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"What?" someone exclaimed.

"The majestic Demon Lord can't even control his own subordinates." Someone sneered. After hearing this, You Ye just frowned slightly and turned his head as if he didn't hear.

"Then what should we do?" someone asked anxiously.

"This demon clan really seems to have no regard for my righteous sects!"

"Now that Venerable Jinxiao has broken through the Mahayana stage, and the Demon Lord is also in our camp, I don't think they can cause any trouble." There are also people who don't take the Demons seriously at all.

"How can you ensure that the Demon Lord is sincerely cooperating with us?" The elder of the Weapon Refining Sect on the side looked at the Demon Lord in front of him warily, "What if he is collaborating with the Demon Clan inside and outside."

"That's right." Someone echoed.

"What Venerable Chiye said is not necessarily true. What if the Yunxiao Sect and the Demon Clan cooperate together." He closed the fan in his hand and said, "I want the Yunxiao Sect to dominate."

Song Ci'an turned his head. The person speaking in front of him was the son of the master of Jinyun Pavilion. He was only a hundred years old but had already broken through the Nascent Soul. He was also a talented and beautiful person. He usually put pressure on Yunxiao Sect and dominated all sects, especially Pressing down on Jinyun Pavilion, I have long been unable to see him, but now I want to attack him when I get the chance.

Hearing this, other monks became wary. After all, participating in the Yunxiao Sect's grand ceremony this time brought many outstanding disciples from the sect. If they were all lost here, let alone the amount of blood and essence consumed by the sect. Now these outstanding disciples are the future of the sect.

Seeing a few words, most of the monks pointed their weapons at the three people in front of the hall.

The leader of the Yunxiao Sect, Venerable Lingxiao, came out to smooth things over, "Don't think too much, everyone. This invitation is just to discuss how to fight against the demons. There is no intention of fighting against the same people. It's better not to be instigated by people with ulterior motives." After that, He glanced at the son of the master of Jinyun Pavilion who was the happiest person just now.

The elder of the Weapon Refining Sect observed the situation, and stood up with a smile to rescue the siege, "Yunxiao Sect, as the first sect of our righteous path, has no need to contact the demons to deal with our own people. Moreover, the demons have no credibility at all, and they are trying to make peace with the demons. , isn’t it like seeking the skin of a tiger and destroying one’s own foundation?”

Everyone had different thoughts, but Venerable Chiye, the elder of the Weapon Refining Sect, stepped forward to rescue the siege. They all fell down the steps and couldn't help but agree:

"That's what Lord Chiye said."

"It's us who use the heart of a villain to judge the heart of a gentleman."

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"Report to the sect master that the prison was opened by the demons who lurked in. The great elder and others have been rescued by the demons." A disciple hurried in.

"Reporting to the sect master, Venerable Jinxiao, the right protector of the demon clan has led people to surround the mountain and is now in front of the sect." Then another disciple ran in quickly, his clothes were stained with blood, he had obviously gone through a lot. Fight hard.

Looking at the familiar clothes, they were... the disciples led by Qi An who were patrolling and defending the outer edge of the sect. Song Ci'an said, "Qi An..."

The disciple on the side lowered his head and replied, "I don't know what method the demons used to surround the sect without any trace. Senior Brother Qi'an led us to patrol and defend when we were attacked by the demons. Senior Brother Qi'an ordered me to come and report. In this situation, he led other disciples to resist the demons in front of the sect."

"This... this demon can move so fast?" someone exclaimed.

Before anyone could say anything else, Song Ci An Yi shrunk to an inch, and actually used the method of tearing apart space to reach the place where the two sects were confronting each other. Demon Lord You Ye did not stop and left the hall directly.

Seeing Venerable Jinxiao leaving instantly, everyone was a little dumbfounded. It seemed that the rumors about Venerable Jinxiao doting on his disciples were not false.

The leader of the sect, Venerable Ling Xiao, came back to his senses and said, "Fellow Taoists, the demon clan has now attacked the door. If anyone is willing to fight against the demon clan with my Yunxiao Sect, I, Ling Xiao, would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart. If anyone is unwilling to take this trip, Muddy water, you can also go to the back hall to rest for a while." Now that the demons are besieging the outside, it is extremely dangerous to leave at this moment. "You two will lead all the guests to the back hall to rest." The sect leader pointed to the two disciples who came to report.

"Yes!" They both stood up and replied.

Venerable Chiye, the elder of the Weapon Refining Sect, stood up and said, "We, the righteous sects, are one and the same and should help each other. Now that the Yunxiao Sect is in trouble, how can I stand by and watch."

Then many monks came forward and said, "The devil is rampant, and we volunteer to help Yunxiao Sect overcome this difficulty together."

Looking at the monks standing in front of him, the sect master held his hands and said, "Thank you all, please come with me."

"Qi'an!" Seeing the young man standing at the front holding a long sword, his clothes stained with blood but still standing upright, Song Cian couldn't help but feel excited.

Hearing a familiar voice, Qi An turned around and said, "Master." The young man's face was stained with snow, and his voice was calm.

Song Cian stepped forward and asked, "Are you injured?"

Seeing the concern in his master's eyes, Qi An shook his head and said, "Nothing happened. I was just injured in a sneak attack while on patrol."

Looking at the tens of thousands of demonic people standing outside the sect, the right protector Qiao Li was wearing a blood-stained red dress. Standing next to her was an extremely tall man with a scar on the side of his face, extending from his brow bone to his chin. He had a majestic aura around him. , this is...the Mahayana period. A little later was the Great Elder, now dressed in black, standing in the crowd of demons with hatred on his face.

Demon Lord You Ye, who came from the side, looked at the man standing with the right protector. Not only did he feel that he looked familiar, he was... Wuya's manager, his name was Mo Yan, and he was the previous protector of Demon Lord. After the demon king died, he showed his loyalty to himself. He did not kill him all, but just drove him to Wuyouya to take care of his affairs. Now, it has actually broken through the Mahayana period.

This can't be blamed on You Ye. He has never been to Wuya since he became the Demon Lord. He never expected that Mo Yan would also break through the Mahayana stage now, but... hmph, You Ye sneered and just wanted to die.

"Demon Lord..." You Ye's appearance shocked everyone, whether they were on the demonic path or the righteous path.

"Why did the Demon Lord appear in the sect?" the disciple on the side said in panic. The hand holding the sword trembled unconsciously, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, but he stood straight from beginning to end.

……

"Lord...Lord, why is he here!" The right protector said in surprise when he saw You Ye.

"What? Afraid of him?" Mo on the side stretched out his hand to hold the right protector in his arms, and responded to You Yexiao's provocation, "I wasn't necessarily afraid when I was planning. Why, I started to be afraid after being hit." He said and tightened his grip. He tightened his blocking arms.

"How could that happen?" Protector Right said with a smile, "I just didn't expect to meet him here." Logically speaking, the Lord is in retreat at the moment.

"It seems that your little lord is much smarter than you think." Mo Yan Jiejie on the side smiled, with a sinister look on his face, "Now that you've reached this point, everyone knows what you're doing. Abacus, don’t pretend to be innocent in front of your lord!”

The right protector suppressed a smile, "Of course, I just hope that such an ignorant thing will not block your great cause."

"I hope what you say is what you think in your heart." The breath from his mouth fell on the right protector's cheek, cold and gnawing at the bones.