But if the life and death of Pilitang is at stake, we have no choice but to disturb them.
The formation for summoning the ancestor was activated, and they also hid in the formation.
Mo Ze has inherited the dragon clan's legacy, so this formation cannot stop him.
He broke the formation directly.
"Ah! He's coming in!"
"Help! I don't want to die yet!"
"Everyone, release the demon slaves and resist him!" someone shouted.
Then countless demon slaves were released from the spirit beast bag. Countless demon slaves, some in beast form and some in human form, were released in a daze with fear and exhaustion on their faces.
"Hurry, kill him!" their master pointed at Mo Ze.
They were stunned. This was their fellow tribesman, yet he was so powerful.
All the monsters were filled with envy. If only they were that powerful, they wouldn't be tortured to the point of being worse than death.
They were the first to go into battle, and when they got angry, they were beaten and scolded. Even the pretty ones in human form were forced to be furnace tripods.
They wanted to resist, but they had a contract and couldn't win, so they couldn't resist at all.
Seeing the powerful Mo Ze, they began to feel hope.
"What are you standing there for? Do you want to die?" Their master was angry.
Then the contract deep within their souls punished them.
"Ah!" The demon slaves screamed.
Mo Ze's face looked ugly. Although he was a half-human and half-demon, he was treated the same as the demons. He felt a sense of sympathy.
Mo Ze became even angrier when his fellow tribesmen were bullied in front of him.
He directly broke the contract deep in the demon slaves' souls, and then injected spiritual power into their bodies.
The power of the dragon's bloodline made them instantly powerful, and some even awakened their ancient bloodline.
"Roar, roar, roar!" Countless roars came from them.
They turned around ferociously and bit their masters.
"How dare you!" their master cried out in fear.
Some were bitten to death by their own demon slaves, some died together with their demon slaves, and some with higher cultivation levels killed their demon slaves.
It's a mess.
I originally wanted to release the demon slave to save my life and hold Mo Ze back, but I never expected that I would end up making things worse.
Mo Ze directly killed the one with higher cultivation level.
Just when the monks were about to be killed, a terrifying pressure suddenly appeared.
"How dare you, you bastard!"
"Ancestor!"
"The ancestor has come out of seclusion, we are saved!" The living people cried with joy.
A huge hand appeared in the sky and stretched out to grab a group of demon slaves. Mo Ze drew his sword and directly broke the hand, protecting the group of demon slaves.
The ancestor was shocked that this demon slave was so powerful.
A black figure rushed towards Mo Ze so quickly that it was impossible to see clearly.
Mo Ze attacked him directly with a palm strike.
Just when the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall were full of hope, they saw their ancestor scream and fly out.
They were stunned and couldn't believe it.
The ancestor actually lost in just one move. How powerful is this demon slave?
The old ancestor retreated dozens of steps, spat out a mouthful of blood, his breathing became unstable, and his cultivation level rapidly declined.
He kept regressing from the Nascent Soul Great Perfection.
His Nascent Soul was shattered.
My cultivation level keeps regressing.
He looked at Mo Ze with fear on his face.
Who is he? How can a demon slave be so powerful?
He had never seen such a terrifying demon slave.
Even the ancestors of other families could not destroy his Nascent Soul in one move.
"Who are you? Do you know why you want to destroy my Thunderbolt Hall?" The old ancestor asked fearfully and puzzled.
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