Several people were pushed in before they had time to react. There must be someone who stays behind. After all, there are a group of ordinary people who don't know what they want to protect behind them. If they all leave. In order to force them to come back, there is no guarantee that the Demon Lord will not go on a killing spree.
Ye Qiao didn't say anything as she was pushed into the formation. Her thoughts were a little confused. The transmission of the formation took time, and it could happen anywhere. She just hoped that the junior uncle would come faster.
She has a solution for the time being.
It's just that she's crazy in every way, leading a group of girls around, but Ye Qiao is not mentally prepared yet.
The transmission speed of the formation was very fast. Looking up, there was no light in the air. The demon king should be coming. After arriving, they will most likely not be able to escape. In the final analysis, the teleportation array is only a small-scale teleportation, and cannot reach the power of Xie Chuxue's teleportation array to the demon world.
"What to do now?" Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, "Should we go meet Su Zhuo and the others?"
Duan Hengdao: "Hey... you guys."
"I'm a boy. So why am I being kept here?" Duan Hengdao said furiously. He seemed a little out of place among a group of junior sisters.
"Who asked your sect to only have a junior brother like you?" The Chengfeng Sect was still miserable because it didn't have a single female disciple. In the end, I chose to give this little junior brother away.
"I feel like I can't escape." Zhu You sighed, "If your junior uncle wants to come, it will take at least two days."
Ye Qiao did not refute.
"Looking at the situation, all of us will be caught sooner or later." This feeling of being manipulated is too uncomfortable.
Si Miaoyan pondered for a moment, "Let's go find Su Zhuo and the others."
They were currently unable to contact any of the direct descendants outside the palace. They must have encountered evil cultivators at one time or another. The others had no objections, so they all rushed outside the palace.
Since you can't escape, there's no need to struggle in vain.
Seeing this, Ye Qiao pulled Zhu You and quietly left the team. Zhu You didn't understand what she meant at first and his eyes were a little confused. Ye Qiao pulled her away. His tone became lighter, "Want to have an exciting adventure?"
Ye Qiao's sudden attack of secondary disease made Zhu You stunned, "Where are you going?" How else could this be exciting?
Zhu You looked at Ye Qiao's confident look and couldn't help but said, "Um, do you have any ideas?"
Ye Qiao: "Idea? No."
She threw the Feixian Sword into the air and stepped on it, "Are you coming?"
Zhuyou: "Wait a minute!"
"People will see it." The sword is too conspicuous.
Ye Qiao didn't take it seriously. She was flying around on a phoenix. Was she still worried about Yu Jian being seen? Anyway, I have already violated it. Is it still missing this time or twice?
Zhu You was encouraged by her eyes. The girl hesitated for a moment, took out the Luoshui Sword and stepped on the sword. The two of them flew rapidly through the air, one after the other. Zhu You said, "Where are we going? Run away?"
If you want to escape, the direction is wrong.
Ye Qiao looked at the approximate position in mid-air and thought for a moment, "Then let's go to the evil cultivator's base camp."
Zhu You replied quickly: "But there are no people left in their base camp. They were basically wiped out by us, and they are useless."
Ye Qiao didn't care if there was anyone in the evil cultivator's base camp. She just wanted to complete the rituals that the evil cultivator had not completed. Speaking of which, the evil god should be grateful to her. Without her, it would never have been able to do it in eight lifetimes.
Because of their fast speed, the light emitted by Feixianjian and Luoshui was particularly eye-catching in the dim night.
The little girl below saw the two people one behind the other in mid-air and exclaimed:
"Mom, look, sword man!"
"What nonsense are you kidding?"
Then the little girl was held down and beaten.
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Watching the junior brothers and junior sisters leave, the remaining monks and disciples began to discuss countermeasures.
"When we follow the strategy provided by Ye Qiao, when we see the Demon Lord, we surrender first."
This suggestion was rejected by Xue Yu: "It's impossible for him to believe our lies."
Moreover, if the Demon Lord came in person, he would definitely hate them to the core. But what Song Hansheng couldn't figure out was that the Demon Lord was going to cause trouble to the five sects, so what was he doing with these direct disciples?
What good would killing them do to the demons?
The demons should not be so arrogant as to directly start a war with the five sects.
There are not only disciples of the five sects among the direct disciples, but also the direct and collateral lines of the eight great families. They are fighting against the righteous monks. The demon clan does not have the confidence now.
After all, the demons are following a crooked path and break the mirror quickly, resulting in more golden elixirs than dogs.
But there are only a few in the Nascent Soul stage, and the glory of the Demon Realm is entirely supported by the Demon Lord and the old guys in the Demon Realm.
"He will definitely not believe our lies." Mu Zhongxi held her chin, "If Ye Qiao was here, he might believe it."
Ye Qiao's mouth is quite sophistical. It's okay for others to be mean, but brainwashing is completely unattainable.
"Surrender?" Song Han sneered and started to pour cold water on him, "If you have the time, why not contact the people of the Eight Families as soon as possible and prepare the cemetery in advance."
Mu Chongxi: "Don't destroy our ambitions like this, Song Hansheng."
He counted on his fingers, "Look, we have talisman cultivators, sword cultivators, alchemy cultivators, and weapon cultivators. They are perfect."
"Wait a moment." Song Hansheng corrected: "Who is your friend?"
He was so terrible that the other disciples decided to ignore Song Hansheng.
Zhou Xiu paused and hesitated: "My grandma...oh no, Ye Qiao is gone?"
"Yeah." Mingxuan didn't even raise his head. "The junior sister was sent out, but I think she should have some ideas." Ye Qiao was quite calm, and for no apparent reason, others calmed down.
They now have a fascinating confidence in Ye Qiao.
Zhou Xiu's mouth twitched, thinking of the evil god chasing her and jumping up and down, she said sincerely: "Being a classmate with her should be exciting every day, right?"
In fact, his knowledge of Ye Qiao's personal biography was limited to other people's mouths. It was said that... there were a lot of sexy tricks, so he was mentally prepared when he came to the human world.
They won't necessarily be the exception.
Zhou Xiu was mentally prepared, but seeing these direct descendants becoming calmer one by one, he still couldn't help but said, "Hey. Aren't you scared?"
"Afraid." Mingxuan glanced at him: "But don't be afraid yet, because the Demon Lord is probably not coming for you."
"If we die, we will die first."
Zhou Xiu was speechless.
That's right, there's no rush for him to do it personally, and there's no point in rushing for him to follow.
"Did something happen outside the palace?" Mingxuan, who was sitting cross-legged, noticed the movement outside, used his spiritual sense to detect it, and found that a group of people without any cultivation were massacring on the street.
The calm was broken, and he raised his eyebrows, "Sure enough..."
"It's a demon."
The demons, who have always refused to let reality hide in the corner, finally made some movement.
The evil cultivators have been eliminated by the monks, so the hidden demons naturally began to come out unscrupulously. They would not kill people themselves, lest they be noticed by heaven and cause thunder disaster, so they imitated the evil cultivators and found them. Several high-ranking people in the human world made a deal with them.
A group of mortals killing each other is a happy sight for demon cultivators, but it is not a good sight for monks.
Ming Xuan frowned and patted Xue Yu, "Come and check out what's going on outside the palace." He seemed to feel it, thinking about their aura.
Xue Yu's Jindan cultivation was in the later stage, and his spiritual consciousness was broad. He lowered his eyes and quickly came to the conclusion: "After Si Miaoyan and the others ran out, they went outside to save people."
"Let's keep watch at the palace."
Liu Yun sat back, lowered her head and drew circles, "Good intentions."
"Anyway, even if they run out, if the Demon Lord really comes down, they won't be able to get out at all unless they meet the elders of the five sects, right?"
The point is not to let them run out, the point is to send Ye Qiao out.
"If there is nothing Ye Qiao can do." Mingxuan clapped his hands, "Let's lie down and wait to die~~"
Zhou Xingyun was delighted with this suggestion, "You can find a good-looking tree and hit it to death."
Mingxuan: "..."
"You're kidding. We still have to save ourselves." If you fall into the hands of the demons, the best outcome is to be imprisoned, and the worst outcome is to become possessed and die.
Who is going to be possessed?
A group of monks stood ready, and the Talisman cultivators took the opportunity to strengthen the formation in the palace. As for them, it doesn't matter. This kind of formation can't stop someone of Demon Lord's level.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."
When several relatives were rummaging through the mustard bags and busy looking for useful magic weapons and treasures at the bottom of the box, they heard the laughter. Ye Qinghan paused and remembered that they entered the demon world a long time ago and those demons. Xiudu likes to laugh like this.
"Is it some kind of tradition of their demon clan?" Ye Qinghan said in a cold tone.
Mingxuan touched his chin, "Maybe you've been in the demon world for a long time, and you need to smile a little abnormally occasionally?"
Several people were silent and listened to the wild laughter, speechless.
"What else did Ye Qiao say?"
"Kneel down at the first sight of the Demon Lord and don't say anything else."
Chu Xingzhi: "Ha, who wants to kneel to him?"
They still have some backbone. Xue Yu looked at the demons silently. He could feel the bloody smell of killing. But only at this moment, they clearly felt what absolute strength was and they were unable to resist at all. I can't mobilize my mind or my spiritual energy at all.
"...Demon clan."
"Is it the Demon Lord?" The monk behind him said with a trembling voice.
Xue Yu hummed softly.
If you are strong enough to a certain level, you won't be able to remember the other person's appearance at all. You clearly saw his face, but you can't remember it. Some people with cultivation levels below Foundation Establishment fell to the ground with a thump, and before they could release their pressure, they pushed forward. Can't stand it anymore.
Chu Xingzhi: "I won't kneel."
Mingxuan knelt down neatly. Seeing that he was still holding his neck, he clicked his tongue.
Zhou Xingyun looked at Ye Qinghan's iron-clad appearance, pulled the corner of his mouth, kicked him, and successfully made him kneel down.
"?"Eh.
Are they all so decisive?
Zhou Xiumu was confused. He found that these personal information were a little different from what he imagined.
To be precise, it belongs to the Changming Sect. It is different from the other four sects.
Whose family is so decisive in kneeling? Where is the backbone?
Seeing a group of direct descendants kneeling down on their own initiative, Demon Lord was very satisfied with this scene. Before coming, he was still thinking that if all these direct descendants were ignorant of life and death, then he would not mind killing a few so that these righteous little sheep would have a long memory.
A group of descendants knelt neatly at the front. The feeling of being slaughtered was not pleasant. There was no movement from the Demon Clan, and they didn't seem to intend to do anything. Just look at their frightened appearance.
Mu Chongxi: "He seems to enjoy watching us obediently waiting to die."
Xue Yu: "It's a common problem for those in high positions." They are aloof and like to play with all those who are lower than them and watch them humble themselves and survive.
Mingxuan said sincerely: "Then please let him discriminate against us for a while longer."
They don't want to face the Demon Lord head-on. Although the Demon Lord is also restricted, it is not something they can fight.
"Or we can fight him?" Mu Chongxi touched the sword on his waist, feeling a little unable to stand this depressing atmosphere.
After listening to all the whispers of the group of relatives, the Demon Lord lowered the pressure lightly. Everyone's collective expressions changed slightly. It seemed that he was very satisfied with their reactions. He finally said slowly: "Where is Ye Qiao?"
The first sentence made everyone change their expressions.
Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao again, Chu Xingzhi couldn't help it, she was so hated by people.
Seeing that the Demon King was about to exert more pressure, Mingxuan frowned, stretched out his hand, and the talisman fluttered on his fingertips. It was a technique he learned in the Blessing of Heaven, and the monks who dispersed everyone at once were firmly entangled. Being protected within the circle, one can clearly feel the pressure being reduced.
Ming Xuan raised his head cautiously and saw that the Demon Lord did not take such a small action of his seriously. He was slightly relieved and then answered slowly, "Junior sister is not here."
The Demon Lord looked at him gloomily and said nothing. His original intention was for that Ye Qiao.
Did she actually let her run away?
The Demon Lord came for Ye Qiao. Yun Que from the Yue Qing Sect was willing to surrender to the Demon and provide him with a position. Naturally, he would not let go of the opportunity to recruit people to the Demon Clan.
"Ye Qiao of the Changming Sect, Tianlinggen, it would be better if she can join." She was looking forward to the pain of those people after a righteous disciple like Ye Qiao became a demon.
"If there is no Ye Qiao, Mu Chongxi is not bad." For some reason, Yun Que never said anything about Ye Qinghan.
Hearing that Ye Qiao was not here, Demon Lord was not in a hurry. She was still in the human world, and it was only a matter of time before she was caught.
Several tied relatives were kneeling on the ground.
In the face of the absolute suppression of strength, apart from kneeling to the standard, I am afraid that there is nothing to sit on. Seeing Ye Qinghan trying to stand up and confront the Demon Lord, Song Han quickly forced him to the ground and knelt with him.
What a joke.
Can they provoke someone of Demon Lord's level?
A group of relatives held Ye Qinghan down and told him to calm down. This strange movement made the Demon Lord give him a strange look.
Have all the direct disciples in the world of cultivation now grown into this kind of virtue?
"Since Ye Qiao is not here, then Mu Chongxi and Ye Qinghan are here." The Demon Lord's expression was rather cold and a bit scornful.
If the two natural sword bones are not killed, then in time they will definitely become extremely terrifying swordsman geniuses.
Killing them would be too wasteful, it would be more interesting to force them to become demons.
Upon hearing his plan, the Demon Lord waved his hands lightly, and the two of them floated in mid-air. It seemed that they were planning to use brute force to pull Mu Zhongxi over. Several people from the Changming Sect subconsciously grabbed Mu Chongxi.
Seeing that these direct descendants seemed to want to take action, the Demon Lord smiled.
The next second.
Blood splattered on the clothes, and the atmosphere suddenly became dead.
Everyone turned their eyes and looked at the dead monk lying on the ground. Their movements froze slightly.
Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
It is self-evident who is threatening.
"If you don't let go, you will be the ones who die in the next second."
Mu Chongxi did not struggle and was brought in front of him. The Demon Lord seemed too lazy to look at them and said, "Take them away."
His goal from beginning to end was not these two direct descendants.
The dead monk was right in front of them. The smell of blood filled his nostrils, making Zhou Xingyun feel like vomiting for a moment. Looking at his junior brother who was being taken away, he looked up expressionlessly and put his hand on Duan Chen. .
Before he could take action, the position of the formation changed, a golden light flashed by, and a familiar voice floated softly:
"If you want to take away the disciples of our sect, you should at least ask our Changming Sect for our opinion, right?"
