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Chapter 737 New Enmity, Old Enmity ([-])

"The Demon Lord! It's really the Demon Lord!"

The entire originally sad hall suddenly boiled.

I don't know who took the lead, all the disciples knelt down and kowtowed to Qi Wei.

"Mozun, please avenge us!"

"Mozun, the people in Jiuxing Mountain say that you have no courage to show up, that you are a waste, we firmly don't believe it!"

"Mozun, although our Ten Thousand Demon Sect has been established for a short time, we will never allow it to be bullied like this! To bully the Ten Thousand Demon Sect is to bully you, the Demon Venerable!"

For a moment, all the disciples knelt down and begged Qi Wei in grief.

In the eyes of the disciples who survived the catastrophe, the demon king is the god who came to the world, their belief, and their savior.

Xi Wei looked at the people on the ground, her expression didn't change much.

He is a god above the ground. He has seen such a scene more than once or twice, and he has long been unable to cause any waves in his heart.

His mind was as calm as water, but Shen Xiaole couldn't bear it anymore.

She walked up to Qiwei, and said to her disciples, "The Venerable Mozun of Wanmo Sect will definitely repay him!"

Hearing Shen Xiaole's words, the disciples raised their heads and looked at Qi Wei in a daze.

I saw Xi slightly nodded, expressing his agreement.

At this time, the hearts of the disciples jumped for joy, and the entire hall boiled up.

"Great, our revenge will definitely be avenged!"

"Aren't there still four mountains left in Jiuxing Mountain? Soon there will be no more mountains!"

"That Zixin is a beast in clothes! He kills the most with swords in his hands!"

"Several of my brothers and sisters died at his hands!"

The disciples, who were cheering, stopped, and many of them began to wipe their tears when they thought of their fellow disciples who had been killed.

The breath of mourning is spreading, and the entire hall is plunged into sorrow.

Shen Xiaole looked at them who were overjoyed and saddened, and she suddenly felt that this so-called Demon Cult was more humane, warmer, and more heart-melting than those decent sects of cultivating immortals.

It was these disciples who had no ability to fight back, and half of them died tragically under Zi Xin's sword.

Thinking of Zixin, Shen Xiaole hated her so much that she couldn't help clenching her fists.

"Xiao Le, we must discuss the revenge plan carefully, and this matter must not be let go easily!" Zhong Xiaotong said through gritted teeth.

"Discussion? There's nothing to discuss. Kill people to pay for their lives, blood for blood, just kill them back!"

As soon as Shen Xiaole said this, everyone fell silent and stared at her blankly.

No need to discuss?Kill directly?

"Xiao Le, don't be impulsive."

"I'm not impulsive. We have the certainty of victory and absolute strength, so there is nothing to discuss. What is Zixin? The disciples of Wanmomen will follow, and we will settle the old and new grievances together!"

After Shen Xiaole finished speaking, she turned around, flew out of the main hall, and flew towards the direction where Xiuxian Zhengzheng was.

Seeing Shen Xiaole fly away, Yuxue and Zhong Xiaotong followed behind her firmly.

Seeing that they were all flying away, the disciples of Wanmomen followed without hesitation.

Looking at the people following her behind her, Shen Xiaole's heart became more and more firm.

In fact, she has calculated that Jiuxing Mountain seems to have a profound foundation, but it has been exhausted on the master in the past year, and now Zi Xin is holding on.

Thinking of Zixin, Shen Xiaole wished to crush him to ashes.

This grudge has dragged on for too long, it's time to settle it!

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