"I don't think it's better than this." Lian Minghui said with a friendly smile, "I'll give this fellow Taoist some high-level elixirs refined by my Yanhuo Sect, and you can hand over this demon to me in exchange for merit points. How about that?

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When the scarred man opposite heard his words, the scar on his face squirmed, and he slowly opened his mouth, revealing his big white teeth.

"It seems that there is no need to ask further."

As the scarred man spoke, he slowly retreated into the military formation.

Then Linkong waved his hand and shouted sternly: "Xiaoyao Army obeys the order!"

"Your Majesty!!"

"Except for that female demon, all the people in front of me...kill - none - pardon!!"

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When Jing Rufeng was taken back while sitting on a flying fox-shaped monster, he was still in a trance.

She thought her life would be worse than death if she fell into Lian Minghui's hands.

Unexpectedly, a wave of human army came with great momentum.

She thought that these human armies were here to compete with the Yanhuo Sect for merit points.

But the leader of this army said: "Kill without mercy!"

Jing Rufeng still has Lian Minghui's frightened and angry expression in his mind.

He shouted angrily and jumped into the air: "How outrageous! Do you know that I am in the Immortal King realm, but a group of mere golden immortals actually want to surround and kill an Immortal King? Are you worthy?!"

However, no one in the army on the opposite side answered his words.

All the soldiers quickly moved into action.

Human figures intertwined and spiritual power overflowed.

However, the strange thing is that there is no confusion at all.

Lian Minghui swung the long sword in his hand.

The soldiers immediately raised their hands to block the attack.

A shield appeared in the palm of his hand, and on the shield were scattered runes that complemented each other.

Then, the soldiers behind them put their hands on their backs in turn.

boom--!!

The Immortal King's blow destroyed the heaven and the earth.

But a dazzling light lit up on the shield, blocking the blow.

If the strength of one Golden Immortal is not enough, then ten will be used. If ten is not enough, then one hundred will be used.

When all soldiers' movements are exactly the same.

When their spiritual power is running, they all use the same set of exercises.

Hundreds and thousands of people can become one.

A golden immortal cannot deal with the immortal king.

Even ten golden immortals cannot deal with the Immortal King.

What about hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand?

When the third sword swung with all their strength was blocked by the army, and the dense crowd narrowed the encirclement little by little, and when the cold spear points were pointed at the people of the Fire Sect, a look of fear finally appeared on their faces.

If it weren't for the Western Wasteland, Lian Minghui, the Immortal King, might still be able to fight.

But here is the Western Wilderness, where spiritual power is barren and desolation abounds.

He didn't even have a chance to use extraordinary means to fight to the death.

Lian Minghui couldn't help shouting: "Why are you doing this, fellow Taoist? If you want to use this female demon in exchange for merit points, just take the person away. We are all human beings, why should we kill each other for the sake of a demon clan?"

"Haha! Idiot!"

A low and rough voice came from the military formation with mockery, "Didn't you hear clearly just now, what is the name of our large army?"

After a pause, a loud bell-like voice spread throughout the sky.

"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao of Xiaoyaomen!!"

"Miss Jun Muyanjun is our master, and Xiaoyao Seventh Son is our master!!"

"You want to use people related to Miss Jun in exchange for merit points, and you are trying to escape from us!"

"Have your Spring and Autumn Big Head Dream!"
Chapter completed!