As a group of spiritual cultivators who are prisoners under the stairs, they are not only energetic, but even gain a few pounds.

Compared with those demon cultivators who have lost a lot of weight because they are going around catching people, the state of this group of spiritual cultivators is not too good.

So much so that when a group of demon cultivators saw this group of spiritual cultivators, they all fell silent.

Looking at the demon clan who was also fat on the side, the demon cultivator's face was complicated.

If they hadn't known that the aura would be transformed by demonic qi, they would all suspect that this group of people had been cultivating behind their backs.

However, looking at the group of spiritual cultivators who were full of aura, the demon cultivators were a little happy.

The more aura they have, the more refined their cultivation will be when the time comes, and the faster they will naturally absorb it.

Thinking of this, the demon cultivator's face to the demon clan improved: "Brother, I'm sorry for you." ”

This spiritual state is so good, but it can't be separated from the serious and responsible demon clan who guards it.

Thinking of this, the demon cultivator patted the demon cultivator on the shoulder, his expression was a little grateful.

This thank you came inexplicably, but the demon monk still nodded: "You're welcome." ”

Soon, this group of demon clans and demon cultivators brought these tens of thousands of monks into the formation.

The hope of ascension is in front of him, and Zhao Xi in the shadows is not hiding, appearing above the formation in the open.

Seeing Zhao Xi, a group of monks from the Spirit Sect immediately became excited: "Sect Master! Help us! ”

"It's the Spirit Sect Master!"

"Sect Master Zhao, you came just in time!! Hurry up ......"

“……”

When the mentally depressed monk saw Zhao Xi, it was as if he had seen a savior, and they all stood up.

These monks are naturally not as lucky as the part of the monks in the Ming Ying Guan, they don't believe in the demons, and they are-for-tat with the demons, thinking that the demon cultivators and the demons are a nest.

So for the demons' overtures, naturally I didn't pay attention to them.

Compared with the vigilant Fu Miao and his party, they were naturally very excited when they saw Zhao Xi, and they didn't suspect anything strange about Zhao Xi's appearance at all.

The righteous path is not without Mahayana monks, but they are all ancestors of the sect.

No one has risen in the past 10,000 years, and a lot of them have died, but there are still a few old monsters still alive.

Obviously, even the monks of the Mahayana period did not break through the encirclement of the demon clan to save people, and a Zhao Xi of the Tribulation Period appeared here, so abnormal, but they didn't care at all.

Of course, not everyone thinks so.

Mingying, who was wrapped in a black cloak, stood beside Fu Miao, looked at Zhao Xi in the sky, and sighed, "It's finally here." ”

The vigilant Fu Miao frowned: "How could Sect Master Zhao appear here?" ”

"Or because of what?" Ming Ying opened her mouth, and just as she wanted to say something, Zhao Xi in mid-air spoke first.

"Don't worry, I'm already a Mahayana monk, and I can save everyone as long as I ascend."

"But before that, I need a favor."

The words fell, and the demons and demon cultivators around Lingxiu all disappeared.

The demon clan and demon cultivator who had evacuated the formation returned to the Demon Emperor and Zhao Xi, and the two sides stood opposite each other.

"What Ascension?"

"What? Sect Master Zhao is already in the Mahayana period?! ”

"How can we help?"

“……”

In the noisy voice, Zhao Xi looked at the Demon Emperor opposite, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked: "It's very simple, dedicate your cultivation." ”

After speaking, a red mist suddenly appeared on the originally quiet ground.

The monks in the formation were entangled like maggots attached to the red mist, mercilessly sucking their cultivation.

There's something I don't understand right now.

The person with advanced cultivation immediately struggled, but soon found that the spiritual power he had beaten out was easily devoured.

Not only that, but there are more and more red mist that haunts you.

Feeling the pure power injected into his body, Zhao Xi's expression became more and more excited.

"Hahaha, power, a lot of power......"

"Faster, faster......"

Zhao Xi was extremely excited, but the next moment, a group of spiritual cultivators with those weapons suddenly rushed out of the red mist—it was Fu Miao who took back the mist.

Seeing someone rushing out, Zhao Xi was a little surprised, and immediately instructed the demon cultivator to move: "Beat them back." ”

Seeing Fu Miao and them being directly beaten back into the formation, Zhao Xi sneered: "Even if there is a way to hide the weapon, it is impossible for me to be my opponent." ”

"Sect Master Zhao is really well prepared." Now the Demon Emperor on the other side sighed.

Zhao Xi laughed: "This is all thanks to Lord Demon Emperor, if it weren't for your cooperation with me, I wouldn't have been able to grasp so many spiritual cultivators and open the Ten Thousand Souls Refining God Array." ”

Just smiling and smiling, Zhao Xi's smile gradually disappeared.

The force that had been steadily fed into the body suddenly decreased, or even decreased.

The red mist in the Ten Thousand Souls Refining God Array unusually disappeared little by little, revealing the people in the formation.

Ye Qingshi, who was holding the array disk, revealed his figure, and the light shield supported by the array disk in his hand protected the ten thousand monks steadily.

The moment he figured out that array, Zhao Xi's face changed drastically: "How can you have this ......?"

Wasn't that array called "Breaking Delusion" lost a long time ago? Why does it appear in the hands of a meta-infancy?

Without waiting for Zhao Xi to say anything, tens of thousands of monks broke away from the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Array under the protection of "Breaking Delusion" and attacked him.

All kinds of colored spiritual arts and sword qi attacked Zhao Xi directly.

Zhao Xi raised his hand and easily blocked these attacks, but seeing this group of people break away from the formation, the result beyond their expectations made him angry: "Do you think you can escape from here?" ”

Xue Jincheng, who was hidden in the crowd, stood up: "When did we say we were going to run away?" ”

As the words fell, one breath after another suddenly appeared around the originally quiet surroundings.

The sword venerable of Tibetan Sword Mountain, the sect master of the Hehuan Sect, and the master of the Ethereal Gate...... The backbone of the immortal cultivation realm all appeared around, and Zhao Xi even felt several forces stronger than him.

He is now in the Mahayana period, and those who are stronger than him are naturally only those old monsters in the immortal cultivation world, those Mahayana spiritual cultivators whose longevity is approaching.

！ How is this possible, who can mobilize so many people?!

Now, Zhao Xi naturally knows that his identity has been exposed.

But what is there to fear from a few Mahayana monks, after all, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Domain is his ally.

Looking at the group of monks who stood up, Zhao Xi smiled arrogantly: "Are you here to participate in my ascension ceremony?" ”

The head of Zangjian Mountain was glared at by the angry blowing of his beard: "Zhao Xi, you dare to say such things!" ”

"What's embarrassing to say?" Zhao Ximan didn't care: "I have formed an alliance with the Demon Emperor, plus him, which of you is me-"

"That ......" Zhao Xi's words were interrupted by a sudden voice.

A cloaked figure suddenly stood out from the crowd of the demon clan, the other party raised his hand, and his voice sounded extremely innocent: "I'm sorry, Sect Master Zhao, my Demon Emperor is not allied with you." ”

Ming Ying, who walked to Wangchen's side, took off his mask and revealed his face.

In an instant, the people around him took a breath of cold air.