I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

At that time, the group, who were on their way to support the demons, were puzzled about what kind of flying vehicle to carry them.

"First of all, the airship is too large a target."

"Flying on a sword isn't very effective either. It's too conspicuous." Due to the invasion of the demon race, ordinary cultivators are hiding in inconspicuous places. No one will fly into the sky, as it would be easy for the demon king circling in the air to catch them.

Flying into the sky on a sword so brazenly would mean being caught in no time.

"Walking?"

No.

They refused.

Ye Qiao looked up thoughtfully, placed her hand on her forehead, and suddenly pointed at the demonic beast in mid-air, "Are all the demonic kings hovering above us flying? Let's shoot them down and see if we can ride them."

The winged demon king should have no problem carrying them all the way.

Riding demonic beasts was standard practice for the Changming Sect. Those who hadn't experienced it before exchanged bewildered glances. "You can ride those things?"

Ye Qiao nodded: "Yes. I'll have Mu Chongxi ride it for you to see later."

Song Hansheng didn't hesitate. He was also worried about the situation of the elders and sect leader of Yueqing Sect. The young man drew his bow and aimed at the position of a demon king. Three bright moon arrows hit different targets. The bright moon arrows were powerful, but three arrows were not enough to shoot down the demon king.

But it's more than enough to provoke anger.

In an instant, the three demon kings swooped down, aiming their sharp beaks at the humans below, which gleamed with a cold light.

"That ignorant and reckless cultivator!"

It can talk.

That was undoubtedly the Demon King.

Just a second before they pierced through with their sharp beaks, Chu Xingzhi kicked out, creating a large crater. The ground was smashed through three times in succession. He himself carried the inheritance of the dragon race, and the suppression of his innate bloodline made the demon king tremble instead of resist.

Birds are easier to deal with than other demon kings, and their weaknesses are obvious. Once you step on their sharp beaks, they all lie prostrate on the ground, not daring to move.

The uncontrollability of riding the Demon King is greater than that of the demon beasts, so Ye Qiao is preparing to call KFC to pull the cart.

Even with its bloodline suppressed, the Phoenix, the king of birds, wouldn't dare to bite back on the road.

Phoenix's growth rate depends on Ye Qiao's feeding speed and her breakthrough efficiency. After Ye Qiao reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, Phoenix's size also increased by almost a size.

Mingxuan's eyes sparkled: "Let's admire the giant KFC!"

The bigger the KFC chicken grew, the more it resembled the legendary phoenix. The moment it was released, a direct descendant exclaimed in astonishment, "Does your Changming Sect truly harbor a phoenix?"

"What phoenix are you hiding? I already told you this is KFC!" Mingxuan ignored them and jumped up.

Thanks to Ye Qiao's peculiar naming ability, anyone who questioned that their Changming Sect was secretly keeping a phoenix was shut down by their single word "chicken".

"Come on up, come on up."

Zhou Yizhe: "You're even making a phoenix pull the cart?"

Zhou Xingyun slapped him down, his voice listless: "I already said you're a prostitute. Shut up!"

……

Three demon kings were tied to the back of the KFC, which flew in front. It was also angry. Not only was it called out by Ye Qiao to do hard labor, but it was also hungry every day. Ye Qiao had no money to feed it!

A phoenix is ​​quite large, pulling three birds along with a rope as it flies wildly forward. From a distance, it looks like a mutated four-headed bird.

It's easy to imagine the psychological trauma this caused to a group of unsuspecting cultivators.

"What is that?"

"Holy crap, a three-headed bird!!"

"It doesn't seem to have three heads; it's a bird with three bodies and three heads connected together!"

"What kind of tactic is this from the demon race? Is this race recorded in the Records of Exotic Beasts?"

"No, it might be a mutated bird."

"That aura... it's somewhat like that of a demon king...?"

The sheer terror of the creature swooping down from afar was intense. The cultivators were already mentally exhausted from guarding the border cities time and again, and the sudden sight of such a colossal creature flying towards them at a steady pace nearly made them drop their weapons, their legs going weak on the spot.

Xie Chuxue, who had been sent outside by Qin Fanfan to get some fresh air, paused slightly while lying on the ground. He sat up, narrowed his eyes, and said with unusual certainty, "No. That's not the Demon King." He had dealt with the Demon King many times, and the Demon King definitely didn't have such a strong aura.

Not the Demon King?

That kind of behemoth is even more frightening.

"That...that's the Demon Emperor?"

Demon Emperor?

Xie Chuxue stood up, his expression slightly contorted. The talisman in his hand tightened involuntarily, his palm bleeding from the force of his grip. He controlled his wildly beating heart and stared intently at the sky. Demon Emperor?

He had no recollection of it.

If it were a demon king, probing with divine sense would only result in a backlash. Xie Chuxue took a small step forward, gradually suppressing all her emotions, her eyes filled with a deep and unfathomable look. Where exactly did things go wrong?

Is it Yun Que? Or is the Demon Clan up to something?

An unidentified object appeared in mid-air, startling all the cultivators who quickly grabbed their weapons and equipment to defend themselves and stop it.

Suddenly, the people who were sleeping on the phoenix's back were mercilessly bombarded by magical artifacts and talismans.

Fortunately, there were many talisman and weapon cultivators on the mounts, who could easily block the attack with a flick of their fingers, preventing the tragedy of being blown up by their own people while they were asleep.

Mu Chongxi, on his deathbed, sat bolt upright in shock, his eyes wide: "Who? Who attacked us?"

Ye Qiao gestured for him to look down.

A group of cultivators stood in a row, some holding talismans and others holding swords, ready to kill them as soon as they came down.

Why did they hit us?

Mu Chongxi felt so wronged that she died.

Not only were they not warmly welcomed, but a group of cultivators even attacked them.

Zhou Xingyun pointed to the direct descendants of the Eight Great Families who were being dragged and pulled by the demon kings and were almost vomiting, and paused for a few seconds: "It must be... our impressive lineup that scared them."

KFC is dragging three demon kings along behind, running wildly forward. Who wouldn't be scared by this scene?

This is just human nature.

"I told you not to do this weird stuff!" Qin Huai grabbed Ye Qiao's shoulders and shook her, and Ye Qiao was immediately pulled around like seaweed.

Ye Qinghan was even more puzzled, "Does manipulating their mentality make you this happy?"

This familiar taste is like a second spring.

Ye Qiao was dizzy from being shaken. She admitted that scaring the group of disciples the first time was intentional, but—

"This really wasn't what I expected."

She had expected to be warmly welcomed by a group of people, after all, she had brought a group of loyal followers and helpers, so she shouldn't be treated like this.

Chu Xingzhi saw the flash of sword light below and his expression hardened: "Don't speak yet, my master is going to use his sword to kill us."

The atmosphere on the phoenix's back was lively, while the cultivators below were almost driven mad with fear.

No matter what kind of attack was used, it seemed to have no effect, and all of them were blocked by the demon king.

The dazzling light nearly swallowed all attack methods, and then the leading bird flew straight towards them, heading towards the cultivators' base camp.

"Make your move!" The sect leader of the Sword Inquiry Sect immediately sneered, raised his hand and a long sword appeared before his eyes. He grasped it swiftly, knowing that even a demon emperor had no reason to be able to reach them.

Xie Chuxue possessed the strongest divine sense present. The moment the large bird plummeted, she quickly scanned its back, and the young man's eyes widened in astonishment. "There seem to be several people sitting on that bird's back? Ahhhhh, wait a minute!!"

Qin Fanfan snapped impatiently, "Shut up! Xie Chuxue! Stop making those weird noises... Wait, wait a minute, Xiao Qiao?!"