Chapter four hundred and ninety first parting ways
In this era, although due to the aura of heaven and earth, the growth of plants is much better than the high-quality crops that have been selected and bred for hundreds of generations in previous generations.
The food output is astonishing, and it is usually not easy for people to starve to death.
However, due to the low level of medical care in the mortal world, there are often no effective treatments for various illnesses.
The vast majority of civilians drink raw water full of bacteria and parasites, which results in high disease and mortality rates.
Not to mention the frequent natural and man-made disasters, various monsters that harm people, and the practice of drowning girls in some places.
As a result, the mortality rate of children and fetuses remains high.
In addition, children's lifespan has not been consumed in the first place, and there are many children who can live as long as forty or fifty years, or as long as eighty, ninety, or even a hundred years.
But false life does not grow.
Therefore, after they die young, they will spend decades in this city with their young bodies. They are the most miserable souls in the city who died in vain.
Over the years, it is no wonder that so many children have gathered in this corner of the city of futile death.
This scene is indeed shocking, but...
"Grandma went in...what should we do?"
Not to mention the other demon kings, even Jiang Li is a little confused now.
Judging from his previous contacts, although the Mingshan Grandma was powerful, her behavior was not radical at all.
There is no ambition to fight for hegemony everywhere. He guards the three-acre land in Beiyin Mountain, sings operas and listens to music on weekdays, holds a banquet every three or five months, and then throws the collected treasures into the cave.
This is how she has lived since she occupied Beiyin Mountain five hundred years ago.
There is basically no record of even a few attacks in the past five hundred years.
When something happens, especially something dangerous, I don't mean to take the initiative based on my strength. Instead, I let my subordinates do it every time.
But I didn’t expect that today, I would suddenly be so brave?
He jumped directly into the sea of resentful clouds that everyone was afraid of.
Is it for the souls of the children below?
ah!!!
A shrill scream came from the sea of resentful clouds!
There is no doubt that it is the scream of Grandma Mingshan. It is hard to imagine how much pain can make such a strong person scream.
More than a hundred arms suddenly appeared from the grandma's body, scratching her flesh crazily.
Strips of flesh were torn and scraped off by nails, and the outer layer of human skin was quickly torn apart, revealing the true body underneath.
It is indeed an extremely powerful ghost.
After tearing off the superficial skin and flesh, it is not finished. It can easily destroy the mysterious magic weapon, damage the nails of the earth-level magic weapon, and scratch the body desperately, even on the face.
Looking at it, she even wanted to rip off her ears and dig out her eyes!
It seemed like countless maggots were gnawing in the flesh and blood under her skin.
The eight demon kings stood on the city wall. The screams made them feel uncomfortable all over and they couldn't help but take two steps back.
Even Grandma Mingshan, who was superior to them and whose cultivation was unfathomable, could not bear the resentment left by countless unjust deaths over the millions of years.
If it were them, it would probably be even more miserable.
The effect of those grievances is similar to that of golden juice, but the effect is thousands of times stronger.
Anyone caught up in those grievances will have their cultivation level dropped by several percent.
What's more, you have to endure the suffering and feelings of those who died in vain in your soul. It is normal for those with a slightly unstable mind to go crazy.
This is not something that anyone with a high level of cultivation can bear.
Daluo Jinxian didn't dare to take a bath in the cesspool.
Although he can't die, it's really disgusting.
But soon, Grandma Mingshan passed through the layer of red mist and fell into the city below.
It's just that the powerful grandma didn't land with her feet, but hit her with her head.
With the eyesight of Jiang Li and the demons, they could barely see through the heavy fog that the grandma who fell on the ground got up staggeringly after lying down for a while.
Then, dragging his body, which seemed to weigh ten thousand kilograms, he couldn't wait to get closer to the children.
He kept calling "my child", picked up the children crawling around one by one, and held them close to his eyes to identify them carefully.
The eight demons on the city wall shouted from afar, but the grandma seemed to be affected by resentment and just turned around and glanced in their direction.
Then they stopped paying attention and looked for the child who disappeared into their not very good field of vision.
It was only during that moment when he looked back that Jiang Li noticed that the red mark on the other person's face seemed to have expanded slightly.
When he was at Beiyin Mountain, Jiang Li was just guessing.
Unexpectedly, Grandma Mingshan’s obsession with killing the children in the city was so deep.
If she wasn't a ghost, everyone should have figured out that her child couldn't be inside.
Because Grandma Mingshan debuted and reached her peak.
When they came out five hundred years ago, they suppressed Beiyin Mountain with powerful means.
But what about the time she spent dormant and cultivating? It should be anywhere from 500 to 1,000 years at least.
If what she is looking for is really the child who entered the City of Death after death.
Then which child can live for more than a thousand years, waiting for her in this city of futile death?
Therefore, the hope she gained from her desperate actions was a hundred times slimmer than finding a needle in a haystack.
Fortunately, the pitiful man who looks so miserable now is actually a hateful man who has committed countless murders and committed heinous crimes.
Several of them lost their lives and came here because of the persecution of Grandma Mingshan.
No one is stupid enough to feel sympathy for her.
The Eight Demons suddenly fell silent as they watched their grandma retreat, with different expressions on their faces.
They calmly distanced themselves. Without the suppression of the strongest, these demon kings, whose relationship was not very good to begin with, immediately began to be wary of each other after they realized what they were doing.
"Everyone, since grandma is no longer here, I will not accompany you anymore."
One of the demon kings turned into a dark wind on the spot and fled in the direction he came from. He was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The others looked at each other, wary of each other, and left.
Although they belong to the same mountain range, the folk customs in Beiyin Mountain are simple and simple, and it is basically impossible for the creatures born there to understand what unity and friendship are.
Even though there is Grandma Mingshan above them, they have been fighting for territory and interests for many years.
A bad relationship like that between the Wild Stone Demon King and the Wisteria Demon is actually not uncommon at all.
So continued cooperation is unlikely.
They did not fight directly, which can be regarded as restraint.
Because the transition from life to death is not so easy to adapt to, the strength of the eight demon kings all declined to varying degrees.
They don't have the confidence to fight until they adapt to their current strength again.
And the power of this fragment of Hades is still threatening their freedom and lives at any time.
Spending too much power here is not a wise choice.
So their only option is to part ways.
Some of the eight demon kings chose to go back the same way they came, trying to find a way to cross the void again. Others continued to circle around, trying to find a solution in the City of Wasted Death.
Except Jiang Li and the wild stone demon king with eighteen funeral nails stuck in his body.
The Man Stone Demon King couldn't run fast, but Jiang Li was approaching him step by step with malicious intentions.
Finding that the Wisteria Demon had not left yet, the Wild Stone Demon King immediately felt that something was not good. A strong sense of malice had enveloped him.
"Shi Pan! You are a vine demon. I just saw you take action and the living vines turned into dead vines. It must have had a big impact on your strength!"
"I am a stone demon, and that kind of change will not affect me at all! We should retreat here separately, and we will settle all our grudges when we return to Beiyin Mountain!"
On top of that city wall, the giant wild stone demon king retreated step by step like a little daughter-in-law who was favored by a bully.
Jiang Li, who was covered in withered vines, walked towards him step by step.
"Damn it! Shi Pan, what do you want?"
"The six of them must still be nearby. If you fight me and expose your flaws, they won't let you go!"
"Kill me and you won't feel better either!"
Seeing that his mortal enemy was indifferent, the Savage Stone Demon King felt something bad in his heart.
The big rock guy, who didn't seem too smart at the critical moment of life and death, also knew how to act in a hurry, and quickly used several other demon kings to check and balance him.
What he said was indeed correct. Jiang Li could feel that the six demon kings, Lao Yinbi, had not really gone far, but were just hiding in the distance and peeping at them.
Due to its nature, the Wisteria Demon has not really reached the level of Demon King. It only relied on the power of trickery to reach the same level as them. Among the eight demons of Mingshan, it was originally at the bottom.
If flaws and weakness are exposed during the battle, the other six guys will definitely not mind reaping the benefits.
However, if you have an advantage, don't take advantage of the bastard. Such a wild stone demon king with most of his strength sealed in front of you is simply more attractive than a spiritual stone mountain.
How could Jiang Li be willing to let it go?
"Bang Shi, you can't even use the escape technique anymore!"
Jiang Li's words revealed his current weakness, and the Savage Stone Demon King trembled, and a large number of stones rolled down from his body.
If he still had the ability to use escape skills to escape, why would he stay here with all this nonsense?
The removal of eighteen of the thirty-six mourning door nails does not mean that he has regained 50% of his strength.
In fact, Grandma Mingshan only left him the ability to change size and basic movement to a certain extent.
With the current combat power of the Savage Stone Demon King, apart from his relatively strong body, he is no different from a moving hill. He can only hit people with his own weight.
It still looks astonishingly powerful, but in reality it is vulnerable.
Not to mention Jiang Li, any number of incarnations could kill him.
"As for me, just don't worry."
"Have you forgotten what I am capable of?"
A face made of vines seemed to have a strange smile.
Then most of the vines on his body began to regain their freshness, leaving only the main vine in the middle that remained withered.
The momentum that was originally low due to death also quickly climbed back up.
"You must know that my strength comes from these lovely descendants of mine!"
"Wouldn't it be enough for them to be resurrected?"
"Besides, at the full moon banquet, that look in your eyes, did you want to kill me?"
Because the shadows of these vines have actually been eaten by Jiang Li's shadows, there is actually no way for them to resurrect through Beiyin Mountain.
There is no need to think too much about letting the little demon with tens of thousands of vines on his body take the initiative to accept the power of the City of Wasted Death to resurrect him.
If it weren't for the fear that this useful rattan armor would be controlled by the City of Wan Si, Jiang Li would have asked Shi Pan, as the subject, to also accept the false resurrection.
As a result, the Wisteria Demon's strength is almost undiminished.
At the same time, after he showed this power, Jiang Li could clearly feel that the malicious intent of the six paths peeping at him in the distance had obviously weakened a lot.
The six demon kings all had their own strength reduced to varying degrees, so naturally they did not want to go against the Wisteria Demon whose strength was nearly intact.
Coupled with Jiang Li hiding inside the Tengjia, if the other ones dare to come over and attack, they will definitely receive a huge surprise.
Seeing this scene, the Man Stone Demon King opposite was completely despairing.
"You!..you win!"
"Don't kill me! I'm willing to split 50% of my essence for you to absorb! After returning to Beiyin Mountain, every ten years... no, every five years I can give you 10% of my essence!"
With his power blocked by the Sangmen Nail, and knowing that he had no chance of winning, the Savage Stone Demon King showed his greatest sincerity in order to survive.
But Jiang Li still has no intention of being satisfied!
"You forced me!"
The Wild Stone Demon King was forced into a desperate situation. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and was about to jump into the City of Wasted Death to escape for his life.
He would rather endure the sea of resentment than fall into Jiang Li's hands.
But at this time, the stone demon who was blocked by the funeral nails, his already bulky body became even slower. Before he could take two steps, countless vines came from behind, entangled him and dragged him down.
return.
"Why are you bothering? Maybe I will be a very kind master?"
Being entangled by the innate restraint of wisteria, the size of the wild stone demon king was forced to become smaller and smaller, while the vine giant controlled by Jiang Li grew larger and larger, and finally slowly swallowed the entire stone man.
He was buried in the Yin coffin and carried the demon king of Yin Mountain dignifiedly. He could never make any trouble again.
After receiving a wild stone demon king that could crush mountains and rivers in its heyday, Jiang Li was in a good mood, and his eyes immediately turned to the other six who were peeping at him.
He selected one of them and ejected it as fast as possible. He also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to catch another one.
It's a pity that those demon kings also discovered Jiang Li's intention and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After all, they are all demon kings. Although they are not in good condition now, it will be too difficult to catch them if they want to escape.
Jiang Li had no choice but to give up, and the vine body escaped underground. After moving thousands of miles, he randomly chose a quiet place to emerge.
After checking to make sure there was no one around, he pressed his hands directly to the ground, bursting out with powerful energy.
The ground beneath him cracked open, and a ghost-headed gate slowly rose from below the ground.
Summoning the Ghost Gate here seems to be much more difficult than usual, and the consumption of spiritual energy is more than ten times.
After a while, the ghost gate opened, and a young monk with a broken leg came out with his hands clasped together. It was Qing Shui, the master of Beixuan Palace in Fengdu City.
How could Jiang Li explore the City of Fusi without bringing this super tool man with him.