Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

"Don't talk to them, just use the formation to seal off all their life force! Wear them out!"

"Yes, kill them and use them as sacrifices to the Saint!"

"Kill them!"

……

Prince Wan slowly raised his hand, and the noisy sounds around him gradually died down.

"Today, you will be used as a sacrifice to comfort the Saint's spirit in heaven!"

As soon as he finished speaking, five white-bearded old men walked out of the demon army. They held magic swords in their hands and poured magic power into the swords.

The magic sword was neatly inserted upside down into the ground.

Rumble——!

A circular formation spread out under their feet, expanding at lightning speed until it almost surrounded the entire Youhuang Palace.

A hot breath rose from the ground.

The heat waves were rolling and the air was distorted by the heat.

"what--!"

The temperature inside the Youhuang Palace rose rapidly, and some guards could not bear it anymore and let out painful roars.

Even though they used their magic power to resist, the terrifying heat still caused everyone's bodies to slowly turn red.

Alan Wangsu activated his magic power, and the blue magic power protected the guards outside the palace.

While helping them resist the heat wave, blood slowly seeped from the corners of his mouth.

At the same time, at the central center of Youhuang Palace, Wu Ya finally found a way to open the barrier.

He poured all his magic power into it, but it seemed to be in vain.

The little bit of magic power he had was not enough to cause any reaction in the magic circle.

Wu Ya narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and aimed at the center of the formation, and a golden light shone around him.

The golden light flowed along the palm of his hand and poured into the magic circle.

Zi Wu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stretched out his hand to hold his wrist: "Burning the soul? Are you crazy?"

"Aunt, everyone out there is fighting a desperate battle. This is all I can do to help them."

Zi Wu's heart ached, "But even if I burn my soul, I can only last for a cup of tea!"

"Aunt, before I met the Saint, I was just getting by, muddle-headed. It was the Saint who appreciated me and believed in me. Not only did she entrust me with important tasks, she also taught me all kinds of cultivation methods..."

"Aunt..." Wu Ya looked at Zi Wu firmly, "A gentleman will die for his friend!"

Zi Wu slowly released Wu Ya's hand, "Wu Ya, you have really grown up. Auntie is happy for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and poured her soul into the center of the formation.

"aunt!"

Zi Wu's eyes were clear and calm, and she spoke slowly:

"I will never forget the grace of the Saint Lady in saving my life!"

Wu Ya nodded silently with tears in his eyes.

"And me!" Alan Miyi also ran over and ignited her soul.

The three of them smiled at each other, raised their palms and poured into the center of the formation.

"boom--!"

The magic circle emits a light that reaches into the sky!

Outside the Youhuang Palace, even though there were guards led by the three elders Alan, Wangsu and Yiji, many of the guards were still steaming all over and spitting out blood.

The ancient magic circle book above their heads instantly enveloped the entire Youhuang Palace. The crazy heat disappeared, and everyone stared at the magic circle in a daze.

Prince Wan looked at the magic circle, but there was no fear in his eyes.

"This formation can only be activated by the royal family. Someone must have burned his soul to activate it."

There was a cold flash in the tiger's eyes.

"Continue to activate the Five Beads Formation. I want to see how long they can hold out!"

Chu Yang and Zarshi were also struggling.

Zarshi: "These five people are the top formation masters of the demon clan! Each of them has a cultivation base above the seventh level, and the five-bead formation they condensed can even refine cultivators of the eighth level. We can't resist for much longer!"

When Alan Wangsu saw this scene, he knew that they couldn't delay much longer.

He put away his sword, lifted his robe, faced the Samsara Sea in the west, and slowly knelt on the ground.

"Prince Wan, you can kill all of us, but you can't crush our will!"

"Today, I, Mo Xiuluo Alan Wangsu, am willing to sacrifice my soul alive to prove my innocence!"

Prince Wan narrowed his eyes, "Increase the flow of magic power and open the ancient barrier immediately! We can't let him be sacrificed alive!"

"Yes!"

The golden light of the setting sun fell on Alan Wangsu's face, and a few smiles appeared in his faint eyes.

Chu Yang looked at Alan Wangsu in front of him and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He looked up at the setting sun which was halfway below the sea, and felt an infinite sadness in his heart.

At this moment, a clear bird song was heard in the orange sunset!

"Chirp—!"

Everyone in Youhuang Palace was shocked!

They are so familiar with this bird song!

Prince Wan's expression changed instantly. He suddenly looked up at the Sea of ​​Samsara, his eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

"I am the Saint of the Demon Clan. Who dares to trespass into the Youhuang Palace?"

A clear voice echoed between heaven and earth, shocking the whole area!

Chu Yang stared blankly at the beautiful figure flying over from the sunset, with unprecedented excitement in his eyes.

"It's the Saint! It's really the Saint! The Saint is not dead!"

Even though he firmly believed that the saint was not dead, she was buried in the ruins and there was no news for eight whole days!

He has the deepest fear in his heart.

A woman in a black and gold dress was seen lying on the body of the evil bird. She broke through the twilight and rushed to them like lightning.

She floated on the bird's back and stretched out her five fingers to grab a white-haired formation master on the ground.

The formation master froze, grabbing his throat frantically with both hands.

"what--!"

It was as if an invisible giant hand grabbed his neck from mid-air.

The white-robed monk's face quickly turned red due to suffocation.

The eyeballs also bulged out severely.

"Who dares to act rashly in front of Youhuang Palace?"

The magic power surged around her body, and the black cloud-like magic power dragged her proudly into the air.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said in a loud voice:

"Those who plot treason will be regarded as betrayers of the devil, and I will punish them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-robed monk suddenly raised his head high.

The body and head are in different places.