Chapter 119: Demonic Feast for All Living Things
Ye Yang looked up and saw a demon with boar fangs and a body covered with bristles.

He had a bloody mouth, exposed fangs, and was wearing animal armor. When he spoke, his saliva flew everywhere, and the stench was overwhelming.

He rubbed his hands, drooled at Die Wuhou, stretched out his hands as rough as steel, and touched Die Wuwuhou's face.

Die Wuhou didn't take it seriously, as if she didn't see it, and didn't say anything.

He just walked over normally, as light as flying.

But, the next moment.

Countless red flowers blossomed, a flash of cold blood-red light appeared, and the tusk pig head fell to the ground!
The monster is gone just like that!
There was a burst of amazement all around, and Die Wuhou took out a white towel embroidered with yellow butterflies and wiped the sword.

Then he put the sword back into the scabbard as usual, as if the sword had never been drawn.

The demons were amazed and quickly retreated.

Afraid of angering this god of death.

"The human head banquet has begun! Ignore this killing god."

"Everyone knows that he has eyes of blood and tears, why would you provoke this evil star?"

"I just heard that he has a chance to enter the Hidden Dragon Ranking. There's no need to argue with him."

"Tonight, Old Man Jiao specially invited the North Sea Spiritual Chef to bring a group of tender and delicate women to prepare a banquet for all. In addition, the Great Joyful Flesh Donation Bodhisattva and the seated celestial maidens will also be invited as guests."

"That's right, it's too late, it's not your turn."

……

Soon the crowd dispersed, and the demon's body was also in a state of panic. No one knew who took it away to eat.

In the very center of Jiaolongtan is an ancient hall, shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see its entire view.

There is an old tree in front of the door, its bark is frosty and rain-soaked, and it is forty feet around and extremely thick.

Inside the hall, the air was filled with demonic energy, and there were hundreds of people sitting or standing.

Most of them are demons with terrifying bodies. The biggest ones are three meters tall, with blue hair, purple eyes and indigo complexion.

The petite one, no bigger than a fist, wearing a straw hat, is a mountain elf, jumping around on the dining table, calling out in a baby voice.

Ye Yang sat alone at the most remote small table, attracting very little attention.

Those sitting here are all little demons and monsters, and no one pays attention to them.

After a while, a crane demon with a handsome and ethereal appearance appeared, dressed as a human, stood in the center and said, "The Bodhisattva of Great Joy Flesh Body Donation has arrived."

This Bodhisattva was very famous among the demons. Upon hearing the name of this Bodhisattva, they all looked up at once.

After a while, there were bursts of vocal music and the sound of gongs and drums.

Two teams of strong men and celestial maidens scattering flower petals and pulling a copper lotus chariot entered the hall.

The Great Joyful Flesh-Body Giving Bodhisattva, with layers of fat folded over, is lying in the chariot, half reclining, with fat swaying, looking white and plump.

She held a lady's fan in her hand, lightly covering her face, revealing half of her shyness.

Her voice was gruff, like a man's.

"My fellow Taoists, I am late. Please forgive me."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the venue immediately became heated.

"Buddha, what are you talking about? We just got here too."

"Bodhisattva, I heard that you are going to convene a mass unobstructed meeting. I wonder if you can give me, the old deer, a chance."

"Bodhisattva, please sit down. Are there any celestial maidens or strong men who want to be your guests? I am not picky about meat or vegetables, and I eat both men and women."

……

The Great Joyful Flesh-body Donation Bodhisattva chuckled and said in a charming voice: "I will definitely not let you fellow Taoists down, but I need a strong man with sufficient essence and full kidney water. If it's a weak sheep, I don't want it."

After saying this, the Great Joyful Bodhisattva of Donating the Flesh and Blood, led by the White Crane Boy, sat in the upper seat.

After a while, the White Crane Boy shouted again: "The old immortal of Ye Tu Ling Huo has arrived!"

Suddenly, a pale white cold fire as big as a wheel flew in from outside.

This Lenghuo transformed into a demon holding a sickle, with white hair and a face full of pockmarks.

"It's the old ghost of Ye Tu Ling Huo!"

Someone accidentally let the cat out of the bag and was quickly covered by his friend.

The original body of this old immortal Ye Tu Ling Huo was a seeker of truth. One hundred years after his death, a ball of phosphorus fire was born in his body. After that, he gained wisdom and actually became an old ghost.

Because of his birth, he particularly hated the word "ghost" and called himself Laoxian.

But when he makes a move, he exudes a sinister aura, and outsiders often call him an old ghost.

This old ghost is very powerful and also sits at the top position.

After a while, another fairy lady riding a magic silkworm came flying over, calling herself the Divine Silkworm Goddess, and seemed to be from southern Xinjiang.

Afterwards, seven or eight old demons came in and sat at the top seats.

The white-bone actress that Ye Yang had seen in the market before was also there, wearing a colorful embroidered gown for an actress and sitting at the top.

Although his aura was not as strong as those old demons, the old war servant standing beside him, holding a bronze spear and with disheveled hair, was extremely unusual, with a terrifying aura, as if he was ready to devour anyone.

The spiritual feast had not yet begun, as if it was still waiting for someone. About half an incense stick of time later, outside the house, there was a bloody atmosphere. Four strong men with flesh and blood surging, their lower bodies intact and their upper bodies covered in blood and bones, walked in like cattle and horses, pulling a cart.

After a while, the curtain was opened, and a young child about seven or eight years old appeared.

His body was intertwined with Buddha's light and blood light. He looked childish, but there was a trace of vicissitudes in the corners of his eyes. A five-colored Buddha wheel was slowly rotating behind him.

Around their necks hung a string of lime-pickled baby heads, their fur still intact, their teeth bared, their eyes wide open.

"The Grand Elder of the Blood and Bone Cult has arrived."

Hearing the words "Blood and Bone Divine Sect", Ye Yang couldn't help but look up and glanced at the man in surprise.

They call themselves the Religion of God, but in fact the outside world calls it the Blood and Bone Cult.

This blood and bone cult uses human heads as sacrifices. It is worse than the Red Light Society and is a huge cancer.

I don’t know how many people have been harmed by it.

It is said that the Red Lantern Society is one of its branches.

The Bai family under the Feitian Sect was bewitched by him. Bai Guyue sacrificed the blood of more than 300 relatives in one night and escaped from the Feitian Sect.

The Blood and Bone Cult's chief elder was the highlight of the evening. When he arrived, White Crane Boy immediately said, "The spiritual feast has begun. Please allow King Jiao to speak a few words."

"Does this also apply to the demon world?"

Ye Yang was a bit distracted by the play. After a while, a dragon snake with a meaty lump on its head and a white scarf on its forehead stood up, pretended to be a human, and coughed a few times.

"My fellow Taoists, you are so honored to be here. Just like what those hateful humans said, 'The flower path has never been swept for guests, but the door is now open for you. The heroes here are like the endless Yangtze River rolling in and the endless fallen leaves rustling down."

"As the saying goes... those who are not of my kind must have different hearts..."

This old dragon was very pedantic and would quote classics every time he spoke. He spoke a lot and his voice was slow, so no one knew what he was saying.

After listening for a while, Ye Yang finally understood what this man meant. He was calling on all demons to attack the human race together.

Finally, someone couldn't bear to listen any more, and the boy from the Blood and Bone Cult interrupted and cleared his throat quickly.

"Just now, Brother Jiao's words were not clear enough. Let me add something. Everyone, those humans, under the banner of righteousness, eat our bodies, refine our spirits, kill monsters, refine pills, and refine demons for fun. It's really abominable! My Blood and Bone Divine Sect rebelled against the human race just because we couldn't stand the appearance of these hypocrites."

The Jiao demon said, "This immortal barrier was left by the legendary demon king of my demon race, Changsheng Lao. These humans still want to get their hands on it. They are so overbearing! They are simply sucking our milk and cursing our mothers."

"Fifteen days from now, when the moon is full, several powerful real people from the Blood Demon Sect and the Qinglian Mo family will attack the forbidden area of ​​the Changsheng barrier together. At that time, the Blood Sea Real People of my sect will work together with the demon country on earth - the Winged Sky Great Demon to kill those righteous people. I hope that all brothers can lend a hand."

Ye Yang remained silent, but his brows inevitably frowned.

He didn't have any unreasonable prejudice against demons.

But as I walked along, I saw these demons acting unrestrained and doing whatever they wanted, and taking their greed and murderous desires to the maximum, and I couldn't help feeling a little terrified.

When the great elder of the Blood and Bone Cult spoke, he did not seem to take the people from small sects like them seriously. Even in front of them, he did not mention them at all, and even counted them as part of the human race.

Even to kill!
This shows that we do not take them seriously enough. If we act together with these monsters, it would be like taking advantage of a tiger to get its own skin.

At this time, the boy from the Blood God Cult above, fearing that the old dragon would continue to speak, interrupted and said, "Today we have also invited the Yin Yang Mother Goddess from the Demon Devouring Immovable City, but she has not responded. In that case, let's start the feast."

Yin and Yang mother and child witch?

How come this group of old demons are related to the Demon Devouring Immovable City, and he doesn't even know it.

Ye Yang's face was full of surprise.

This Demonic Devouring Immovable City is his alias. When did he receive the invitation?

At this time, someone had already brought in plates of delicious food.

At first glance, they were the heads of pigs, cows, horses, sheep, or humans, as well as hearts, livers, intestines, lungs, blood, and raw meat.

There were also some fat bugs as long as arms, covered in black sauce, but with two eyes.

There is also a mysterious fruit that looks like a baby and will cry loudly when you touch it.

It looks chilling!

Ye Yang lost his appetite after watching this and felt like vomiting.

At the table next to him was a tiger demon. Ye Yang moved over and saw the tiger demon chewing a delicious meal.

When he saw Ye Yang coming, he thought he was going to snatch the meat from him, so he quickly put away the plate and covered it with his sleeve.

Ye Yang brought over his portion.

"Brother Hu, I have a small appetite and I don't eat much. It would be a waste if I don't eat these things. I might as well give them to you."

After hearing this, the tiger demon realized that Ye Yang was not trying to snatch food from him.

He quickly wiped the blood from his mouth and took the plate from Ye Yang's hand.

"This is a good thing. You can't see it on weekdays. You are so unlucky!"

He devoured the food quickly, devouring it with relish. His teeth were filled with meat. He raised his head, his mouth was filled with meat, and the sound he made was a little inaudible.

He said in a muffled voice: "Look at your small body, you really can't eat much meat. And what do you mean by that? I am a leopard, not a tiger."

Ye Yang looked at the other party's face that was stretched to a circle, and secretly wondered if this monster had too good an appetite and ate too much, thus eating himself into the shape of a tiger.

He was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Brother Bao, how could I not have heard of the Demon Devouring Immovable City? What's so powerful about it that those old demons are willing to wait for it?"

(End of this chapter)