In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

"Hu Lao Mo, you actually want to be a traitor, you are worthy of the death of thousands of human demon monks in this battle!" Beside Mr. Feng, Xiang Zhili, who had already woken up, roared angrily.

It's just that at this time, his hair was disheveled, his face looked ashen and defeated, and his aura was so weak that he could only reach the Nascent Soul stage.

"Okay, okay, Xiang Lao Gui, Hu Mou asked himself that he has tried his best in this battle and is worthy of anyone. Now you have been injured and fell to the realm of transformation, and that guy Lu Yuan doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. Now the Demon Lord is gone. It can be stopped, no matter how hard you struggle, it’s all in vain!

Thinking about it, you, Old Ghost, were once the number one cultivator in the human world, but you had to go against the Demon Lord and ended up in your current situation. Isn't it sad? Why don't you abandon darkness and surrender to the light and surrender with me? Hu Lao Mo retorted unceremoniously.

"You!" Xiang Zhili was so angry that he couldn't help but cough.

"Fellow Daoist Hu is right, and I am willing to surrender!"

Another voice sounded, and the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear quickly fled from Ling'ao Island and stood next to Hu Lao Mo.

"Lord Demon Lord, our demon clan's martial arts are improved from the demonic arts of the holy world. After all, we can be considered a part of the holy world."

"Haha, those who know the current affairs are heroes. I will give you a chance. Is there anyone else willing to surrender?" The ancient demon cultivator laughed and asked the rest of the people on Ling'ao Island with interest.

As soon as these words came out, the remaining human army on the island immediately became commotion.

Soon, most of the demon clan separated from the crowd and flew behind Hu Lao Mo and Wannian Corpse Bear. Among the human monks, many demonic monks chose to surrender despite the angry rebuke of their companions.

"You dare!" Seeing more and more people leaving, Bai Laogui immediately urged Tian'a Shenjian to take action in anger.

"Brother Bai, that's it, let them go. After all, everyone has tried their best to be able to hold on until now. This defeat is all due to a few of us not thinking carefully. Now that we are facing a life and death decision, how can we ask them to die? ." At the critical moment, Xiang Zhili stopped him.

It was better that Xiang Zhili didn't say this. As soon as he said it, many people immediately chose to fly to Hu Laomo.

When no one left, there were only about a hundred people left on Ling'ao Island, including Xiang Zhili, Bai Laogui, and Feng Laoguai.

"It seems that you are ready to fight to the death!" The demon cultivator glanced at Xiang Zhili and others with contempt.

"Come if you are brave. We will try our best to destroy this last spiritual island, and we will splash your blood all over!" Xiang Zhili roared.

The ancient demon cultivator snorted coldly. He had already suffered once about the power of Spirit Island's self-destruction, so naturally he would not risk it himself again.

He rolled his eyes slightly and focused on Hu Lao Mo and others who chose to surrender.

"If you want to submit to my holy world, it's not as simple as just opening your mouth. Go kill them and let me see your sincerity to the holy world." The ancient demon cultivator smiled at the old demon Huhu in a conspiratorial manner.

"This..." Hu Laomo was stunned when he heard this, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Not only him, the expressions of those human-male monks who also chose to surrender also changed.

"What? Could it be that you don't really want to submit?" the demon cultivator's voice turned cold.

However, Hu Laomo and others still had no intention of taking action. They chose to surrender just to save their lives. But it is impossible for them and the remaining people to kill each other.

"Then let's go to hell with them!"

The ancient demonic cultivator seemed to have lost his patience and screamed sharply.

The surrounding dark demon clan swarmed up and instantly submerged Hu Lao Mo and his party, as well as Ling'ao Island.

The ancient demon cultivator remained motionless, watching from a distance, watching the remaining human-monster cultivators die tragically one after another under the siege of the demon clan, without any emotion on their faces.

Just when the monks in the human world were about to be wiped out, a dull roar suddenly sounded in the world.

It wasn't loud at first and didn't attract attention. But not long after, the second roar came again, the sound was obviously much louder than before.

Then the third tone, the fourth tone...

The roar grew louder and longer.

At this time, whether it was the human-level monks who were fighting bloody battles or the more than 100,000 demons, they all heard it very clearly.

The monks in the human world were okay. Apart from feeling that the roar was a bit shocking, they had no other discomfort. But those demons were different. Most of them actually stopped attacking and stood there with confused expressions on their faces.

The ancient demon cultivator also had a look of surprise on his face. After listening carefully for a while, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at the sea below.

The roaring sound came from the bottom of the sea, so it seemed extremely dull!

Suddenly, a huge aura rose into the sky from the sea below. After a series of rumbling sounds, a strong wind blew up on the sea. From the surging waves, the original demonic energy billowed out, condensing into pieces of demonic clouds.

And among the demonic clouds, a figure about several feet tall with three heads and six arms stepped out.

"Oh it's you!"

The demon cultivator saw clearly the face of the visitor.

"Friend Lu Dao!"

"Brother Lu!" Xiang Zhili and others on Ling'ao Island also recognized him.

"No, he is no longer the original fellow Daoist Lu, he is a completely demonized ancient demon!" Hu Lao Mo took a closer look and found that a black ball the size of a jujube pit was actually born in the middle of Lu Yuan's forehead. He immediately became angry. Lane change.

Hu Laomo and the others, who faced the demonic cultivators' previous killing spree and were unwilling to fight with each other even though they had chosen to surrender, had no choice but to return to Ling'ao Island and fight against the numerous demons together with Xiang Zhili and the others.

"It's the ancient demon crystal core of Xueyan! You killed Xueyan!" When the ancient demon cultivator saw the ball on Lu Yuan's forehead, he roared in anger!

Lu Yuan paid no attention to the roar of the ancient demon cultivator, and just raised his hand to shoot a spell below him.

In an instant, the sea surface within a thousand feet began to flow as if alive, forming hundreds of water columns of different sizes and thicknesses, which swarmed towards the land. The momentum was so huge!

"The demon sea fills the body! Don't even think about it!"

When the ancient demon cultivator saw this, he clapped his hands. The Demonic Blade and the Sky-Splitting Sword appeared together, and they both turned into a giant of a hundred feet, and struck down hard at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan shouted in a low voice, raised his hand and made a move. The primitive demonic energy nearby gathered and turned into a hurricane, sucking in the hundred-foot-tall Sky-Splitting Sword and the Demonic Blade.

This kind of magical power is actually the same as the method used by ancient demon cultivators to deal with the combined attack of the five great gods.

Seeing that the Demonic Blade and the Sky-Splitting Sword failed to achieve their goals, the Demonic Cultivator was surprised and also raised his hand and pointed a finger at him.

In the blink of an eye, a lot of sea water gathered into water columns and rolled towards the demon cultivator. But compared to Lu Yuan's side, it's like heaven and earth.

"After you used the spirit-melting method to merge with Xuan Mingzi's soul, you are no longer a pure ancient demon. If you want to compete with me for control of the original demon sea, you are really overestimating your capabilities!" Lu Yuan sneered. .

"Aren't you afraid that I will completely wipe out your Nascent Soul?" the demon cultivator threatened.

"Whatever, anyway, the Yuan Ying's vitality has been severely damaged. Now that I have truly become a saint, why should I be attached to it!" Lu Yuan showed no concern.

Because in just a few breaths, Lu Yuan's body had grown to a height of dozens of feet, while the ancient demon cultivator was only less than twenty feet tall at this time.