"Li Yangu!"

Someone from the Qingyun Sect called out Yan Yu's name, which was like thunder on the ground, exploding in people's ears.

The name Li Yanyu is no stranger to people from the Qingyun Sect.

After all, Li Yanyu killed his fellow disciples in order to conceal his identity as an undercover agent of the Demon Sect, but was discovered by Xia Keban, Qi Yunchuan and Qingling Sect Nangong Ao. In the end, Li Yanyu was deposed and kicked out of the Qingyun Sect.

This incident caused quite a stir at the beginning, and no one in the entire cultivation world knew about it.

The dragon bed was suspended in mid-air, and Yan Yu sat up slowly, his indifferent eyes looking at everything.

The Holy Son walked forward respectfully, in front of Yan Yu.

"Your Majesty, this is the Qingyun Sect. The Qingyun Sect's sect-protecting formation uses magic left over from ancient times as the formation's eyes. It is said to be extremely powerful. Please take action, your lord, to break this sect-protecting formation and defeat the Qingyun Sect's morale. Show your majesty’s heroic demeanor.”

Yan Eucalyptus raised her eyebrows and glanced at the Holy Son, knowing full well about his little tricks.

"I am the Demon Lord. Today is the beginning of my Demonic World dominating the world of cultivation and writing a milestone in the world. It should be up to me to define this extraordinary significance."

"That's what your Majesty said."

After finishing his words, Yan Yu gently raised his hand, and then he snapped his fingers crisply.

At this moment, in the sky above Qingyun Sect, a pure black arrow flashed with a cold light, carrying vast coercion and falling from the sky, hitting the Qingyun Sect's sect-protecting formation.

The crackling sound was accompanied by the roar of a violent explosion, and the sect-protecting formation instantly fell apart, and even the buildings within the sect were destroyed.

The disciples in the sect were all killed and wounded.

"Your majesty!"

"Your majesty!"

"..."

The Qingyun Sect's side was miserable, while the Demon Sect's side was applauded.

The Holy Son's brows were filled with joy, and the last bit of anger in his heart towards Yan Yu, who had stolen his position, disappeared completely.

"Your Majesty is so powerful, even a sect like Qingyun Sect can't stand up to the power of your Majesty's finger in front of your Majesty."

Yan Yu rubbed his fingertips and said in a cold tone: "Run it over. After today, I will make the Qingyun Sect become the branch of my demon sect."

"Yes!"

"Li Yan'u! You used to be a member of the sect after all. The master accepted you as a disciple and led you into the great path. Is this how you repay the master and the sect!"

The Holy Son's body turned halfway and paused, and Yan Yu also looked over with an angry voice.

He saw a woman wearing a pale pink skirt, looking at him sadly.

Oh, it's Xia Keban.

The original naughty little junior sister. Standing next to her was Qi Yunchuan, her original senior brother and Xia Keban's flower protector.

Yan Yu waved to Shengzi, without any intention of reminiscing with old friends, and only left one word behind.

"kill."

Seeing Yan Yu's attitude, Xia Ke almost jumped up.

Dark clouds covered the entire sky.

The people of the Demon Sect and the Qingyun Sect fought fiercely together. For a moment, swords flashed and the demons danced wildly.

Yan Yu sat lazily on the dragon bed, watching everything indifferently.

Perhaps they were suppressed too much, but the people of the Demon Cult were extremely powerful when they released them. Every move they made was full of force and pleasure.

The battle situation was one-sided.

Seeing that the Qingyun Sect was about to be captured, Lord Hao Ling and the masters of the sect appeared together to stop the demon sect's charge.

"enough!"

The man was dressed in white, with a serious expression and a solemn face, and his whole body was enveloped in a cold and distant aura.

He descended from the sky and looked at Yan Yu with scrutiny.

"How long are you going to make trouble?"

"Master, Master..."

Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan looked excited.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and remained unmoved.

He sat up slowly and said in a calm voice: "It turns out to be Mr. Haoling. Who do I think you are? If you talk to me in such a tone, you might think that I am very familiar with you."

Saying that, Yan Yuyun looked at the demon sect lightly, as if the ice had been broken: "You are all in a daze, but I asked you to stop."

Everyone in the Demon Sect suddenly became excited and rushed towards the Qingyun Sect members with a roar.

"Li Yanyu! You are so presumptuous!"

Before Lord Hao Ling could speak, Xia Keban took the lead and scolded him.

"Why are you talking to Master!"

"Noisy. Cut out her tongue and sewed her mouth shut."

The Holy Son obeyed the order and moved forward, causing everyone in the Qingyun Sect to take action.

Yan Yu glanced indifferently, resting her head on the beauty's thigh, enjoying the beauty's service.

Lord Hao Ling frowned and felt cold all over.

"Enough is enough," he said.

Yan Yu looked at Lord Hao Ling playfully, his eyes full of disdain.

"Enough is enough? What kind of identity do you use to say this to me? It's just you, you are worthy."

With Yan Yu's wave of his hand, Lord Hao Ling was instantly knocked away, and the headmaster and elders of the Qingyun Sect were seriously injured on the ground.

Soon, the Demon Sect took over the Qingyun Sect.

Soon, the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect who were in seclusion appeared.

Soon, they also fell to the ground with gray beards.

"Your Majesty, these are the spiritual stones, rare treasures, magic weapons, talismans, etc. in Qingyun Sect..."

The Holy Son respectfully delivered dozens of Najies to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu glanced at it lightly: "Take out half and give it to everyone, and send the other half to the demon sect's treasure house."

"Your Majesty, is this... half too much..."

"That's what we'll do from now on."

"Yes."

Everyone in the Demon Sect was cheering for joy, but the survivors of the Qingyun Sect dared not speak out in anger.

"Your Majesty, there are still many Kung Fu books in the Qingyun Sect that cannot be used. Please tell me, Your Majesty."

Yan Yu didn't even blink, her words were shocking and she wouldn't stop.

"Since it's useless, what else can I do with it?"

Not only did the Holy Son hear this, but also many people on both sides heard it. After all, Yan Yu never wanted to avoid people.

"Li Yanyu, do you know how precious those Kung Fu books are? How could you do this?"

Hearing the heroine's scream again, Yan Yu looked at Shengzi instantly: "Why can she still speak, her tongue is not cut, and her mouth is not sewn shut?"

The Holy Son's heart tightened. At that time, the head elders of Qingyun Sect all attacked him. He was busy dealing with it and ignored Xia Keban.

Later, he listened to the reports from the major protectors and was too busy to forget.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I will cut out her tongue and sew her mouth shut."

Yan Yu waved his hand: "That's all, take it back for everyone to have fun with."

The Holy Son mourned for Xia Ke for a second in his heart.

"Yes. By the way, Your Majesty, these living people..."

"how many?"

"Your Majesty, there are about two thousand people."

Yan Yu's eyes paused: "It's up to you."

"Then Lord Hao Ling..."

Yan Yu followed the voice of the Holy Son and looked towards Lord Hao Ling. He was tall, cold and out of the ordinary, and had a good appearance.

Thrushes on spring mountains, eyes staring at cold rivers, beautiful noses on green peaks, and lips dotted with flying cherry blossoms. It's still clear when it encounters snow, and even more beautiful when exposed to frost. It's extremely beautiful.

In this scene, it feels even more broken.

The corner of Yan Yu's lips raised slightly: "Wash it clean and send it to the dormitory."

"...I understand."

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