Ao Bei's words seem simple and traditional.

But Qingdeng understood what kind of person Ao Bei was.

If a person like Ao Bei cannot stand on the same height as him, then everything he does and every word he says.

You can't really understand the profound meaning.

Qingdeng now understands the meaning of Ao Bei's dialect, but still can't see through the rhythm of Ao Bei's behavior.

Because Qingdeng didn't know what Ao Bei wanted.

This is also the reason why Ao Bei can control the green lamp.

It has nothing to do with realm or strength.

But Ao Bei's pattern is beyond the reach of Qingdeng today.

"Boom!"

......

The thunderous roar became clearer, and the true appearance of the black line finally appeared above Qinghe Town.

The iron hooves of the disaster beast were like heavy hammers that shook the earth. Before they could get closer, they directly turned the entire Qinghe Town into a ruin covered with cracks.

All the disciples of the twelve martial arts sects in Qinghe Town jumped into the air from Qinghe Town.

Soon, tens of thousands of figures gathered together and directly opposed the oncoming demon camp.

The direction of the twelve martial arts sects.

When Jin Buhuan and Zhang Chaosheng, who were hiding in the crowd, saw the figure of the visitor clearly, their faces changed as if they had seen a ghost.

Disaster beasts and droughts, black cloud robe, five braids, ghost heads and swords.

Even if they can't recognize these demons who are slaying, they can't forget this strange outfit.

The two of them even dreamed that the group of demons who abandoned their sects and fled from Bohai to hide would meet them again in a small place like Qinghe Town.

The killings that the Demon Camp once started in the Bohai Sea are still fresh in memory. They are engraved in their minds like nightmares and can never be dispersed.

Especially in the battle of Neptune Island, they had secretly witnessed the killing of the demon camp with their own eyes.

The end of it is described in the four words "Purgatory on Earth" and it is nothing.

At this time, Jin Buhuan and Zhang Chaosheng's intestines were regretful. They originally wanted to use the power of the twelve martial arts sects to re-establish the sect in the southern region, with the intention of re-emerging.

Unexpectedly, the plan had not yet officially started to be implemented, but we met those demons again.

If time could be reversed, even if Jin Buhuan and Zhang Chaosheng died, they would not come to the southern region.

"Sect Master Ding, who did your twelve martial arts sects offend? How could they provoke these demons?"

Beside Ding Xu, Jin Buhuan didn't care about maintaining his demeanor, and his anxious expression was clearly written on his face.

Seeing Jin Buhuan and Zhang Chaosheng's unbearable state, Ding Xu wondered: "Do you two know the origin of these people?"

Ding Xu could feel the unusualness of the Demon Camp, but he did not know the disaster beast Drought.

I don't know the horror of the Demon Camp.

I heard that Ding Xu didn't know about the Demon Camp.

This made Jin Buhuan almost unable to help but curse.

Since we don’t even know the Demon Camp, how could the Twelve Martial Arts Sects provoke these demons?

But at this time, Jin Buhuan had no time to explain to Ding Xu.

Once those demons ring the spirit-slaying drum, everything will be over.

Jin Buhuan hurriedly said, "Sect Master Ding, if you don't want all the 40,000 elite disciples of the twelve martial arts sects to die in Qinghe Town, you should do what I said right now."

Seeing that Jin Buhuan was so serious, Ding Xu said suspiciously: "Zheng Master Jin, who is the other party? You feel so scared?"

Jin Buhuan smiled bitterly and said, "Zengzhu Ding, I will no longer hide it from you."

"Those people call themselves the Demon Camp, and they are even more of a group of real demons. I, the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Bohai Sect, were all slaughtered by these people in less than seven days."

"The reason why Mr. Zhang and I appeared in the southern region is because we escaped from the Bohai Sea."

If you can take into account your own face, Jin Buhuan will definitely not tell the truth.

But at this critical moment, there is no better way for Jin Buhuan.

Under the gaze of those demons, if you want to escape, you will only die quickly.

Looking at the disciples of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects who were confused around them, Jin Buhuan knew that they had not realized that the blade of death had already been placed on their necks.

Jin Buhuan's words scared Ding Xu very much.

But in Ding Xu's eyes, there was always a strong sense of suspicion.

Ding Xu didn't seem to believe Jin Buhuan's words.

Or, it is hard to believe.

Ding Xu said: "These people in front of us are only 300. Can they kill hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Bohai Hundred Sects within seven days?"

"Isn't Master Jin joking with me, right?"

Seeing that Ding Xu was still suspicious, Jin Buhuan became anxious: "Zengzhu Ding, there is no time to explain so much now."

"Before killing, the demon camp will definitely be accompanied by strange drum sounds, representing the killing of life."

"If you wait for the drum to hit the spirit, it will be too late to regret it."

"No one will stop the killing of the demon camp."

"You should do it now as I said."

Jin Buhuan's eagerness and seriousness made Ding Xu believe in the horror of the Demon Camp.

Ningse said, "What do you want from Master Jin to do?"

"Beg for your life!"

"Faced with the Demon Camp, all resistance and struggle are futile. Only by begging for life can you have a glimmer of hope!"

"But I can't guarantee that this method will succeed."

Faced with Jin Buhuan's seriousness, Ding Xu's face lost his joy.

The voice became a little colder: "Will the twelve martial arts sects beg for their lives from a group of unknown people?"

"I think Sect Master Jin is really joking!"

Ding Xu's voice was cold, and Jin Buhuan's face became even colder: "Sect Master Ding, I am saving the lives of 40,000 elite disciples of your twelve martial arts sects."

"You have never seen the horror of those demons, and you will never know their horror."

"Is that so? Then I really want to see it."

Ding Xu smiled contemptuously and ignored Jin Buhuan.

I think that as the leader of the twelve martial arts sects, Ding Xu is also the deputy leader of the Dayu Tianzong.

Facing a mere 300 people, if they still end up begging for their lives, then how can they be in the face of his twelve martial arts sects?

Jin Buhuan's words and deeds were in full view of everyone and could not be concealed.

Therefore, many people in the Twelve Martial Arts Sects heard what Jin Buhuan said.

Everyone immediately had doubts about Jin Buhuan, the leader of the Bohai Hundred Sects.

What is the dignified leader of the Hundred Sects?

It shouldn't be!

Among the crowd, only those who know Jin Buhuan's good killing life best know what kind of person he is.

If he hadn't been really scared, Jin Buhuan wouldn't have reacted like this in front of so many people.

And the existence that could make Jin Buhuan so scared, the other party’s group of people dressed in strange ways would definitely not be simple.

Watching Jin Buhuan's actions, the figure who was so killing gradually disappeared into the crowd.

My master is insidious and cunning. If he really faces danger, he will definitely have the means to save his life.

It's never wrong to follow him.

He thought to himself secretly.
Chapter completed!