Tonight there are many clouds in the sky.

The blood moon is dim and the autumn aura is solemn.

Forty miles away.

In a flat valley.

More than fifty demons covered with scars barely set up a simple camp. After setting up the formation, they couldn't wait to sit down on the ground.

Some of the people who did not need to be responsible for patrol and were even lying on the ground and were reluctant to get up for a while.

He has maintained tracking and harassing human monks for many consecutive days, and has experienced several fierce life-and-death battles.

Just now, he dragged his tired body for dozens of miles.

At this moment, even the strongest demon clan is unbearable.

The reason why we can persist until now is thanks to the practice of the demon clan is the method of qi and blood, which allows them to have relatively good physical qualities.

Otherwise, I would have lie down long ago.

Four demon soldiers sat in the middle of the camp with a cold expression, and the sound insulation formation was opened.

But they each said nothing, and the atmosphere seemed a bit heavy.

After a while, one of the pale demons asked tentatively: "Sir?"

No response was received.

Seeing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Lord Fushan’s spiritual consciousness is not paying attention to this.

But immediately afterwards.

He finally couldn't help but speak out and said angrily: "What do you think? Why didn't we allow us to go up and sneak attack those human monks a few days ago?"

"It is obvious that they can be taken down at a lower price, but if we make our own decisions, why would there be such a big casualty and injury?"

The other demon soldiers were shocked when they heard this. After looking at the suspicious ghosts around them, another demon soldiers stopped them and said, "Be careful!"

Looking at the resentful expression on his companion's face, he advised: "Sir, I have my own considerations. I'm just following the order. Why do I want to do so much?"

However, the demon soldier who spoke first suddenly raised his head, showed an extremely ferocious expression, and said sternly: "Look at how many people are left outside now?"

"Although they are all lowly demon servants, they will die if they die, how much does it take for me to get back to make up for these people?"

The other three demon soldiers also had a toothache when they heard this, but they could not find a reason to refute him.

It would be fine if they were directly under Fushan's command. After they went back, they could fill up their subordinates with just one word.

But the problem is that they are serving other orders from the tribe this time, and they are not people under Fushan's command.

I don’t know why the dignified demon will take the risk of staying in this northern desert battlefield and not leaving.

Is it really just to let them stop these low-level human monks from returning to their base?

How is this possible?

He looked out and looked at the dozens of demon servants in the camp. They had no choice but to accept the fact that their subordinates had suffered heavy losses.

Fortunately, the mission sent by this tribe has been completed, and at least they will not be scolded or punished after returning.

After all, this trip has no credit and hard work.

After going back and reporting the results of this trip, see if you can have the opportunity to fill in the vacancy under your subordinates.

There is also competition among demon soldiers, and it is more cruel than the human side.

Whoever has more staff and stronger strength will have the right to speak on the battlefield and will have more chances of survival.

As long as it is well managed.

Maybe one day when luck comes, they will gain the attention of big shots, and they may not be able to make a demon general like Fushan.

Just when the four demon soldiers were in different moods and dozens of demon servants around them were exhausted.

Su Yun had quietly arrived more than a hundred feet away from these demon clans by using the "flash" of Yingmei.

Then he controlled the shadow beauty and flashed to the edge of the camp ahead, and Su Yun began to sense the nearby "spiritual line".

Although the surroundings have been covered by the power of the formation.

However, with the ability of the secret puppet to manipulate, under close sensing, the densely distributed "spiritual bodies lines" inside could not be hidden from him.

The most central one must belong to the four demon soldiers, and the remaining fifty cannon fodder demon servants were scattered outside.

With a light movement of thought, a demon clan who was lying on the ground outside the camp suddenly stiffened all over.

His exhausted body became a little cold, making him lazy and not want to move, and his thinking seemed to become a little dull.

"What's wrong with me?"

Before he could realize what was going on, he had lost consciousness and completely became Su Yun's secret doll.

The field of vision takes over and the eyes swept.

All the surrounding situations suddenly came into Su Yun's eyes.

very good.

It seems that I can save some effort today, maybe I don’t need to do it myself.

With the help of this new secret puppet's sight, Su Yun patiently distinguished some easy-to-control targets around him.

Those who lie on the ground can basically be controlled without causing any movement.

There is basically no problem resting on stones and big trees.

There are three more far away...

Less than a quarter of an hour.

More than twenty demon clans in this camp fell into Su Yun's control.

Shaking his head, which was a little uncomfortable, Su Yun slowly adapted to the strange feeling of controlling a large number of secret puppets at the same time.

Well, let’s start with controlling the secret puppet’s expression.

Come on, laugh!

After a brief attempt, an extremely bizarre scene suddenly happened in this simple demon camp.

Dozens of demons were either lying, sitting, or patrolling.

But at some point they all curled the corners of their mouths and laughed in a somewhat awkward position.

It's so ugly that it's crying, but it looks extremely creepy.

"Hello!"

"Amu, Tengshan, why are you two laughing?"

A demon soldier who was also assigned to the patrol mission looked at his two companions next to him in confusion.

"Oh, nothing, I suddenly remembered something happy." The demon clan called Amu turned his head, continued to maintain a stiff smile, and replied vaguely.

After controlling too many secret puppets at once, Su Yun was not used to performing too many overly complicated actions at the same time.

Especially if you have to deal with inquiries from multiple other demon races at the same time, it still takes some time to adapt.

"What about you, Fujiyama, why are you laughing at?"

Another demon soldier turned his head and still smiled a little stiffly: "I remembered something happy too."

After a slight pause, I seemed to feel a bit boring to continue playing with the memes.

After all, these demons cannot understand.

Su Yun controlled the secret puppet again and continued to answer: "After all, I'm going back soon. How can I be unhappy if I can get so many more demon pills?"

"Um?"

"Demon Pill?"

Before the demon soldier in front of him could figure out this strange sentence.

Two ferocious claws covered his mouth and the other came out of his chest.

Then he ruthlessly squeezed the heart that he didn't understand what was going on!

The claws leaned down.

Another demon pill with hazy halo and obvious blood stains were taken out.

Scenes similar to this scene were staged around at the same time.

After just a few breaths, there was no survivor in the field except the four demon soldiers.

"What are you doing? Are you rebelling?!"

A loud shout came from the center of the camp, and the sound waves wrapped in thick demonic power caused invisible ripples on the formation light curtain.
Chapter completed!