The first-generation demon who led the team in front of Wudongzong was called Nightmare, a space-shaped demon. He has no wings and flesh on his body, his skin is lavender, and he is three meters tall. He is relatively slender and has a large or small thorn at each joint, especially the row of long thorns on his back. abnormal.

    And each of his hands has three sharp claws like Wolverine, but it is more ferocious and sharp, and the space is scratched with cracks.

    At this moment, Nightmare Mi was looking at Fatty Dongyan''s mouth with indifference, and his mouth has not stopped since they came to now.

    "Dude, come in and sit for a while and have a glass of wine. You have come all the way here, right? If you don''t say hello, it''s not that others say that I don''t know how to behave, right?"

    "Come on, give me a face."

    "Dude, don''t be so cool, just smile, it''s all a family, right?" Dong Yan didn''t seem to see the expressions of the elders and disciples behind him, and his mouth was still shaking bullets.

    The expressions of the elders and disciples behind him shook with his words, and their expressions kept changing, with bitter smiles, bitterness, helplessness, and sadness.

    Dong Yan said babaly for more than half an hour, but Nightmare still looked at him indifferently. Dong Yan glanced at him, his heart sank, he took a deep breath, then opened the gourd and took a sip of wine.

    "Are you finished?" Nightmare Mi''s cold voice came, and the light sound can make people shiver.

    "Hey, can I have a few words with them?" Dong Yan sighed and said to Nightmare Mi. He Dongyan can be called a venerable person, and he can make the sect so big. He is not a fool, and he is naturally clear about the current situation.

    He felt a palpitating aura on this eccentric who only had the strength of the Three Realms, and knew that the Wind Demon Army was not something his Wudong Sect disciples could compare to.

    So now there is only one way to go.

    "Okay." Nightmare nodded. Dong Yan said thank you, then turned to face the elders and the disciples.

    "Elders and disciples, you have also seen that now Wudongzong is on the edge of a cliff, I will not fight them, that is to say, I will surrender to them, so Wudongzong is disbanded, where do you want to go? Just go, let''s go!" After Dong Yan said these words, his waist was bent a few degrees, and he felt a lot older.

    Wudongzong is his hard work, but now he wants to wipe his hard work, which is no different from cutting his own flesh.

    "metropolitan…"

    "Sect Master, I won''t go. I grew up in Wudong Sect since I was a child, and I won''t go anywhere."

    "Yes, I will be where the Sect Master is."

    "We''re not going." A voice sounded. The voices of the more than 100,000 disciples were pushed together, louder than the market, like countless bees buzzing around their ears.

    When Dong Yan listened to their words, his eyes turned red, but he quickly controlled his emotions.

    "You stay, I can''t guarantee your safety." Dong Yan shook his head and said.

    "No, the sect master is not afraid, what are we afraid of..." Dong Yan: "..." Dong Yan now wants to beat the disciple who said this, what is it that I am not afraid, if I want to escape, can I still escape?

    He glanced at Nightmare Mi, um... I should be able to escape.

    "Do whatever you want, but there will be no Wudong Sect anymore." After Dongyan finished saying this, he turned to face Nightmare Mi and lowered his head: "I surrender." Nightmare Mi glanced at him lightly and nodded. .