The black shadow creature was clearly the rumored Black Sky monster, and he was able to command the demon king, but he was so humble in front of Gu Er.

You should know that Hei Tian has the name of a great demon, which is much stronger than the immortal gods on the ground.

"One day for Your Highness, and for Your Highness for your life..." Hei Tian insisted.

Gu Er did not comment and said, "The Jialan Arhat suppressed you with one hundred and seven Buddha bones, hoping to get rid of your demonic nature..."

"Demonic nature?" Hei Tian sneered: "Where is my demonic nature in Hei Tian? From beginning to end, I only have one belief to destroy Taiyuan, Master Jialan..."

When it comes to Jia Lan, Hei Tian is also silent...

Gu Er shook his head and said, "I thought Jialan destroyed the 108th Buddha bones. Who would have thought that the Buddha bones were embedded in the wall by them..."

"This is a variable, and it is also my mistake..."

Gu Er admitted frankly that he casually sent Ning Yu and his men out, which was one of his few fun. For decades, most of the humans lost in the Lion Elephant Mountain were sent by him.

But when I returned, I found that the Buddha bone was taken out by Ning Yu, and it was too late to chase it out.

Not long after, Ning Yu appeared in front of him again, but entered the Dharma body, and even had a good Feng Shui attainment, which gave him a very bad premonition.

"Your Highness don't have to worry. As long as the war begins, endless flesh and blood will pour out, and the Buddha's bones will gather together, and I will not be able to do anything to you."

Hei Tiandao, as soon as he took two steps forward, a wave of Sanskrit emanated from the golden chains, and golden thunder filled the body, causing Hei Tian's body to dissipate and he had to retreat.

Gu Er glanced at the golden chains, wondering what he was thinking about.

In the A camp, Ning Yu was lying on the ground and worried, not knowing where the road was, Xiaojie came up without knowing his life and death: "Teacher..."

Before he could say it, Ning Yu's head bounced out.

"I'm not your teacher, the bedroom is tender..." Ning Yu swallowed half of his words, and looked at Xiaojie who was covering his head in the distance with a look of bad expression.

Beside him were eight evil people, and what Xiaojie had just happened was self-evident.

"What's the matter?" Ning Yu didn't even look good to Xiaojie, let alone to the eight evil people.

"Sir, what did Zhan Xian talk about?" Old Zhi smiled and leaned over with a smile, his face full of wrinkles, and he looked like a kind old man next door.

But according to Xiaojie, Mr. Zhi traveled to many cities in Qingzhou and killed some practitioners with great cultivation but not profound experience.

Every time he arrives in a city, he will collect seven or eight people as his apprentices, and then live for a while. After taking advantage of the excuse of hardship, he will directly kill him after leaving the city, taking away his qi and blood, and collecting his soul. His methods are extremely cruel.

If it weren't for a persistent mother, this person's methods might not have been seen through.

"What else can I say? The character A camp charges." Ning Yu glanced at them.

When several people heard this, they were shocked. The fat general asked carefully: "Didn't there be a specific array?"

"Hmm?" Ning Yu narrowed his eyes: "What does it mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just ask about the pre-war arrangements." The fat general smiled.

Ning Yu snorted coldly, and a black light sucked on the fat general's face. A blood mark immediately appeared, causing him to tremble all over, and a fierce sensation subconsciously surged.

"Don't play tricks with me. Your fat body is transformed into something that is not enough for me to play. Don't force me to go to Yinyun Camp." Ning Yu stared at him coldly.

The fat general smiled in the blink of an eye and said, "How dare you? In the past, the A-character camp should have basic arrangements. After all, the cultivation level is uneven. Whoever is in front and who is behind... has arrangements. After all, no one wants to die, and it is not a problem to pile it behind at that time."

Ning Yu frowned slightly. Is there such a thing? I don’t know if I haven’t participated in the war.

Then why no one told him? Ning Yu glanced over some thoughts. If he didn't make specific arrangements at that time, as Fat General said, he would be in a mess during the battle and run backwards, and he would probably become a laughing stock.

Tacit understanding of xenophobia...Tsk tsk... Ning Yu doesn't know who led it, or everyone is tacitly aware of it.

"Sir, it seems that someone wants to be unfavorable to you..." Old Zhi's eyes rolled slightly and he whispered.

Ning Yu glanced at him and refused to comment.

"Sir, your patterns engraved on their bodies should not be simple." Mr. Zhi whispered in Ning Yu's ear.

"What do you want to say?" Ning Yu looked at him leisurely.

"Sir, the eight of us have some prestige. With us driving those prisoners to mess around, this kind of thing will definitely not happen." Mr. Zhi threw out his bargaining chips.

"What do you want to exchange for this?"

Mr. Zhi smiled slightly: "Sir, we just want to live."

The Eight Eight Eight Evils looked at Ning Yu quietly, and Ning Yu glanced at them, snorted coldly in his heart, and said, "Before the real battle begins, there will definitely be many tentative confrontations."

"In such a confrontation, there will be no too powerful demons. I will arrange you in front and try to ensure that the people in the A-Captain will die less."

After a pause, Ning Yu glanced at the slightly changed expressions of several people and continued:

"And after the final battle begins, I will arrange you in the end. At that time, you have only one mission, and drive those people to die..."

"Only when there are too many dead people, your methods will work?" Mr. Zhi frowned.

"I've asked too many questions. This is my condition. You can't be arranged at the back all the time, otherwise there will be problems for the rest of the people." Ning Yu said coldly.

Mr. Zhi exchanged a wink with the others, nodded and said, "Okay, let's accept it."

The early temptations will indeed not have too powerful demons, and they may not be able to use those big killing weapons.

A deal that both parties can accept is reached, and the eight evil people leave without being happy or angry.

"Teacher, do you really want them to live?" Xiaojie kept listening to each other, and after the eight evil people left, he felt a little depressed.

"When communicating with people with conscience and moral bottom lines, we must naturally have conscience and moral bottom lines, communicate with evil people... and become evil people. How many promises do you think they have earned themselves before?"

Ning Yu did not give a positive answer, but said from a strange perspective.

"I understand, teacher, you are..." Xiao Jie's eyes suddenly lit up and he whispered: "Take them!"

"This is called justice sanctions, and...I'm not your teacher..." Ning Yu suppressed the impulse of Bangbang's punches in his heart, and his heart was as cold as a pig's knife:

"Go and paint the Yin Gathering Array fifty times..."

"No...teacher..." Xiaojie wailed, staggered back two steps, left sadly, and felt a sense of vicissitudes of life.
Chapter completed!