Cang Xiong was originally an evil corpse. He was born from the flesh and blood essence of the Chaos God and Demon. His bloodlines were full of evil spirits everywhere. The humanity who was brought to the underworld to protect the six paths was already impatient. At this time, when he heard Zhuang Xiong's order to kill the demon clan, he couldn't help but cheer excitedly, and he killed it with the Qiankun Sword. He was still sighing in his heart: "Sure enough, the boss is worthy of being the boss. What's the big deal? If you want to do it, just make a big deal. Especially the saying, the human race is gone, what else do that humanity does? It's really domineering and has its own power."

The underworld was quiet and there was no demon clan coming to disturb him. Although this place could be said to be the territory of Houtu, it was of great use in the entire prehistoric world. Even the demon clan had to leave a way out for itself.

Cang Xiong did not see the demon clan when he went out, nor was he disappointed. He rose up and rushed to the prehistoric world. There were countless demon clans there. If Zhuang Xiong was there, he could kill him. As for the consequences, would he have to consider it? Since Zhuang Xiong is the boss, he will naturally deal with it. Cang Xiong is an evil corpse, as long as he can kill, it is enough.

Even as he was running rapidly, Cang Xiong's body spewed out sword lights from time to time, killing all the passing demon clans one by one. His cold figure swept like the wind, and the bright sword lights sprayed, countless blood splashed everywhere, leaving only countless corpses lying on the side of the road, which really felt like he was not leaving behind.

As more and more demon clans encountered on the road, Cang Xiong gradually became more and more killing. He couldn't help but roaring to the sky, spreading his hands, paving a sword light road that was thousands of miles wide. Cang Xiong used his best to maintain the sword light and opened up a smooth road. Wherever he passed, there was no grass left. Whether it was the demon clan or other creatures, whether it was the swamp of the earth or the mountain, the thick layer of sword light swept over and revealed a gray-brown soil layer.

Many great magical powers couldn't help but smile bitterly. It would be fine if Zhuang Xiong was an evil star, but good corpses were not easy to mess with, and they were not ruthless when they were killed. At the foot of the Yang Mountain, there were countless magic lights, sometimes fire lights soaring into the sky, sometimes strong winds rage, sometimes thousands of miles of ice, and sometimes thunder and lightning filled the sky. However, the direction of the underworld was the snow-white sword light shining in the prehistoric world, and a sword light that was thousands of miles wide swept away everything I saw along the way and rushed straight to the center of the prehistoric continent.

Cang Xiong rushed thousands of miles and was a little hesitant. There were already a large army of demons around him, and he was surrounded by a large army. With this hesitation alone, countless demons rushed forward one after another. Cang Xiong snorted coldly and did not take these demons in his eyes. Qiankun Sword trembled, but handed it outward, and thousands of sword lights flashed out instantly, like a snow-white fan, swept across the surrounding demons, and fell down in an instant.

At this time, the demon clan also had red eyes, as if not afraid of death, and they were still pounced on each other. I don’t know how many armies Di Jun had assembled this time. The sword lights around Cang Xiong were flashing, and a dense net was woven like drizzle. However, Cang Xiong was not like Zhuang Zhou. Each demon clan would be cut into pieces and stir into meat mud. Cang Xiong was very efficient. Each demon clan just had a blow, blood splashed, and one fell down, and would never waste any more energy.

Perhaps Cang Xiong didn't know how many army there were in the demon clan, because it really didn't mean much to him. As long as he implemented Zhuang Xiong's ideas, even if he just killed it, the great magical powers he watched from high altitudes and everywhere could see clearly. There were tens of thousands of demon clans surrounding Cang Xiong. This time, Di Jun actually gathered all the army of the demon clan in order to complete the collection as soon as possible. As long as he hid in the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, he would not be afraid of anything. However, he did not expect that he would be caught up by Zhuang Xiong before it was completed.

How many demon clans are there in the prehistoric world? I’m afraid Hongjun can’t provide a detailed number. I just want Zhuang Xiong, but I don’t know how many human clans are there now. After thousands of years of development, the human clan has already reached an amazing number. After all, most of the creatures in the prehistoric world have extraordinary magical powers and have difficulty in fertilizing, but the reproduction of the human clan is indefinitely large. At this time, there are at least tens of billions of people. However, I don’t know how many people can be left after this catastrophe.

It is not without cause for Cang Xiong to be surrounded by tens of millions of demon races. After all, it is impossible for tens of millions of demon races to gather here but do nothing. It is too far-fetched to say that they are chasing and blocking Cang Xiong. After all, with Cang Xiong and others, how many little monsters can really chase after them? Or is there a commander who is bored and letting tens of thousands of troops come to die? Cang Xiong didn't know at this time that there was a large tribe of the human race here, which was actually the Suiren clan.

The Suiren clan has great reputation among the human race. As a result, countless human races gathered together to resist. However, after all, there are a few immortals who have cultivated the human race, and the cultivation of thousands of years is really not comparable to the demon race that has practiced hundreds of thousands of years. At this time, the human race has achieved immortality at one point. However, the real army of the demon race is the lowest-level soldiers, which also requires the cultivation of the immortals. Although the army gathered at this time is slightly inferior, it is not something that the human race can resist.

However, after several rushes, the human race instantly decreased by more than half. They could only hide on the top of the mountain with a frown, watching the demon races at the foot of the mountain collecting soul resentment, and sometimes looking at them jokingly, as if they were already lambs to be slaughtered. Countless passionate human races could not help but look back with angry eyes, but they could only make the demon race laugh. Those who were eager to get on were also calmly pulled, and the entire human race revealed a pessimistic and desperate atmosphere.

Just as the demon clan was collecting soul resentment, Cang Xiong rushed to the scene. How could he know that there was a human tribe on the mountain? But he saw that there were many demon clans here and could kill them as much as possible. So he rushed in without hesitation and rushed in and out of the demon clan. I don’t know how many times he interspersed, but no demon clan could stop him, which was much more majestic than Zhao Zilong in later generations.

Seeing that Cang Xiong was waving his hand, thousands of demons fell down, and the human race couldn't help but have hope again, and was full of fighting spirit to survive. Suddenly, an old man in the human race suddenly shouted: "Isn't that Cang Xiong, the guardian of our human race?"

Suddenly, countless young humans asked excitedly in order to come over: "What is the human guardian?"

After all, every creature will naturally worship the strong, and the human race is no exception. When the bears are seen killing all directions, the young people of the human race are so proud that they are so proud that they have something to do with the human race.

The old man naturally understood the thoughts of these young people, so he sorted out his thoughts and said, "The mother god Nuwa created our human lineage, but left for other reasons. The Daowu Tianzun was compassionate to our new human race. Later, two great supernatural powers appeared to protect our human race, that is, the two clones of the Daowu Tianzun. At that time, our human race didn't know anything, and we all rely on the help of the two clones of the Daowu Tianzun. Even food, clothing, housing and transportation, we also needed their guidance."

The old man sighed when he thought of this and said, "To be honest, we should really thank the Daowu Tianzun. Our human race was like a newborn baby at that time. It was all these two clones that had reached this point today. So we all secretly called them to protect the Dharma, one was the Dharma Protector Zhuang Zhou. I heard that he was still hidden in the human race, but I just don't know which tribe he was in, and the other was this, the Dharma Protector Cang Xiong. Later, our human race was also reminded by Zhuang Zhou's Dharma Protector, and began to become self-reliant and self-reliant, step by step to this point today."

Another old man seemed to know this history, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's just that our human race has been settled for too short, without any background, and without any masters. Now he still has to trouble the guardians to save us."

A young man said, "I don't know which tribe Zhuang Zhou protector is in, and that tribe is really blessed."

The old man thought for a moment and hesitated: "It should be in the Shouyang Mountain Tribe? After all, it is the holy land of our human race. The beginning of development, we all came out there."

At this time, a young man who could not help but shouted to Cang Xiong: "Cang Xiong Protector, we all support you, kill all these demons who are killed in heaven and kill. Avenge our human race."

As soon as this sound came to mind, countless people suddenly realized that even if they couldn't help, they could still cheer.

But Cang Xiong's killing was rising. In just half a day, he didn't know that hundreds of thousands of demon races had been killed. When he was about to go out, he suddenly heard someone on the mountain calling his name. He couldn't help but realize that there were still human races here. And it seemed that it was a large tribe that came out of Shouyang Mountain, otherwise it would be impossible to recognize him. However, Cang Xiong couldn't help feeling embarrassed. The current situation is very conflicted. He could kill anyway. He was tired of killing and could leave at any time. But there was a group of human races here, so what should we do?

Cang Xiong frowned, and saw that the demon clan seemed to have noticed the human race on the mountain. He actually divided some of them and killed them. He knew that this was not the time to think, so he couldn't help but snorted coldly and waved the sword in his hand again. However, this time he was moving forward with a goal, and rushed to the mountain. Wherever he passed, the demon clans that had a range of dozens of miles fell one after another.

As soon as he went up the mountain, Cang Xiong still kept slashing all the demon clans close by under the sword. He shouted to the human clan without hesitation: "Who is the leader here? I will gather the human clans for me. I can't protect so many of them by myself. I'll ask the boss what to do."
Chapter completed!