The night is hazy and the waning moon hangs high.

Meng Chuan flew high in the sky, overlooking the vast earth.

His eyesight can see that most of the people living in the wild are hidden during the day, but they start working in the night. Adults are working, children are playing next to them, and some are practicing swords seriously.

"Down on the day and out at night?" Meng Chuan whispered softly, "The visual distance of the demon king has been greatly shortened. The darkness has become a kind of protection, it is a joke."

"Cities are abandoned."

Meng Chuan was flying, passing by the county town and the palace town, and now it was pitch black. This darkness made Meng Chuan feel suffocated.

"There is only a big city left in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty." Meng Chuan finally saw a big city. The bustling big city had a population of over 10 million, but the big city was also in panic. The news that millions of demon kings attacked the human world had already flown all over the sky.

"The Great Zhou, including the seven major city gates, are 61 major cities in total." Meng Chuan said intimately.

Among the seven major city passes, Luotang passes have a population of over 20 million.

For example, An Customs, Yanshan Pass, Baixiang Pass, etc., millions of people gathered in the early days. Since the population moved, these large urban passes also shared some of the population, with a population of more than tens of millions.

"Countless people in the wild also survive in various places around 61 big cities. With big cities, there is hope. They earn enough money to move to the city. If their children are talented enough, they can be sent to the Taoist cemetery in the city for free to practice. Even if their talents are average, they can still spend money to send their children to the Taoist cemetery."

"The big city is hope, and it must be kept."

Meng Chuan flew down to look down below.

On a clearing ground below, a child and a man were competing with each other's sword skills.

"Bang." Knife collision.

The child was shocked and flew backwards to the ground. There was a fierce look in his eyes and rushed towards his father again.

"I am stronger than you, so you shouldn't have fought with me head-on. Fighting is about using your strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses!" The man scolded and waved his sword to suppress his son.

"puff."

The child fell again, sweating all over and had blood stains on his face.

The man looked at it but shouted, "Let's come on, as long as you can practice the basic swordsmanship this year, you can pass the assessment of the Taoist temple. Your father, I will try my best to send you to the city and to the Taoist temple. If it doesn't work, you can stay in the wild with your father for the rest of your life. Don't blame your father for not giving you hope."

"Hmph." The child gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

High in the sky.

Meng Chuan looked at this scene and then flew over. He saw a lot of similar scenes every day, but every time he touched him, how much he wanted to fulfill his dream of "killing all the demons in the world". If he completed it, he would be extremely satisfied even if he fought his life. It was just really difficult! The more he practiced, the more he felt how difficult it was to "kill all the demons in the world".

"This is just a dark period and will usher in dawn." Meng Chuan said silently.

...

Fly back to Jiangzhou City.

His wife Liu Qiuyue waited for him to have supper, and then Meng Chuan went into seclusion.

"Dong."

The corpse of the alien race in the realm of creation was placed directly in the quiet room. The quiet room was used for gods and demons to practice and was built quite large. At least it was easy to place this corpse that was three meters tall.

"Alien tribe in the realm of creation, majoring in physical body?" Meng Chuan looked carefully. The body had layers of black scales on its body, and even its face had black scales. However, a large piece of it was cut on its chest, the scales disappeared, and the flesh and blood were cut.

"At this level, the injury should heal in an instant." Meng Chuan looked at, "This chest was cut, which was more like the scales were cut after the death of this alien race. Should it be the ancestors of Yuanchushan tried to refine objects?"

The body of a strong man in the realm of creation must be extraordinary in the body.

Simple sewing into armor is amazingly valuable.

"Buzz." Invisible aura fluctuations emanate from this corpse, but after all, it is a dead object. Meng Chuan's dark star domain can easily block these aura fluctuations.

"Clang."

Meng Chuan drew out the demon-slaying sword.

"Huh?" Meng Chuan looked at the demon-slaying knife in his hand in shock. As soon as the demon-slaying knife was unsheathed, he began to tremble and wanted to pounce on the corpse.

"Don't be anxious." Meng Chuan smiled and waved his knife. His sword was as fast as lightning, slashing on the scales on the alien's body.

In fact, when it is about one inch closer to the scale armor, there is an invisible repulsion force, repelling the demon-slashing sword.

"Fortunately, the ancestors of Yuanchushan had already cut a piece, otherwise I would not have hurt the corpse at all." Meng Chuan laughed at himself and extended the Demon-Slaying Sword to the large wound on the chest of the alien corpse, approaching the wound. The Demon-Slaying Sword trembled and tried hard to swallow it. Finally, a drop of golden blood slowly flew out of the wound. The golden blood seemed extremely heavy, and was barely attracted by the Demon-Slaying Sword.

"Shit."

As soon as the golden blood touched the demon sword, the blade slowly extended out of the golden pattern, and the trembling forcefully swallowed the drop of blood.

Meng Chuan himself practiced the physical lineage, the "Spiritual Realm" and the "Immortal Realm", which were qualitative transformations. A drop of blood at the level of creation, probably is stronger than his entire physical body.

The Demon-Slaying Sword was very difficult to swallow this drop of blood. It took half an hour to completely swallow a drop of blood.

"It's so difficult to swallow the demon-slaying sword." Meng Chuan sighed secretly, "In history, it may have never absorbed the corpses of the strong people in the physical body of the Creation Realm." The demon-slaying sword was originally a magic sword, and like the 'Creation Realm's physical body of the alien race', they are not strong people in this world, and only the three major sects could produce it. In the past, there was no need for the three major sects to cultivate a magic sword.

The Demon-Slaying Sword continued to swallow. After more than an hour, the Demon-Slaying Sword stopped swallowing.

It seems that I'm full for the time being.

"The demon-slaying sword must be slowly digested, so I will swallow it tomorrow." Meng Chuan was looking forward to how much change it would have to swallow a demon-slaying sword that sucked a corpse of a foreign race of creation.

...

Time passes day by day.

Another evening.

Meng Chuan returned to Huxin Pavilion and had supper with his wife Liu Qiuyue.

"Um?"

Meng Chuan and Liu Qiuyue turned their heads to look into the distance at the same time.

An illusory figure walked towards the lake from a distance. It was wearing a black robe, a thin face and yellow eyes. At this moment, it smiled and stepped onto the lake center pavilion.

Meng Chuan and his wife got up and walked out.

"Demon King?" Meng Chuan said.

"I have met the Marquis of Dongning and Marquis of Ningyue." This illusory figure in black robe saluted slightly.

"This is the first time I have seen the incarnation of the Demon King. I wonder which great demon king you are." Meng Chuan said. He had seen the incarnation of Venerable Qin Wu and Venerable Luo Tang. They were both incarnation methods that they had after reaching the fifth level of the soul. Incarnation has no lethality. However, the demon clan has various magical powers, and perhaps the fourth-level demon king may also have incarnation.

The black-robed illusory figure smiled and said, "My name is Monan. This time I came to invite Dongning Hou and Ningyue Hou to join my demon clan."

"Join the demon clan?" Meng Chuan sneered, "How did my human clan join the demon clan?"

"Why is the Heavenly Demon Sect willing to fight for the demon clan?" Black-robed illusory figure smiled, "It is because the Emperor of the Demon Sect lowered the 'Demon Sect' from the sky to the Heavenly Demon Sect. The promise of my Demon Sect was engraved on the holy monument. After the attack on the human world, one of the human world will be assigned to the human race forever to survive. That territory will be ruled by the Heavenly Demon Sect. From then on, the human race will abolish the gods and demons' cultivation system and only have the heavenly demon cultivation system. From then on, the human race will be one of the hundreds of demon clans and a member of our demon clan."

Meng Chuan and Liu Qiuyue look at each other.

"When the human race and the demon race, the human race will definitely lose." The black-robed illusory figure smiled and said, "Since you will lose, why should you die? You can take your tribe members and continue to live happily. As long as there are no new gods and demons born, you gods and demons... the demon race can also allow you to exist. After you die of old age, there will naturally be no gods and demons."
Chapter completed!