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Chapter 1849 The so-called Demon Race

@:    1849: The so-called demon clan

"I……"

When Pang Feng saw the guards running away, he couldn't help but feel confused. He didn't expect that the other party would run away in such a panic.

"Teacher, what should we do next?" Then, Bei Wuyue looked at Pang Feng and asked. After all, the guard just now scared him.

"Go in directly." After saying that, Pang Feng walked directly towards the gate.

"Follow up." Then, Bei Wuyue and the others followed quickly.

Ka!

At this time, Pang Feng pushed open the door of Beixuan City, and a stronger smell of blood came over. The Thirteenth Prince and Bei Wuyue kept coughing.

With a wave of Pang Feng's hand, the smell of blood dissipated directly, and then the blood mist dissipated, revealing a scene inside.

Nowadays, the entire streets of Beixuan City are full of corpses, broken hands and feet, and revealed that there are broken corpses, and blood from the ground gathers into a stream.

The description of the sea of ​​corpses and blood is perfect in front of you.

"Oh my God, so many people died. The demon clan is really damn!" Bei Wuyue couldn't help but curse after seeing this scene.

"Don't let me meet, otherwise I will definitely kill them all!" At this time, the Thirteenth Prince also said with his fists clenched.

Then, Pang Feng continued to walk inside, and at the same time said to the two behind him: "Continue to walk inside. Deputy Sect Master Changsheng said that only the Imperial City and Jubao Pavilion have not been compromised by the demons."

In fact, as long as Pang Feng's current strength is roughly matched with the sarcophagus, he will not be afraid of other demons. After all, his current strength is in the second level and he is invincible.

Continue to walk inside, with more and more corpses on the ground, and his resentment towards the demon clan was even greater. At the same time, Pang Feng was even more angry at the person who opened the sarcophagus.

Hundreds of thousands of monks died at the hands of the demons. This sin is not enough even if it is killed ten thousand times!

"The evil demon clan actually killed so many monks. I swear, I must kill the demon clan!" At this time, Bei Wuyue shouted directly. Seeing so many corpses of monks, as long as he was a normal person, he would definitely be extremely angry.

"Huhuhu, Huhuhu, I must let you pay for your blood debts and blood!" The Thirteenth Prince also shouted, because he couldn't help it.

"Save some strength, and the demons will wait for you to kill." At this time, Pang Feng's voice came over, and he had already walked over himself.

Rust! Rust! Rust!

When Pang Feng walked towards Beixuan City again, he heard some abnormal sounds. This sound seemed to be shuttled through the streets, as if he was eating.

Pang Feng stopped quickly, then looked at the two people behind him, and said, "Be careful, we have entered the territory of the demon clan."

After hearing Pang Feng's words, the Thirteenth Prince and the other two quickly made a fight.

At this time, Pang Feng wanted to use his spiritual sense to find out the other party's location, but he got nothing, and the other party seemed to be not a creature.

At this time, Pang Feng thought of the previous skeletons. The so-called demons were not those skeletons near the sarcophagus, right?

"The demon race may be a skeleton. Be careful of the skeletons around you, don't be attacked by sneak attacks." Pang Feng reminded him carefully.
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