The Pig Raises Its Head and Wants to Eat People

"The pig raises its head and wants to eat people." The old saying is true. On the third day after time travel, Jiang Yi was pinned on the blood pool altar by the executioner of the Hongyan Sect. Bones covered the ground, and waves of blood surged. That alluring face slowly bloomed in front of him, and her red lips parted slightly: "Little Prince, your face is enough for me to chew on for three days." In a world of troubled demons, bones are the road. A mortal's sword cannot cut through the demon's skin, and a mortal's hands cannot twist off the demon's head. There was only one panel flashing in front of Jiang Yi's eyes: [Slay demons and take away life, gain magical powers]. He smiled. Since I can't be a human being—— Then make something that will scare the devil! [Behead the old ghost of the Huang family] He has a life span of 1,300 years and gains magical powers - the corpse can be transformed into three bodies! [The God of Wealth who chops rice] is said to live a thousand years and seizes magical powers - copper coins, snake arrows! [Behead the Painted Skin Demon] With a life span of ninety-seven years, he won the minor skill - Painted Skin! … Endless longevity energy fills the body, and all kinds of magical powers are added to the body. Jiang Yi looked at the increasingly strange face in the bronze mirror, with a strange arc at the corner of his mouth. When the strange evil god tramples the mountains and rivers and the world collapses—— He slowly raised his head and showed a smile that frightened hundreds of millions of evil gods. "Now, it's my turn to eat." Those eyes that had completely turned into vertical pupils were shining with a light that was more terrifying than the evil god.