The power and speed of the disaster beast are proportional to the speed.

Anyone who wants to escape from Neptune Island will surely die sooner.

The knife rises and the knife falls.

The purest killing skills are constantly harvesting one living life after another.

Even most of the time, more people have not yet completely approached the Demon Camp.

He was directly absorbed by Han Kui and stepped into a meat paste.

The combination of killing in the Demon Camp and the disaster beasts and droughts has evolved the most perfect killing art in this world.

It's so wonderful that it makes people scary.

The remaining sects of the Bohai Hundred Sects originally wanted to lead their disciples to escape from the Sea King Island first.

But these people became the souls of the Demon Camp under the ghost-headed sword in the shortest time.

Witness the power and horror of the demon camp.

There are nearly 200,000 disciples on Neptune Island, but none of them have the intention of killing and fighting.

Howling, wailing, exclaiming...

From the moment the Demon Camp appeared, these sounds never stopped.

Just like the last words before death, they began to spread to the entire Bohai Sea from Neptune Island.

The listener is frightened, and the listener is frightened.

After a long time, all those who wanted to escape from Neptune Island gave up their naive ideas.

Under the killing of those demons, those who want to escape will die faster.

But being in Neptune Island made them feel sad and unable to escape from Neptune Island. In the end, death is still waiting for them.

"Why, why do you kill so inhumanely?"

"Why are you here?"

"What the hell do you want? We can hand it over, just beg you, please stop..."

"Stop killing!"

"Let us go..."

Suddenly, a sad wail sounded from the island, some wanted to escape, some wanted to fight to the death, and some wanted to survive.

Whatever the purpose of the Demon Camp appears here.

As long as you can live, what price can you pay for most people on Aquaman Island?

Looking at the disciples of the Hundred Sects who were kneeling on the ground in pain on the island of Neptune.

They lost their former spirit and their dullness in their eyes made them look like walking zombies.

If you just want to live but don’t dare to ask for anything, what if you are not a walking corpse?

This allowed the death row prisoners of the Demon Camp to see their figure when they were in the death row camp.

The people in front of us were no similar to those at that time.

However, once the spirit-slaughtering drum is sounded, the killing cannot stop.

No one dares to violate the rules set by Ao Bei.

Responding to these people is still endless killing and death.

It's just the sharpness of the ghost-headed sword, which makes them feel pain even before they can feel it.

This also makes most people walk relatively peacefully.

But in the eyes of the rest, the Demon Camp has become the incarnation of the devil.

They knew death was coming, but they even had the courage to fight to the death.

Praying is useless.

Fight to death in vain.

It seems that the only ending they have left is waiting for death.

The killing remains the same, and the wailings on Neptune Island remain the same.

However, as time goes by, the sound on Neptune Island is gradually weakening.

Even if this frequency is extremely slow and subtle.

But over time, it can still be clearly distinguished.

Until the disciples on Neptune Island had only more than ten thousand, the prayers and screams completely disappeared at this time.

The people who are still alive are powerless.

The fear is extreme, and the rest is numbness.

"The world of the world is vast; the harmony of yin and yang combine with Chen Tang!"

"Dreams at the third update of the cold frost in September; autumn goes to spring to see the yellow leaves!"

"The world is unpredictable, and the dead are gone!"

"If you are still alive, let them live!"

Just when the last ten thousand disciples of Neptune Island were ashamed and ready to accept their last destiny.

A colorful light suddenly emerged from the sky that had already darkened.

I saw a majestic figure, barefoot stepping on the lotus, chanting the sound of persuading goodness, and coming through the air.

The songs of the world of admonishment in good deeds are like the joy of the sky. Those who recite must be blessed with the heart and have the way of everything.

Since the birth of the Red Dust Temple, six emperors have been born.

Among them, only one emperor successfully understood the song of exhortation of good deeds in the world.

Qingdeng is the second person after this emperor.

From this, we can see how amazing Qingdeng's talent is.

Under the Song of Advocation, whether it is the demon camp filled with murderous aura or the disciples of the hundred sects who are numb and dull, waiting for death.

Their minds became peaceful and peaceful.

The murderous aura dissipated, and the blood and energy surrounding Neptune Island gradually dissipated.

When the blue lamp appeared, the three hundred death row prisoners in the Demon Camp inexplicably felt powerless.

But strangely, they actually felt an indescribable aura of intimacy on Qingdeng.

Such an aura made the Demon Camp feel strange.

At this moment, the Demon Camp did not know what happened to Qingdeng.

When they woke up in the Abyss of the World, Qingdeng was in the demon space.

Three miles away from Neptune Island, Ao Bei and Li Ergou stood on the back of the giant-toothed whale.

Li Ergou looked at Haiwang Island with his eyes, stood behind Ao Bei and said, "Young Master, Qingdeng will probably stop the Demon Camp when he goes here."

Ao Bei did not look back, and the calm voice drifted into Li Ergou's ears with the soft and cool breeze.

"A half-god and half-demon, good and evil are one. If the green lamp is not stopped, the green lamp will not be a green lamp."

A strange look appeared in Li Ergou's eyes.

He thought that he could keep up with Ao Bei's pace now.

But Li Ergou suddenly realized that he could not understand Ao Bei's true intentions at all.

Before Li Ergou could speak, Ao Bei's voice came again.

"The green lamp goes to good, and the earth is buried in evil!"

"The green lamp is still a green lamp, and the ground burial is also a green lamp now."

"You can not kill the green lamp, but the earth burial will be purified."

"The time is almost over, you go, everything in Bohai ends here."

"If there are still people living in Neptune Island, let them live."

"After the disaster beast appears, the reputation of the demon camp will spread from the Bohai Sea."

After saying that, Ao Bei ignored Li Ergou who was digesting his intentions.

Three black crows reappeared, and Ao Bei suddenly soared into the clouds.

Another voice came: "Tell Qingdeng, if you don't want the disaster beasts to rage, find a place that is more suitable for the disaster beasts to live in."

“The Floating Island is a good choice!”

As he finished speaking, Ao Bei's figure had completely penetrated into the clouds.
To be continued...