"Why you?"
Not only Xue Yu and the others were excited, but other seniors also had their voices breaking to some extent when they caught a glimpse of the familiar figure.
They all thought these people would never come back.
It’s not that they haven’t sent powerful cultivators into the Demon Clan, but they all never returned. The Demon Clan has their own special language for communication, and once they are exposed, the result is that they will be surrounded and killed, or become food for the demon cultivators in the Demon Abyss.
Xie Chuxue accurately held down two nephews who were about to rush over excitedly with one hand, and took the lead in greeting the acquaintances, "Long time no see?"
Elder Duan raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you at the Demon Lord's place?"
Several elders were overjoyed, as the person who came was not only a senior-level figure, but also a talisman practitioner.
Fu Xiu, the god of team battles.
Xie Chuxue didn't expect that the battle with the demons had not yet ended.
He narrowed his eyes, "I came here because something happened."
"Just in time to see you guys dancing like devils down there." He exclaimed, "You guys have been training for three years, but you're still idiots after returning."
Not only Xie Chuxue came, but also several seniors in the God Transformation and Void Refining realms who were rescued by Ye Qiao from the bottom of the Demon Abyss, as well as some older generation cultivators who were dragged out by their unfilial descendants to repay favors.
It is not difficult to rush over from home. For some powerful people who have reached a certain level, they can shorten the distance to an inch and arrive at the scene in an instant.
The powerful ones only need to make a slight move, and the absolute suppression will lead to a one-sided massacre. The disciples who have never seen the world are all screaming.
"Ahhh, what is that? So cool."
One of the seniors in white casually summoned a sword. The sword was completely white and had a faint mist lingering around it, creating the illusion that a dragon was perched on the side of the sword.
The moment it struck, there seemed to be thousands of waves overlapping.
All of a sudden, those sword practitioners were almost mesmerized into becoming mentally retarded.
Ye Qinghan pursed his lips and came back to his senses. It took him a while to find the name of the sword from his memory, "Dragon Roar Sword."
"The name sounds cool?"
Immediately, a sword cultivator shouted, “Of course!!! That’s the legendary dragon!!” To the middle school boys, the dragon is their lifelong pursuit. Who doesn’t like dragons!
They had nothing to do now. A group of disciples stood in twos and threes, looking up and shouting "how awesome the bosses are".
Oh shit, where did Xie Chuxue find these people?
There were many powerful people with high realms gathered together, and the demon cultivators were not stubborn. After seeing the powerful people in the cultivation world appear together, they retreated decisively.
If the fight continues, they will definitely be wiped out.
Xie Chuxue shook her fingertips, and more than a dozen heavenly grade talismans hung in front of her. The golden formation connected the ground and the sky, and shattered at the speed of a glass crack. Countless golden powders filled the sky, and the ground sank into a huge crack. Screams and exclamations came from her ears, and the ground seemed to be forcibly torn open by something, swallowing up the struggling demon cultivator.
This kind of formation can only be achieved by a formation at the fusion stage.
All the demon cultivators who had no time to react fell down like dumplings, and the number of demon cultivators on the ground decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He was surrounded by the formation from all directions and couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
In the end, a talisman calmed the storm.
The whole air was silent for a few seconds.
It goes without saying how much shock this brought to the talisman practitioners present; they almost knelt down before their uncle on the spot.
"Junior Master, you are my God!" Ming Xuan almost jumped up on the spot: "I will never speak ill of you with Xue Yu again!"
Xie Chuxue: ???
You two used to say bad things about me every day?
Xie Chuxue was almost amused by Mingxuan.
There are also direct disciples who have more or less not recovered.
Just like that, it’s over?
It would end so easily, with the demon cultivators retreating or being completely killed?
Is this the battle of the Mighty?
Clean and neat.
A group of people were collectively petrified and stood there for a long time without moving. The moment Xie Chuxue landed lightly on the ground, he was surrounded by a group of people, which made him somewhat flattered.
Among them, the Sword-Asking Sect was the happiest.
"Junior Master, Junior Master."
“So awesome.”
"Sixth Master, Uncle Master!" Probably the ones with the calmest reaction were the disciples of Changming Sect. All the disciples from other sects were screaming in shock, calling him Uncle Master one by one in an especially affectionate manner.
Mingxuan's reaction was slightly different from the others. He was incredulous: "Why are you here?"
Aren’t they saying that all the sect leaders and powerful seniors are drinking tea with the Demon Lord?
Why did Xie Chuxue appear?
Xie Chuxue spread her hands, "I'm here to help, right? Why are you so shocked?"
He found that several of his disciples were like fools, muttering "Damn it, I lost"
Depend on…! ! !
"Ahhh, I lost, I lost even my pants."
The reason they were shocked was not because Xie Chuxue saved the world, but because they lost the bet! !
More than half of the people on the scene bet on Ye Qiao, and the remaining one third bet on Qin Huai. Mu Chongxi was bound to make a fortune from the bet he made.
"Uncle Junior Master. Are you here to save us?" Xue Yu was also curious. "Shouldn't you be in the palace of the demon clan?"
Xie Chuxue took a classic step back to avoid their approach, "I'm not here to save you."
"I'm here to save Xiaoqiao."
After Ye Qiao no longer needed him, Xie Chuxue naturally had to come to the main battlefield of the demon clan with the others. Who knew that he would see these disciples and these demon cultivators fighting in various styles right from the start.
"Why help her? Compared to Ye Qiao who disappears like a savage all day long, it is obvious that we need your help more, uncle." Chu Xingzhi's attitude was particularly earnest.
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