Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

When Yun An and his group led everyone in quietly, they were stunned by the scene before them.

In the early morning, pale golden sunlight shone through the clouds and sprinkled on the messy East Camp.

Under the tilted tent was a body half buried in the mud.

The ground was crisscrossed with gullies, and scattered around were broken weapons, blood-stained flags, and the bodies of dark night ghosts lying in all directions.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people want to vomit.

And at the very front, a dozen or so Dark Night Monks who had just been resurrected and were still twitching and shaking slowly crawled out of the mud.

Moving slowly forward.

Elder Bai was very surprised: "The speed of the Dark Night Ghosts after resurrection is not slow. That's how we were worn out by them in the first place."

"What now..."

Yun An also found it very strange. "Although the speed of the Dark Night Ghost's resurrection will be slower during the day, it won't be this slow..."

Tiezhu walked up to them and rolled his eyes:

"No, it's so simple that you can't see it?"

"The resurrection of the Night Monks is not invincible. If they die multiple times and quickly in a short period of time, their resurrection speed will slow down."

"Looking at their condition, they must have died thousands of times last night!"

Everyone gasped.

One night... thousands of deaths???

Everyone looked at each other and swallowed subconsciously.

"It's too tragic. Your Majesty, why did we hold off their attacks for thousands of times?"

"Yes, in order to prevent them from going to support, the king actually fought with them thousands of times!"

"Every body here represents your Majesty's strong will and unyielding soul!"

……

Tiezhu's mouth twitched when he heard this. Did they not understand?

It was the Dark Night Ghost who died thousands of times, not his master who died thousands of times?

"Bah!" Mingshi, with his hands tied, twisted his body and looked at them.

"It was your king, your Majesty who killed our king! And his indomitable will and strong soul, bah!"

"Sooner or later, I will..."

Fang Qing took off the second sock and stuffed it back into his mouth.

"It's a strong will and an unyielding soul. You are wrong!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Mo Yin took a few quick steps forward, "Master must have consumed a lot of energy, let's go find her!"

After following the staggering night ghosts for a while, they saw the Night Lion.

The tall and mighty Ming Xiu looked extremely haggard at this moment.

His face was haggard and covered with stubble, his eyes were empty and confused, and he only had one arm left. He looked as if he had gone through countless hardships.

At this moment, his expression was very crazy and he was muttering to himself.

He was holding a long object in his hand and waving it around without any plan.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you! Beat you to death! Beat you to death!"

And Ren Yi who stood in front of him had blood stains on his white robe and also looked exhausted.

The dim nether chains flew up and down around her feebly.

"No matter how many times you revive, I will not let you pass!"

When everyone saw this scene, they all removed their invisibility skills and revealed their true forms.

Mo Yin was the first to rush to Ren Yi and supported her as she was about to fall.

Tiezhu also wanted to move forward, but he was first pushed back by Yun An and then pulled back by Chu Yang.

He rolled left and right like a ball, getting farther and farther away.

Ming Shi finally spit out the sock that was stuffed in his mouth. He shouted at Ming Xiu:

"Ming Xiu, wake up and look at what you are holding!"

After hearing his shout, Ming Xiu looked at the arm he was holding in a daze.

All the memories of last night came flooding back.

He cried, looked at his arms in his hands, and then looked at Ren Yi who was surrounded by people.

Ming Xiu suddenly raised his head and slapped himself on the top of his head, then he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Mingshi roared: "Ming Xiu!"

Ming Xiu soon lost his breath, but his body did not reassemble itself. Instead, it burned up as quickly as a piece of burning paper.

Only a little bit of black ash was left on the ground.

"You...what on earth did you do to him? To make him commit suicide!"

Mingshi looked at Ren Yi with bloodshot eyes, "You will definitely pay the price for this!"

When Ren Yi heard this, his eyes narrowed unkindly.

"cost?"

"You invaded our three realms' territory, and you don't have to pay a price?"

"You wantonly slaughtered and captured our compatriots and relatives. Do you want to pay the price?"

"Everyone here now has the right to ask you for a price."

"You are the least qualified group of people!"