You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 700: Yellow mud falling down the crotch, it's either *or*

Seeing that the two sides were about to clash again, the catfish demon was quickly stopped by Wu Jie'ao, who said apologetically: "We came here to chase Qingtong. We were about to catch him, but we saw him wearing a layer of black clothes and blending in with you."

"So... you are not Qingtong's guards?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a thunderbolt that stunned everyone/monsters. They also understood that there was a huge misunderstanding.

"How is this possible! We are here to capture Qingtong as well!" The people nearby immediately understood what was happening.

"We were also led here by a man holding the Star Sect token. He said there was trace of Qingtong, so we followed him. He disappeared here, and then the black shadow appeared again, saying that you kidnapped Qingtong, so..."

Both sides suddenly realized the truth, and after a reconciliation, the misunderstanding was resolved.

They were all fooled by Qing Tong! He even dug such a big pit to let the two sides fight.

"No wonder we suddenly fainted in the cave that day. We thought it was caused by that senior. Now it seems that it must be Qingtong's doing!"

"This boy is so cunning!!"

Everyone cried out that they had been cheated, and they experienced the feeling of being cheated by Changqing.

Several demon kings felt the same way: "We felt the same way. We surrounded him earlier, but he escaped. We must do our best to capture him."

The black-clothed man's eyes turned, and he immediately came up with an idea: "How about we join forces, we only want the Enlightenment Tea, as for Qingtong himself, you can capture him!"

A dozen or so monsters looked at each other and thought it was feasible.

"Okay, there are dozens of people on both sides. I don't believe that so many people can't catch a guy in the Yundan realm!"

"Of course!!"

The man in black added: "This boy and his brother are both extremely intelligent. We must not be careless, or we will fall into their trap!"

"Well, let's go~" The catfish spirit laughed, but in his heart he was thinking, I want the person, I don't know what the enlightenment tea tastes like, I want it too! In the battle strength competition, the demons are not afraid of relying on their flesh!

The human race had almost the same idea. They all had their trump cards revealed. As humans, they were even more disdainful of joining forces with the demon race. They all had their own evil intentions.

The group was about to search for Qingtong's whereabouts when a chuckle sounded from all directions: "Looks like the chat is over. Let's go? Where are you going?!"

Everyone immediately turned around and looked towards the sky, thinking that Changqing had not left yet.

But wherever he looked, whether it was human or monster, they were all horrified.

Above the sky, a middle-aged man in linen clothes was holding a pipe in his hand and smoking it comfortably. In the mist, he was looking at the horror on their faces with a joking look. There was no rain around his body, and even the low-pressure clouds dispersed automatically, as if they were afraid of this man.

Lu Yongan? Why is he here?!

The black-clothed man's expression changed drastically. Without saying anything more, he turned around, raised his sword and chopped at the nearest catfish demon king, shouting, "Demon clan, die!!"

This person's brain was quite useful. He understood that if there was no expression, then it would be unclear, even though it had already been unclear in the first place.

The catfish demon king was hit by a sword without any reaction. The sharp blade split half of his body in half.

The monsters didn't expect that someone would turn against them at the last minute. Just as they were about to fight back, a sense of oppression as majestic as a huge mountain in the sky suddenly hit them. Everyone bent down, their faces flushed, and a feeling of suffocation lingered under this pressure.

"I've been watching for quite some time! Are you still acting? Do you think my eyes are used to vent anger?" A sharp look flashed in Lu Yongan's eyes.

Lu Yongan slowly descended, looking at the people and monsters kneeling on the ground, with disdain: "Okay! Why did the monsters come to our human territory? Don't you think I'm serious?"

The smoke from his mouth went down and turned into hemp ropes that tied up everyone. The smoke actually had the effect of suppressing their spiritual power, and the spiritual power of all of them was sealed.

The monsters were trembling in fear, they knew it was over, everything was over, it was human territory, the mighty ones could take action on their own, they were at best equivalent to the human race's enlightenment realm, how could they defeat a mighty one?

Lu Yongan turned his gaze to the dozen people, "Great! So many Kaihua Realm experts, not bad, not bad! The leaders of the third-grade sects on the frontline fought desperately against the monsters, but they were no match for the fact that more people were secretly colluding with the monsters. Today's trip is a pleasant surprise."

Wu Jie'ao was disheartened, but still said, "Senior, we are the direct subordinates of the Demon Lord. If you let us go, you will benefit a lot in the future!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, what an attractive offer. Unfortunately, do you know why I came to the frontline on my own? The demons killed my sister, and I wish to kill all the demons in the world in my lifetime. And you dare to negotiate with me?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole body of the Wuji'ao monster made a crisp sound, and the shell that was strong enough to withstand a full-strength attack from a lower consciousness realm could not hold out for even a breath and shattered in an instant, and the flesh and blood wrapped inside was turned into blood mist by this invisible force.

Wu Jie'ao died just like that, without even a trace of his body left.

The black-clothed men suddenly became anxious. The black-clothed man who used the spirit snake silk hurriedly said, "Senior, I am a disciple of the Teng Snake Sect. We were also accidentally dragged into this matter. We have nothing to do with the demon clan. Please understand!"

The Tengshe Sect is one of the three courtyards, four palaces and seven sects of Lingran.

Lu Yongan let out a sigh of relief and snorted coldly: "You said there is no connection, so it is no connection? If you are not in contact with the demon tribe, then why are you coming to the front line when the demon tribe is attacking? And you said you are not here to trade intelligence!"

The Tengshe Sect's black-clothed men suddenly felt as if they were being strangled. They said they came to arrest Qingtong for the Enlightenment Tea? Even if their Sect Master was here, he wouldn't dare to say it. Now everyone in the world knows that there is a peerless person behind Qingtong. If they say it, the sect will be in danger of destruction.

But if he didn't say it now, he would be the one to die, and Lu Yongan had seen him negotiating with the monsters.

Now it's really like yellow mud falling down my crotch, it's shit if not shit!

Qingtong! I'm going to kill you! !

He understood that this was also a trap set by Qingtong. This peerless person must have been called by Changqing, just waiting for them to fall into the trap.

Seeing that the man in black remained silent, Lu Yongan revealed a smile. Chang Qing had indeed sent a message to him and even explained the situation, which was considered a huge favor to Lu Yongan. Who knows, he might be able to make some money from it.

Only those who wronged you know how wronged you are. Lu Yongan is even more skilled in this. He came at the first opportunity, watched them chatting passionately, and recorded all the images, but did not record the audio. That's how it was done! !

With a cold snort, a divine light flashed in his eyes. The dozen or so monsters rolled their eyes and fainted.

Lu Yongan threw out the rope demon that could really seal the demon power and asked several people to tie up the demon king. The value of the demon kings under the direct command of these dozen demon lords was inestimable, not to mention...

Looking at the dozen or so men in black squatting obediently, he waved his sleeves, the smoke ropes dissipated, and the black cloaks fell off in the wind, revealing faces, even two women among them.