A strong sense of frustration rose up in Hu Tianfang's heart.
He quibbled: "I was bewitched by you to act like this. You tricked me into being deceived by your clever words."
Pei Ji didn't answer, just looked at Hu Tianfang with a sneer.
There are more and more ancient demons gathering around, and they have strange shapes and look like evil demons, which are quite scary.
The number of ancient demons here can no longer be distinguished with the naked eye. Groups of ancient demons walked out from various fortresses, full of murderous intent and quite terrifying.
Hu Tianfang is just a city lord in the Netherworld. He has only heard of the existence of ancient demons, but this is the first time he has seen them.
A strong sense of oppression came over him. Hu Tianfang suddenly felt that the pressure doubled and he could not help but grit his teeth.
"I...I am willing to surrender to the ancient demon!"
Hu Tianfang suddenly shouted: "I am the lord of Guangyin City, and I am willing to serve as a guide and serve the Ancient Demon Clan!"
Pei Ji asked: "We killed your wife and children, don't you hate us?"
Hu Tianfang suddenly laughed: "Haha, for monks like us, wives and children are just extraneous things, we can just give them up."
Pei Ji's smile became even brighter: "So, do you also want to be the next Spiritual Holy Lord?"
Hu Tianfang had a look of surprise on his face: "I naturally wish for it. The saint race can dominate all realms and beat the crap out of the human race in the two realms. It is natural that there is something advanced. As a human race, we naturally have to learn from advanced races!"
Pei Jidao: "You are a human race, can you willingly surrender to our holy race?"
Hu Tianfang said: "Ancient Demon, no, the Holy Clan has inherited the Abyss from ancient times to the present, and has always maintained the momentum of crushing the human race. In contrast, our human race is content in a corner and is stuck in its ways. We should reflect on why this is the case.
I suddenly changed my mind. Only under the leadership of the Saint Race can the human race move towards the light!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Pei Ji suddenly burst into laughter, and the ancient demon present also began to laugh loudly.
Amidst the loud laughter, Hu Tianfang's figure looked extremely embarrassed.
After Pei Ji finished laughing, he pointed at Hu Tianfang and said with a smile: "The Qin Emperor's generation of heroes, Yihan's generation of literary saints, such people, but guarding such a shameless villain like you, is really ridiculous!"
Hu Tianfang's face suddenly turned red, but he did not dare to say anything.
"That's all, our Holy Clan doesn't need a capricious villain like you."
Pei Ji sneered, raised his hand and pressed it directly on Hu Tianfang's Tianling Cap.
A strong black energy instantly entered Hu Tianfang's body.
"you you!"
Hu Tianfang struggled desperately, but in the end his face turned red, to no avail.
The black air flow, like a thick evil spirit, invaded his mind along the body, gradually obliterating his soul.
Hu Tianfang can be regarded as a master of Xuanxian with a powerful soul, but he is quite insignificant in front of Pei Ji and has no room to fight back.
"I regret it so much!"
At the end of his life, Hu Tianfang felt a flash of regret in his heart.
If he had listened to Lu Yu's advice before, I'm afraid he would never have anything to do with the Spiritual Fantasy Holy Land.
But Hu Tianfang just acted like everyone else was drunk and he was alone, thinking that he was the only one who could see clearly in the world, and that everyone else was ignorant and stupid.
But now, Hu Tianfang knows.
The most stupid person in the world is himself.
The black energy was like ink, tearing his soul apart, and Hu Tianfang's consciousness ended at this moment.
At the same time, a crack was torn open between Pei Ji's eyebrows, forming a vertical eye.
The vertical eye emitted purple light, which penetrated into Hu Tianfang's body with a single flick of the eye.