This Swordsman Is Too Steady - v13 Chapter 25

The blood moon is in the sky.

Due to the rapid expansion of the population, the Abyss has already fallen into a situation of scarce resources.

Just like the development law of most races, the more scarce resources are, the more prominent the “rich-poor gap” within the race.

Most of the resources in the abyss are controlled by those powerful demons. Some little demons with weak strength and bloodlines are difficult to maintain. They can only choose to step into the barren land in a broad sense to find the possibility of racial continuation.

There are as many races as the abyss demons, like the stars in the sky.

In addition to the holy demons such as the soldier demons and the Asuras that ruled a domain, there were also countless small demons.

In the abyss, many little devils exterminate their clans due to various factors every day, but no one cares.

Because these little demons are really too small, even in the eyes of the holy demons, they don’t even have the qualifications to be called cannon fodder.

In the abyss, there is no concept of protecting “species diversity”.

In the vast northwest wilderness, there are wild grasses in the sky, and there is often no water source for thousands of miles.

This area was deserted for thousands of years.

Later, some little demons couldn’t find a suitable settlement for survival, so they chose to migrate into the barren northwest.

The Xiti Demon Race, with a total population of less than 2,000, is one of the small Demon Races that have been forced into the northwest for thousands of years.

Due to the barrenness of the northwestern land, the Xiti Demons have been living a nomadic life similar to that of grassland herdsmen in recent years, and the continuous migration can barely support the continuation of the race.

This is an abandoned land, under the blood-red sky, the vast wilderness, the scarce plants and animals, the dilapidated camp, everything reveals a deep desolation.

A black, thin, short, ragged, little girl with a very similar appearance to the human race, but with some fine scales on her face, walked out of the messy tent in small steps.

Her name is Abao, a child of the Xiti Demon Clan.

The bloodline of the Xiti Demon Race is very weak, and there is not much magic, and even the strongest of the entire Xiti Demon Race is even the strength of the third rank.

The weakness of the bloodline can be seen from their appearance. The appearance of the Xiti demons is very similar to the human race. The human race is recognized as a very weak race with an “initial value”.

The Guanglingguan War, which was set off by the Black Armor Domain, was in full swing, and it had nothing to do with the Mozu.

A tribe that can’t even guarantee survival is really not going to survive the war.

Due to the lack of food, in the Xiti Demon Clan, both men and women, regardless of age, have a clear division of labor, and they are not allowed to be lazy. Unfinished business.

Po took out a small bale of hay-like hay from another tent.

The barren land cannot grow crops, so the staple food of the Sidd tribe is meat and dairy products.

The meat comes from hunting, and as for the dairy products, it comes from the cattle-like beasts they keep called camels.

Po’s task is to feed these beasts.

The fodder was heavy, but A Bao seemed very relaxed – although the blood of the demons flowing in them was very weak, it was only relative to other demons.

In fact, in terms of physical fitness, even if they are short of food for a long time, they can compare with the long-term martial arts warriors in the human race, or even better.

This is the advantage of bloodline.

The reason why their family wants to live a nomadic life is that they are restricted by food, the prey is always limited, and the forage is also limited. Once they are depleted, they have to choose another place to survive.

But this time, they have been stationed in this new camp for many years.

Because of their good luck, they found a vast lake in the wilderness, where the grass grows vigorously and the prey resources are extremely rich.

After a long time of toil, the men in the tribe came back with a huge beast on their backs, causing the whole camp to cheer.

This was a rare successful hunt, enough to satisfy this small demon tribe as if it were a festival.

For small tribes who still live a nomadic life, the method of cooking food is still very rough, that is, cut meat into pieces and put them in the pot.

While the food is still cooking, the children take advantage of this rare leisure time to play.

A Bao was also among them, but her eyes were the sharpest, and she was the first to spot the foreigner who appeared out of nowhere.

It was a young man with an ordinary appearance and a kind smile. He didn’t know what kind of demon he was, but he wasn’t a strong one, because the outsider looked very similar to them.

For the Sidious Demons, foreign visitors are very rare.

In this wilderness, many Siti demons have never seen other demons except their own people from birth to death.

Although the Xiti tribe is small, it is very hospitable and warmly entertained this strange guest.

Of course, their food can’t be described as delicious, and even to say that it can barely be eaten is an exaggeration, because there are basically no seasonings.

But outsiders are not picky.

After the meal, the tribe’s patriarch, the only third-rank demon cultivator of the Xiti Demon Clan, finally asked about the origin of the foreign visitors.

“From the far east,” the outsider said softly, “there was a fierce war there, life was devastated, many people lost their homes and had to leave their homeland.”

The outsider was actually Lu Qingshan. After killing Demon Venerable Hanxuan and causing chaos in the King Beiyao Realm, he left the wilderness, stopped doing things for the time being, and planned to disappear for a while.

Because, on the second day after leaving Hanxuan City, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart and gave birth to a bad feeling.

On a whim.

High-level monks have powerful primordial spirits and outstanding sensing abilities, so they will have the ability on a whim, and can vaguely sense some disasters and disasters that have not yet come.

Lu Qingshan’s Primordial Spirit of Tribulation Realm is comparable to that of a cultivator, and naturally he also possesses such abilities.

He didn’t have a head iron, so he immediately left the hinterland of the Beiyao King Realm and chose to enter the barren wilderness to temporarily avoid disaster.

“War, that’s really scary.” The patriarch actually didn’t understand this. In his limited life, he has been living in this wilderness, but he has rich life experience.

“I’ve seen the “war” between two groups of beasts in the wilderness. Once the war starts, it can’t be stopped. Even the beastmaster can’t stop it, it can only be endless.”

“Yes,” Lu Qingshan said slowly after a moment of silence, “You are right.”

This is the nature of war.

Therefore, he never thought about whether there is a way other than war between the abyss and the sky.

“I believe that there must be other ways to go besides war” – that’s just a meaningless rant about the protagonist in the hot-blooded comics, and it’s a trick to deceive children.

Since the war begins, the only way to stop it is to fight.

For the next two days, Lu Qingshan did not leave, but chose to stay in this small demon tribe.

He watched from the sidelines the hard life and tedious work of the entire small tribe.

In order to ensure the source of food for the tribe, the demons of the Xiti tribe need to constantly change their settlements.

It’s just that this kind of thing is too risky. During the migration process, if one is unlucky and encounters a powerful monster, it will bring disaster to the tribe.

And even in the barren wilderness, it is not uncommon to encounter powerful monsters.

Therefore, in the wilderness, small tribes of the size of the Xiti tribe go to the end of genocide every day.

But if you don’t migrate, then staying in the original settlement where resources are depleted is just waiting for the death to come.

They have no choice.

Isn’t the experience of the Xiti tribe the epitome of the entire Abyss Demon Race?

The ‘wildness’ has appeared, and the demons have no other way. They must find a new habitat before the abyss completely falls.

sunset.

Lu Qingshan was lying on a small earthen bag next to the Xiti tribe, closing his eyes and resting his mind, wandering out of the sky.

Occasionally there were birds of prey passing by, making sharp whistles, and there was the sound of the breeze blowing through the grass all around.

Not far away, there were the laughter and laughter of a group of children from the Xiti tribe, as well as the moo of the camel beast.

But at a certain moment, all the sound disappeared.

Everything is quiet.

Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes.

The blood moon in the sky was reflected in his eyes.

He stood up slowly, his face rippling like water waves.

Then, his normal appearance changed into a face that was absolutely handsome even for the demons.

Junyi is like a banished fairy.

Lu Qingshan looked down.

The previously lively Xiti tribe has become a dead place.

All the demons were lying on the ground without any signs, without any sound.

All dead.

Not only the demons, but all living beings within a radius of thousands of miles died inexplicably at this moment and became a dead place.

He is the only survivor of this dead place.

Lu Qingshan raised his right hand.

Moments later.

In his hand, the demon of the black sword appeared.

Along with it, there was another Shura.

In other words, a Shura king.

Black black armor, blue-black complexion, sturdy figure, smilingly looking at Lu Qingshan.

“Finally found you,” he said.

“It turned out to be you, Sword Sect Sect Master Lu Qingshan,” he said after taking a closer look at Lu Qingshan’s appearance, “Why don’t you disguise your appearance this time?

Could it be that he knew that there was a dead end, and he wanted to die with his true face, and to die clearly? ”

“Although you are not human, you should speak human words.” Lu Qingshan said calmly.

“Rahu’s giant hands cover the obstacles, the Vimalakirti has nine heads, and Poya is strong and strong. You are not. Luo Qiantuo’s roar is like thunder, but you are right to be so noisy.”

“So, I should call you Luo Qiantuo.”

Luo Qiantuo was stunned for a moment, then UU Reading www.uukanshu.com laughed, almost burst into tears, “As expected of the person who can destroy the Buddha King City, interesting, interesting!”

To be honest, he was originally sent back by Luo Hu to wipe Luo Jia’s ass, but he was not very happy in his heart, and he was always emotional.

But now, he is in a good mood.

He was not angry with Lu Qingshan’s words.

On the contrary, he kind of likes to listen to this kind of non-funny jokes.

It’s like putting seasonings in a bowl of tasteless dishes, and it suddenly becomes appetizing.

After all, killing a lamb without resistance is boring.

Lu Qingshan had thought that sooner or later he would be targeted by the Shura King in the Black Armor Domain, and he would fall into a real danger, but he didn’t expect it to come so quickly.

But he doesn’t regret it.

This is his choice.

In life, some battles are destined to be unavoidable and can only be faced.

Even if King Shura was a mountain to him at this time, and lay in front of him, Lu Qingshan had to smash his teeth into it.

After crossing this mountain, his invincibility was truly achieved.

As a result, the light of the purple-gold sword domain spread out in an instant.

(End of this chapter)