"But……"

Pei Yun was still a little unwilling.

No demon can endure being called a dog.

Although on paper they belong to the Demon Lord, and there is nothing wrong with saying so, no one has ever dared to curse them directly to their face.

Tolerable or unbearable.

The Demon Lord gave him a cold look.

Pei Yun fell silent instantly.

In their demon clan, the words of the Demon Lord are comparable to imperial decrees.

If there is anyone who is not afraid of death and dares to say one more word, the Demon Lord doesn't mind making the other person shut up physically.

Pei Yun didn't want to leave this beautiful world for the time being, so he wisely shut up.

The teams of cultivators and demons were clearly separated. Across the gap, the Demon Lord looked in the direction of Taiyi Sect from afar. After his spiritual sense touched the chaos, he drew an arc with dissatisfaction.

It's not time yet.

Although Gu Xia remained expressionless, he also noticed this.

Grass.

Sometimes I really want to pry open the Demon Lord's brain to see what he is thinking.

You like to be a riddle teller just because you have a high level of cultivation, right?

If she keeps them worried and guessing, then why would she continue to practice swordplay?

I might as well change my major and learn fortune-telling.

Of course this is a joke.

After all, who doesn’t have the dream of becoming a swordsman?

And those powerful people who rushed over also wanted to call the police at this moment.

They felt sick the moment they recognized the Demon Lord.

"What do you mean? We fight the Demon Lord?" Are you sure you're not going to die?

Who came up with this wicked idea? It's so damn wicked.

The monks cut to the chase and briefly explained the whole thing to them.

People who practice Taoism believe in the cycle of cause and effect, not to mention that this is a life-saving grace. Even though those powerful people looked unhappy, they had to hold their noses and choose to clean up the mess for their descendants.

Sometimes it's really helpless to be alone in seclusion.

Even at such an old age, I still have to come out and clean up the mess for these guys.

They frowned and looked at Gu Xia, the disciple who was said to have saved their descendants from the hands of the Demon King. But no matter how you look at it, she is just a teenager. How could she have such great abilities?

"We can help." After all, they owed him a favor, so no matter how much they complained in their hearts, a powerful man still spoke up, "But don't hold your hopes too high."

He glanced at the demon on the opposite side, "That is the Demon Lord after all."

"Except for your sect master, there is no one of this level in the current cultivation world. The best we can do is to intercept those powerful demons."

Of course, there are also strong ones in the demon clan, and their strength should not be underestimated. Now that things have come to this point and the Demon Lord has appeared, there is naturally no need for them to continue hiding.

Different from those who turned to magic cultivation in the later period and those who relied on unorthodox means to advance to the next level, their realm was real, and they were all a group of old guys who had lived for who knows how many years.

If they are not stopped, it will be a huge disaster for the cultivation world.

But the bigger trouble lies with the Demon Lord.

Gu Xia nodded obediently. She was aware of this, so she was very nice to those powerful people who were willing to help.

Xu Xingmu frequently turned back to look in the direction of the sect and pulled at her clothes, "Junior Sister, the elders..."

Although his voice was low, the powerful ones still heard it. They also noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky above Taiyi Sect. "Your sect has problems. You need to find someone to contact them as soon as possible."

Gu Xia was thinking this, "I'll go."

The next second, the Demon Lord turned his head and his cold voice came into his ears.

"You guys, are you guys pretending that I don't exist?"

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