Passing through the densely packed tents, these demon clan tents are not covered by too mysterious formations, nor are they simple and effective layout. Just in case there are experts patrolling, but these guys are lazy by nature and don’t have much discipline. The patrols are really hard. Commonplace.
It was common for people to take time off to be lazy, which made this temporary camp very lax.
Jiang Bai entered without spending much effort. He quietly eliminated more than a dozen patrolling masters along the way, including a Tianzun and more than a dozen kings, and then raided dozens of tents on the north side of the camp. After killing at least hundreds of masters, he quietly retreated.
He didn't dare to stay here for too long. The quasi-emperor of the demon race, Peng Qianli, was not a loser. He could just kill a few people and earn hundreds of millions of prestige points. Jiang Bai was satisfied.
If you continue to be greedy, you may get yourself involved.
Then the gain outweighs the loss.
So Jiang Bai made a quick decision, and after taking advantage, quietly returned to his station, in a cave in the center of the mountains.
He does not belong to any of the four camps, so it is naturally impossible for him to stay there.
Before leaving, intentionally or unintentionally, he visited the Wushuang Dynasty’s camp before leaving. This kind of thing should not cause too much trouble. There are four powerful and terrifying quasi-emperors here. If Jiang Bai is not careful, he can completely The explanation is here.
But Jiang Bai was not willing to leave any traces, which was not in line with his original intention of fishing in troubled waters.
"Who! Who! Who killed my person! Come out! Come out!" At dusk, a roar resounded through the sky, and a huge figure flew out from the demon clan's station, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the moonlight, and the entire earth Plunged into darkness, the mountains trembled with angry roars.
Peng Qianli finally realized that something was wrong. Two Heavenly Lords and nearly a hundred king-level masters died in his place overnight, and his power was severely damaged. How could Peng Qianli endure this
"Why is this Pengniao so crazy?" Someone couldn't help but mutter, and the other three masters also appeared in the station.
Among them, the Boundless God of War, who was riding a golden chariot pulled by two phoenixes, couldn't help shouting: "Peng Qianli, why are you so crazy? What do you want to do? Don't you want to start a war?"
"Hundreds of masters died in my place overnight. Who did it? Come forward! Boundless War God, is it you?"
"Hundreds of masters died? Ha, then it must be that you demon tribe offended too many people, and as a result, you suffered retribution and were punished by God. You really deserve it."
The Boundless God of War sneered at Peng Qianli's words, a little gloating.
Unexpectedly, these words stimulated Peng Qianli. The pure-blooded Kunpeng quasi-emperor didn't care about that much at all. After hearing these words, he became angry and flapped his wings. He went up to the moon sky, with his two eyes replacing the sun and the moon. The bird immediately roared, opened its mouth, and with one breath, dozens of king-level masters who were caught off guard were swallowed by him.
They are all from the Boundless God of War, the elites of the Great Xia Dynasty.