I really want to be a cook

As early as a month ago, the people under him were transferred away one by one for various reasons, so that he was under siege, and now there is no one under his command.

In fact, with his current power in Demon Sect, no matter who wants to attack him, he will detect it in advance, it's just that he touches the truth far and near.

Someone had indeed reminded him that someone in the door was going to target him.

Qiye didn't care about this.

People against him have existed all the time from his debut to the present, if he has to investigate every one of them, it will only appear that he has a guilty conscience.

As long as he is strong enough, all targets will not appear.

He believed in only one thing from beginning to end, and that was the sword in his hand.

The so-called targeting is just the unwilling cry of the losers.

So he even took the initiative to cooperate and transferred some more people to leave.

After all, these days, it is not always possible to have the opportunity to kill one's own people.

He is not bloodthirsty.

On the contrary, he never kills indiscriminately, he only kills those who he thinks should be killed.

But some people have long displeased him, but they haven't reached the point of death, and the rules of the magic gate don't allow him to take action against these people.

If they just took advantage of this opportunity to jump out, he would feel happy instead, at least he wouldn't have to hesitate whether to kill them or not.

This is all learned from Wuxie.

Thinking of Jiang Ping, the corners of Qiye's mouth slightly curved.

Now he should be in the Nanyue Jianzong prestige, he likes this kind of excitement the most, because it can show his holiness in front of people and get countless attention.

Well, according to his words, that's called pretending, the coolest behavior in the world.

As for the people around him, they are nothing more than the local chicken Wagoer, adding some fun to his monotonous life.

Qiye took a step forward.

Whoa! !

Everyone took a step back in unison.

Obviously, they are still separated from Qiye by the height and distance of a city wall.

"Call your people behind the scenes to come out."

Qiye's tone was indifferent, as if the people below were not here to kill him, but came here to be sent by him.

"You, who do you think you are, dare to order us!"

The leader of the siege was a rough-faced and strong man, with a stern look and a soft voice.

He was holding a decapitated machete, very much like a young man in a folk hero story.

"Then you all die."

"what?"

Before everyone could react, they saw Qiye pacing in the air, walking into the void, and then dropped his palm.

Great blood magic hand!

This is one of the ten magic skills practiced by Qiye for the first time.

He has already used it to perfection.

As for the extreme bloodthirsty intention after Dacheng of the great blood master, to him, it is nothing but calm.

Five years ago, on Tianjian Peak, even Tianjian couldn't control his will; five years later, how strong his will should be now.

I saw a huge blood-colored palm print suddenly condensed, and then slammed into the crowd.

There was a bang, and the crowd under the palm prints simply turned into pureed meat.

However, this was not over yet. After the palm prints exploded, mixed with the blood of the dead, a bloodthirsty thought suddenly spread behind the crowd.

Even ordinary grand masters couldn't resist the bloodthirsty desire of Dacheng, let alone a group of miscellaneous soldiers like them.

Immediately, they who were still encircled just now turned their swords at the people beside them.

Their eyes were blood red and full of tyranny.

"Kill! Kill, kill!!!"

They swung their swords as if they wanted to kill all living things in sight.

ring ring ring!!!

At this moment, a pleasant bell sounded, like gurgling water, dry and light, making people unconsciously relax.

The bloodthirsty person below also seemed to be appeased, and slowly calmed down, and then he was hacked to death by his companion who was still in a panic.

Behind the crowd, under a willow tree, a tall man with a mask on his face appeared.

Sacred Heart Son!

In his hand was a small black-purple bell.

The soul-destroying bell, combined with the technique of the Sacred Heart, has the ability to steal the soul, and naturally it can appease the bloodthirsty thoughts caused by the great blood god's hand.

"Zhuang Li has met Lord Demon Lord Qiye."

The Son of the Sacred Heart, but not the Devil of the Sacred Heart.

Because the demon king of the Sacred Heart lineage has another person, the long-lost biological son of the Sacred Heart Demon Lord, who has the blood of a mad demon, and is now known as Dugu Zhengyang of the Sword Demon in the world.

Therefore, he who was once equal to Qiye in terms of status had to bow and salute.

Zhuang Li was not dissatisfied with this.

At least on the surface.

"anything else?"

Qiye waited with his hands behind his back.

A small Sacred Heart Son, even with the support of the Sacred Heart Lord, would not be able to achieve the current big scene.

Don't look at the miscellaneous fish that showed up just now, but the key is that none of the capable ones showed up.

In the Demon Emperor's City, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Such a big thing happened, and even a master didn't show up.

This matter is definitely not something that can be done by a single lineage.

"Yan Mei!"

The virgin of the original lineage, now the original demon king.

"Ding Yi!"

The body of the Mieqing lineage, the current Mieqing Demon Lord.

"Xia Lian'er!"

The saint of Bailian's lineage is now the Demon Lord of Bailian.

"Gu Tianjun!"

An underdeveloped master of the lineage of Butian, the second genius under seven nights, now protects the sky.

"I have seen the Seven Nights Demon Lord!"

As for the Huajian vein, the Yingui vein, and the Jidao vein, none of them appeared.

But their absence is a kind of silent support.

In the past few years, they have all moved closer to Qiye.

Especially Huajian Shengzi Yin Wuhen, even though Huajian Shengzhu won the position of Demon Lord, he still pretends to be a lackey of Qiye's sect and doesn't want to fight for a Demon Emperor at all.

However, the reason why Yin Wuhen didn't show up was that Qiye randomly assigned him an errand to let him leave Demon Emperor City.

Now it seems that there is no need to embarrass him.

Qiye thought silently, then he shook his head:

"You guys are not enough, dawdling, why bother to take action against me?"

"come out!"

Clang!

A sword cry.

Qiye drew his sword and slashed out, a white ripple broke all the blockages and concealments in the void.

Several figures were seen falling from the void.

Among them, there are those that Qiye is familiar with, and some that he is not familiar with.

But they are all deep and powerful, not weak players, and when taken to the outside world, all of them are great masters who have established schools.

In this way, he nodded slightly:

"It's kind of interesting."

"You guys go together, or take turns?"

"Oh, what a breath!"

A breath like the scorching sun descended suddenly, even snatching away the brilliance of the rising sun in the sky.

At this moment, the myth descends!

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"See Supreme!"

"See Supreme!"

The sound boomed like waves, wave after wave.

Everyone knelt down, and even the many masters of the Demon Sect standing in the void looked solemn and bowed in one direction to show their respect.

Wuji Supreme walked out of the void.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that he broke the space and teleported from thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

This kind of divine power is awe-inspiring.

Seeing the coming of the myth, Qiye's face also changed slightly, and then the light of the Motian sword in his hand dimmed suddenly, and although the aura was not exposed, it was even more dangerous.

He has to be serious.

This is an opponent he is not sure to defeat, if he is not careful, he will even die.

"Oh it's you."

Facing the Demon Sect Supreme, Qiye didn't show much respect.

The moment Wuji Supreme appeared, he suddenly realized in his heart that everything today was instigated by the Supreme.

No wonder so many people dared to oppose him, and it was no wonder that when he was under siege, even people from the Butian lineage of his origin were involved.

Perhaps this is exactly the apology to Supreme.

He always thinks of the worst.

"I don't know which Supreme is face to face?"

Qiye had a calm expression and asked casually as if chatting with friends.

Wuji Supreme looked at Qiye with interest in his eyes.

In his opinion, Qiye is already a bird in a cage, and even if he changes places, he can't think of the possibility of escaping.

So at the moment he is very interested.

This can be seen from his distracted conversation with Jiang Ping.

"This seat, Pei Wuju, according to seniority, your master will call me Tai Shizu. Of course, you can also call this seat Supreme just like other people."

Wuji Supreme smiled lightly and asked: