"stand up!"

"Stand up quickly!"

In an environment like a duel field, angry roars could be heard all around.

A warrior was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body, and the four numbers "nine five two seven" were engraved on his exposed right shoulder.

who?

Demon Ancestor.

At that time, he escaped from the universe in his soul body, but was captured by a powerful person from the star spirit world, placed in a body, and became the zombie number 9527, and then joined the team to invade the upper world.

Counting the time, it has been several years.

Is this guy doing well?

Judging from the current situation with a bruised nose and swollen face, it doesn’t seem to be good at all.

More than that.

Life is simply worse than death!

The place where he is is the star spirit world.

The attributes of heaven and earth here are extremely high, and the level is even higher than that of Xuanyuan Realm and Dutian Realm. It is definitely the most elite among the first-class.

At first, Demon Ancestor came here with the team and felt the rich attributes of heaven and earth. He was so excited that he almost jumped up and even began to fantasize wildly that he would work hard, make a comeback, return to the upper world and destroy the Eternal Sect!

But……

In this upper plane, the phenomenon of the weak and the strong is even more serious.

The Demon Ancestor had just arrived in the Star Spirit Realm. Because he was classified as a low-level corpse, he was sent to the Lingshi Mine. Every day he was either mining or working on the road.

The boss of the demon tribe.

How could you be willing to be a miner?

Demon Ancestor once resisted, but was pushed to the ground and rubbed by the mine soldiers.

In other words, this villain, who is a boss like the Demon Emperor, cannot even defeat a small soldier in the world of stars.

Of course.

Lingshi veins are important resources.

The soldiers sent here must be very strong.

night.

Demon Ancestor leaned in the corner like an injured cat licking its wounds while shedding tears.

Since I can't beat him, I can only obey.

From then on, there was a decadent hero in the Lingshi Mine. He dragged his body covered in bruises and mined Lingshi like most ordinary zombies.

If you think he has lost his fighting spirit, you are wrong.

The Demon Ancestor is dormant, lying on the firewood and tasting his courage.

Didn't you survive being tortured to death by the ten major immortal sects? Is there anything more terrifying than death in this world?

No!

My Demon Ancestor will not be defeated!

With this thought in mind, he worked hard and practiced hard at the same time. His hard work paid off. Finally, after two years of service, he was completely free.

"call!"

After striding out of the mine, Demon Ancestor clenched his fists, raised his head and shouted: "Two years of training have made me stronger in mind. From now on, it will no longer be possible for me to be shielded from my eyes by this world!"

To become stronger, to survive.

He began to travel in the vast world of stars and spirits, and truly realized the horror of this plane.

Peak truth-seeking realms and half-step heavenly secret realms abound.

This greatly stimulated the Demon Ancestor's desire to become stronger. For this reason, he began to haunt the mountains and forests, and began to live a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife.

The fit between the soul and the body is getting higher and higher, and the strength is also steadily improving.

When Jun Changxiao was traveling among the stars, Demon Ancestor was practicing hard. When Jun Changxiao took his disciples to participate in the cosmic holy war, Demon Ancestor was still cultivating hard.

A few years later.

He came out of the valley.

Solid muscles and bulging temples all mean that the strength has been significantly improved.

However.

This is not enough.

If you want to move to a higher level, you must have resources.

Demon Ancestor came to the city and saw from the announcement that there was a duel field here. High-level spiritual stones would be awarded only if the number of wins was achieved, so he decisively signed up to participate.

Before the game started, he sat on the chair with cold eyes, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said: "I need to prove myself with blood."

"boom------"

In the first fight, he was knocked to the ground with a punch, and the audience stood up and cursed at the beginning. After all, many people had bet on him, and if they lost the money, it would be in vain.

"stand up!"

"stand up!"

The Demon Ancestor clenched his fists and slowly got up under the angry shout. However, before he could get up, he was kicked in the face. His whole body flew out in an instant and was mounted directly on the outer wall, and then blood spurted out like "Wow!"

.

There is blood.

He didn't prove himself.

"one two three……"

When the referee called ten, Mozu's first battle ended in failure, and he was even carried off the stage on a stretcher.

"damn it!"

"I made a mistake!"

"I thought he was a ruthless character, but I didn't expect him to be so rubbish."

The warrior who was counting money on the audience stage cursed loudly, and the sound reached the ears of Demon Ancestor, causing him to clench his fists tightly.

“Performing well.”

At this time, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears walked over and threw a space ring to Demon Ancestor. He said like a superior master: "This is the reward you deserve."

What reward?

Remuneration for match-fixing.

The Demon Ancestor's spiritual thoughts were integrated into it, and after confirming that it was the number that had been discussed before, he got off the stretcher with difficulty and left the duel field dragging his scarred body.

It’s really sad that the leader of the demon tribe has been reduced to match-fixing.

At that moment, as he walked under the sunset, his back looked so miserable and lonely. Can't you just write your tears in the chapter review?

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

Before Demon Ancestor returned to his residence, an alarm suddenly sounded in the city.

Having lived here for a long time, he knew that something special must happen.

really.

A rich voice rippled in the city: "There are UFOs invading our star spirit world without permission. All cities and warriors must stop them."

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, artillery fire broke out in the sky outside the city.

Demon Ancestor looked up and vaguely saw the area where the fire was flickering. A stream of light rushed out at a very fast speed, and then quickly flew over the sky. He could barely see the number '66' engraved on it.

"Grab that thing!"

"This is third-class meritorious service!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In an instant, the warriors in the city flew up one after another, chasing the streamer with fiery gazes.

"Third-class meritorious service?"

Demon Ancestor's eyes also lit up.
To be continued...