Mrs. Ganoderma lucidum, Xiaoyuer's mother, that beautiful mermaid.

With the appearance of Mrs. Ganoderma, all the demon cultivators present, regardless of gender, age, felt their eyes lit up, as if they had seen the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"This person must be Mrs. Ganoderma, one of the most mysterious people in our world."

"Yes, it is said that Mrs. Ganoderma is extremely beautiful, but she has never been invisible all year round, so there are not many people who have truly seen her true face."

"Today I can see Mrs. Ganoderma lucidum's beauty, I have no regrets of death."

A series of praise from the bottom of my heart sounded, and the eyes of the many male demon cultivators in the Demon City looked at Mrs. Lingzhi even more enthusiastic.

Mrs. Ganoderma naturally ignored the thoughts of these people. At this moment, her eyes were just on the red figure, the human cultivator and the prophet.

"Prophet, I haven't seen you for hundreds of thousands of years, so I'm fine." Mrs. Lingzhi said lightly, her voice was still crisp and gentle, as pleasant as the tinkling stream of water. However, the few people present could hear a hint of hatred in Mrs. Lingzhi's words.

"Madam Lingzhi, I didn't expect that you would really help me!" The prophet's old voice was a bit vicissitudes: "I used to plot against you and your husband. If it weren't for me, your husband wouldn't have left you."

"The hatred of killing your husband is irreconcilable!" Mrs. Lingzhi said lightly, and a cold light appeared in her agile eyes.

But the next moment, this cold light was hidden deep in his eyes by him.

"Today, I won't attack you!" said Mrs. Lingzhi.

The prophet sighed, nodded and hugged his fists at Mrs. Lingzhi, and said sincerely: "Mrs. Lingzhi is very wise and I admire it. When the disaster is eliminated today, I should give Mrs. Lingzhi an explanation."

Mrs. Ganoderma looked at the prophet deeply, as if she wanted to see through the prophet completely.

After a few breaths, Mrs. Ganoderma sighed: "I always thought you were a sinister villain, but I didn't expect that you also have such a side."

"Because, I am a demon clan." The prophet sighed: "I have been here for so many years to protect this place."

Mrs. Lingzhi nodded and said softly: "Today we join forces with you, just because I am also a demon clan! The grudge between you and me is a day of free reconciliation."

"Madam Ganoderma lucidum is righteous!" A sincere smile appeared on the prophet's face.

"I said you two are over!" At this moment, a sneer rang out: "Don't forget the conditions you had negotiated before."

Hearing this person's words, Mrs. Ganoderma lucidum and the prophet both looked shaking, but she didn't speak, just nodded silently.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be with the guardians of this world. If this matter is passed back to the demons, how can those old guys tolerate you?" The red figure suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter was filled with endless ridicule and anger.

"Who else will know these things if you kill your soul?" The human cultivator said with a serious look on his face: "They asked me to stop you from killing, and I will use their power to kill you, just a win-win situation."

"Do you know that you are betraying the demon clan. You are the dignified Blood Demon Lord. How can you join the demon clan in conjunction with the demon clan?" The red figure shouted sternly.

"Blood Demon Lord? Hahaha, only I, who is united with spirit and flesh, is the real Blood Demon Lord. At this moment, I am just a soul." The human cultivator laughed: "When I take back my body, I will be the Blood Demon Lord. At that time, I will naturally destroy this world and completely slaughter all the creatures here!"

As he spoke, there was an extremely terrifying evil aura on his body, which made all the demon cultivators present tremble in fear.

"Senior, since his purpose is to destroy this world, why should he help him?" Ang Bin looked at the prophet with a pale face and asked with disappointment.

He originally thought that the prophet was devoted to the demon clan, but he did not expect that he would also help the evil.

Not only Ang Bin, but also many demon cultivators in the Demon City looked at the Prophet and Lady Lingzhi with a look of suspicion. It was obvious that they also had many doubts in their hearts.

"Hahaha, a bunch of idiots, they helped me just to get time to escape for you!" The human cultivator said mockingly: "These two guys are not strong enough, so they are not the opponent of that guy. And I just need to use these two guys to deal with him."

"The flying sword in that guy's hand is the most powerful treasure of the Lord in the past. With the flying sword in hand, it will be difficult for me to take him down. If it weren't for this, I would rather crush all of you disgusting crawlers in person!"

Hearing the voice of the human cultivator, the whole room was silent. The demon cultivators who had previously looked at the prophet and Lady Ganoderma with suspicious eyes all lowered their heads with guilt.

"Senior, I was wrong!" Ang Bin gave a long salute to the prophet and said with shame.

"It's okay!" The prophet waved his hand: "Since everyone knows the purpose of Mrs. Lingzhi, now, while the three of us entangled this person, hurry up and take the people from the Demon City away from the Demon City."

"Leave the Demon City? But where can we go?" Ang Bin shook his head and said, "From the current situation, even if the two seniors helped this person to regain their bodies, they would have only become a stronger existence. At that time, we still had a dead end."

Hearing Ang Bin's words, the demon cultivators below sighed dejectedly, their eyes full of helplessness.

"No, you still have a way out!" The prophet said seriously: "Go to the Western grassland, there is a demon ancestor sealed there, and the sword bone in your hand is the key to breaking that seal!"

"The ancestor of the demon clan is sealed?" Ang Bin looked up, his eyes full of disbelief.

Originally, the sealed ancestor of the demon clan he had previously pointed to Huang Hao was the one in the altar of the city lord's mansion, but now it seems that this is just a lie compiled by this demon. Unexpectedly, the prophet pointed out at this moment that there was such a person, so how could Ang Bin not be happy?

"Yes!" said the prophet: "It is precisely because of this that I and Mrs. Ganoderma are willing to cooperate with this devil, and also want to buy you a certain amount of time and a glimmer of vitality!"

"Ang Bin, remember, you must protect the sword bones in your hand. When you are desperate, give him the person you trust the most!" The prophet said seriously.

Just as the two were talking, the human cultivator on the other side had already fought with the red figure. Because of the advantage of the flying sword, the red figure obviously had the upper hand and almost suppressed the human cultivator to fight.

"You two are just here to help! If I die, don't try to buy any time for these ants-like things." The human cultivator shouted angrily.

"Ang Bin, hurry up and go to the Western grassland, where is your last chance!" The prophet spoke solemnly.

"Senior, I will never forget you!" Ang Bin nodded solemnly, turned around and turned into a terrifying geek, flying towards the west.

Seeing this, the rest of the Ang family followed in the direction of Ang Bin leaving.

When the demon cultivators in the demon city saw the Ang family heading towards the West, they rushed out of the demon city, turning into a torrent, flowing towards the West.

Maybe they are not afraid of death, but if they have the chance to live, no one will be willing to die.

"Prophet, since you are so powerful, why didn't you take action when the demon killed my father?" At this moment, a sad and angry voice sounded, but the young city lord Long Xiao asked the prophet in the sky.

The prophet glanced at Long Xiao indifferently and said lightly: "Your father's death is to prove the power of the devil to this guy, and force him to agree to join forces with us."

"So, my father is just a victim!" Long Xiaohan shouted and cursed, his expression on his face was very strange, but he didn't know if he was crying or laughing.

"If you think so, that's it. Go to the Western grasslands and don't let your father die in vain." After saying that, the prophet ignored Long Xiao and turned toward both sides in the battle.

Mrs. Ganoderma was immediately following, forming an angle with the human practitioner and the prophet, and began to attack the red voice frantically.

For a moment, the battle between the two sides actually entered a stalemate.

"Blood Demon Lord, if you take over the Lord of White Bone City, how could you have only this strength?" Mrs. Lingzhi rebuked coldly: "If you want to take back your body, why don't you try your best!"

As a result, the battle became even more intense, and four figures flew up and down the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed, and the aftermath of the battle completely destroyed the already empty demon city into ruins.

However, the battle was still very stalemate and there was no intention of stopping.

...

On Fuhu Mountain, the door of the study room that had been closed for many days suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Hao, who had returned to his heyday, walked out of it with great energy.

With Huang Hao's appearance, several figures approached quickly and came to Huang Hao.

"Brother Brook, it's nine days, you've finally come out of seclusion." Dugu Qingtian said with a serious expression: "If you don't come out of seclusion, we have to find a way to wake you up from seclusion."

Huang Hao was stunned and looked puzzled: "Brother Dugu, what's wrong? Why are you so anxious?"

Dugu Qingtian had a gloomy face and spoke extremely sternly: "There is an accident in the Demon City."

"What's the matter?" Huang Hao's face suddenly became serious.

At this moment, Dugu Qingtian told Huang Hao about the information he heard about the Demon City.

After hearing this, Huang Hao's expression became extremely serious. However, when he heard that Ang Bin and others had left the Demon City, his frown couldn't help but relax a little.

"Brother Brook, what should we do next?" Dugu Qingtian said: "Brothers are waiting for you to make a decision!"
Chapter completed!