The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the fallen leaves are flying south.

The demonic aura on Shiwang Mountain soared into the sky like a pillar, and the vibration was so low that it was terrifying and white bones were scattered. Even the little demons in the nearby mountains felt deep fear and did not dare to get even half a step closer.

In the distance, there is a mass grave on a barren mountain, and two pairs of green lights emanate from the scattered graves.

A yellow-skinned demon and a vixen held a big club bone in their mouths, trembling as they looked at the black clouds in the distance.

"That's King Shi's Mountain... It was the territory of Rongshan Dog Demon back then, but it was occupied by King Shi and became the overlord of the area."

The vixen sways its long white tail and secretes a pungent smell from under its fur.

This is a sign that the vixen is moving. This smell is pungent and fishy in the presence of advanced men, but for most males, it is a strange fragrance. Once sniffed, they will forget to eat and sleep, unable to extricate themselves, feeling groggy all day and night. miss.

In ancient times, there were masters of alchemy among Taoist sects who specialized in catching vixens, seducing them, and making love. When the arousing parts secrete this smell, they would peel off their skin and flesh, extract a special liquid from them, and make elixirs. The medicine is called Chixindan.

Even if it is a chaste and fierce woman, a eunuch and a sissy, once she takes it, she will become extremely passionate about the person in front of her. The body will be burned like a burning fire, and her juices will dry up, and she will not stop until the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

"Slutty fox, you are tempted again." The yellow-skinned demon gnawed on the stick bone and glanced sideways, showing disdain.

"It's a pity that King Shi is a dog demon. Such a majestic overlord may not look down on the slave's body." The vixen stroked his supple tail, feeling a little ashamed of himself.

In her early years, she transformed into a human being and went to a brothel for further training. She developed skills such as black ice and fierce fire, poisonous dragon spitting pearls, picking chrysanthemums and falling into the water, golden lotus fishing for clams... It can be said that she is proficient in eighteen kinds of techniques.

No matter human or demon, no one can straighten up in front of her.

Even so, it did not dare to climb the high branches of Shiwang Mountain.

"Don't worry, that dog is not picky about food. If you bring it to your door, it will eat you alive."

The yellow-skinned demon had a sinister look on his face, staring intently at the demonic mountain shrouded in black clouds.

"Huh? How do you know? Do you know King Shi?" The vixen asked doubtfully. Hearing this title, it does sound like an old acquaintance.

"Know? Of course we do... In the early years, he was my little brother."

Huang Pizi gritted his teeth when he mentioned this past incident.

"King Shi is your little brother? How is it possible?" The vixen exclaimed, not wanting to believe it at all.

The owner of Shiwang Mountain is a great demon in desperate situation, comparable to a strong man in the Dragon Gate realm, and only one step away from the unparalleled demon king.

On the other hand, the yellow-skinned demon next to me was nothing more than a ferocious monster. In front of a strong man like King Shi, he was as weak as an ant and turned into dust when blown away.

"Males, they always like to brag about themselves with the stronger one." The vixen chuckled.

"Shut up, I knew it when it was still eating shit."

Huang Piya bared his teeth and drank coldly, as memories of the past emerged in his mind.

Under the setting sun, a big dog and a yellow dog shuttled between the green mountains and green waters. They ran happily, looked for food, and adjusted the breath of the mother monster.

It was an unforgettable and happy time.

Until one day, a wandering Taoist priest passed by the barren mountain where they were staying.

The Taoist priest was so powerful that he subdued the two demons with just one finger.

They thought that if they were born at different times, they would die on the same day, which could be regarded as fulfilling their brotherhood.

Who would have thought that the Taoist priest did not kill anyone, but instead gave them a great opportunity.

At that time, the Taoist priest gave two choices. One was the Taoist Mysterious Pill, which after taking it can increase one's skill and transform into another form.

The second is to follow him, serve him day and night, and wash away the sins of the past.

You can only choose one of the two demons.

The yellow-skinned demon chose the Taoist Mysterious Pill without hesitation. After three years, it would become a fierce-level demon with unparalleled majesty.

As for Ha Shiqi, he followed the wandering Taoist priest and left.

Now, after all these years, the yellow-skinned demon's cultivation level has always remained at the vicious level.

But that dog back then had already achieved the status of a great demon, and was only half a step away from becoming the legendary demon king.

"Wealthy dogs have forgotten each other..."

The yellow-skinned demon sighed helplessly, they could no longer go back to the happy days of looking for meat in the mountains and looking for shit in the pits.

Back then, if he had chosen to follow the wandering Taoist priest... maybe everything would have been different.

if……

if!

"I can't go back." The yellow-skinned demon felt sad and dug into the deserted tomb of the Weeping Grave with a big club bone in his mouth.

…

On Shiwang Mountain, black clouds cover the top, and the sky thunders loudly.

Faced with such heavenly power, the five thousand demons were so frightened that they became silent, and some even showed their true colors. As if they were facing disaster, they all went into the demon caves and did not dare to come out.

Under the flashing thunder, a series of monstrous evil spirits formed into one piece, like a roiling river and sea.

In the face of such a celestial phenomenon, only the strong men in the Great Demon Realm can still stand on Mount Shiwang.

"What kind of mysterious skill is the leader practicing, and there is such a scene, thunder from the sky stirs up the fire on the earth, and impermanence disturbs the eight wastelands."

Tyrant Xiong Weng said.

The twelve great demons were originally rescued from the dark prison by Zhou Dao. After seeing the light of day again, they entered Shiwang Mountain.

What kind of being can become a great demon? He is fierce and domineering, and has an exquisite mind...

In the beginning, they were all forced by Zhou Dao's fierce power, and they were both arrogant and conceited, each harboring evil intentions.

But now, the twelve-headed demon truly worships Shiqi as its leader.

There is no other reason. This big dog must be of great importance, especially after becoming the master of King Shiwang Mountain, he seems to have returned to his rightful position, gaining good luck, participating in nature, and his cultivation is increasing day by day.

Its arrogance is also becoming more and more terrifying.

On weekdays, in front of Zhou Dao, Ha Shiqi was still a big, skinless and shameless dog.

But once they return to Shiwang Mountain, the monstrous power is enough to make every big monster remain silent and not dare to have any delusional thoughts.

Even the Paradise Boy has no doubt that their leader may be able to enter the supreme realm of the Demon King in the future.

Rumble...

Suddenly, a huge figure appeared in the soaring demonic aura, like a hill, dominating the sky and the earth, with its mane shaking like a flaming cloud.

"leader……"

All the big monsters changed their colors and subconsciously stepped back, showing humility.

"What kind of skill does the leader practice? I feel that it is stronger and improving every day."

Jin Pengniao said in a harsh voice, all the feathers on his body stood up.

Ouch...

At this moment, a long roar came from the majestic demonic energy, and then the entire Shiwang Mountain shook, the earth cracked, and huge rocks flew.

The thunder and lightning in the sky kept falling down, like a python coming out of its cave.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the bright moon suddenly disappeared.

"Is this... Tengu Eclipse Moon?"

"No...look quickly..."

All the big monsters screamed in horror.

In the sky, the violent thunder and lightning disappeared, and the black clouds that pressed towards Shiwang Mountain also disappeared.

The world is vast, as if falling into nothingness, without any brilliance.

"Swallowing Heaven Demon Technique!?" The boy's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.

"You know?" The tyrant bear next to him couldn't help but ask.

Even as great demons, they have never seen such terrifying demonic methods.

"I have only seen records in one ancient book..." The blissful boy looked extremely fearful.

When he was still a red-eyed boy, he once obtained the remains of Qianyuan Cave and saw relevant records in the secret book.

It is said that in the ancient times, when the Taoist sect first emerged, someone brought out a bone fragment from the great swamp in the west.

That bone fragment records an extremely strange skill called the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Skill.

Once this skill is mastered, it can swallow up the void, bury the sun and moon in its belly, and merge with the heaven and earth. It can be described as a truly peerless magic skill.

In addition, there are rumors that the bone fragment recording the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art has an extremely unusual origin. Anyone who masters the demonic art will be entangled with it and cannot cut it off, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Rumble...

There was no light in the sky and the earth, and bursts of ghostly cries and wails came from nowhere, as if they were everywhere.

The sound of crying makes one's internal organs burn and makes one's soul uneasy.

According to legend, the heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and the three lights of the sun, moon and stars are fixed, so that the gods and ghosts can live in peace in the nine heavens and ten earths and dare not make mistakes.
To be continued...