Zimao was still afraid, so he found an excuse to leave first.
The remaining wolf demons stared at the man in green clothes and white beard and others, then looked towards the city.
Now, their every move could not escape the eyes of the man in blue clothes and white beard, and it was impossible for them to even move.
"If you have the guts, throw away the flute in your hand and let's have a good fight."
Alopecia areata said angrily.
"It would be better for me to surrender, or just stand here and let you kill me."
The man in blue clothes and white beard sneered.
He turned the flute in his hand twice.
This world is so magical, there are always some voices that can restrain the demons.
Many days later, a shadow appeared among the wolves.
The shadow running towards him was Qingyan.
"Let's go, Hui people!"
"What's wrong?"
The bald wolf demon asked.
The other wolf sisters were all confused.
"Talk as you go, this is the order of the clan!"
Several wolf demons hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.
It’s not that they believe in Qingyan, but they have been waiting here for too long.
There was no sign of the Third Elder, and he became anxious.
Anyway, after they left, if the Third Elder blamed them, it was Qingyan who asked them to leave.
Orders from the clan?
snort!
When did Qingyan learn to fake orders from his clan?
In their eyes, even if the clan wanted to pass on a message, they would not let a fool like Qingyan do it.
"What's wrong?"
A few hundred miles away from the city, Alopecia Areata asked.
"The soul lamps of the Third Elder and the Commander have all gone out!"
"What?"
"You're kidding!"
Don't believe it!
Several wolf demons stared at Qing with eyes full of suspicion.
"The Third Elder is a master of the Divine Transformation Realm!"
"It was because the Third Elder was a master of the Divine Transformation Realm and died so quietly that the clan was shocked."
Qingyan said.
At first, no wolf demon in the tribe believed what he said. The second elder was about to get up and see what was going on, but Zimao came back.
With the purple-haired man's confirmation, the second elder immediately retreated.
The Third Elder died silently, so at best his death would make a little noise.
Is it useful?
Apart from leaving a warning to the tribe, his death was not worth it.
The clan held a new meeting.
This confirmed Wei Yang's title as the son of destiny.
There were already elders in the tribe who opposed it, and now the opposition has become even louder.
"Did the Third Elder die in vain?"
The one-eyed wolf demon beside him said.
I'm a little angry.
After waiting for so long, just when Wei Yang was about to be captured, he entered the city.
First, the human cultivator in blue clothes tried to stop them, and then something happened to the third elder.
Just a little bit off.
Is it really true that there is no solution to encountering the child of luck in this world?
"They are all the responsibility of that blue-robed monk. What does our arrest of Wei Yang have to do with them?"
"Is there no solution for the Son of Luck?"
After so many years of practice, they believe in luck more than anyone else.
Especially the one-eyed wolf demon.
Many times, it was the wolf demon beside him that got into trouble, and he survived.
The Son of Destiny has always been a legend.
Before this, he always believed that he was the legendary son of destiny.
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