"What's going on!" Situ Huang looked shocked and punched again, hitting the void in front of him.
The force of the fist swept across, and a light curtain suddenly appeared in the void. Densely packed divine inscriptions flashed on the light curtain, blocking all the power of Situ Huang's fist.
The Nine-Eyed Holy Son sneered: "This area has been sealed by the divine power of the Holy Ancestor. Before the Holy Ancestor comes, this place is completely sealed and you cannot get out."
Situ Huang's face finally showed a hint of panic.
No matter how hard he tried, the light curtain between heaven and earth never moved at all.
But at this moment, the ancient demons around him had already arrived and forced Situ Huangsheng back.
Escape failed!
The several priests who were preparing to escape also had expressions of despair on their faces.
Even martial saints like Situ Huang couldn't escape, let alone them.
The Nine-Eyed Holy Son stood proudly in the sky and said calmly: "The Holy Ancestor is coming soon, and there happens to be a lack of some sacrifices. The Holy Ancestor has long been tired of the flesh and blood of ordinary people. If he gets the flesh and blood of you two martial saints, the Holy Ancestor will definitely
Quite happy.”
All the generals and worshipers present showed expressions of despair.
If they sneaked in secretly without being discovered, they might still have some courage.
But now that the other party discovered that there was even such a top-notch strongman on the Ancient Demon side, everyone began to feel fear in their hearts.
That Nine-Eyed Holy Son is like an invincible god.
With him around, no matter who they are, they must submit to his control.
Seeing this scene, Meng Shuai turned his head and gritted his teeth and said: "Sage Situ, I can pretend that nothing happened before. Since they plan to drive us all away, we must share the same hatred at this moment to resist this group.
It’s evil.”
There was nothing he could do.
This Situ Huang, I thought he was a powerful warrior, but I never expected that he turned out to be a duplicitous man who was greedy for life and afraid of death.
Although Meng Shuai was angry, he could only turn to Situ Huang for help now that he was facing a powerful enemy.
"Wait! I am willing to surrender to the Holy Ancestor and be a slave in front of the Holy Ancestor. I am willing to ride the horse and back for the Holy Ancestor without any hesitation." Situ Huang's knees suddenly became weak and he knelt down directly.
"you!"
"How can a mighty martial saint succumb to the evil spirit!"
The generals and worshipers next to him looked at it with tears in their eyes.
Although they were not as powerful as the Nine-Eyed Holy Son in front of them, none of them thought about surrendering. They were all determined to fight to the death with these evil demons.
Situ Huang said confidently: "You idiots, those who understand the current affairs are heroes. Besides, the Holy Ancestor has unparalleled magical power and the Holy Son is also powerful. It is absolutely irrational to fight against them. It is better to surrender early."
"Situ Huang, do you know that at the cost of surrendering to the evil spirit, aren't you afraid that His Majesty will wipe out your Taicang tribe?" Meng Shuai also roared angrily.
The enemy must not be evil.
The most disgusting thing is the villain who changes sides in battle, which is several times more disgusting than a powerful enemy.
Situ Huang snorted coldly: "Let that tyrant go and exterminate the clan. I have become a martial saint and have my own holy way. As long as I am still here, I will soon be able to establish a new Taicang tribe. I am the tribe
The foundation of this. When the Holy Ancestor comes, that is the day when the tyrant will perish."
"I'll kill you first!" Meng Shuai heard this, his eyes were red and he was almost furious.
When he got angry, even Situ Huang felt a lot of pressure.