In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

In the large formation in Luohun Mountain, Leng Yue and Lu Yuan stood side by side, observing the battle between the three monks and the ancient demon above through the Yin Qi.

In front of them, a tripod about ten feet high was suspended in the air. The cauldron was constantly swallowing bursts of colorful aura, and there were ten or twenty looming transparent light filaments in it. Except for the two that were pulling Lu Yuan and Leng Yue respectively, the others all shot out in all directions and were submerged into the array.

Because each formation had already arranged for people to guard it, the extra Leng Yue was sent to guard the soul-suppressing cauldron.

In fact, under the original arrangement, this cauldron did not need to be guarded at all. Because around the soul-suppressing cauldron, there are three formation eyes in a triangle shape, protecting it within it.

The monks who are in charge of these three formations are extremely powerful. One is Long Han, the other is the old monster Tianhen, and there is a monk from the Righteous Alliance whose cultivation is also at its peak in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

At this time, the fighting on the main battlefield in the middle of the formation was extremely fierce.

Zhiyang Shangren was a skinny old man. One was holding a divine sword, and the other was driving a 'Heaven-Splitting Sword'. These two acted as the main attackers, and they kept attacking the ancient demon with waves of terrifying attacks.

The momentum was so great that even Lu Yuan was moved by it. He believed that if he were in such a situation, he would never be able to sustain it for long.

Because the old demon Hehuan practiced magic skills, and several of his powerful treasures were related to magic weapons, he did not use them because he was worried that the ancient demon would seize them and use them.

They only assisted Zhiyang and the others to prevent the ancient demon from using its ghostly escape skills to sneak attacks.

However, the statue of a monster with a bull's head and a human body that he released earlier also played a lot of roles after it came back to life. Although it looks clumsy, it is extremely dexterous.

Not only is the Minotaur's skin rough and fleshy, but its long spear is extremely powerful, and it is currently the main force fighting ancient demons.

With its entanglement and the restraint of the Hehuan Old Demon, Zhiyang and the others can attack with all their strength with confidence.

This battle was fought in darkness, from the scorching sun, to sunset, to the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Under the hazy moonlight, while facing the three monks, the ancient demon was distracted from resisting the seductive power of the Naked Wedding Mountain. He gradually fell into a disadvantage, and his expression suddenly became gloomy.

"How is it possible that your souls are not affected?"

"This is a burial place we specially found for you, so we have naturally made preparations in advance!" The skinny old man laughed, and looking at the right moment, the Sky-Splitting Sword appeared ghostly on the ancient demon's head, and struck down with force!

The ancient demon's expression changed, and he did not dare to confront him forcefully. His body shook and brought out an afterimage, which suddenly disappeared from the place.

The current situation between Master Zhiyang and the skinny old man was frightening, and he became twelve points more vigilant. But with a quick sweep of his consciousness, he couldn't detect the other party's whereabouts at all.

"It's a good concealment method, but it's useless to me after being hit by the Blood Soul Curse!"

The old devil of Hehuan smiled coldly and pointed to an empty place with one hand. The Minotaur wielded its huge Changge and slashed through the air.

A strange scene appeared. In the seemingly deserted place, a black light flashed, and the ancient demon suddenly appeared there.

As soon as he appeared, he saw the phantom of Chang Ge, which was more than ten feet long, falling straight down. He couldn't help being slightly startled, and quickly raised the light blade in his hand to hold it.

But at this moment, Master Zhiyang took the opportunity to take action, and a bolt of Zhiyang's awe-inspiring sword energy pierced the ancient demon's head like lightning!

This time, Master Zhiyang's attack timing was perfect. Seeing the sword energy approaching, the ancient demon could not avoid it. He could only open his mouth with his eyebrows suddenly raised, and a ball of black and red magic flame blurted out, just in time with the sword energy.

There was a soft pop sound, and after a flash of flame sword energy, it turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared at the same time, just like water and fire.

Hidden in the formation, Lu Yuan's expression changed greatly. He also practiced magic skills, and he could feel that the sword struck by Master Zhiyang just now was no less effective in restraining magic skills than the evil-dispelling divine thunder! What kind of magic flame is this black and red flame? It's so powerful.

Similarly, Master Zhiyang and the old devil Hehuan looked at each other, and they were also surprised that this attack failed to achieve success.

The Ancient Demon on the other side was caught off guard by repeated blows, and his expression suddenly became gloomy.

"I didn't expect you guys to have put in a lot of effort to deal with me. In this case, I don't need to hide my clumsiness anymore. It's time for you to see the power of the Holy World's demonic skills!" After a moment of silence, the ferocious expression on the ancient demon's face appeared. Said with a smile.

Then he took a deep breath, and black demonic energy suddenly emerged from his body. At the same time, a strange "crack" and "crack" sound was heard from the joints of his body. Then his figure suddenly rose several feet, and the back of his neck and shoulders began to deform and bulge, as if something was about to jump out of his body.

Upon seeing this scene, the three monks immediately reacted, and naturally they would not tolerate the ancient demon calmly performing any powerful skills.

But the ancient demon didn't wait for the three monks to make a move. The black energy flickered and shot out instantly, escaping extremely fast.

"Over there!" Hehuan Laomo pointed somewhere.

As expected, the ancient demon changed its position again. After a while, there were waves of penetrating roars coming from the black air.

When the black energy dissipated, two more ferocious demon heads appeared on the left and right sides of the ancient demon's original head.

The expressions on the three heads are different, ferocious and cruel, furious and violent, greedy and cunning. It seems that they each have independent thoughts.

In addition, there are six magical arms that are as long as the knees on the front and back of the shoulders. The treasure wheel, command flag, light blade, small sword and other magic weapons were tightly grasped in his hands.

The ancient demon has completely turned into a three-headed and six-armed monster, and its state has reached the stage of becoming a god!

Seeing this terrifying sight that made people shudder, the three major monks felt shuddered in their hearts, but they were also Nascent Soul monks who had lived for countless years, so naturally they would not be frightened by this.

"Don't hide it, you two, use whatever means you have!" After the skinny old man said this, he was shocked, and tens of thousands of golden lights burst out, wrapping himself up.

In just the blink of an eye, his whole body seemed to be wearing a golden one-piece armor, leaving only his eyes exposed.

"Forget it!" Master Zhiyang's face condensed, his left hand recalled the divine sword hovering above his head, and his right hand continued to perform seals. With a flash of inspiration behind him, the sword scabbard flew out from his back, became about ten feet long, and landed in his right palm.

Then he closed it in the middle and inserted the hilt of the divine sword upside down into the scabbard, turning it into a large spear!

The old demon of Hehuan refused to lag behind, his pupils were blood red, and he could not see where his eyes were for a long time.

Obscure and incomprehensible spells continued to be uttered from his mouth, and the Minotaur holding a long sword in the distance seemed to be summoned and quickly flew to the side of the Acacia Old Demon.

Then a wave of demonic energy submerged the two of them, and waited until the demonic energy dissipated. The figure of the Albizia Old Demon disappeared, but the Minotaur let out a sinister roar.

"kill!"

The Minotaur took the lead and struck the ancient demon with a long sword.

"The old devil of Hehuan has become one with the statue!" Lu Yuan shrank his eyes and couldn't help but exclaimed.

At the same time, the skinny old man covered in golden armor grabbed the 'Heaven-Splitting Knife' in his hand, held the knife to the sky with both hands, and used the move 'Strike Huashan Mountain' against the ancient demon!

"Good guys, these two people are actually engaging in melee combat with the ancient demon!" Lu Yuan was stunned.

But what made him even more dumbfounded was that the figure of Master Zhiyang, who usually looked like an immortal, became blurred for a while. The next moment, he appeared below the ancient demon, holding the scabbard tightly with both hands, and stabbed the sword between the ancient demon's legs!

After the ancient demon showed his magical powers with three heads and six arms, he originally wanted to mock the three monks and pretend to be cool. But unexpectedly, the three monks each used their secret skills to strike first. Then his eyebrows stood up, and a cold snort came out.

The three heads suddenly turned slightly. The heads on the left and right sides looked at the minotaur that had been fused with the old devil Acacia, and the skinny old man covered in golden armor.

Four of the six arms were raised one after another, and the light blade and the small sword met the Minotaur's long sword. The treasure wheel spun around, turned into the size of a house, and hit the skinny old man.

The last one lowered his head, stared at Master Zhiyang fiercely, pointed the command flag in his hand, and burned away large swaths of demonic fire.

However, the ancient demon obviously underestimated the three monks. The Minotaur howled incessantly and waved the Chang Ge up and down. First it destroyed the light blade, and then the demon sword was also swept away by it.

The skinny old man was even more powerful. The Sky-Splitting Saber slashed through him, and the ancient demon's treasure wheel didn't even hold up when it came face-to-face. It was shattered by the roar of the Sky-Splitting Saber.

The ancient demon was so frightened that he quickly disappeared without caring about Master Zhiyang below. He put away his command flag and disappeared in an instant, hiding his figure.

"Fellow Daoist Hehuan, where is the ancient demon!" Master Zhiyang's body was filled with sword light, shattering the demonic fire and revealing his figure.

"Be careful!" The Minotaur possessed by the old demon of Hehuan did not answer. Instead, he picked up his long sword and slashed at Master Zhiyang.

Master Zhi Yang was stunned for a moment, but his expression immediately changed as he thought of something. Without saying a word, it suddenly turned into a white rainbow and shot away.

At this moment, several streaks of blood flashed away where he was standing, and then the ancient demon appeared a few feet below. Seeing the attack of the old devil of Hehuan, he rolled his eyes a few times and smiled sinisterly. His body swayed and turned into a black light that shot out far away and confronted the three monks.

This series of attacks by both sides seemed complicated, but in fact it was completed in a few breaths.

Lu Yuan and others who were watching the battle in the formation cursed in their hearts that the ancient demon was so cunning that he even thought of counterattacking Master Yang from below. If the Hehuan Old Demon hadn't sensed the ancient demon's location through the Blood Soul Curse, Master Zhiyang would have had to leave the Nascent Soul without dying this time!

And Zhiyang, who had already rushed to the side of Hehuan Laomo, was sweating profusely and had a look of fear on his face.

"The ancient demon's movement is too fast. Even if you can sense the position in advance, it will be difficult to severely damage him!" Long Han's serious words came from somewhere in the formation.

"How is your recovery, Fellow Daoist Lu? With your physical skills, if you can assist one or two, you can definitely turn the tide of the battle!" An old voice sounded from another place in the formation.

Lu Yuan Xun Sheng glanced over coldly. Although he couldn't see clearly who it was under the cover of Yin Qi, but from the sound of the voice, he knew it was the old monster who hated that day.

"God hates fellow Taoist for being so thoughtful, why don't you go? You have hurt fellow Taoist Zhiyang. It must have been so many years. With your magical powers so much enhanced, an ancient demon shouldn't be able to catch your eye."

"Although I have some abilities, I am far from being able to be on an equal footing with the great monks like fellow Taoists. Some of them are also powerless."

"Then shut your mouth and stop instigating others here!" Lu Yuan choked back. When he thought about the palace meeting, the old guy attacked himself intentionally or unintentionally, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

"You! For hundreds of years, no one in the south has dared to talk to me like this!"

"Hmph! Then you are lucky to have met Mr. Lu today!"

"Well, you surnamed Lu, do you really think that you are number one among the three great monks!" The roaring voice of the old monster Tianhen spread throughout the formation, and the other old monsters sitting at the center of the formation had different expressions. stand up.

"Two fellow Taoists, please don't cause trouble to Xiao Qiang at this time! We just need to fight steadily and maintain the formation. The ancient demon won't be able to hold on for long." Long Han saw that the situation was wrong and warned.

"Fellow Daoist Yilong, but after this incident, I really hope to learn from you, Daoist Lu, your magical power!" Old Monster Tianhen said.

After Lu Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but smile. First, Wei Wuya asked for a fight, and now Old Monster Tianhen is also clamoring to compete with him.

While Lu Yuan and others were bickering, the trapped ancient demon's figure spun around, and his whole body flashed with magic light. The black and purple magic light surged and rapidly expanded in all directions. In an instant, the Yin Qi nearby was dyed. A strange color.

The three monks were unprepared and were suddenly covered in a black-purple light curtain transformed by the magic light. However, these three people are so old, and as late-stage Nascent Soul monks, they naturally have their own methods of dealing with the enemy.

Immediately, the three of them suddenly gathered in the middle, forming a plum blossom-shaped defensive formation back to back, each attacking the light curtain one after another.

Sword energy, sword light, and Chang Ge's shadows shot out in a criss-cross pattern, easily cutting the black-purple light curtain into pieces.

Although this move dispersed the light curtain, black and purple magic light flashed nearby, but nothing seemed to happen.

In the formation, Lu Yuan's eyes flickered a few times and his brows furrowed. After a while, he finally noticed something was wrong when he paid attention, and his face suddenly darkened.

Against the background of the magic light, a faint silk thread appeared on each of the three monks. One end of the silk thread was submerged into the bodies of the three of them, while the other end was hidden downwards into the Luohun Mountain.

The source is naturally the soul-suppressing cauldron which is under heavy protection!

"So that's it, you have a rare treasure to protect you!" After the ancient demon said these words solemnly, his body suddenly fell and flew towards the top of Luohun Mountain.

"Stop him!" Zhiyang's expression changed and he shouted hurriedly.

The old devil Hehuan and the skinny old man also knew that the soul-suppressing cauldron could not be lost, so they immediately went straight to the ancient devil with Master Zhiyang.

When the ancient demon saw the three monks following him, he let out a strange and shrill scream. Then the magic light that had been scattered gathered in front of him, and a tall silhouette with three heads and six arms appeared.

The moment this phantom appeared, everyone including the three monks and Lu Yuan felt their spiritual energy stagnate, and felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts. It seemed that what he was facing was not a shadow, but a demon.

Fortunately, this feeling disappears as quickly as it comes. Everyone felt uncomfortable at that moment, but because of this, the three monks who were chasing the ancient demon were already wary, and they retreated far away to be on guard.

"It's the Dharma of the Holy Ancestor!" Lu Yuan, who was familiar with the original work, murmured gloomily.