Ye Chen's eyes fell on the sect, and there were still some fish that had slipped through the net. He had to kill them all.

There is no need to go and report the news to the Demon Clan.

As his figure flashed, Ye Chen rushed into the sect.

His spiritual consciousness swept across this world, let alone a cultivator, not even a small insect or a fly could escape his perception.

Half an hour later, Ye Chen stood in the Yudan Pavilion sect square, looking at the sect with a river of blood, and his heart was always peaceful.

Even if these scum of the human race kill millions or tens of millions with their own hands, they will not feel any ups and downs in their hearts.

Ye Chen flipped his wrist and took out a hundred pure magic pills.

The rich demonic energy coming out of it made Ye Chen feel longing in his heart.

He got into the cauldron and prepared to refine all the magic pills first.

This is a full hundred pieces, and it was refined by consuming countless precious elixirs and blood.

Originally, Gushan went to honor the Demon Clan in exchange for a way to be promoted.
Chapter completed!