My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 119 Group Start

At dusk, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and all living things were in ruins...

The moment he grasped the knife, scenes after scenes frantically impacted Ye Wuyou's mind.

boom!
Ye Wuyou's body was as if hit hard, and he flew backwards.

On the main seat, the blue-white demon had an indifferent expression. He looked down at the "Vajra Pestle", then looked at Ye Wuyou who stood up from the ground.

"I wonder how you found out?"

But then, the demon shook his head.

"No matter how you found it, you can't pull this thing out."

Is it?

Can't you pull out the knife?
"I come!"

With a shout, half of Ye Wuyou's body suddenly broke free from the blue-white demon's restraints and ran over jumpily.

The small demon whose flesh had been mostly eaten away looked at the two identical Ye Wuyou with a blank look.

But it soon chased after Ye Wuyou who was jumping around.

It was him just now. He actually dared to eat me!
Ye Wuyou stood across the aisle, jumping towards him with a ferocious look on his face, and smiled.

"Haha, you will die miserably." Ye Wuyou laughed softly.

"Really? Look at yourself now, take care of yourself first." He said indifferently.

The two passed each other.

With his sleeves fluttering and his aura surging out, Ye Wuyou suddenly stepped heavily on the ground with his toes.

The smaller demon remained motionless, knowing that none of the opponent's moves could hurt it.

So there is no need to dodge at all.

Until those two giant blue hands broke its body fiercely.

To deal with weirdness, of course we have to use the equally weird "ghost".

He used his weirdness again. The erosion on himself was already very serious. Ye Wuyou felt it a little, and a very gloomy look appeared on his face.

I can’t save my lower body… I am already a nobody at this point.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou was extremely angry!
The giant blue hand kept falling down, smashing the demon into a bloody mess.

Although the demon will recover again, it can at least buy some time.

He looked back, at another self.

Ye Wuyou finally grasped the knife.

boom! boom! boom!
The tremendous force tore his body into pieces in an instant, leaving only a head and a hand tightly grasping the handle of the knife.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were no longer calm, but full of arrogance and madness.

"Do you understand what selflessness means? Do you think a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood can disturb my mind? How ridiculous!"

"Even if there are a hundred Lu Qingshans in front of me, I am not afraid at all!"

"I am now invincible!"

I am invincible!

His body was knocked back by a huge force, but there was still an extra object in his hand.

A bloody long sword.

Fang Ning and the Taoist of the Fifth Realm widened their eyes.

Wasn’t it the Vajra Pestle just now? How come it turned into such a bloody knife when it was pulled out?
Is this knife a seal or something else?
Ye Wuyou's body recovered quickly. He raised the bloody long sword high above his head. The blood visible to the naked eye actually flowed into his body. He looked extremely intoxicated.

"There is such a good thing, with such rich blood and energy, which can restore the body through killing. OK, OK, how many people has this knife killed?"

Ye Wuyou's eyes were full of murderous intent, but the hand holding the knife remained motionless, and he laughed.

"I have a strange feeling. The blood of this knife is very fresh. It doesn't look like something that is thousands of years old. You beast are really lying to us. Who else has been here recently?"

The bluish-white demon on the main seat was silent for a long time and let out a light sigh.

The demon's words rang out in a deep voice.

"Two months ago, someone gave me this knife, but I don't know who they are or what their purpose is."

Two months ago?
Is this the time when Yong'an Temple in the outside world will be destroyed?

At that time, I had just joined the Heavenly Prison...

The bluish-white demon once again condensed into shape from the blood foam.

The two Ye Wuyou looked at each other.

"You go fix it."

"Why? This beast is immune to my moves. I can't handle it."

"Isn't that your problem? If you can kill it in one hit, won't it be impossible for it to recover?"

"If you can do it, go ahead. Even the magical powers of the Five Realms can't completely destroy it, so how can I defeat it?"

"Then give me the knife and I'll do it."

"Why? This is my knife!"

"What's yours is mine, give me the knife!"

The two Ye Wuyou glared at each other, and seemed to be ready to fight again! They would rather fight themselves than face the blue-white demon.

"boom!"

The bluish-white demon suddenly turned into powder, accompanied by a crisp word.

"Noisy."

Xia Anmeng's voice came from the side, with her sleeves fluttering, and the woman in red slowly stepped over.

She stepped barefoot into the blood foam and stepped lightly again.

The blood foam that was about to condense collapsed again and could not condense for a long time.

solved?
The strange "demon" that his group had tried so hard to deal with was solved so easily by Xia Anmeng?
Ye Wuyou's expression paused for a moment, then he smiled, put on a gentle face, and spoke softly.

"Xia Anmeng, have you figured it out? Why don't you come with me..."

Bang!

His body was pierced by Xia Anmeng in an instant, the bloody long sword fell from his hand, and Ye Wuyou staggered a few steps.

The ghost hand spread out, bringing the long sword in front of it.

Xia Anmeng stood in the hall, her red skirt fluttering, her aura surging, and her aloofness to the extreme.

"What did I figure out?"

"I don't care to think about those trivial things. The outside world has nothing to do with me. I am standing here, and I am who I am. As for you, your sweet-talking smile disgusts me."

pat, pat...

Another ball of flesh rolled down from the main steps.

Again?

Is this strange monster endless?

Fang Ning walked out from the cushion at some point. The fifth-level protector hesitated for a moment, sighed softly, and followed him.

Several voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Ye Wuyou: "You go and deal with it, I'll deal with the demon on the main seat."

Ye Wuyou: "Did anyone say this?"

Fang Ning: "My Taoist magic has special attacks on monsters, I'll do it for you."

The Fifth Realm Taoist: "Alas, forget it..."

Only the man in red, with cold eyes, spoke arrogantly.

"When did I ever ask you to take action? Get as far away as you can."

Ye Wuyou seemed to be thinking about something, then suddenly took a step and rushed towards the main seat.

Ye Wuyou followed closely behind, a little slower, but was stunned on the stairs.

The bluish-white demon on the main seat was still unable to move. The golden chains made crazy noises as he shook, and the engravings of the formation kept flashing.

Apart from being able to summon the meat ball monster, the monster in the main position seems to have no other abilities.

What is causing this demon to struggle right now is Ye Wuyou's actions.

The huge demon was like a small mountain, sitting in the main seat.

Ye Wuyou's figure was tiny, and at the moment he was clinging to the demon, taking big bites of it.

"Donor, what exactly are you going to do?" the bluish-white demon asked angrily.

Ye Wuyou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed grimly.

"Other weird things don't have blood and flesh, so I can't eat them even if I want to. Only your remains with blood and flesh are the best nutrients."

"As for what would be the problem if I ate you, how would I know? There has never been such a thing since ancient times. But you have flesh and blood! Who else should I eat if not you?"

After Ye Wuyou finished speaking, he began to tear the demon's flesh and blood.

He didn't say a word.

This demon and weirdness are now almost similar. With the passage of years, the two have almost perfectly combined.

As the incarnation of a weird creature, he now has his own consciousness. Maybe he can eat this guy.

You can truly survive.

At the bottom of the stairs, Ye Wuyou stared at the scene quietly.

[Damn it, how can your fake do this! If he can eat it, you can eat it too, eat it quickly! ]

You're crazy! Why would a normal person like me eat the flesh and blood of demons?

Ye Wuyou watched himself clinging to the other person and eating with relish.

For some reason, Ye Wuyou had an idea in his mind.

He eats, I don't.

I'm at a loss.