In the once bustling Yu Jian Sect, dozens of people now lay on the ground, wailing in pain.
It’s not that it hurts, but the gap in their hearts is something they really can’t accept.
Because from then on, they were no longer cultivators, but became the ordinary people they once despised the most.
For a moment, everyone wanted to die.
But it's just a thought.
They all hoped that the sect leader could bring people from the Buddhist sect here.
Maybe he will have a solution.
"Crazy Yan, you actually dared to hurt us. Our sect leader will not let you go. He will definitely invite people from the Buddhist sect, and you will not have a good death then."
"Really???" Di Yange immediately became interested and took a sip of tea excitedly. He couldn't help but sigh, "But you know what, the tea from your Yu Jian Sect is really good."
Not only is the tea good, the people are also nice, and they even know how to seek external help.
After all, the Holy Son of the Buddhist Sect is indeed very powerful.
Moreover, the people he led this time were the most powerful disciples of their sect, each of whom could fight above their level.
He is especially good at chanting scriptures, which can be fatal.
"You...you lunatic."
The disciple of the Yu Jian Sect looked at the people who were still drinking tea leisurely there and couldn't help but express his deepest thoughts.
"Boy, I am of the same generation as your Sect Master. You should respectfully address me as Senior. And I am not Crazy Yan, you have all mistaken me for someone else.
"I am now the leader of the Demonic Cult. Our Demonic Cult's main business is to provide a place for the homeless and pitiful Demonic Cultivators to settle down. I think you have good character. Would you like to come to our Demonic Cult and develop your career?"
Di Yange looked at the pure disciple in front of him who had no evil spirit. Such a person was most suitable to join their Demon Sect. It would be a pity to let him stay here.
"Don't talk nonsense. I don't want to join any evil sect. And you... you are Crazy Yan. No matter how you change your appearance, no one except you will come to our Yu Jian Sect to cause trouble."
What you said makes a lot of sense.
"Young man, you..." Di Yange said, and suddenly looked at the distant sky. A powerful momentum was coming.
She couldn't help but sigh.
"Here I come."
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent voice came from a distance and resounded throughout the Yu Jian Sect.
"Crazy Yan, you are so bold that you dare to hurt my people from the Yu Jian Sect."
Di Yange didn't even shake the spiritual tea in her hand, but she saw dozens of disciples who were crippled by her vomiting blood.
Because their current physical condition simply cannot withstand such torture.
Di Yange did not sympathize with them either.
Because what these people did in secret is simply too numerous to list.
It's all his own fault.
Di Yange's gaze was always fixed on a powerful aura in the distance.
Obviously a fierce battle is inevitable.
She suddenly stood up excitedly and stretched her muscles.
Now that's better.
If I'm lucky, I might be able to make it home for dinner.
As for the Demon Cult, as long as they stay calm and develop, there will be no problem.
As for the Thousand Demon Sect, I leave it to Xiao Jue to deal with it.
The figures in the distance were getting closer and closer, and she could already see from a distance that there were five people in total.
Two of them are the leader of the Yu Jian Sect and his disciples, and the other three are disciples of the Buddhist Sect.
It was emitting golden light as it flew, and from a distance it looked like a golden ray of light, full of imposing aura, very different from the Sect Master of the Yu Jian Sect.
Di Yange is already considering whether to create a black light next time, so that people will look like a demon and want to kill him.
After a while, a group of five people arrived in front of them.
Emperor Yange looked at the three people from the Buddhist sect.
The three men were wearing tattered green monk robes, worthy of being disciples who had practiced hard. Even the tattered green robes could not hide their strong muscles and upright figures.
So she habitually looked a few more times, and was once again labeled a pervert by the people outside the screen.
Although the three of them have no hair, it still can't hide their handsome faces.
One of them was extremely good-looking.
Those eyes, which showed neither sadness nor joy but seemed to be shining with brilliance, were constantly looking at Di Yange.
Finally, the man slowly spoke: "I am Wu Yun, you... are the demon cultivator???"
Before Di Yange could admit it, the Sword Controlling Sect's leader pointed at her and said, "Holy Son, she is the leader of the demonic cultivators. Those mortals who were slaughtered died tragically at her hands."
"Did you slaughter the two cities of Ganshui and Kunhuo?" Wu Yun's cold face still showed no sadness or joy.
“If I say no, will you believe me?”
Di Yange blinked innocently on his ordinary face.
Although she personally wanted to take the blame, their demonic cult couldn't.
"Son, you must not listen to her. She's a lunatic, capable of anything. She's especially adept at making excuses. Look at how she treats our disciples."
The leader of the Yu Jian Sect said anxiously.
Di Yange looked straight at Wu Yun with his dim eyes.
"The people I'm dealing with are full of evil, and you should be able to see it easily. Besides, you should also be able to tell whether I've massacred the city."
"Don't listen to her. She's a demon. She must have a way to hide her evil spirit. There's no one in this world who doesn't have a trace of evil spirit..."
The words of the Sword Controlling Sect's leader came to an abrupt end.
Because he found that Wu Yun did not have any evil spirit.
Even the two Buddhist disciples beside him had a hint of murderous aura, but Wu Yun and Di Yange did not have a trace of murderous aura at all.
“…”
"I admit it. I killed all of them. Please don't make things difficult for my people. They all have miserable lives, unacceptable to the world. They just want a place to stay, a place to live and work in peace, without being looked at with strange eyes by the world."
On Di Yan Ge's ordinary face, his eyes, like peach blossoms, were full of sincerity and honesty.
In fact, what she meant was that she wanted to take the blame, but didn't want to implicate the people in the Demon Sect.
"Son, look, she has already admitted it."
The leader of the Yu Jian Sect pointed at Di Yange excitedly.
"Yes. I've admitted it. Now do it."
As Di Yange spoke, he became eager to try.
After all, we have almost finished reminiscing about the past, and it is almost time to prepare for the fight.
"Holy Son, be careful. This demon has a lot of mechanical beasts."
Di Yange assured him, "Don't worry. Since you haven't used any weapons, I will definitely not use any external force. Come on, let's end this quickly."
The leader of the Yu Jian Sect hid aside, wishing he could kill Di Yange.
However, he found Wu Yun and was hesitant to take action.
Those clear eyes were staring at Di Yange, as if looking directly into her heart.
Di Yange's scalp tightened when he was looked at.
"What are you looking at? Are you going to fight or not? If not, I'll leave."
Wu Yun suddenly spoke, and his voice, neither sad nor happy, almost made everyone fall down.
"You are very intelligent. Why don't you come with me to practice? Regardless of whether you have done those things or not, as long as you become my disciple, I will definitely help you resolve all grudges."
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