Chapter 2247

The Demon God under Yi Qi, with an expression of going to his death, took a few subordinates and stepped into the Demon Cave.

And on the other side, the Dao One Holy Land, ever since being sent to the Dao One Holy Land, Beizun had been roaring non-stop.

He meant he wanted to seek death, preferring to die rather than be a prisoner.

It's just that the human side didn't understand the Demon language; listening to Beizun's roar, they didn't understand anything.

"What is this guy yelling all day?"

"Don't know, but it seems like he wants to say something."

Facing Qi Xiong, Yun Sendai, and even Ye Ye Changqing came to the hill where Beizun was detained.

Watching Beizun roar non-stop, everyone frowned slightly.

What this guy wants to say, they couldn't understand at all.

"Ignore him?"

They couldn't understand, and everyone had no way, but at this time, Ye Ye Changqing suddenly thought of something and said.

"Don't those Demon cultivators know some Demon language?"

Demon cultivators cultivate Demon techniques, and naturally, there are other records about the Demon race, which includes Demon language.

And within the Dao One Holy Land, quite a few Demon cultivators were detained.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up; how could they forget this?

"Good, good, good, your kid's brain is still flexible. Hurry, bring a Demon cultivator over."

Facing Qi Xiong said with a smile, and soon, a deacon brought a Demon cultivator over.

This Demon cultivator saw so many people present, almost all the ancestors of the human race were there, as well as the high command of the Dao One Holy Land.

He couldn't figure out what was going on by finding him.

Only when he saw Beizun detained in the array, his eyes instantly widened.

"De... Demon God Lord..."

Exclaiming, he immediately knelt on the ground with a devout expression.

For Demon cultivators, the Demon race, especially Demon Gods, were treated like immortals and gods.

This was their lifelong faith.

Otherwise, these Demon cultivators wouldn't rather be like street rats than give up.

Seeing a living Demon God standing in front of him at this moment, the Demon cultivator's mood could be imagined; excitement, anger, unwillingness, all kinds of emotions surfaced in his heart.

Immediately, the Demon cultivator, who was still a bit terrified, suddenly raised his head and looked at Facing Qi Xiong and the others with red eyes.

"What did you do to Demon God Lord?"

Huh???

"You are presumptuous."

Huh???

As soon as these words were spoken, Facing Qi Xiong and the others frowned, and then, a terrifying pressure instantly pressed toward this Demon cultivator, pressing his whole body onto the ground.

"You... you..."

Qin Qin Shanhai looked at this Demon cultivator with cold eyes. A thing that doesn't know life from death.

"Alright, what do we do if you kill him?"

Just as Qin Qin Shanhai intended to kill him, Facing Qi Xiong waved his hand and said.

Hearing this, Qin Qin Shanhai withdrew his pressure, and the Demon cultivator was already covered in sweat, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth and glared at everyone.

These guys actually dared to be disrespectful to Demon God Lord, seeking death.

Facing Qi Xiong didn't pay attention to this gaze and said lightly.

"You know Demon language?"

"Hmph."

"Translate for us."

"Dream on."

"Originally, we intended to talk to this Demon clansman, but the language is not clear. Since you are unwilling, we can only kill him."

Regarding the psychology of these Demon cultivators, Facing Qi Xiong naturally knew it very well.

He directly used Beizun's life as a threat, and sure enough, hearing this, the Demon cultivator's expression changed immediately.

He considered himself a person with backbone, but he couldn't watch Demon God Lord die.

Glancing at Beizun, who was still roaring, the Demon cultivator didn't hesitate too long and nodded in agreement.

"Fine, I can translate for you, but you must ensure Demon God Lord's safety."

"Can do."

Facing Qi Xiong also nodded decisively; after all, they didn't intend to harm Beizun's life anyway.

Such a top-grade ingredient, shouldn't one choose a good day to enjoy it? In everyone's eyes, Beizun was a treasure.

Getting Facing Qi Xiong's reply, the Demon cultivator breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately looking at Beizun, his eyes were full of firmness.

"Demon God Lord, don't worry, I will definitely protect you well."

Sensing the Demon cultivator's hot gaze, a strange look flashed in Beizun's eyes. Why is this human looking at me with such a strange gaze?

What the hell do you want to do?

He always felt this human was not right. Immediately, Facing Qi Xiong's group brought this Demon cultivator to the outside of the array. Separated by the array, Beizun started roaring again.

"Kill this King, if you have the ability, kill this King."

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated; my Demon race will never be slaves."

But these words, to Facing Qi Xiong and the others, were just roars. Turning to look at the Demon cultivator, they asked.

"What did he say?"