The roc that Wang Daoyuan transformed into grabbed Wang Ming with a pair of eagle claws and circled around in front of the demon cultivators.
These demonic cultivators never wanted to work for the demons anymore, but now they are surrounded by humans.
The demons had no intention of taking action, and their leader was captured alive again, so resistance was meaningless.
Master Yunhe shouted: "Those who surrender will be spared from death, and those who resist stubbornly will have their souls refined."
Upon hearing this, the demon cultivators immediately put away their magic weapons, dispersed their spells, and stopped in the air.
Master Yunhe asked: "Who among you is the leader?"
Thinking that the demon cultivator replied carefully: "It's the guy under the claws of the peng bird. This bitch is addicted to being treated as a dog by the demon clan.
They usually use the demons to oppress us.
We had long wanted to surrender, but he refused to surrender.
Several fellow Taoists wanted to escape outside and surrender to you, but they were caught and executed by him."
Wang Ming was held down by Wang Daoyuan, but he was still cursing: "You despicable human race, surrender to the saint race now, and you will still have a chance to survive in the future.
If you persist in your stubbornness, when the Holy Clan conquers Beiyuan, all of you and your family will become food for the Saint Clan."
When Wang Daoyuan heard this, he cursed: "Where did this beast come from? He even forgot who his ancestors were.
The demons asked you to come out and die, do you think it's quite honorable?
Now that you are captured by me, why don't you see the demons come out to rescue you?
It’s inappropriate to leave an upright person alone, but he insists on being a dog to the demon clan, and he pretends to be proud of it.”
Abandoned by the demons, Wang Ming still has no regrets: "I died for the great cause of the saints. In the future, the saints will wipe out Beiyuan and they will definitely resurrect me."
When the time comes, I will be able to shed this humble human bloodline and become a noble saint."
After hearing this, Wang Daoyuan knew that this was a hard-core lackey who would never change his mind.
Killing him directly would be too cheap for him.
The eagle's claws tore at each other, tearing Wang Ming into pieces.
Then, he took out a soul-binding bottle, cast an evil cultivation spell, put his soul into the soul-binding bottle, and put in a wisp of Guishui Mingyan.
Wang Ming's soul screamed in agony, but Wang Daoyuan remained unmoved: "Since you have turned your back on the human race and are willing to be a lackey for the demon race, you must be prepared to have your soul extracted and refined.
Don't worry, I won't let you die now.
I will let you see the demon clan destroyed with your own eyes, and then use spiritual fire to burn you to ashes."
Then seal the soul-binding bottle and put it into the spirit bead space.
Time flows quickly, and the time he suffers will be longer.
After dealing with Wang Ming, Wang Daoyuan asked the surrendered demon cultivators: "How is the situation in the Demon Valley?"
A demon cultivator with gray hair on his temples bowed and said: "The source of blood essence and blood has been cut off from the Heavenly Demon Valley, and now we are thinking of countermeasures.
The leaders of the demon clan have been quarreling fiercely these days and often break up unhappy.
We people are not favored by the demons and don’t know much about the situation.
But Wang Ming often meets Mo Ming, so maybe he knows more about the situation."
Wang Daoyuan nodded, took out Wang Ming's soul, and used the soul-searching technique to explore the memory.
From his memory, he learned that the demons treated him like a dog and did not let him know any useful information at all.
Let him come out this time to die.
Wang Daoyuan informed other human monks of the information obtained from the soul search.
Master Yun Jian asked: "Now is the time for the demon clan to employ people, but they throw these demon cultivators out to die for nothing. I'm afraid they are planning to make some big move."
Everyone was convinced, but they didn't know what big move it would take.
What the demons are thinking about right now is just how to open the sealing formation in the Demon Valley.
Although the formation has been damaged and repaired, its power is not as powerful as before.
But after all, the foundation is still left by the ancient powers. There is no way to break the formation. If you want to break through it by brute force, don't even think about it.
However, the demon race is also a powerful race with intelligence and inheritance comparable to that of the human race. There are many kinds of inheritance. Wang Daoyuan is not sure whether there are other methods.
He asked Master Yunhe: "Uncle Master, our Shenbing Pavilion has been dealing with the demons for tens of thousands of years. In addition to blood sacrifices, do the demons have any other means to break the sealing formation of the Demon Valley?
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Xueyan is just a reckless man. Most of his memories are about fighting, and there are very few things about the secrets and profound inheritance of the demon clan.
Master Yunhe shook his head: "The demons have many methods, but we can master only a few. I can't tell you."
The demons are just cowering inside, and the human race has no good solution. They can only bombard the demons' defensive formations with nothing to do.
The monks from Tianji Sect also rushed over and tried to break the formation outside Tianmo Valley.
As for these demon cultivators, there are not many monks in Demon Suppression City to look after them.
Wang Daoyuan sent them to Ascension Valley, and he couldn't let Master Wan Zhi sit idle. It was most appropriate for these demon cultivators of the soul demon lineage to be left under his care.
I just warned him not to kill these demon cultivators and refine their corpses.
The corpse-refining men under him are mainly ferocious beasts, and now they have a higher level of vision, and they don't look down on these weaklings at all.
Outside the Demon Valley, everyone worked hard for more than two months, but they broke many formations and advanced for more than thirty miles.
The demons are too well prepared, and there are formations within 500 miles of the Demon Valley.
If this continues, it will take at least ten to eight years to destroy all these formations.
At this moment, in a cave in the Heavenly Demon Valley, more than a dozen half-step Nascent Soul demon cultivators gathered together.
Mo Ming asked: "How are the candidates for each lineage formation prepared?"
Mo Hui stood up and replied: "The magic and demon lineage is ready. My clan members in the late stage of Liangjindan and I have been able to summon the phantom of the real demon of all kinds."
Mo Ming nodded and said a few words of encouragement.
Other demon clans also expressed that they have been able to summon the nine true demon phantoms.
"In that case, you all go down and prepare.
I calculated that there will be a solar eclipse in a month.
On that day, the Yang Qi declined and the Yin Qi became extremely strong.
By that time, the sealing formation of Tianmo Valley will be weakened, and the methods of our saints will become stronger.
Without the sun's suppression of demonic energy, our probability of summoning the true form of the ancestor of the demons is greatly increased.
This day is the last chance for our Saint Clan."
The other demons retreated in response, making final preparations to summon the true form of the ancestor of the demons.
A month later, the sun rose as usual.
But at the beginning of noon, the sun began to appear incomplete.
Everyone is not surprised that the solar eclipse in the Beiyuan Immortal Realm occurs once every sixty years, and the time changes are very small. It is also a way for Beiyuan to record time.
The monks here have lived for hundreds of years and have seen many solar eclipses, so they don't find it strange. They are all busy with their own tasks.
However, everyone soon felt something was wrong.
The power of this formation is getting stronger and stronger, and it is becoming more and more difficult for everyone to break the formation.
At noon, the sun completely disappeared, the sky was filled with stars, and the entire earth became dark, leaving only starlight.
Wang Daoyuan released the Red Feather Crow, turning it into a sun and flying high in the sky.
Near Tianmo Valley, it still looks like the sun is shining.
The power of the formation deployed by the demons has returned to its original state again.
At this moment, nine phantoms of real demons with a height of several thousand feet suddenly appeared in the Demon Valley.
This thing is not unfamiliar to Wang Daoyuan, he has seen it in Soul Eater and Blood Flame Consciousness Sea.
However, Xuantian's face changed drastically: "This is the Demon Clan's Jiuyaotian Demon Array. They did not fight with us, but they spent a huge price to set up the array.
He must be trying to take advantage of the solar eclipse to break through the Heavenly Demon Valley's sealing formation."
At this moment, a purple and gold exquisite tower flew from the north.
At this time, the Linglong Tower has become a thousand feet high and is pressing down on the Demon Valley.
Above the Demon Valley, a pitch-black light shield appeared, blocking the Linglong Tower.
The voice of Master Lei Yan came: "Daoyuan, inject the Golden Crow alien flame into the Linglong Tower to suppress the Yin Qi in the magic array.
Others also injected spiritual power into the Linglong Tower to help me suppress the demonic shadow."
Wang Daoyuan immediately offered the Fire Star Fire Control Gourd and the Vermilion Bird Fan, attracting a wisp of Red Feather Crow's flame and pouring it into the gourd.
Then, red and gold flames spurted out, led by the Suzaku shadow, and surged towards the Linglong Tower.
The Linglong Tower shines with red-gold light, and its power is greatly increased, but it is still unable to break through the formation.
After a while, the nine true demon shadows turned into black mist and gathered together.
The black mist slowly turned into a demonic shadow that was ten thousand feet high. This demonic shadow was still growing, and its head had already reached into the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.
After half a cup of tea, the stars in the sky due south were all obscured by demonic shadows.