Faced with Xiong Kai's indifferent gaze, tens of thousands of disciples of the twelve martial arts sects were already scared and retreated one after another.

Who would have thought that Zhao Ji, Zhuo Butong and Kong Yi would be unable to defeat the power of the man in front of him?

When did such a terrifying person appear in the southern region?

Xiongkai, this name is destined to spread like a gust of wind on the entire southern region.

However, the current situation could no longer tolerate the twelve martial arts sects thinking too much, because after Xiong Kai's voice fell, the drum sound of the spirit-dumping drum had already sounded again.

The ghost-headed sword of the three hundred death row prisoners also stood up again.

Killing reappears.

Death follows.

The deaths of Zhao Ji and the other two were not the end of the entire Twelve Martial Arts Sects, but the real beginning.

In the Twelve Martial Arts Sects, when Ding Xu saw Xiong Kai killing Zhao Ji with one person's strength, Zhuo Butong and Kong Yi.

My heart suddenly felt ashamed.

I recalled what Jin Buhuan said before again.

The horror of the Demon Camp may really not be fabricated by Jin Buhuan.

But now, it is too late to stop the Demon Camp.

When he watched the figure of the Demon Camp rush towards the Twelve Martial Arts Sects with his own eyes, Ding Xu seemed to foresee the ending of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects.

Could it be that all the 40,000 elite disciples of the twelve martial arts sects will be destroyed in Qinghe Town?

"Chew!"

Before Ding Xu could think about it, a black shadow passed by before his eyes, and Ding Xu's head had been slashed by the ghost-headed sword.

The deputy leader of the Dayu Tianzong, facing the Demon Camp, did not even have time to react.

Because the fastest knife in the Demon Camp is Wang Menghe's knife.

Facing Wang Menghe's sword, Ding Xu shouldn't have time to react.

Seeing Ding Xu being killed by the Demon Camp, tens of thousands of disciples from the Twelve Martial Arts Sects suddenly lost their last backbone.

Suddenly, there was a complete chaos.

But the more chaotic the disciples of the twelve martial arts sects will die faster.

The body is falling constantly, and blood rain is constantly pouring out.

If someone draws a picture of the scene in front of him, then the name of the painting must be called Purgatory on Earth.

Time goes by, killing continues.

The sound outside the restaurant was getting weaker and weaker.

Until there was no sound outside the restaurant, Jin Buhuan and others waited for a long time before they dared to see their eyes outside the restaurant.

When Jin Buhuan and others looked out of the restaurant, their faces were pale and terrified.

It seemed that outside the diner, they saw the existence that made them creepy.

He was always watching the good killing of Jin Buhuan and Zhang Chaosheng, and was curious about the changes in their expressions, and subconsciously looked out.

In an instant, there was no blood in the killing world.

The demon camp, which slaughtered tens of thousands of disciples of the twelve martial arts sects, stood silently outside the wine shop.

The ghost-headed sword has not been sheathed, and the strong murderous aura on its body is even more forcing.

Just standing there without moving can scare Jin Buhuan and his legs tremble.

Seeing that the Demon Camp was outside the wine shop at this moment, Jin Buhuan turned his head and knelt down in front of Qingdeng: "Master, help me, the Demon Camp is outside the wine shop at this moment. There is no one here except the Master, but I can save my life."

Seeing that Jin Buhuan knelt down at the green lamp, Zhang Chaosheng knelt down together regardless of his age.

Haoshousheng not far away may have seen that Qingdeng is the only person who can stop the demon camp. Without hesitation, he also went forward and knelt down to Qingdeng for help.

Before facing death, people will always unconsciously want to seize something.

Even if it's just a straw that can easily break.

They will also seize it at all costs.

This is human instinct.

Faced with the begging of the three, Qingdeng was indifferent, no, it should be unremitting.

If the green lamp before was a lake, he only wanted to protect the lives of the fish in Hubo.

As for why these fish cause the fire and the rage, Qingdeng doesn't care. He just wants all the living to live. This is his never-killing way.

But now the green lamp has merged into the sea from the lake, and what he sees is all living things in the entire sea.

And in the sea, there are not just fish.

All things are born and restrained.

Only cycles can symbiosis.

So what he wants to do now is to carry all things, not to interfere with the cycle of life and death of all things.

The realm in front of him is not the ultimate realm of Qinglan, but the realm he is in.

The sea has a tolerant heart, so that it is not to kill.

There are also roaring waves in the sea, which is for destruction.

Killing or not killing, saving or not saving is only a matter of the thought of Qingdeng and cannot control his emotions.

Qingdeng said: "The person who can determine your life and death is not the little monk. If the little monk can determine your life and death, you would not have come here from Bohai."

Qingdeng's words are still obscure and difficult to understand, and Jin Buhuan and others still do not understand them carefully.

There is a generation gap that is difficult to cross the domain for communication at two different levels.

"Let's go!"

Ao Bei, by the window, turned around slowly and spoke lightly.

He raised his footsteps and walked out of the tavern.

Qingdeng ignored Jin Buhuan and others, and fell half a step behind Ao Bei, and walked out of the wine shop together.

Seeing that Qingdeng was about to leave with the boy, Jin Buhuan had no time to think about the boy's identity, so he quickly got up and followed Qingdeng.

Only by Qingdeng's side in the entire Qinghe Town can Jin Buhuan feel a little safe.

Before he could get out of the restaurant, when Jin Buhuan and his friends saw the appearance of the demons clearly, their feet were so scared that they couldn't move.

But Qingdeng and the young man walked out of the restaurant fearlessly, so they had to follow them with the courage to follow them.

When Ao Bei's figure appeared outside the wine shop.

Three hundred ghost-headed swords were sheathed at the same time, and the three hundred death row prisoners in the Demon Camp looked solemn and knelt down on one knee.

He bowed: "Battery Commander!"

The surprisingly consistent voice connected into a line and came into everyone's ears, which scared Jin Buhuan and others.

"battalion commander?"

Seeing the actions of the people in the Demon Camp, Jin Buhuan and others looked at the young man in front of Qingdeng.

They suddenly realized a terrible fact.

Immediately afterwards, Ao Bei's calm gaze flashed slightly and said, "Get up!"

Three hundred death row prisoners stood up without saying a word, all of them focused on Ao Bei and their king.

The moment Jin Buhuan heard Ao Bei speak, he collapsed unconsciously to the ground.

It would be a strange story to be able to scare the leader of the Bohai Hundred Sects into this way.

Who would have thought that the group of demons who were killed in the sky in front of them would be such a young man.

In order to avoid the Demon Camp, Jin Budian actually stayed under the same roof with this young man for so long.

No wonder Qingdeng said that before.

Now it was not only gold Buchang, but even Zhang Chaosheng and Haoshousheng understood.
Chapter completed!