"Mr. Liu, based on the current situation of the sect, what should we do if the demon camp comes to the door?"

Pinching his beard, Mr. Liu flashed his wise eyes and slowly spoke: "I can't stop it anymore, I can only leave!"

"Walk!?"

This method is indeed the best way now, but after staying in this place for so long, if they can leave, they will not be so embarrassed.

Mr. Liu said: "In the past, I was deceived in Baoding City and almost misunderstood Elder Jiankong. Therefore, I searched for treasure medicine everywhere to relieve Elder Jiankong's injuries."

"Now Elder Jiankong's injuries have been settled, and it's time to leave."

After saying that, Mr. Liu stood up, bowed farewell to the few remaining officials of the Xiyan Sword Sect, and then stood up and left.

Although everyone was sad about Mr. Liu's departure, no one stopped him.

After all, Mr. Liu has helped the Xiyan Sword Sect enough.

Since Mr. Liu entered the Sword Sect of Xiyan, he not only used extremely precious medicine to stabilize Jiankong's injuries, but after the revival of his vitality in the Zhengnan Domain, Mr. Liu also acted as a think tank to provide advice to the twelve martial arts sects.

Many exquisite plans were drawn up in advance.

If it is carried out normally according to the plan, within ten years, the twelve martial arts sects can become the leader of the practice world in the southern region.

Moreover, without the help of Mr. Liu, the Twelve Martial Arts Sects would never have been able to successfully integrate into the secular world in such a short time and establish such great prestige in the secular world.

This Mr. Liu is the aide to the eldest prince Su Yi in Baoding Prefecture, Liu Zhongmou.

On the same day, Su Yi was killed. Liu Zhongmou was frightened and wanted to survive. He listened to Ao Bei's words and went to the border to find Tuoba Qianyu.

With Tuoba Qianyu's protection in the border area, Liu Zhongmou's fortune was saved.

But at that time, Liu Zhongmou only thought that he would live in the border area like a mouse for the rest of his life without tomorrow.

But Liu Zhongmou could not have imagined that less than half a year after he arrived in the border area, someone found him.

Afterwards, Liu Zhongmou became a member of the Tianji Shogunate.

When Liu Zhongmou felt the mystery of the Tianji Shogunate and the unprecedented concepts he had implemented, Liu Zhongmou only felt that he had lived in vain for the first half of his life.

People will make many choices in their lives.

The choice to enter the Tianji Shogunate was not in the hands of Liu Zhongmou, but it was Liu Zhongmou's most proud and grateful thing.

Since the recovery of the vitality of the Zhengnan Domain, there has always been a faint shadow behind the twelve martial arts sects.

This shadow never dominates the direction of the twelve martial arts sects, but will become an indicator to guide the actions of the twelve martial arts sects at an appropriate time.

This person is Liu Zhongmou.

Behind Liu Zhongmou is the shogunate.

As for the Tianji Shogunate, it is naturally Ao Bei.

All of this is part of the plan starting from the entry of the twelve martial arts sects into the Dali Dynasty.

All the results, seemingly coincidental and accidental.

In fact, it is inevitable.

All Ao Bei wants is a result.

What the Tianji Shogunate has to do is to draw up a perfect plan around this result.

The twelve martial arts sects intervened in the Dali Dynasty, and the demon camp slaughtered Qinghe Town.

What Ao Bei wants is a reason to destroy the twelve martial arts sects and then affect the entire southern region.

The Tianji Shogunate gave this reason.

A perfect reason.

With this reason, the secret chess of the secret net can truly leap from the southern realm to the entire Tianyuan Continent.

This reason may be complicated, but it must not be missing.

Everything has reasons and causes and effects, for those who are hiding in the deepest part of the Tianyuan Continent.

All events must have an accidental process to be considered reasonable.

Liu Zhongmou's departure made the atmosphere of the entire Xiyan Sword Sect even heavier.

When strength cannot resolve the situation, people usually rely on intelligence.

But the only think tank that Xiyan Jian Sect can rely on has also left. For the rest of the people, all they can do is wait.

Even they themselves don't know what they are waiting for.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just before Liu Zhongmou left for too long, a huge sound came from the sky, causing the entire Xiyan Sword Sect to shake.

Then, the black shadows connected into a straight line, from far to near, and appeared extremely quickly above the Xiyan Sword Sect.

"Disaster beast, drought-historic robe, black cloud robe, five braids, ghost-headed sword!"

When he saw the figure of the visitor clearly, the only few remaining officials of the Xiyan Sword Sect were frightened on the spot.

This was the first time they had seen the figure of the Demon Camp with their own eyes, but the figure of the Demon Camp had already been engraved into their minds.

After seeing it with your own eyes, the fear and shock brought to them by the Demon Camp was even greater.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Xiyan Sword Sect, it's over!"

When the sound of the Tu Ling Drum sounded over the Xiyan Sword Sect, this was the last echo in the minds of several officials.

The drum sounds dissipated, the demons held the sword, the killing was coming, and the creatures were extinct.

Liu Zhongmou, who was already far away from the Xiyan Sword Sect, was separated by several miles, looking at the direction of the Xiyan Sword Sect, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Whispering: "The world of the world is no different from the sects outside the world!"

"You did what you should do."

“I’m just doing what I should do.”

"Don't blame me, there must be someone who is chosen."

"If you want to blame, you will blame yourself for your bad luck!"

The voice gradually dissipated, and Liu Zhongmou's figure became farther and farther away.

And behind him, the nightmare of the Xiyan Sword Sect has just begun.

......

In three days, the evil name of the Demon Camp spread throughout the Southern Region.

It was only three days before, and the killings in the Demon Camp seemed like an eruption of lava, endless and endless.

Xiyan Sword Sect, Yinshan Sect, Bingling Academy, Tianhong Gate...

The twelve martial arts sects, starting from Qinghe Town, have been in less than seven days so far.

But seven of the twelve martial arts sects were killed by the demon camp.

It is a massacre, not a massacre.

The difference between one word means completely different.

Wherever the demon camp arrives, nothing survives in the seven sects.

All that remains is the dead silence like hell.

The horror and power of the Demon Camp once again made the entire southern region boil.

But what is boiling is not the passion, but the panic deep in my heart.

If this continues, the twelve martial arts sects will definitely be completely destroyed by the demon camp.

The remaining five major sects are also in danger.

They had long been careless about the inheritance of the sect, and they fled one after another and rushed to the top of Haixi.

For the remaining sects, they had the only hope left on the strange man from the Southern Region, the Lord of Haixi.

After all, that strange man is most likely the first real capable person in the southern region.
Chapter completed!