At the last glance, it was a terrifying scene of the demon soul devouring the saint.

The last glance is the unforgettable mourning of the saint's blood.

The moment his divine consciousness returned, Lu Hong's face was pale without a trace of blood, and the silver sword that Yan Lingshuang had turned into by his last life was still in his hand, and in an instant, his combat power had increased to an incredible level, but he did not have the slightest joy after gaining strength in his heart.

His heart was heavy as if it had been crushed against a mountain.

The wind in the altar roared, and all the monstrous demonic qi was submerged into the saint's body, and an extremely terrifying coercion spread, and the breath of the heaven-devouring old demon disappeared, and the breath of the saint took its place.

But this newborn saint is the womb of the Holy Communion who is about to be troubled.

In today's Shenzhou, the Dao evil guards the reincarnation, the Sword Ancestor is trapped in the five decays of heaven and man, and the South China Sea Tara sits down, who else can resist the heaven-swallowing old demon who has reached the peak again?

A deep despair welled up in his heart, and Lu Hong said in a daze: "Senior... Let's go quickly, this place will soon become the hell of Shura",

"Uh-huh......",

Hearing that something was wrong with Yan Wufang's voice, Lu Hong turned his head and saw that the two blood stains on the corners of Yan Wufang's mouth were red, and his breath around him was disordered, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Just now, his divine sense was damaged, and even Yan Wufang was also damaged, if it weren't for his strong foundation, and the protection of the inner and outer king's divine sword, I'm afraid he would have been directly wiped out, but Rao was like this, and his injuries were also extremely serious.

"Your sword ......",

The changes in his body were reflected in Yan Wufang's eyes one by one, and Yan Wufang asked, "What's inside?"

Lu Hong nodded heavily and said, "Swallowing the Sky Old Demon",

"Heaven-Swallowing Old Demon?",

Yan Wufang, who had always been steady, frowned deeply, he obviously knew something about ghouls, and he was by no means unfamiliar with the name Sky Devouring Old Demon.

"Everyone, get out of here, it's not a Confucian saint on the altar, it's a heaven-swallowing old demon ......",

He turned to say aloud to the group of Confucian disciples who had rushed here.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a voice say: "It's useless, they won't believe it",

Feng Demon Demon had already arrived behind him at some point, and she said softly: "No one will believe you",

Sure enough, everyone looked at him in amazement, as if they were looking at a madman.

"Who is the Heaven-Swallowing Demon?",

"What nonsense, what is the divine light in this altar, not a saint?",

"Even if you are not a saint, you won't be a monster, what kind of heaven-swallowing old demon? What nonsense, we are still waiting for the saint to return to his place and resolve the catastrophe of the Great Victory Pass for Shenzhou."

......

Some of them were disdainful, some were ridiculed, and none of them believed what Lu Hong said.

The deeds of ghouls have been sealed for thousands of years, and those who read the books of the sages have no idea what ghouls are, let alone where the heaven-devouring old demon is.

And Lu Hong's eyes were full of disappointment and helplessness when he looked at them.

"It's useless even if they believe you, you know, the man at the altar... How powerful that demon is, there is no one in this place who is his opponent at all",

"All will be its sacrifices",

Feng Demon said.

Lu Hong turned around and asked sharply: "What about you? In this overall situation, what role do you, Zhuang Jiang, and the God of Wealth Pavilion play?"

Feng Demon laughed self-deprecatingly: "Then I'm afraid only Mr. Zhuang and the pavilion master know, I'm just someone else's puppet, after today, I will know whether this big gamble is lost or won."

"What are you betting on?",

Demon Feng glanced at him and said, "Mr. Gambling Zhuang has already lost half of this game, and the overall situation of gambling is generally controlled by the pavilion master, betting... I can survive ......",

In the end, her voice was also cold, obviously this bet was also about her life and death.

Lu Hong no longer entangled with her, and said: "Senior, I can't make them believe me, but I don't know if my predecessor is willing to believe me?"

Yan Wufang nodded and said, "I naturally trust Xiaoyou",

"Then let's go, there are still three moments before the Heaven Devouring Old Demon can completely occupy the body of the Ancient Saint, and at that time, even the Da Luo Jin Immortal Nether Realm may not be able to subdue it."

Yan Wuxian thought for a moment and said, "Have you ever thought that with the strength of the Heaven Devouring Old Demon, if you want to set off a killing, why do you have to go to great lengths to occupy the body of the saint?"

Lu Hong said: "The ghoul is originally a cursed soul, and after occupying a person's body, he can devour the aura of heaven and earth, and his strength has skyrocketed, so he naturally has to occupy the body of a saint before he can let go."

Yan Wufang said: "In this case, why didn't he occupy the body of the saint earlier? This body has already been stored in this altar."

Lu Hong frowned, shook his head and said: "The arrangement of the God of Wealth Pavilion, the younger generation can't guess."

Yan Wufang said: "The Heaven Swallowing Old Demon occupies the body of the saint, Zhuang Jiang and Long Yu are really involved, and the Eastern Limbs and Ghosts are in trouble, Xu Ziji said that after the saint returns to the throne, he will first quell the disaster of the Limbs and Ghosts...... , This situation is confusing, there are doubts everywhere, but I faintly feel that everything is related, the God of Wealth Pavilion painstakingly arranged, the old devil who swallows the sky has been dormant so far, there must be a plan behind it, if this time I leave my Confucian reading seeds will be cut off here, I will never know the truth of the facts",

"Seniors ......",

Lu Hongdao: "Even if the predecessors stay, what can they change?",

Yan Wufang shook his head and said, "I don't know, but if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger?" There are two swords of the inner saint and the outer king, I will stay, at least when they wake up, I can fight for them a glimmer of life."

"Curator ......",

Chaochang's face changed.

Lu Hong said: "Why should the pavilion owner send it for them... Standing under a dangerous wall?",

Lu Hong wanted to say "send to death", but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words.

Yan Wufang said with his hands behind his back: "The sage said, 'Don't stand under the dangerous wall', and the sage also said, 'Where righteousness is, although thousands of people go to it', today, if the Heaven Swallowing Old Demon wants to set off a killing, the first thing he has to face is the double sword of the inner saint and the outer king and the wolf bow."

"Lu Hong Xiaoyou, you have a heavy trust, you can't stay here, leave quickly, and wait for future changes",

"Chaos, you take all the disciples in the hall and leave the Wu Clan with Lu Hong Xiaoyou, if there is a change later, please ask your little uncle to help me with an arrow, and after an arrow, you are not allowed to stay, everyone leaves the Northern Regions",

"Master", Chaochang's face changed suddenly.

"Needless to say, go away quickly",

Yan Wufang only flicked his sleeves, and a grand momentum flew out with the two of them, he turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the tall altar, his slightly thin figure looked so small under the altar, but so tough......