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Chapter 1213 The terror of the world(2/2)

Su Li had no choice but to find ways to deal with them.

Along the way, Su Li saw many powerful monsters, all of which were rare and powerful existences between heaven and earth. Some of them were even monsters derived from them that he had never seen before. They seemed to be unique to this upper world.

Even in a river, there are monsters similar to dragons in groups. Some dragon monster leaders are equivalent to masters at the level of Tianjun.

Experts at the level of Heavenly Lords are still very valuable in the heaven. For example, the Holy Land of Truth does not have many Heavenly Lords, and the same is true for the Origin Dynasty. Of course, the Heavenly Court of Creation is no exception.

As for the general planes of heaven, in addition to the lords of the planes, there are two or three Tianjins that burn high incense. Of course, some lords of the planes do not allow another heavenly king to appear in their planes, because the past years have

The future Heavenly Lord kills the Lord of the plane and becomes the new Lord of the plane.

Of course, the masters of large planes such as the Dharma Realm and the Martial Realm are very tyrannical and do not mind if their disciples become Heavenly Kings, so there are more Heavenly Kings under their command.

However, there are not many Tianjun in total, and each one is very valuable.

The world above is different.

In a river in the upper world, there may be a monster king comparable to the level of a heavenly king.

After Su Li traveled through thousands of rivers and tens of thousands of mountains, he was equivalent to killing tens of thousands of heavenly kings.

Tianjun, it’s worthless.

Especially when Su Li passed a huge mountain peak, hundreds of millions of bat-like monsters actually appeared in it. Each of these bats were thousands of feet tall and had blood-like weapons in their hands, which were his "bloody beasts".

The magical weapons composed of "laws", several of the magical beasts are comparable to the Lord of Heaven.

Su Li also recognized what these things were. They were the blood god clan, not the god clan, but the beast gods of the beast clan. All of them practiced the supreme blood path.

According to rumors, there was a blood lord in the Beast Dao Era. His cultivation was very tyrannical. He obtained the blood word spread from the Gate of Eternal Life. He was one of the most powerful Heavenly Lords under the Beast Lord in the Beast Dao Era, and his

The spirit of blood circulates in the descendants' bodies, and it is very tyrannical.

What Su Li encountered now was a branch of the Blood Lord.

These guys sensed Su Li's majestic Tianjun origin, but were not afraid. Instead, as if they were crazy, they directly launched a death-defying attack on Su Li, eager to devour Su Li.

"All things turn into blood."

Su Li had no expression on his face and used the great blood soul technique among the three thousand avenues.

To this day, even a small big blood soul technique, when used in Su Li's hands, is still terrifying. Countless bat-like demons turned into balls of blood in an instant.

Each blood god has different sizes of blood according to its ability.

Some are as small as mung beans, and some are as big as fists. They are all bright red, spinning drop by drop.

Among the blood, there seems to be a word flowing.

This character is not any kind of character in the world, but the strongest font that comes out of the Gate of Eternal Life.

However, these fonts are not original.

It is impossible for him to kill a group of blood gods and directly obtain the original word "blood" circulated in the Gate of Eternal Life.

That blood character must be in the hands of a heavenly king, and his cultivation must be good.

However, Su Li has no idea to get the blood word now, because he has already seen the plain not far away.

In a distant place, on a plain, a tall and majestic city stands. The crowds inside are bustling with people, and they actually convey the aura of the Tianjun monks.

“Finally we’re going to see a living person!”

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possess the memory of the previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment just changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
Chapter completed!
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