The Mortal's Path to Immortality

At this time, in a place on the west line, a huge demon city under construction stood in it.

A large number of demonized humans were busy working, and they moved out special blocks from some bottomless and dark man-made pits with difficulty.

These blocks exuded a strong demonic aura and were used as materials to build the walls of the demon city.

As time went by, the height of the wall gradually climbed to dozens of feet, but the demonized humans did not stop working, and they still struggled to lift the huge demons and continued to build them.

These demons were huge in size and heavy, and it took three or five demonized humans to lift one block together.

They climbed the platform with great effort, and sweat fell like rain.

Suddenly, a demonized human accidentally slipped and fell from a platform several dozen feet high.

Bang! He fell heavily on the ground, making a crisp sound.

The demonized body could not withstand such a high fall. Although he did not die immediately, he was seriously injured.

He lay on the ground in pain, making a shrill wail.

At this moment, a demon spirit flew over quickly. It looked at the demonized human lying on the ground, and a trace of greed flashed in its eyes.

It did not extend a hand to rescue, but opened its bloody mouth and swallowed it into its stomach in one gulp.

A moment later, the demon spirit opened its mouth again and spit out a series of bones that were crushed into thin strips, scattered on the ground.

In the eyes of the real demons, the demonized humans are tools, but they cannot change the nature of their food.

Under the city wall, there are many similar white bones.

The demonized humans on the city wall dare not be angry, nor dare to speak, just pretending not to see this scene, and are still sweating profusely to build the demon city.

Deep in the demon city.

In a completed demon palace.

A demon king is half lying on a high platform in the middle of the palace.

Under the high platform, thick infant skin is sewn, which tastes delicious and has soft leather.

Several demonized humans who look like demons are massaging the body of this demon king.

"Have you found the group of flies that slipped in?" This demon king said lazily.

Not far away, a row of demon generals are kneeling on one knee.

"Master, we are still searching. Those Hongzhou monks seem to be running around."

"No more destruction to the ranch."

"Once we find their scent and bodies, we will be thrown away soon."

The demon king said coldly, "A bunch of trash."

A demon general smiled and said, "Master, they are just food for a few stubborn humans. They shouldn't cause any trouble. When the third teleportation army comes, we will kill them sooner or later and make them into food!"

The demon king frowned when he heard this. : "What do you know? The Demon-killing Alliance in Hongzhou is quite difficult to deal with."

"Especially the swordsman named Ling Xiao, who caused two demon kings to fall in succession some time ago."

"I don't know what they are doing by sending monks to Qingzhou this time."

"We must find the whereabouts of this team of monks within one day."

"There must be no accidents in the ranch!"

In addition to supplying the demons, the output of the ranch is also regularly transferred to the dignitaries in the Blue Hole Demon Domain.

Therefore, the output of the ranch is a very important assessment indicator for the demon king, which is directly related to his position and power in the demon clan.

Naturally, after the ranch is established, the demon king must ensure that the output of the human race in the ranch is stable and sufficient.

Only in this way can the needs of the Blue Hole Demon Domain be met and a higher evaluation can be obtained within the Blue Hole Demon Clan.

On the contrary, in this case, the population of Qingzhou will be greatly improved.

As time goes by, the population of Qingzhou may exceed tens or even hundreds of times of the peak period.

The growth of this population is not due to the improvement of living conditions or the promotion of social development, but due to the pasture mechanism of the demon clan.

In this process, the quality of the population will become a serious problem.

Most people will lose their freedom, dignity and self-awareness, and become slaves and food sources of the demon clan.

The value of their lives will be devalued to the extreme, no different from broiler chickens.

Only a few people with spiritual roots can be paid attention to and granted the method of cultivating immortals.

But even so, they are only regarded as more delicious food, not real human beings.

In such an environment, the Qingqiong Realm is actually no different from the Demon Realm.

Under this mechanism, the human race will not be able to turn things around.

"No!"

The demon generals nodded and left.

"Everyone, leave, let me be alone." The demon king said.

The demonized humans around him bowed respectfully and retreated.

In the huge palace, only the demon king was left.

He took out a magic weapon and was hesitating whether to report this to Jie.

Jie was very powerful, and he was a commander, so he was actually a little afraid of Jie.

If he reported this and was blamed, he would be a little overwhelmed.

If he did not report and ask for help, he was afraid that something unexpected would really happen, although it seemed that Lingxiao Sword Ancestor himself had not come in person.

While he was hesitating, the palace suddenly exploded.

Boom!

Accompanied by a roar, the magic exploded, revealing a hole!

Before the person arrived, the magic arrived first!

In the hole, a large amount of white spiritual water fell from the sky and swallowed the demon king.

"Hmm? Monks?"

"Could it be that the monks came to me directly?"

"That's great! I don't have to go looking for you!"

This demon king also reacted quickly. He didn't fight hard against the strange-looking white spiritual water, and his figure retreated violently from the palace.

He intended to sort out the specific situation of the person who raided the scene.

As soon as his figure came outside the palace, purple lightning bombarded him again.

The ten Jindan monks in the raiding team concentrated on using thunder attribute spells to attack him!

The ten Jindan monks used thunder attribute spells at the same time, and gathered together to form a terrifying purple lightning column to shoot at this demon king!

The Blue Hole Demon Clan was most afraid of thunder attribute spells, and this demon king was no exception. He was instinctively afraid of thunder and lightning.

The magic energy around him flashed and he instinctively withdrew. However, when he retreated at this time, the white spiritual water behind him found an opportunity, took the opportunity to catch up with him, and wrapped him up.

This white spiritual water with a cold breath naturally became Bai Qianhe's magical power.

As the signature magical power of the Bai family, the Bone Erosion Spiritual Spring, although it is called "Spring", it is actually an extremely terrifying water-attributed magical power.

To condense such a magical power, it takes a lot of time and energy to find various spiritual waters with icy properties in the world.

The more types of icy spiritual waters condensed, the more powerful the Bone Erosion Spiritual Spring will be! Theoretically, there is no limit!

And this pool of Bone Erosion Spiritual Spring, Bai Qianhe has gone through hardships and has condensed hundreds of cold-attributed spiritual waters!

After hundreds of years of tempering and practice, this powerful spiritual spring magical power was finally formed.

When the enemies are enveloped by this bone-eroding spiritual spring, they will feel biting cold and endless pain. Those with weak cultivation will be washed away by the spiritual spring in an instant, leaving no bones behind!