Chapter 621 Zhao Yao

Early morning on the eighth day of the Big Ten Tournament.

Before all the contestants have arrived at the venue.

Wei Cangsheng walked on the bustling street, watching the people coming and going around him, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

Although the current situation of the human race is not good, the Central City, as the center of the human world, is still very prosperous, gathering the most powerful geniuses, the best monks, the richest civilians, and the hardest workers in the world today... Looking up, there is also the Miluo Heavenly Palace towering in the clouds, showing highly developed immortal techniques.

But for Wei Cangsheng, no matter how developed or prosperous it is, nothing means anything if people are wrong.

He lived in an era when a race of pure-blooded humans strived for eternity, slaying demons and dominating the world.

But now he took a deep breath and could smell the omnipresent evil spirit in the air.

A cute little girl walked up to him and looked at him with surprise: "Are you Wei Cangsheng from Da Luo Tian Lun Dao?"

Wei Cangsheng looked at the little girl in front of him and smiled slightly, but he couldn't help but frown, and an unbearable killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The little girl stood there as if she was petrified, her body stiffened and unable to move.

Wei Cangsheng finally endured the murderous intention in his heart, and then quickly walked away.

In his demonic eyes, the little girl just now had a disgusting mouse head, a pair of huge eyeballs swaying back and forth, sharp teeth protruding, and every move revealed an aura of cruelty and violence.

Wei Cangsheng raised his head and activated his demonic eyes naturally. The streets were filled with all kinds of animals that looked like mice, lions, foxes, sparrows... They looked like they were wearing clothes, talking, eating, and going on the road like humans.

Only a few monks with high levels of cultivation could not reveal their true colors under his demonic eyes.

If in the past, Wei Cangsheng had drawn his sword and killed the monsters on the street, he had killed too many monsters in his life, more than he could count.

Because slaying demons had already become an instinct in his body during the war between humans and demons.

In order to better distinguish monsters, he also specially cultivated a pair of monster eyes that can distinguish between human beings and monsters. He could see the true form of an ordinary monster with no cultivation level just by glancing at it.

Even if the cultivation level is higher, as long as the Taoism level cannot surpass him, he can still see the origin of the opponent's demon blood with a little effort.

But now, he looked at the monsters on the street, watching them use human clothes, use human language, inherit human civilization, and live like a human being.

This gave him a ridiculous, sad and desolate feeling, and the murderous aura in his eyes always spread uncontrollably.

"Demon God, Demon Saint, is this your plan? It's really a good idea to draw fuel from the bottom of the cauldron."

At this moment, beside Wei Cangsheng, a young man came over, looked at the pedestrians around him and said with a smile: "Isn't it hard? People like you who have killed thousands of demons now have to live. In such a demonic city, it’s like putting a tiger among the bloody sheep.”

Wei Cangsheng glanced at the young man beside him, ignored him, and continued walking towards the arena.

The young man didn't care about the other party's indifference. He followed the other party and continued: "Yesterday, another man's body was found in an alley a hundred meters away from your residence. What's wrong? Can't you bear it anymore?"

Wei Cangsheng's eyes narrowed slightly. On his way home yesterday, he suddenly saw the pig demon suddenly appearing in the shadows. He looked at the ferocious, plump pig face and the long and hard tusks. When he When he reacted, the sword energy that had been tempered for thousands of years had already penetrated the opponent's eyebrows instinctively.

Afterwards, looking at the fat pig demon that appeared in his demonic eyes, he checked the other person's clothes and realized that the other person was a worker who came to inspect the sewer pipes.

At that moment, Wei Cangsheng suddenly had a strange feeling. Are the mixed-race humans in this city monsters, or is he, a human who can't help but kill, a monster to them?

The same behavior would have made him a hero in his time, but in this day and age, he would only become a murderer, a public enemy, a devil...

The young man on the side continued: "But don't worry, we have already taken care of the body for you, so you won't get into trouble. It's the duel between you and Zhou Bai today. Can you please kill him?"

Wei Cangsheng stopped, turned to look at the young man and said, "What do you mean?"

The young man smiled: "You didn't originally plan to let Zhou Bai take first place, did you?

You can see this from the fact that Sun Jingping died and he directly killed someone in the top ten games. But now it seems that you have changed your mind? It's probably because Zhou Bai's fighting power surprised you during the battle with Shi Fa. In addition, after these few battles, you found that you didn't have much life left. "

Seeing the dangerous light in the eyes of Wei Cangsheng in front of him, the young man waved his hands and said: "Don't look at me with such a scary look. I am also the righteous god of the Lei Department. If you don't have the Human Emperor Sword, you shouldn't be able to defeat me. ."

As he spoke, his appearance changed slightly, revealing the appearance of True Lord Ziyang. At the same time, a heavy pressure flashed past, and then the other person quickly changed back to his youthful appearance.

Wei Cangsheng sneered: "Why do you think I will agree to your request?"

"Then why do you think that since we woke you up, we didn't prepare any backup plans?"

Zhenjun Ziyang said: "You suddenly realize that your life is short, and you also find that Zhou Bai's talent and strength are stronger than imagined, and he has been recognized by the Human Emperor Sword, so you will naturally have plans to pass on the mantle. But if I tell You, your lifespan can be extended by twenty years? Is Zhou Bai still important? Rather than passing on the mantle, is it better to do it yourself? "

"Do you think you will do better or worse than Zhou Bai?"

Wei Cangsheng looked at the other party coldly, seemingly unmoved at all.

True Lord Ziyang said calmly: "I know that people like you will not waver in confidence unless they see real evidence."

As he spoke, he took out a medicine bottle: "Your lifespan problem is because neither this physical body nor your soul can satisfy today's twisted environment.

But each pill of this medicine from the Ministry of Disease Control can make you live one more year, up to 20 years. You can take one of these back and try it. If you are satisfied, kill Zhou Bai today and we will give you the remaining pills. "

Looking at the other party's leaving figure, Wei Cangsheng couldn't help but said: "Don't you ask me whether I agree or not?"

True Lord Ziyang smiled: "How could you not agree? Unless you think Zhou Bai's life is more valuable than yours. He regards everyone in the current Sanqing Dao Sect as his family.

Do you think it is more convenient to change his mind within three months and reverse the concepts he has grown up with, or to revitalize the pure-blood human race yourself? What about more operability? "

"And once Tuguishen and the others know your true identity, Zhou Bai will be nothing more than a backup option for them."

"Compared to Zhou Bai, the bloodline you represent is more suitable for breeding pure-blooded humans."

Wei Cangsheng nodded: "How can you guarantee that the immortals will not stop me?"

True Lord Ziyang said: "They have their opponents and they have nothing to do with you."

When Wei Cangsheng came to the arena and waited until the top ten competition started on the eighth day, he saw that one more of the Four Gods had arrived this time.

A middle-aged man with long hair shawl and stubble on his face, always has a gloomy temperament on his face.

A layer of purple light appeared in his eyes, and as he turned his eyes, lightning seemed to pierce the sky, causing bursts of thunder.

He and Tu Guishen sat side by side. Their auras were distinct, but equally comparable. Tian Yangzi, Mingyue Immortal, and Qin Zhenren all had solemn expressions on their faces.

This man is Xiang Haochu's father, Xiang Tiandi, the demon-slaying marshal of the Lei Department.