A few days later, his precious clone finally came back.
This time no one was alarmed.
After all, the commotion she caused this time was quite big. Not only did the entire cultivation world know that she had killed the leader of the Buddhist sect, but the Buddhist sect had also issued a wanted notice. As long as someone could capture her and kowtow to her, they would receive a great favor from the Buddhist sect, and they would also say that they were merciful, so as long as they brought her back, they would only need to give her a minor punishment.
Look at what's going on. Bringing her back is just a big favor for her. Isn't this obviously getting something for nothing?
However, this also shows that all the good things of the Buddhist sect are now in her hands, and they really can't produce any good things.
Di Yange happily took the things handed over by his clone. He saw that his clone's hair was messy, his clothes were torn, and his hands were rough after running all the way.
She felt heartbroken when she saw this.
After all, the clone's clothes are different from hers.
Not only is this clothing not strong, it is also of very poor quality.
But it's not a big problem, she has already prepared a new dress.
Guaranteed to make the clone look incredibly handsome when wearing it.
The handsome clothes were layered on top of each other. Although these clothes were also spiritual weapons, they still needed to be put on by oneself, unlike her clothes which only required a thought.
Di Yange also enjoyed it. She decided to change clothes for her clone herself.
By the way, fix some minor flaws on the clone.
She had felt before that the explosive power of her legs was slightly insufficient when she flew.
Need to add some more Xuanpo Crystal.
And this strength is not enough. Now that we have so many materials, of course we have to help the clone strengthen his body.
Di Yange was stripping off his clone's tattered clothes and refining the Xuanpo Crystal on his legs. He was halfway through when he heard someone approaching.
When she heard the voice, she knew it was Wu Yun.
Di Yange was afraid that his clone would be seen naked, so he had to stop refining and hurriedly put his clothes on the clone.
However, Wu Yun, who usually knocked politely when he came to her place, this time rushed in.
"Is it her..."
As soon as Wu Yun opened his mouth, he saw Di Yange frantically putting clothes on his clone.
"Wu Yun, why didn't you knock on the door? Although we cultivators don't care about trivial matters, I am very distressed by your behavior."
Di Yange stood in front of the clone, fearing that Wu Yun would take advantage of him.
At the same time, she controlled her clone to quickly put on her clothes.
However, this kind of clothes is extremely cumbersome to put on, especially for someone like her who hasn't worn clothes for many years.
Di Yange was afraid that his clone would suffer a loss: "How about you go out first?"
Wu Yun's face suddenly became very unnatural.
Obviously he had misunderstood.
Although he didn't understand these things before, he knew a lot during his time in the Demon Cult.
No matter what, he finally felt relieved to see that everyone was fine.
The onlookers outside the light curtain were watching this scene and whispering to each other.
Obviously, they didn't expect that their god of war, who was so cruel that people couldn't bear to look directly at him, could have such rich emotions.
Besides, why would he have a crush on the Demon Emperor? Isn't this courting death?
Look at the Demon Emperor again. He creates a clone for no reason and tortures the devil and the god of war to death.
I guess the devil must be mad by now.
Although everyone wanted to laugh, when they saw Yan Wu's murderous face, they felt that he could rush over at any time and kill them.
Even though everyone had a thousand words to say, they did not dare to touch that bad luck.
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In the light curtain, Di Yange repaired the minor flaws on his clone, refined his strength, and the ability to escape was absolutely essential.
Finally, change into a fairy-like long gown.
His black hair was draped over his shoulders like splashed ink, part of which was tied up with a plain white hairband. On his exquisite face, his eyes were like a pool of clear water, cold and indifferent. A deep purple mark between his eyebrows, about to bloom, was particularly eye-catching, making his face look amazing, like an immortal who had fallen into the world.
Absolutely perfect.
She really deserves to be called that.
After doing all this, Di Yange continued to meditate.
After all, she can't stand any more trouble now.
She was afraid that if she made any more trouble, her cultivation level would skyrocket again.
These demon species are good, but the speed at which they absorb her life force is obviously slower than the speed at which she improves her cultivation.
She was afraid that if this continued, she would ascend to heaven before her lifespan was completely sucked away.
So this time, she must come up with a foolproof plan.
While she was meditating, she had already controlled her clone to leave.
Not long after the clone left the Demon Sect, he was bumped into by several cultivators.
I thought it would be a farce of chasing each other, but I didn't expect that when those cultivators saw her, they showed fear and horror in their eyes.
"Hurry... run, Crazy Yan is coming."
Those cultivators were very fast, and then all the cultivators who heard the voice began to flee frantically.
After all, this was Crazy Yan, who single-handedly destroyed the leader of the Buddhist sect and set off a crazy evil campaign in the cultivation world.
Whoever encounters it will be unlucky.
Don’t think that just because the Buddhist sect has issued a wanted notice, they will deal with Crazy Yan out of a favor.
They are not crazy.
Moreover, they were repeatedly warned in the sect that when they went out, they would rather steal other people's things than offend Crazy Yan.
Because when Crazy Yan goes crazy, who can withstand it? Just look at the fate of those sects and you will know.
For this reason, those sects even hung up the portrait of Crazy Yan to remind the new disciples.
Di Yange's clone looked at the streets that were soon empty.
Touched his face innocently.
She is obviously very beautiful, why are these people like this?
So she simply didn't hide the whereabouts of her clone and started wandering around.
Wherever she went, any cultivator who saw her would run away very far away.
When this news reached the Buddhist sect, Zhiya was so angry that he vomited blood.
At the same time, Xiao Jue has been blinded by hatred because of the revenge for his parents and being abandoned again and again by Di Yange.
He severely damaged several small sects and crippled their best disciples, and then blamed all these things on the Demon Sect.
However, he didn't know that while the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is unaware of the situation behind it. As soon as he left, a group of cultivators dressed in black came and killed all these people.
Although Di Yange had made all the calculations, she forgot that once the Demon Cult developed, it would also be envied. While she was meditating, the Demon Cult had developed faster than she had imagined.
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