By the time Zhang Tu arrived, the land that gave birth to them had been turned into black spots by the blood, the crop fields had been destroyed to a great extent, and the neat villages that had once been lined with crisscrossed streets were now in ruins.

The gaping hole in the sky, which looked like a big mouth, has gradually disappeared, and the thick black clouds in the sky have also gradually disappeared. The scorching sun has passed away with the black clouds. At first, it was a sickle-like scorching sun. Against the background of the black clouds, it slowly revealed the whole picture. It could not be a house, and it seemed to bring hope.

But when the light returns, can it really bring hope?

Many people in Wangzhuang have escaped from the village one after another, but what can be done?

In just a few minutes, the void cave swallowed up at least hundreds of monsters, and now Wangzhuang is nothing more than a gluttonous place.

But in life and death, who would willingly serve as blood food in the mouths of others?

The sky was full of mist, and the sound of hunting wind came and went with a whir of blood, making the world feel sad.On the blood-stained ground, horrific corpses lay scattered on the cold ground. The blood in some corpses had not completely dried up. It slowly seeped out drop by drop, soaking up the soil. The fire was raging in the distance, and the sound of killing was vaguely audible.

Wang Shi looked at the strange figure in front of him, and was very horrified. The NPC in the game appeared in reality, with a sheep's head and a huge fork he got from nowhere in his hand. The saliva in his mouth was stringy. For the first time, Wang Shi felt fear.

The monster walked towards Wang Shi step by step. Wang Shi was able to run out of the village because his family lived relatively close to the village. When the weather changed, he was playing with his young brother at the village entrance, so he could immediately escape from Wangzhuang, which had become a Shura field.

But at this moment, the two brothers were still targeted by the goat-headed monster, and the saliva of the goat-headed monster unabashedly exposed the goat-headed monster's intentions.

Wang Shi tried to pull his brother to run further away, but to his surprise, the sheep-headed monster actually jumped across dozens of meters and came to Wang Shi.

Wang Shi was only eleven or twelve years old. When he saw the bloodlust and jest in the goat-headed monster's eyes, he immediately screamed and retreated subconsciously, but he forgot that his younger brother was still behind him.

As a result, the brothers rolled to the ground together.

The frightened Wang Chuan cried out, but he didn't know what to do. He could only open his mouth and tightly pull on his brother's clothes. At this time, Wang Shi had lost the desire to escape. Looking at the approaching goat-headed monster, he tightly covered his brother under him with all his heart, closed his eyes and waited for death.

However, after waiting for a long time, the sheep-headed monster was not seen making any move. Instead, the sharp sound of breaking wind could be heard continuously.

"Oh~impossible! This is impossible! Who are you?" The sheep-headed monster can actually speak human words.

Zhang Tu looked at this weird half-human and half-demon, his brows knit together tightly, forming the character "Sichuan", but his hands did not relax at all. Although the monster in front of him was weaker, Zhang Tu, who was not confident in himself, still faced the enemy cautiously.

Seeing that the two children, one big and one small, behind him were fine, Zhang Tu waved his hand and motioned for them to go first, and said: "You go first, go to Heyan, there will be someone at Zhangzhuang to pick you up."

Wang Shi obviously recognized it. It was Zhang Tu who had killed Wang Mao two days ago at the entrance of the village. The young man was a little confused. Zhang Tu was his enemy.

However, out of desire for life, Wang Shi still obeyed Zhang Tu's arrangement, picked up his little brother who was unable to run, and ran staggeringly towards the river weir step by step.

Only then did Zhang Tu focus on looking at the goat-headed monster in front of him and said, "You can actually speak human words?"

Not to mention Zhang Tu's surprise, the goat-headed monster was also very frightened at this time. As far as he knew, there were no monks here, but the man in front of him, with all the magic power flowing through his body, was obviously in the realm of entering a palace, but his actual tactics were a bit unfamiliar.

Of course, the sheep-headed monster was never worried about Zhang Tu, but the person behind Zhang Tu. As far as he knew, in ancient times, the human race was the protagonist of the world, and their inheritance has always been based on the sect.

If it weren't for the chaotic wars in the past, which caused countless deaths of the human race's great powers, how could the Demon Realm allow the Demon Clan to make the decision?How could the human race be captured by the demon race and turned into blood food?

Now, when he first came to the legendary home planet and the legendary ancestral court that had declined, he suddenly discovered a monk who had entered the palace. How could he not panic.