They now have a mysterious confidence in Ye Qiao.
Zhou Xiu's mouth twitched. Thinking of how she had caused the evil god to chase her relentlessly and jump up and down, she said sincerely, "Being a fellow disciple with her, it must be very exciting every day, right?"
In fact, his knowledge of Ye Qiao, the disciple, was limited to what he heard from other people. It was said that... Ye Qiao did a lot of weird things. He was mentally prepared when he came to the human world. It was not that fun. Even the disciple had suffered many setbacks in the human world.
They won't necessarily be the exception.
Zhou Xiu was mentally prepared, but seeing that each of his disciples was calmer than the other, he couldn't help but ask, "Hey. Aren't you afraid?"
"Scared." Ming Xuan glanced at him and said, "But don't be afraid yet, because the Demon Lord is probably not coming for you."
"If anyone is going to die, we will die first."
Zhou Xiu was speechless.
Well, even his own teacher is not in a hurry, so there is no point for him to be anxious too.
"Did something happen outside the palace?" Mingxuan, who was originally sitting cross-legged and idling, noticed the movement outside. He used his spiritual sense to investigate and found that a group of people without any cultivation were slaughtering people on the street.
The calm was broken, and he raised his brows, "Sure enough..."
"It's the demon clan."
The demons who had been hiding in the corner and refusing to show up finally made a move.
The evil cultivators have been mostly dealt with by the cultivators, so the hidden demons naturally began to come out without restraint. They would not kill people on their own, for fear of being noticed by the Heavenly Dao and being punished by thunder. So they learned from the evil cultivators and found a few superiors in the world to make deals with them.
A group of mortals killing each other is something that the demon cultivators enjoy seeing, but it is not a good scene for the cultivators themselves.
Ming Xuan frowned and patted Xue Yu, "Come and find out what's going on outside the palace." He seemed to sense the presence of Si Miaoyan and the others.
Xue Yu was in the late Jindan stage, and his spiritual awareness was broad. He lowered his eyes and quickly came to the conclusion: "Si Miaoyan and the others ran away and went outside to rescue people."
"Let's stay at the palace."
Liu Yun sat back down, lowered his head and drew circles, "You have such good intentions."
"Anyway, even if they run away, if it's really the Demon Lord coming down, they won't be able to get out unless they meet the five sect elders, right?"
The point is not to let them run away, the point is to send Ye Qiao out.
"If Ye Qiao can't do anything about it." Ming Xuan clapped his hands, "Let's lie down and wait to die~~"
Zhou Xingyun was delighted with this suggestion, "You can find a nice tree to hit yourself and die."
Mingxuan: "..."
"Just kidding. We still have to save ourselves." If one falls into the hands of the demons, the best outcome is imprisonment, while the worst outcome is possession and death.
Who is going to be possessed by a demon?
A group of cultivators were on high alert, and the talisman cultivators reinforced the formation inside the palace. As for them, it didn't matter, this formation couldn't stop the level of the Demon Lord.
“Hahahahahahahahaha.”
When several disciples were rummaging through their mustard seed bags, busy looking for hidden magical instruments and treasures that could be used, they heard the laughter. Ye Qinghan paused, remembering that when they entered the demon world a long time ago, those demon cultivators liked to laugh like this.
"Is it some tradition of their demon clan?" Ye Qinghan said in a cold tone.
Mingxuan touched his chin, "Maybe I've been in the demon world for too long, so I need to smile a little pervertedly occasionally?"
Several people all listened to the rampant laughter in silence, speechless.
"What else did Ye Qiao say?"
"Kneel down the first time you see the Demon Lord, and don't say anything else."
Chu Xingzhi: "Ha, who wants to kneel to him?"
They still had some backbone. Xue Yu looked at the demons in silence. He could feel the bloody smell of killing, but only at this moment did they clearly feel what it was like to be absolutely crushed by strength. They had no thought of resisting at all, and could not mobilize any spiritual energy at all.
"...Demons."
"Is it the Demon Lord?" The cultivator behind him asked with a trembling voice.
Xue Yu nodded softly.
If one's strength reaches a certain level, he or she will not be able to remember the other person's appearance at all. Even though he or she has clearly seen the face, he or she cannot remember it. Some people whose cultivation is below the foundation building level will fall to their knees on the ground with a thud. They cannot hold on before they can release their pressure.
Chu Xingzhi: "I won't kneel."
Mingxuan knelt down swiftly, and seeing that he was still stiff-necked, he clicked his tongue.
Zhou Xingyun looked at Ye Qinghan's strong appearance, curled his lips, kicked him, and successfully made him kneel down.
“?” Eh.
Are you all so decisive?
Zhou Xiu was stunned. He found that these disciples were a little different from what he had imagined.
To be precise, it belongs to the Changming Sect, which is different from the other four sects.
Whose descendant can kneel so decisively? Where is his backbone?
Seeing a group of disciples kneeling down voluntarily, the Demon Lord was very satisfied with this scene. Before coming, he was still considering that if these disciples were ignorant of life and death, then he would not mind killing a few of them to teach these righteous little sheep a lesson.
A group of disciples knelt in the front in a row. The feeling of being slaughtered was not pleasant. Unfortunately, the demons did not make any movement and seemed not to be planning to do anything. They just looked terrified.
Mu Chongxi: "He seems to enjoy watching us wait for death obediently."
Xue Yu: "It's a common problem among those in high positions." They are high and mighty, and like to manipulate those who are lower in cultivation than them and watch them struggle to survive in a humile way.
Ming Xuan said sincerely: "Then please ask him to discriminate against us for a while longer."
They didn't want to confront the Demon Lord head-on. Although the Demon Lord was also restricted, he was not someone they could defeat.
"Or can we fight him?" Mu Chongxi touched the sword at his waist, unable to stand this depressing atmosphere.
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