Identify the other person's intentions.

Liu Sihai quickly shouted: "Wait..."

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

The dull drum sounded again, drowning Liu Sihai's voice.

It makes people unable to hear what he said.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people from Wuhua Island, the Demon Camp has already driven the disaster beasts under him into Wuhua Island.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

With the thunder of the disaster beast, the entire Wuhua Island began to tremble violently.

The disciples on Wuhua Island were even unable to stand firmly.

Where the disaster beasts settled, the earth was shaking, and all the flowers, plants and trees began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The twenty elders standing above Wuhua Island had no time to stop the pace of the Demon Camp.

It directly shook the skeleton under the violent collision and fell from the air.

But when it landed, it had already turned into twenty headless corpses.

Seeing twenty elders of the sect were killed, some on Wuhua Island were frightened, but some were also tempted to be bloody.

"The devil is coming and the elder is killed. How can my disciples from Wuhua Island be bloody?"

"Where are the 30,000 disciples?"

"exist!"

The shouts that rushed into the sky made the disciples on Wuhua Island rise, and thousands of figures flew out from Wuhua Island and rushed towards the demon camp.

The three hundred death row prisoners in the Demon Camp just looked at everything in front of them coldly.

The only response is silent killing.

Screaming, bloody rain, severing body, severing head.

There was a bloody scene above Wuhua Island, but as time went by, the originally boiling blood of the disciples of Wuhua Island began to cool down.

The momentum of unity against the enemy was gradually disintegrated.

Facing the group of people who call themselves the Demon Camp in front of you, this cannot be called a battle at all, nor is it a victory that can be achieved by number and momentum.

The killing of the Demon Camp made these disciples who felt transcendent from the mortal world since childhood and were above all else felt indifference like war.

This indifference makes them afraid.

In just half an hour, all tens of thousands of disciples who dared to participate in the battle were killed.

At this time, corpses with their heads being cut off can be seen everywhere on Wuhua Island.

Wuhua Island has become a sect of purgatory.

Looking at the broken bodies everywhere.

Some of the disciples who are still alive on Wuhua Island can't help but start vomiting.

The unbearable performance is not as good as the ordinary army in the secular world.

But the killing has not stopped.

Once the spirit-slaughtering drum is ringed, there is no room for it.

When the figure of the Demon Camp completely entered Wuhua Island from the sky, the wailing rose again.

The real killing has just begun.

The wind and clouds drift, and the tide rises and falls.

When the scorching sun hangs high at the highest point in the sky, there is no sound in Wuhua Island.

All over the island, there were only pungent blood and corpses everywhere.

Until the late arrival of the sect leader of the hundred sects of Bohai appeared.

The roar of grief resounded across Wuhua Island.

"Who is it? Who are they?"

"Why are you so cruel? You can slaughter my 30,000 disciples on Wuhua Island."

"I must make them pay the price of bleeding."

.........

Looking at the almost crazy four sect leaders of Wuhua Island, Jin Buhuan and others just kept silent and looked at all this with a serious expression.

I don't know how to comfort me.

After a while, Jin Buhuan said: "Let's go to the secret realm in Wuhua Island first, maybe there are still people alive."

Jin Buhuan's voice awakened the four sect masters.

With a whistle, the four sect masters rushed directly towards the secret realm.

"Who would like to pay for such a price?"

Hearing this, everyone spoke silently.

Looking at the expressions expressed by everyone, Jin Buhuan continued: "Thirty thousand disciples of Wuhua Island were slaughtered, leaving a shell in nothing, and they have died in name only."

"In order to avoid someone snatching it up in the future, it is better to use this secret realm to exchange for the opportunity to ask for help from Zhongtian Domain."

“It’s good for each of us.”

"But there is no need to kill the four sect masters..."

Jin Buhuan raised his eyebrows, and a cold look flashed in his eyes, looking at the person who spoke: "The Demon Camp is still in Bohai, and no one knows whether they have a next target. Maybe they have started another killing at this moment!"

"In this situation, do you think we still have more time to spend on our lips and tongue?"
Chapter completed!