From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Baizhu Town.

As early as when the first demon general arrived, the local residents had already fled in all directions.

It is located between three mountains, and a tributary of the Zhuying River, which runs across the blessed land, passes in front of the town.

Hundreds of demons were guarding the town. The first to arrive, the governor of Shangui County and a pacification envoy, led their subordinates in a fierce attack.

The second group to arrive was Song Yushao's troops.

Further out, a large number of demons and the Demon Slaying Bureau are recruiting new personnel. The two sides are surrounding each other, and the flesh and blood mill is becoming more and more real.

……

It was dark.

In a farmyard outside Baizhu Town, a snake demon emerged from a well. Its fangs were cold and emitting a dark green luster. Its tongue caught the scent and it took a bite of its prey not far away.

Jiang Yuan did not look back. He instantly held the sword in his reverse hand. The tip of the inferior spirit sword accurately pierced the snake monster's throat, slightly raised it, penetrated the head and came out from the back of the skull. As he drew the sword, a cluster of blood splashed on the back.

Three feet in front of him, the wolf demon had already flown into the air, its dark pupils filled with brutality and bloodthirstiness, and the surface of its wolf hide was like steel needles standing up, and a foul odor could be smelled even before its body arrived.

Jiang Yuan seemed to have foreseen the future and had moved to the right position in advance. After drawing out the sword, he turned his wrist, gently extended it to the left, and stabbed it into the opponent's heart.

The wolf demon still pounced forward, and the sword blade cut off most of its body, like the most experienced butcher meeting pork. From beginning to end, the sword body was breaking through along the texture of bones and flesh, and the hard body of the fifth realm warrior was unable to provide any hindrance.

On the left and on the right, four half-human-high rat demons jumped out, their eyes were bloodshot, and their teeth were as sharp as flying swords, far superior to the snake demon's mouth full of fangs. This strange golden stone rat could bite defensive magic weapons into pieces. It was naturally slow in cultivation, but once it became enlightened, it would become the most hated opponent of the cultivators in the middle five realms.

Jiang Yuan's sword was as light as a dancing wild goose. Each time the tip of the sword landed in an extremely subtle way. Because there was no sword energy, the effect looked very ordinary, but the four golden stone rats seemed to be flies that were swatted away. They fell straight to the ground from mid-air, with hundreds of tiny wounds bursting out all over their bodies.

All the essence and blood flowed into the sword, and dozens of snowflake coins were thrown out. With the help of the divine machine, the spirit sword suddenly reached the level of a medium-level spirit weapon.

One demon after another rushed towards the young man in the middle of the farmyard. The shadows of swords were like a curtain, and Jiang Yuan was impenetrable within ten feet of him. With only the most basic swordsmanship, it would be of no use even if the number of demons increased several times. There was no essential difference.

Blood rained down from the sky above the farmyard, as if a god was pouring river water. Pieces of flesh and blood of similar sizes fell to the ground. Occasionally, clean and tidy bones were shaved clean of all impurities and turned into powder to be swallowed by the spirit sword. During this time, someone threw out snowflake coins again, this time more than forty pieces.

With the last sword, still trying to save strength as much as possible, Jiang Yuan immediately killed the top demon general in front of him. A shallow crack slowly appeared on half of the wall, and the toad demon hiding in the shadow was split into two. The fatal blow that had been accumulated for a long time was aborted.

According to ancient legends, there were three special creatures on the original bright moon ruled by the Lord of the Bright Moon, namely the laurel tree, the white rabbit demon and the three-legged golden toad. The large number of bloodlines derived from these three were called Moon Palace seeds, which is similar to the relationship between true dragons and dragon descendants.

The toad in front of him is a branch of the branch, but he has also inherited a little of the afterglow of the bloodline ancestor, reflecting a few heartbreaks. The Jade Rabbit and the Laurel are far inferior. The Moon Drop is a kind of innate magical power that accumulates power and then bursts out instantly. Jiang Yuan had nothing to do, so he learned a sword-cultivation technique, accumulated divine will to sharpen the blade, and waited for the full moon to be unsheathed.

The moment he walked out of the farmyard and pushed open the door, half an inch of blood gushed out. Every step was covered in dark brown mud. The dragon embroidered clothes on his body had no trace of its original color except for the embroidered pattern.

On the street ahead, fighting was breaking out in dozens of places, only a few steps away. An envoy in embroidered clothes withstood the powerful blows from the bear monster in front of him, but was bitten on the shoulder by another snake monster. His whole face turned black and purple, and he fell to the ground and died.

Jiang Yuan glanced sideways and saw that Fairy Su Jia was being beaten as usual. She was being defeated by the three demons. The walls on both sides of the street were dark red after being washed with blood, and there were broken arms and limbs all over the ground.

Yang energy continued to gather as the chaos continued. After an hour of fighting in Baizhu Town, a total of admirals and demon generals as numerous as two hands were born.

The demons from Shangui County who arrived first are still holding on to the core area. The two pacification envoys are attacking the outer areas, but at the same time, they are also facing continuous attacks from behind. Fortunately, the other three pacification envoys are providing support.

On the street, Jiang Yuan swung his sword, and a demon seemed to charge into it on its own initiative, its body separated. He swung his sword again, and two more pieces of the body fell to the ground with a clang like metal.

The thick blood energy in the farmyard rolled around and the surroundings were silent for a moment. Two streets away, a demon king had arrived at the battlefield. He had a green head and eagle eyes, and was two meters tall. He was like a mountain of flesh rushing around at an extremely fast speed, crushing countless collapsed ruins and biting closely behind the envoy named Zhu.

Admiral Zhu was in a panic and looked around. He saw someone with a look of great joy. He knew that the other person had a dragon scale soft armor, and with the strength of at least a fourth-level warrior, he could at least withstand two or three attacks from the demon king.

"Jiang Xiuyi, help me quickly, just stop it for a moment. I am the seventh prince of the Zhuying Dynasty. I will make you a marquis when I get out!"

Prince Zhu Qi immediately swore an oath of eternal love. Even though the cost of returning later would be extremely high, it was nothing compared to his life. He just waited for the other party to agree.

Jiang Yuan pondered for less than a moment. The fact that a prince went deep into the Yunlin blessed land only meant that he might not be that famous. Moreover, the eldest prince of the Zhuying Dynasty was young and promising. He was approaching forty years old and was already a Jindan ancestor. Compared with the brother of the third young man from Aquarius Continent, the fifth-level warrior strength of this Zhu Qi prince was outstanding among his peers, but it was inevitable that he would pale in comparison.

But in contrast, the national fortune that protects this person is destined to be weak. The great monk cannot control the emperor of the dynasty down the mountain because of the protection of the majestic national fortune. Once the national power declines, all kinds of evildoers will breed, and even some daring snake spirits and fox spirits will sneak into the palace.

Jiang Yuan put his fingers together to form a sword, and a ray of cold moonlight burst out, first piercing through Prince Zhu Qi's chest, and then violently smashing the demon king's sixth-level warrior physique into pieces.

The Yunlin blessed land is a place without spirits. This time he would have to spend at least ten Grain Rain coins and a thumb-sized Dragon-Slaying Platform to compensate for the loss of the flying sword. In exchange for this, he got the ticket to the Zhuying Dynasty to succeed the throne.

The Confucian Temple stipulates that secular emperors are not allowed to practice to gain immortality. If the eldest prince is interested in the position of emperor, he must cut off his own bridge to immortality and give up his golden elixir. However, in comparison, warriors are an exception, because even a great master of the ultimate realm can only live for three or four hundred years, which is not even as good as an ordinary golden elixir or Nascent Soul.

The reason why many big guys on the mountain have high hopes for the Chongming Bird is because it was born in the demon clan. After it awakens, its lifespan is relatively long, and it has enough time to polish its dead end.

(End of this chapter)