Chapter 80 Invitation Demon 20,000 demons that escaped, led by a great demon king, returned to look for the body of the Black Tiger King. After not finding them for a long time, they saw thousands of cavalrymen charging towards them. When the big demon king saw the black-armored boy in the lead, he roared, "Quick, retreat!" That human boy is simply a devil! Chen Xian took the lead and charged into the group of demons, followed closely by Ding Chen and others. The demon was so frightened that it was only concerned with escaping and had no intention of fighting with everyone, so Ding Chen and others were able to move freely. He chased the demon army for thirty miles and killed more than ten thousand demons. The remaining four or five thousand demons escaped. "Don't chase us anymore!" Chen Xian was covered in demon blood. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked everyone to retreat. Along the way, they took away all the demon corpses that could be carried, and when they passed by the demon camp, they directly destroyed all the tents. Not long after, Pei Gang, Zhang Han and Zhao Haichuan came with soldiers to suppress demons. Seeing the corpses of demons on the ground, everyone was numb!
"Brother Gang, please move the food. It will be enough to last until after the New Year!" Chen Xian said with a smile while sitting on the horse. Pei Gang took a deep breath, then gave a wry smile and nodded, ordering his soldiers to start moving the demon's corpse. Zhang Han and Zhao Haichuan also gave orders. In less than half a day, more than 40,000 demons were moved back to the Ninth Camp, and their corpses piled up like a mountain. Pei Menglong was stunned. "Does this mean the demon camp has been destroyed?" He looked surprised. at dusk. Pei Menglong ordered Chen Xian to return a thousand men to the camp, and asked Pei Gang, Zhang Han, and Zhao Haichuan to leave behind a thousand soldiers to suppress the demons in case the demon army attacked again. Leisure camp. In the tent, Chen Xian called out the panel: [Experience: 6912200 points] Nearly seven million experience points, enough for him to consume for a while. …… In a blink of an eye, it is the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month. The snow has stopped. The demon camp in the Blood River Forest was completely destroyed. There are no more demon troops stationed here. Pei Menglong ordered scouts to be left behind and all the demon-suppressing soldiers to be withdrawn and begin comprehensive repairs. Before the New Year,
In the Blood River Forest, the demon army should not come again. His Ninth Battalion also took advantage of the year-end to practice and improve their strength so that they could kill more demons in the coming year. Pei Menglong himself has also been trying to form a pill recently, and hopes to succeed before the Demon-Suppressing Competition. Leisure camp. Li Fei, Yan Huifeng, Wu Wanpeng, Cao Qinglin and others admired Chen Xian more and more. They eat the flesh and blood of the Demon Ape King and the Black Tiger King every day, and their strength improves rapidly. The thousand-man camp is united and happy. Chen Xian would add points to [Vajra Dragon Elephant Art] and [Powerful Demonic Ape Art] every day to improve his realm. However, his cultivation level has not made much progress and he is still at the initial stage of Spirit Infant. It was not until the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month that he consumed 80 experience points and completed the Thunder Flame Formless Realm of the [Vajra Dragon Elephant Art], and his cultivation level finally reached the minor success of the Spirit Infant. [Martial Arts: Diamond Dragon Elephant Art (Great Accomplishment), Powerful Demon Ape Art (Minor Accomplishment), Bull Demon Golden Body Art (Perfect Accomplishment)...] [Experience: 5812200 points] [Realm: Minor Spiritual Infant Accomplishment] [Lifespan: 130 years] In the past ten days, Chen Xian not only added 30 experience points to the [Vajra Dragon Elephant Art], but also added experience points to the [Mighty Demon Ape Art], but the [Mighty Demon Ape Art] still showed little success. But the strength is increasing every day. When the realm of cultivation breaks through to the minor success of the Spirit Infant, the strength exceeds three million ding. With every move of his hands and feet, he had the power to push mountains and split the earth. According to the [Ancient Body Refining Sutra] in the storage ring, the power of an ordinary Spirit Infant Realm expert is more than 100,000 Ding, and that of a Spirit Infant minor success is about 300,000 Ding. But some geniuses are exceptions. This has a lot to do with one's own talent, the level of one's skills, and the power of one's martial arts. The strongest spirit infant realm is perfect, and the strength can reach tens of millions of ding, which is stronger than the ordinary Tiangang realm powerhouse. Of course, this is just a pure comparison of strength. A person's comprehensive combat capability cannot be judged solely by strength, but also by speed, defense, agility, and combat experience, which are all very important. Chen Xian’s current strength is more than ten times stronger than that of an ordinary spiritual infant. It should be related to the way he practices martial arts. A mid-grade martial arts technique and two top-grade martial arts techniques made his physical strength reach an incredible level. The Yuan force in the Jade Sea is also extremely powerful. The twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month. Pei Gang came over and called Chen Xian away.
The Chinese military tent. In addition to Pei Menglong, there were seven other people sitting there, including Nangong Yan and Tong Linsheng. Among the other five people, there was a woman in white tights, with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, delicate facial features, and a heroic air. Chen Xian knew that it was Tang Can, the lieutenant general of the third battalion, Suzaku Camp. He didn't recognize the remaining four people. "Young man? Pei Menglong, are you kidding us?" A young man with thick eyebrows and narrow eyes, who was sitting not far from Tang Can, frowned and looked at Chen Xian with a little disdain. Pei Menglong smiled and said, "Brother Shen, I am not kidding you. Although Chen Xian is young, don't underestimate him." The young man with thick eyebrows and narrow eyes was called Shen Wenmo. He glanced at Chen Xian with disdain and said to Pei Menglong, "He is just a young man in black armor. You want this general to think highly of him. Is he qualified?" The other three didn't say anything, but there was obvious disdain in their eyes. They are the cultivation geniuses among the Nine Demon-Suppressing Armies, and they are all major generals. Pei Menglong called over a young man in black armor, which made them feel a little unhappy. Didn’t they know that dragons shouldn’t live with snakes and tigers shouldn’t live with dogs? At this time, Tang Can opened her rosy red lips and said coldly, "I think he is handsome and talented, so let him go with us." Everyone: "...!!" Chen Xian looked at Tang Can expressionlessly, greeted Pei Menglong, and asked, "Brother Pei, what's the matter with calling me here?" Pei Menglong smiled and said, "It's like this. Lieutenant General Tang Can wants to go to the Black Abyss to kill the Fire Feather Eagle King. This beast has ancient blood and is extremely fierce. It is much more powerful than the Demon Ape King. She came to look for help, and I thought of you." "It's up to you to decide whether to go or not." Without waiting for Chen Xian to reply, Shen Wenmo sneered, "Boy, if you are scared, don't be embarrassed, just go back to the tent." He had disliked Chen Xian to begin with, and just now when Tang Can said that Chen Xian was a handsome and heroic man, he felt even more unhappy. That was Tang Can, the most beautiful woman in front of the Demon-Suppressing Pass, and she never said that about him. How can I not be jealous! Chen Xian frowned slightly and stared at Shen Wenmo, then looked at Tang Can: "I'm fine." Since Nangong Yan was there, he would not reject Tang Can. "Hehe! What problem can you have when traveling with such a beautiful woman?" Shen Wenmo snorted, and the others sneered. Only Tong Linsheng had no expression on his face. Chen Xian ignored Shen Wenmo and looked at Pei Menglong and asked, "Brother Pei, when do we leave?" "Let's go now. I'll go too." Pei Menglong stood up and looked at Tang Can. Tang Can also stood up. Her tall and slender figure and delicate face were truly impeccable. If we could smile, the whole world would be dimmed. Chen Xian withdrew his gaze and followed Pei Menglong. They all left the Ninth Camp and headed towards the Black Abyss.
Half an hour later. As everyone entered the Black Abyss restricted area, a desolate and ancient atmosphere filled the air. Shen Wenmo, who was walking in front, glanced back at Chen Xian and said humiliatingly, "Boy, don't piss yourself when you see the Demon King later, hahaha..." The other three also had sarcastic smiles on their faces. (End of this chapter)