There were constant wailing sounds coming from the horizon.

After a moment, Moshalu returned here.

In the small world it controls, the demon tiger clan who had just left was imprisoned.

The demons of the Demon Tiger clan had no idea what had happened.

It was not until Moshara threw them in front of the hellfire that he woke up from the shock.

Click!

The leader of the Demon Tiger broke a dead bone.

It stared blankly at the dry bones wearing the clothes of the Demon Sheep Clan leader, and its pupils suddenly contracted.

Sacrifice!

The Demon Sheep clan was actually sacrificed!

"No!"

The leader of the Demon Tiger Clan let out a desperate roar.

It didn't know why the pure-blooded demon sacrificed the Demon Sheep clan, but it already understood that the bad luck of the Demon Tiger clan would soon come.

Moshalu did not give the Demon Tiger clan more chances to beg.

With a flip of his palm, he started the second round of sacrifice.

Amid the howling, the demons of the Demon Tiger clan turned into flowing light and sank into the true spirit pillar.

After another trembling of the true spirit pillar, a new shoot grew.

The second true spirit pillar was born.

The human race below stared at the scene in front of him, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The Demon Sheep clan was sacrificed before, but they were still ecstatic and felt happy.

And at this time, more people were confused.

What exactly happened?

Why do the hell demons kill each other?

The tall old man suddenly looked at Han Yang.
Chapter completed!