Chapter 1265： Lord of the Demon Cult, don’t darken 48

However, after a long period of anger, the girl named Satsuki reduced the anger on her face and clenched her fists.

"Perhaps, we can make good use of this matter."

Disgust flashed in those cold eyes, but was quickly suppressed by her and returned to normal.

Xuan Aotian sat at the long table and raised his head.

The two looked at each other.

the next morning.

The horn sounded, and everyone gathered.

In the mighty hills, nearly a thousand more people appeared overnight.

When the crowd gathered, Xuan Yunzhi raised his brows as he looked at the huge formation.

Then hundreds of women in dark blue shirts were found, holding sabers, full of vigor.

The woman standing in the forefront had a relationship with her once.

It's Baoru.

Lengyue's personal servant girl.

Hundreds of people knelt down as soon as Xuan Yunzhi walked over

"See the palace lord."

The crisp voices gathered, and they felt very powerful.

Bao Ru's eyes were complicated, staring at Xuan Yunzhi, but in the end he clasped his fists with both hands.

"Palace Master"

Xuan Yunzhi put his hands behind his back, looking at Bao Ru, a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Get up."

"Yes!"

With another crisp sound, a group of women got up, their posture is really eye-catching.

Xuan Aotian had already waited in front of the group, and his eyes swept across the crowd calmly.

Yelled

"Okay! Today, the demon cult must pay the price!"

In the atmosphere of so many people, everyone was enthusiastic and shouted

"Leader! Lord!"

"Leader! Lord!"

The mighty voice sounded endlessly.

This kind of voice gathered by thousands of people sounds really exciting.

After boosting the morale, finally, a crowd of people began to rush from this hill to the site of the demon sect.

After a cup of tea, everyone came to the open space in front of the Demon Cult.

It was discovered that the people of the Demon Cult had already been waiting at the door.

In the morning sun, withered grass was crushed.

Tang Yi was dressed in Tsing Yi, led a group of demons, and stood in the front.

His face did not become condensed by the arrival of everyone.

It’s still not humble, gentle,

"I wonder why you came from afar?"

Xuan Aotian stood proudly at the forefront,

"Where is Si Yunxie?"

Tang Yi has a gentle face

"The leader has something to do, but he is not in the church."

Xuan Aotian flicked his robe,

"Not here?"

His gaze skipped Xuan Yunzhi's direction intentionally or unintentionally, and his face was gloomy for a moment.

"I came here today to ask your cult, that Zhaoyu Pavilion has been wiped out, but what did your leader do?"

Tang Yi raised his head, adjusted his sleeves, and smiled softer.

"I thought the leader came here because of a major event. It turned out to be Zhao Yuge."

He paused, then said

"Leader Xuan, this is the personal affair of this sect and Zhaoyu Pavilion. It's nothing more than success or failure."

A sentence of becoming a king and defeating a bandit undertook to explain the actions of the slaughter.

Xuan Aotian's face was not very good-looking.

"It seems that not only your leader is rampant, but his subordinates are also extraordinarily arrogant."

"Don't dare"

Tang Yi said lightly.

Obviously it is still that attitude, but no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Lou Qian of the True Fire Sect roars back and forth

"Leader, what are you talking about with them? Since the winner is the king and the loser, then fight until they admit their mistakes!"

"Yes! Leader, these frantic little rascals, must be a good lesson!"

Everyone was babbling, trying to copy the posture of the demons.

Those people of the demon sect are also rampant.