After saying goodbye to Master Jiu and others, Liang Bo immediately set off and flew south alone. He found a remote cliff among the 100,000 mountains in Jingzhou and began to practice in seclusion.

The first thing to do is to break through the physical refining cultivation level. In this regard, he can be said to have suffered a great loss. When he fought with Mr. Qing last time, if his physical refining cultivation level had already broken through to the heavenly level, he would still be injured in subsequent battles, but his injury would never be so great.

So this time, Liang Bo decided to put the improvement of his body cultivation to the top.

After modifying the proficiency of "Starry Body Refining Art" to the full level, Liang Bo began to use his skills. Suddenly, wisps of starlight hang down from the nine heavens like vortexes, surrounding Liang Bo's body, and began to cleanse his flesh shell over and over again.

This process did not last long, because Liang Bo's physical refining cultivation had already reached the limit of the earth level. Now, just by pursuing the exercises a little, he quickly broke the diaphragm.

"Boom!" Suddenly, the intensity of the starlight immediately increased, from the original strands, it turned into a waterfall and poured into Liang Bo's flesh shell.

Liang Bo clearly felt that his body was constantly tempered by the starlight and rapidly strengthened. As time went by, his muscles and bones gradually became crystal clear, like gems, and a faint starlight radiated from it.

During this process, Liang Bo was still using his own divine thoughts to control the starlight to continuously cleanse the flesh shells, so that those places that are not easy to temper can also be tempered by star power.

Not only that, because his internal energy cultivation has broken through to the Tianyuan Realm, his sea of ​​consciousness has been opened up, and his mental power has also transformed into divine thoughts, so he can bear much more star power than ordinary people.

Endless star power surrounded Liang Bo's body, wrapping him layer by layer, as if condensed into a cocoon, burying him completely inside, and his body was also rapidly transforming.

The early stage of the Heavenly Level, the middle stage of the Heavenly Level, the late stage of the Heavenly Level...

Three days later, the cocoon broke open, and a young man who looked only eleven or eleven years old jumped out of it. His body was as crystal clear as a gem, emitting a dazzling light.

Then, the light completely disappeared, and a faint pressure emanated from his body.

"What a pity, I'm just one step away from breaking through to the peak of the Heavenly Level!" Liang Bo felt a little regretful, but it was very good to be able to break through to the late stage of the Heavenly Level in one fell swoop, at least the expected goal has been achieved.

"The cultivation level of body refining is broken, then it will be the turn to absorb the Jiuzhou Cauldron. I hope it will not disappoint me!" Liang Bo sat down again, took out the Jiuzhou Cauldron obtained from Master Qiu Guan, put it in his palm, and then said in his mind: "Start to merge!"

Suddenly, a burning heat began to flow into his whole body with his palms, and his skill points were also rising rapidly.

36500,36600,36700…

Soon, the total number of skill points exceeded 40,000 and continued to improve. This state will last for more than three months, and during this period, the external battle situation also took a sharp turn.

On the tenth day after Liang Bo's retreat, the demon clan launched a large-scale attack on Zhenlongsai. After using the formation to deal with the demon clan for ten days, he had to give up the Longsai clan and began to shrink his strength on a large scale.

In this process, many human warriors fell into the siege of the demon army because they did not retreat in time.

However, in the face of such a dilemma, these people made different choices.

...

Anli Mansion, three thousand miles north of the north, is in a forest.

"Master Xiong, what should we do now? We are completely surrounded by the demon clan!" Zhou Ming, who is not tall, stood behind a big tree, looking vigilantly at the demon clan opposite him while asking Liu Xiong beside him.

In this battle, Liu Xiong had received the order to retreat early, and was a group of people who retreated earlier among the human warriors. After all, his father, Venerable Jiufeng, had already died in the battlefield, so the top leaders of the human race naturally did not want to see Liu Xiong also fall into the hands of the demon race.

However, on the way back, Liu Xiong and his team were trapped in the siege of the demon clan for some reason. They stumbled and broke through here all the way, but still failed to break through the siege.

Now there are only about twenty people left, while there are at least hundreds of demon clans on the periphery; in addition, basically all of the human clans are injured, so it is basically impossible for them to break out.

"I..." Liu Xiong held the long sword in his hand and just spoke a word, but then he didn't know what to say.

These people present were all subordinates of his father. Although his father died in battle, these people did not abandon him because of this. Instead, they continued to surround him like serving Venerable Jiufeng, protecting him and covering his retreat.

If it weren't for the protection of these loyal and brave subordinates, he would have died in the battle halfway.

At this moment, almost all of these powerful men who had reached the Earth Yuan Realm were injured, but he, a warrior in the Human Yuan Realm, was not injured. This made him feel a little irritable.

"Hahahaha... As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are heroes, young masters, now that you have no hope of breaking through, why not just put down your weapons and surrender to our demon clan?" At this moment, a proud laugh came from the demon clan opposite. This sounded very familiar, as if you had heard it often.

"Huh?" Liu Xiong quickly looked at the opposite side and saw a boy who looked only in his twenties looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Song Qian? It's you! Are you a spy from the demon clan?" Liu Xiong was shocked and then said angrily: "As a direct disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, have you actually betrayed the human clan?"

This young man is not someone else, but Song Qian, the direct disciple of the Zhenwu Sect.

"No, no..." Song Qian raised a finger in front of him and shook it, saying, "Young Master, you are wrong. I have not betrayed the human race, because I am a demon race myself!"

"Are you a demon clan? No, this is impossible! If you are a demon clan, how could you hide it from all the venerables?" Liu Xiong looked disbelief.

This Song Qian is a direct disciple of the Zhenwu Sect. If he were a demon clan, how could the several venerables of the Zhenwu Sect not see through his identity?

Song Qian shook his head and said, "When I was born, the demonic aura on my body was very weak. Later, Lord Demon God personally washed away the remaining demonic aura on my body. Even the powerful man in the heavenly level could not tell my identity as a demon clan. Although I have been practicing in the Zhenwu Sect over the years, I always remember that I am a demon clan."

"So that's it! So that's it, I was surrounded by the demon clan this time, and you were also informing me?" Liu Xiong immediately reacted. No wonder he had always felt that Song Qian's behavior was a bit weird over the years, and it turned out that it all came from it; and the reason why he was surrounded by the demon clan this time was probably related to Song Qian.

"It seems that you are not too stupid!" Song Qian smiled and said, "Okay, let's talk nonsense. At this moment, I believe you can see that you have no way to escape! And, even if you escape back to Zhenwu City, what can you do? Now that your human race is in a desperate situation, our demon race will rule the entire world again, and the glory of the demon race will be restored again!"

Before Liu Xiong could answer, Zhou Ming sneered, "You are here to bewitch people's hearts. Our human race used to be slaves to your demon race, but now our human race has already stood up, so it is impossible for us to kneel down again! If you want us to surrender, dream!"

Song Qian kept a smile on his face, not caring about Zhou Ming's words at all, but looked at Liu Xiong and quietly waited for his answer.

"I...I..." Liu Xiong's words were a little stuttering, his face changed rapidly, and it seemed like he could not make a decision.

Zhou Ming's face changed when he saw this. Who is Venerable Jiufeng? He has been killing the demon clan all his life. It can be said that among the seven Venerables of the Tianyuan Realm of Zhenwu Sect, in terms of his attitude towards the demon clan, Venerable Jiufeng is the most radical one.

It is precisely because his attitude is the most radical and his methods against the demon clan are the most violent, so the demon clan has long hated Venerable Jiufeng to the core.

Now that Venerable Jiufeng died in the hands of Mr. Qing, if his descendant Liu Xiong chose to surrender to the demon clan, it would be a great humiliation. Venerable Jiufeng would probably be so angry that he would come back to life?

Zhou Ming quickly whispered: "Young Master, don't forget that the Venerable died at the hands of the demon clan. He has always regarded killing the demon clan and protecting our human clan as his mission. You must not discredit the Venerable!"

As soon as these words were said, Liu Xiong's expression did not become firm, but instead hesitated even more.

Song Qian smiled and advised, "Young Master, you have to think clearly. The so-called reputation is all false, and your life is the most important thing. If you don't even have a life, then what's the use of having a good reputation? What's more, your human race is about to be defeated, and then the whole world will fall into the hands of my demon race.

As the saying goes, success, king, defeat, bandit, as long as our demon clan successfully seizes this world, then your human race will be the losers who go against the will of heaven! Even if you choose to die in battle, who can remember you in the future? So I think Mr. Xiong, you should think more about your life."

While talking, Song Qian's eyes showed a hint of disdain.

Regarding Liu Xiong, he had already seen this person through it. He was just a playboy with a noble background but had long been spoiled. Compared with the so-called reputation, this person cared more about his own life. If he could not see anything in a peaceful and prosperous era, his nature would be exposed when he was in such a moment of life and death.

Song Qian felt that as long as Liu Xiong was not stupid, he would definitely make the "correct" choice.

Sure enough, after only a moment of hesitation, Liu Xiong said to Zhou Ming in a hoarse voice: "Senior Brother Zhou, please rest assured, my father died at the hands of the demon clan, and my enemies with the demon clan are as deep as the sea. It is impossible for me to surrender to the demon clan."

However, while speaking, he secretly asked Song Qian: "If I surrender, what will your demon clan do to me?"

Song Qian immediately smiled on his face when he heard this. Liu Xiong did not disappoint him. Although this person was not capable, he was the descendant of Venerable Jiufeng after all. If he could successfully persuade him to surrender, it would be very helpful for disintegrating the fighting spirit of the human race.

After all, even the descendants of Jurgen Jufeng, who was most determined to resist the demon clan, chose to surrender to the demon clan. Doesn’t this mean that the human clan is in a desperate situation? So do other human clan warriors still have the idea of ​​resisting?

So Song Qian immediately sent a message to Liu Xiong: "Don't worry, if the young master is willing to surrender to my demon clan, my demon clan will definitely treat the young master well and will not let the young master suffer losses. Specifically, after the war is over, our demon clan is not going to completely destroy the human race, but is going to draw a large area of ​​territory in the south and build ten big cities for your human race to live in.

If you are willing to surrender, you can serve as the lord of one of the big cities. All the human races in the city will be handed over to the yang. What does the yang think?"

"City Lord?" Liu Xiong immediately realized that the demon clan wanted to raise the human race? Just like they did ten thousand years ago, treating humans as the blood food of the demon clan? And the city lord should be equivalent to the "shepherd" of the demon clan?

but……

"What does this have to do with me?" Liu Xiong didn't care at all, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he can still live, what can he do even if he is a "shepherd" for the demon clan? At that time, he is in power and may be able to live a more satisfactory life than he is now!

"Puff!" Unfortunately, just as Liu Xiong was about to continue his voice-transmitting conversation with Song Qian, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his chest. When he looked down, a long black sword passed through his chest, and a large amount of blood was flowing; and the handle of the long sword was holding in Zhou Ming's hand.

"You..." Liu Xiong looked at Zhou Ming in disbelief.

Zhou Ming sighed and said, "Young Master, at this point, we have no way to survive. In order not to let the Venerable's reputation be stained with stains after his death, I, Zhou Ming, can only let me down. "I, Xiao Ming, have no choice but to be, Xiao Ming." Then, an internal force was released, directly shattering Liu Xiong's heart.

"Will I die here?" Liu Xiong's face showed unwillingness, but his eyes gradually lost their luster, his whole body fell into boundless darkness, and his body was also falling down powerlessly.

"Kill!" Zhou Ming shouted loudly and rushed towards the demon clan with other human warriors.

"Oh, it's a pity!" When Song Qian saw it, he suddenly felt a pity. But now that things have come to this, he can only give up his original plan. With a wave of his hand, a large number of powerful demon clans rushed up immediately.

The battle lasted only for a moment and it was over. More than a dozen human warriors were killed in battle, and none of them chose to surrender.

After seeing this scene, Song Qian's face turned gloomy. If all the human warriors resisted as resolutely as these people, can the demon race really conquer the human race? Even if it can, how much price will it cost to achieve it?
Chapter completed!