Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

1761. Out of the Clock 【26】

The Qingyan Demon Lord put his hands behind him and gestured to Huo Xuan.

Huo Xuan quickly understood after seeing it.

This is to ask him to stop Feng Xie’s 100,000 demon soldiers first. Since Zhong Lian and the others are not very clear about the situation for the time being, then... Of course, we cannot let the 100,000 demon soldiers appear.

If they come, wouldn't they tell themselves...

After Huo Xuan understood the meaning of the Qingyan Demon Lord, he flashed away instantly. His speed was extremely fast and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The 100,000 demon soldiers brought by Feng Xie were probably very close at this time, so he had to stop them.

Zhong Lian was puzzled when he saw Huo Xuan leave, but he didn't dare to ask too much. Who made Qingyan Demon Lord never have the intention to let him go and kept talking to him?

After a while, a master of the ghost clan couldn't help it and said impatiently: "Hey, we are not here to watch you chat. It's just a serious matter to get the Donghuang Bell at this time. Could it be that you want to take this credit by yourself, right?"

The smile on the Qingyan Demon Lord's face condensed, his cold eyes swept over, and the two cold lights were shivering in the air, instantly trembling with the ghost master.

Zhong Lian was afraid that the Demon Lord of Qingyan would kill people at this time, so he quickly stood up and reconciled: "Senior Qingyan is not here, I see... should we take the Donghuang Bell first? Only when we have stabilized the Three Qingtian Realm and suppressed the power of chaos can we truly feel relieved."

The Demon Lord Qingyan gave him no face: "Take the Donghuang Bell? Humph, it's easy for you to think about it one by one. Do you think that is the fruit you can catch with just one hand? If you don't have that ability, don't show your eyes here."

The master of the Ghost Clan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick: "You...you...don't bully people because of your demon clan's power."

The Qingyan Demon Lord suddenly smiled treacherously: "You are right, I am bullying others by virtue of power, no... it should be bullying ghosts by virtue of power..."

The masters of the Ghost Clan have never been insulted like this. They immediately wanted to go up and fight, but were stopped by the demon cultivator of the demon clan around them.

Zhong Lian had a very headache, "This... Senior Qingyan, can you see if you can put aside the dispute for the sake of the younger generation. Let's discuss, now the Donghuang Bell is the most important..."

The Qingyan Demon Lord glanced at him sideways: "The Donghuang Zhong is already in line with the person who stole him. You... can't take it away at all, don't waste your time."

"What?"

Zhong Lian exclaimed: "Is this... true?"

The other masters from the other groups behind him expressed their surprise when they heard this news. Even the ghost cultivator opened his eyes wide and looked at the Qingyan Demon Lord.

"Otherwise, why do you think I've been here for so long but waited dryly and didn't do it?" Qingyan Demon Lord lied without blinking.

His words are false and three points true, making people unable to hear suspicion...

Anyway, what he said was right, and it was indeed impossible to take it away at this time.

This is...he has frozen his hands...

Zhong Lian thought that Donghuang Zhong finally had a whereabouts, but then there was such a news. God is really not good at seeing him.

He asked, "That Senior Qingyan... Is this good enough?"

Qing Yan said angrily: "I don't know, if there is a way, I'll use it long ago."

"Is it possible to see this?"

"Yes, look."

In the miscellaneous army, a god suddenly said, "If we can find the bell thief, control him, can we take the bell away?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next