Apocalypse of a Hundred Demons: I Became the Strongest Demon Tamer

Chen Qing was still trying to act.

Suddenly three Rakshasas appeared at the door.

The leading Rakshasa sneered: "There is only one human in the Blood Decadence. You must be Chen Qing, right?"

"It's me!"

The Rakshasas sneered:

"Human, have you ever heard of the rules of Rakshasas and the rules of the Kingdom of God? No matter what kind of ghost seeds you get, you must hand them in first. If we don't want them, it will be your turn. The same rules apply to other treasures and skills! Get out of my way!"

As he said that, the Rakshasas took two of his men and swaggered into the room.

Chen Qing stretched out his arm and sneered: "Why?"

"Because I am a Rakshasa! You are a human!"

"Interesting." Chen Qing sneered: "Is Shura superior to Rakshasa because of strength or bloodline?"

"Of course it is strength!"

"Yes!" Chen Qing shouted loudly: "This man Chen Qing only values ​​strength in his life!"

"I fought hard for many days to get it, and you, a red-faced beast, are so shameless! Give it to you? With your three faces?"

Rakshasa was furious, and three pairs of fists came directly!

Ten Thousand Enemies Golden Spear stabbed, and the two collided heavily...

Boom!

The aftermath of the collision pushed out, and the other two Rakshasa stepped back a few steps. Shocked.

"I surrender to Shura for becoming the master of the human world because of strength! Without strength, who dares to be so high and mighty!"

As the voice sounded, Longgu had already joined the battle.

Every Shura has the strength to fight across levels.

Rakshasa basically has it too.

In the same level, Luosha is also a first-class powerful ghost.

But no matter in front of the Ten Thousand Enemies or the Dragon Bone Skeleton, it is not enough.

If the battle is in an open place, Luosha still has room to turn and struggle for a while.

But here, in the narrow passage, the dragon bone's bone chains are almost everywhere, and there is no escape.

Only one second!

Puff puff puff puff puff...

Dozens of bone chains have accurately pierced into Luosha's body.

Then he straightened his six arms and legs and fixed them in the air.

Chen Qing took a few steps forward and slapped Luosha's face, "And you, this red-faced beast, in terms of strength, are not qualified to carry shoes for this hero."

After that, he shouted loudly: "Cut off one of his arms!"

Puff——

One of Luosha's arms was actually torn off!

Then the dragon bone threw him to the ground.

He cried out in pain, covered his broken arm, and looked at Chen Qing with fear.

"Get out!"

Luosha trembled and ran away quickly.

Watching him leave, Chen Qing was thoughtful.

Shura and Luosha were bloodthirsty and brutal, but there was one thing, there shouldn't be a plot like beating the younger and then the older one came.

What's more, with Kuibao and Kuanbao, Chen Qing was not panicking.

Put everything in order.

Chen Qing came to the mall openly, dug a big pit, and buried the four members of the Ghost Control Army.

Let the dragon bones move to a wall four or five meters long and wide, and write: "The Tomb of the Unknown Heroes of the Ghost Control Army."

Then he left.

Not long after, a luxurious carriage slowly arrived, and the window of the carriage was opened.

Six-Rank Sha shook his head and sighed: "Chen Qing's behavior has the style of ancient Shura! It's a pity that he is a human. If he were a Rakshasa, if he were a Shura, he would surely become a pillar of our race."

Luo Luohong shook his head: "Don't pay too much attention to bloodline. Shura and Rakshasa are not originally from the same race."

Seven-Rank Sha nodded: "That's right!"

About an hour later, Chen Qing sent a message to Luo Luohong:

"Shura, where are you? I have a surprise for you."

Luo Luohong chuckled, "Do you think I don't know what it is?"

As he said, he replied to Chen Qing: "You will participate in the banquet tomorrow. Present yourself to my father."

Seeing this reply, Chen Qing was slightly stunned.

Zundu fake du?

Is this considered an upgrade?

There is still one day before the banquet, which means ten days in the Demon Suppression Tower.

Every minute is precious now and cannot be wasted.

The restoration of the boundary pillar is coming to an end, and Guangfu County will soon be incorporated into the dirty land.

The war between the filthy earth and the fire earth was in full swing. The general was at ease and commanded tens of thousands of troops.

Qianmian Niang, Chen Qing, and Chen Man were practicing quietly.

Now the person guarding the safe house has been replaced by Chun'er in the abandoned baby tower.

——It was the big girl who killed Hong Ya.

More than half a month in the real world and half a year in the demon tower. Her emotions have stabilized, but Qianmian Niang knew the position of Uncle Xia in Chen Qing's heart, so she still planted a heart poison.

In that cannibalistic era, how many girls had a good life?

Being put into the abandoned baby tower at the age of ten, this already explains the problem.

A girl from a poor family, honest, dutiful, hardworking, able to endure hardships, observant, careful in everything she does and every word she says.

Asking her to take care of Uncle Xia and the safe house moved her so much that she kept kneeling down to express her gratitude.

Qianmian Niang took Chun'er with her for two days. She was not very smart, but she was afraid of missing the opportunity that she thought was "a great favor".

She racked her brains and worked hard to learn, and basically learned to use daily electrical appliances and take care of the family farm.

But because she was illiterate, she could not check the messages on her mobile phone. She could only report to Qianmian Niang every time a message came in.

Chen Qing took the time to watch it once, and Chun'er almost cleaned every gap in the house.

As a modern person, Chen Qing persuaded her several times, but seeing that he could not persuade her, he let her do it.

Chen Man was still stubborn in his practice, and he had to set an alarm clock to force himself to rest.

During his rest time, he would watch documentaries.

Whether he is practicing or resting, he truly demonstrates what it means to stand like a pine tree and sit like a bell. His straight little body and his serious expression never change, Chen Qing loves him no matter how he looks at him.

The young prince who is addicted to the Internet has become obsessed with Hades these days. He has gone a little crazy and often shouts sinisterly: "Father, I will definitely kill you this time!"

Chen Qing is brainwashing Feng Qingyang at this moment.

"If you are successful, you should help the world; if you are poor, you should take care of yourself. Tell me, what does this mean?"

Feng Qingyang sat respectfully and thought for a while, "When you are not successful, you should keep yourself clean and improve your personal cultivation and morality; when you are successful, you should punish evil and promote good, and be a hero in the world!"

"Yes! The saints said that when you are not successful, you should take care of yourself. What about you? If you still hold the sword, you will always have the ability to be a hero, but if you throw away the sword and surrender, not only will you lose your life, but you will also kill countless people!"

Feng Qingyang frowned: "Disciple does not understand! How could I kill people?"

"You idiot! Now the dirty land is attacked by the evil spirits of the demon sect, and thousands of people are killed and injured every day. If you have a sword in hand, how many can you save?"

"With a sword in hand, I can save at least one hundred people a day."

"Yes, but now you are injured because of your own death! No one saves these one hundred people, and they can only wait to die! Tell me, did you kill them?"

Feng Qingyang was stunned.

His intuition told him that there was something wrong with this logic, but with his personality, he couldn't find any loopholes.

"One hundred a day, three thousand a month, a year, you will kill 36,000 people!"

"And this is just because of your foolish benevolence!"

"In the past, the Master was mighty and powerful, and he was the best in the world, so he could travel around the countries to teach and impart knowledge. If he was a weak chicken and was beaten to death after leaving the village, would there be a thousand years of Confucianism?"

"No...no."

Feng Qingyang listened, sweating coldly.

"In this life, you and I will encounter countless choices, and we are just mortals. We have regrets in everything, more or less. At this time, we should be more mercenary and calculate the gains and losses."

"Think more, you are going to give your life to save the three people in front of you. Or keep your life and sword to save 30,000 people in dire straits!"

Feng Qingyang knelt down suddenly: "Disciple knows his mistake!"

Chen Qing scolded: "Go! You will be punished to face the wall for one month!"

"Yes!"

Feng Qingyang respectfully accepted the order and went to face the wall seriously.

Chen Qing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the time. The banquet time was almost up.

Put on the Thousand Faces Girl and return to the real world.

The sun has risen to eleven or twelve o'clock, which is very dazzling.

"Finally, I will see the top of Shura,"

"This time, can I find out the news of Asura God..."