are you talking so much to them? I haven't tasted the blood of the gods, so suck them up!"

"Hahahaha, these guys are so naive, they actually expect us to fight against them alone? Flowers growing in greenhouses are always so ridiculous."

Hahahahaha.

The ferocious laughter penetrated the entire dark area. The outside world of this place is a dilapidated tavern.

The door was closed tightly, and a clear energy spar screen was broadcasting the internal situation. Shenping led the team to watch what was happening inside.

In addition to Shen Ping still having a warm smile on his face, the faces of the gods who were still outside behind him were all pale, and some of their legs were even weak.
"These guys, why are they so cruel."

"They were dismembered. Are these guys really not afraid of revenge from the Spirit Race?"

"I'm not going in, that's not what we're supposed to be doing."

Facing the various versions of the voices behind him, Shenping suddenly shouted: "Enough!"

The sound fades away.

Shenping turned around and looked at everyone, with a bit of sarcasm in his calm eyes: "What? Didn't you say that you, as members of the Demon Slayer Division, are going to fight against the Evil Moon Sect? Don't you have your own glory? Why haven't you entered yet?" Are you starting to be timid?"

Shen Ping's continuous questioning made them unable to answer. They had indeed fantasized naively, but this fantasy was quickly destroyed by reality.

Shenping continued: "In the branches we have walked through recently, all the members of the Demon Slayer Division paid their lives almost every day in various places in the wilderness to fight against the followers of the Evil Moon Sect. Those are the people you look down on."

"They all have the courage to fight and fight, but what about you? You don't even have the courage to fight, so what qualifications do you have to say that you are nobler than them?"

"Me!" A Tianjiao of the Spirit Race was about to argue, but found that Shenping was looking at him, and he couldn't help but bowed his head and snorted unhappily.

"What? I want to say that because you are a noble spirit family, you don't need to go through these hardships?"

No one answered.

Shen Ping continued: "Since you are a noble spirit clan, why did you join the Demon Killing Division? Do you really understand the meaning of the existence of the Demon Killing Division? Could it be that you were members of the Demon Killing Division before you joined?"

If you don't go through the test of blood and life and death, you don't have this qualification.

Shen Ping's words pierced into the hearts of all the arrogances of the Spirit Race at the scene like a sharp blade, and trampled their nobility on the ground mercilessly, leaving no room for it!
"Now, if you really feel that you are members of the Demon Slayer Division, then rush into the bloody battle for me, otherwise, you will quit after you go back, because you are not qualified to call yourself a member of the Demon Slayer Division."

As soon as the words fell, the feet of all the members of the Spiritual Race seemed to be filled with lead, and they couldn't move. Some Tianjiao wanted to grit their teeth and rush in several times, but they chose to retreat after seeing that no one around them took any action.

Shenping sneered and was about to leave alone.

"I go!"

A member of the Spirit Race suddenly stepped forward and said: "I was going to join the Demon Slayer Division, and I have no fear of life and death. Young Master Shenping is right. If you don't have the heart to fight the Evil Moon Sect, then don't humiliate my Spirit Race." fame!"

After speaking, he rushed in without looking back.

After one person acted, a few more Tianjiao of the Spirit Race gritted their teeth and followed in.

But that's all. More than [-]% of the Tianjiao stood in place, watching with cold eyes, thinking that they could return to the Spirit Race as soon as possible. They should grow in a noble place instead of spreading the flowers of hell here.

"Very well, it seems that you are wise." Shen Ping smiled and said, "At least you have a clear understanding of your own strength, and you didn't go in to die in vain."

These remaining gods were overjoyed, and it seemed that Shenping also acquiesced in their actions, yes, the gap between the enemy and us is so big, why should they die in vain?
"However, you are not worthy of the title of Demon Slayer, and it is a disgrace to my gods and spirits! Every day you talk about taking me as an example, and you don't even have the determination to die brazenly. Why are you talking about catching up with me?"

Shenping disappeared and rushed into the dark corridor, leaving behind a panicked Tianjiao.

"Let's go in too?" A Tianjiao offered to say, "It's too dangerous to stay here. It's safest to follow Young Master Shenping."

The few Tianjiao actually thought the same in their hearts, hesitated for a while, and nodded their heads to go in.

But they didn't notice that in the darkness hidden around the tavern, scarlet blood eyes were gradually appearing.

When they wanted to enter the tunnel, they were surrounded by a large number of members of the Xie Yue Sect, without exception.

The rest of the ending was obvious, except for the screams and curses, there was no resistance at all.
Dozens of self-respecting spirit clan arrogances were ruthlessly torn into pieces by the members of the Evil Moon Sect.

Only the first few members who chose to enter survived, less than ten people.
When everything was dusted, Shenping reappeared at the door with a few people.

These gods who have experienced life and death are covered in blood, and they have undergone some kind of transformation.

"This is the hope for the future of my Spirit Race. My Spirit Race does not need self-important trash, let alone cowardly trash. You must always remember this."

After the words fell, Shenping turned into an afterimage, and launched a hunting operation against the evil moon sect at the scene.
(End of this chapter)