The devil cult was filled with the sounds of killing.
When Xie Wange arrived at the Demon Cult, he saw Li Yan'an holding a sword, with his hair loose and his eyes red with killing intent.
There were corpses one after another at his feet, and the blood was gushing over the soles of his shoes and even the hem of his clothes.
"Li Yangu!"
Hearing Xie Wange's voice, Asher Yan slowed down in drawing the sword, but still stabbed it into the neck of a monk.
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