Chapter 967： Villain, I raised 118

The ten-year cultivating feast has already kicked off.

The venue was in the former Yuanqing Hall.

As soon as I stepped in, I could even feel the confrontation between two completely repelling forces in this hall.

Since ancient times, demonic cultivation and clean cultivation are not at the same time, and they are the same everywhere. Even if there is a truce today, they still look at each other.

Originally, the Guiyuan Sect, Pangu Sect, and the Sky Fire Sword Sect were the stable mainstays of the Qingxiu sect.

Piansheng, the Heaven Fire Sword Sect was destroyed a few months ago, which caused an uproar between Demon and Qingxiu.

The people of magic repair naturally felt that they did a good job, and even clapped their hands and shouted for joy.

The puritanists also looked at the demon cultivator with red eyes, wishing to rush on to avenge the dead puritanists in the next second.

The heads of Guiyuan Sect and Panguzong are here.

However, the faces of both of them looked like they were unhealthy, as if they were tired of dealing with these things.

From time to time, I can hear the quarrel between the Qingxiu and the Demonxiu

"Hum, some yellow-mouthed kids, decent guys."

"Your demonic cultivators are all rubbish, nothing worth mentioning."

Chi Ying and Rosa had arrived early.

From time to time, I can hear the voices of the elders of the Guiyuan faction who are impatient and contemptuous

"Your Lord who rarely shows up, is he coming?"

Chi Ying glanced blankly.

"If you still want to go out alive, you'd better shut up."

The elder didn't care about it even more contemptuous

"What is the protector of the Demon Realm, do you really think it will put you in your eyes?"

In a word, this ambivalent atmosphere was once again pushed to the top.

Chi Ying showed a touch of disdain

"court death"

This quarrel has not been broken since the banquet began.

Si Yunxie arrived very late, and when he arrived, the air in the Yuanqing Palace, which was originally dreadful, condensed.

Whether it is magic repair or clean repair, they feel a strong pressure.

He wears a dark red robe embroidered with low gold silk patterns, and his powerful and dangerous aura will only make people try their best to resist and be unaffected by it. Everyone has no time to pay attention to the stunningly handsome face. .

Si Yunxie grinned, his narrow eyes passed over these people's faces, and the cold and stern gaze made people feel cold.

I saw his throat roll up and down, a voice full of magnetic charm sounded

"I'm late"

Rosa's eyes lit up, and she stood up on her chair.

"The Lord"

Afterwards, a group of demons, whether they have seen or have not seen Si Yunxie, all bowed on one knee and clasped their fists.

"Respect the Lord"

The voice is pious and deafening.

Qingxiu on the other side never expected that this dangerous man who appeared suddenly had such a powerful appeal, and he could make this group of demonic cultivators who have always had eyes on the top of their heads voluntarily recognize him as the king.

Even the previous Moxiu Patriarch didn't do it.

So, what is the origin of this person? !

Tang Yi's black robe looked like a loyal and loyal shadow, following Si Yunxie step by step.

When Si Yunxie walked up the steps and sat on the highest position of the magic repair, he made a lazy and charming voice.

"Get up"

Two words are left behind.

The demons underneath, their voices become more respectful

"Thank you Lord."

He was playing with the pink peach blossom sewn on his cuff, rubbing his hand with distinct knots.