"Yes, Dharma Protector!"

When the man beside him heard this, his heart sank, and he immediately retreated and began to prepare for the blood sacrifice.

After the Demon Cultivator looked at it coldly, his gaze fell on the twenty-seven Demon Pillars.

"It's really unlucky, not long after I came here, I let a fool ruin things!"

He cursed angrily, and then knelt down towards the pillar.

"Forgive me, great God, for my sins, and when this is done, I will find the best sacrifice again and offer it to you!"

The whole person of the Demon Pillar Protector knelt, prostrate on the ground, his hands stretched out forward, and his whole head bowed, extremely pious and respectful.

It wasn't until after ten breaths that he slowly got up, and his pious gaze gradually returned to indifference at this moment.

Gu Changliu watched his actions, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then his gaze fell on a magic pillar that he was kneeling down to.

"Is there anything in there......

Gu Changliu said secretly in his heart.

It's a pity that he is too far away to perceive the situation of the magic pillar.

"Gu Changliu, if you do this now, just the two of us, I'm afraid we won't be able to serve here."

Beitangmo said at this time.

In this underground space, in addition to the Demon Cultivation Protector who was at the peak of the Spirit Body Realm, there were also fifty or sixty Demon Cultivators of the Spirit Body Realm.

Not to mention that there are hundreds of demon cultivators who have not reached the spirit body.

In Beitangmo's opinion, with the strength of the two of them alone, they couldn't handle the matter here.

Gu Changliu's eyes were deep, and he didn't answer immediately.

He has the ability to kill all the demon cultivators here, but he needs to pay a certain price.

"Forget it, no, Beitangmo will take care of things here anyway."

After thinking for a moment, Gu Changliu did not choose to make a move.

"Find a few opportunities to get out of here."

He transmitted the sound to the north of the Tang Mo.

Beitang Mo's silent eyes responded when he heard this.

"My lord, please, let us go, please!"

"Dad, mother, I'm afraid!"

"I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die!"

“……”

Suddenly, screams came from the passages in all directions.

Gu Changliu and Beitang Mo's eyes suddenly changed, and they immediately looked ahead.

"Don't be long-winded, don't go, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

An angry scolding was heard.

A moment later, I saw a demon cultivator appear in a passage, holding a thick iron chain in his hand, followed by hundreds of people walking out.

These men, women, and children, all chained, were all ragged, earth-colored, terrified, and their eyes full of despair.

They were chained, unable to break free or resist.

Almost all of them are mortals who have no cultivation, and only a few of them are slightly stronger, reaching the appearance of the second or third level of the mortal body realm.

Each of them had tears on their faces, looked desperate, and pleaded incessantly.

But every time he pleaded, he was only treated indifferently or scolded angrily.

Like this passage, among the countless passages around it, there are also mortals who are chained like this.

Soon, twenty or thirty thousand mortals were chained to an underground space.

The sounds of pleading, crying, roaring, and other desperate voices came from the mouths of these mortals, echoing in the underground space, filling with a sense of despair.

"Brute!"

At this moment, even if Beitang Mo was not as knowledgeable as Gu Changliu, he probably understood what was about to happen.

His fists clenched, his eyes blazing with rage, and green tendons appeared on his arms.

"It's all Terran! Why! Why do this kind of thing! ”

Beitang Mo was extremely angry, and roared in his heart.

The cold light in Gu Changliu's eyes surged, and the killing machine was pervasive!

In the passages in all directions, mortals were constantly being pulled out of this space roughly.

After a stick of incense, all the passages were closed, and there were 50,000 mortals gathered in this underground space.

The Demon Protector stood on top of the altar, his gaze looking downward.

"Start the sacrifice."

A moment later, he spoke like a bell.

All the demon cultivators knelt on the ground one by one with respectful, pious, and fanatical expressions.

A scepter appeared in the hand of the Demon Cultivator, and he knelt on the altar with both hands up. With a pious expression, he began to recite a sacrificial text in his mouth.

Beitangmo naturally didn't understand the meaning of the sacrificial text in his mouth, but Gu Changliu did.

The gist of it is to praise the demon god, show his loyalty, and his admiration for the demon god, hoping to get the favor of the demon god, and so on.

As the sacrificial text in his mouth came out, the twenty-seven Demon God Pillars around him burst into light, as if responding to his sacrificial text.

After a while, the chanting of the sacrificial text was finished, and the Demon Cultivator slowly got up.

He turned to look down and spoke coldly.

"Sacrifice!"

His voice rolled out, and a cry of pleading and despair erupted below.

"I don't want to die, don't kill me, I beg you!"

"You devils, if you do it to us mortals, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven!!

"I'm not reconciled, I will be a monk in the next life!"

"You slaughter mortals, I curse you, spurned by the gods, not tolerated by heaven, eternal life and eternal life shall not be reborn!!"

“……”

All kinds of desperate voices echoed and filled every corner!

Beitang Mo's eyes were red, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Hmph, lowly ants, what do you know, I am a person who is favored by God, and your life is the best gift I have given to God!"

"Give your lives for the sake of righteousness!"

The Demon Cultivator looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, looking crazy.

"Kill them!"

He gave an order, and when the demon cultivators around him heard this, they all raised their palms and fell towards those mortals.

"For your mother!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded!

Boom!

A demon cultivator's body suddenly exploded, and a figure rushed out furiously!

Bang bang bang!

A famous demon cultivator didn't have time to react, and was directly hit by a shadow, and exploded to death in an instant!

This rushing figure is none other than Beitang Mo!

Gu Changliu was about to make a move, when he saw Beitang Mo rushing out, a smile appeared on his face, and he immediately rushed out.

Those mortals all looked desperate, and when they heard the voice, they immediately looked up.

I only heard a scream, one after another.

Two figures rushed from a distance, constantly passing by the side of a famous demon cultivator.

And after they swept by, the bodies of those demon cultivators all exploded and died!

And the number of deaths is still increasing!

In just the blink of an eye, dozens of demon cultivators died tragically!

And many demon cultivators were all stunned at this moment, looking at the sudden scene very sluggishly.

The Demon Cultivator's face was cold, and he looked at the two figures that rushed out, and the killing intent in his eyes surged!

"It's the one who brought the waste!"

He immediately understood that the two people who appeared were only the two people that the man in the yellow robe had met!

I didn't expect the other party to follow here!

However, feeling the aura emanating from Gu Changliu and Beitang Mo, he stabilized in an instant.

"It turned out to be two little ghosts who haven't reached the spiritual realm, what are you still doing in a daze, kill them, and continue to sacrifice!"