Just like that, he rushed towards them with unstoppable courage.
At the moment when everyone in the Huoyanzong was stunned, the fast-moving army had already arrived in front of them.
"stop!"
A rough shout came out, causing the huge army to stop suddenly.
Orders and orders are prohibited, half a step is not bad.
Lian Minghui's face became more serious.
This is a well-trained army.
But where did this army come from
Nether domain? polar domain? No, neither!
How could he have never seen such an army before.
Who are these people
After stopping, Dajun pushed a step to both sides with almost completely restrained movements.
Then a tall man with a scar on his face stepped forward.
This man's cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Golden Immortal.
Said to be the tallest of these soldiers.
Everyone in the Huoyanzong also discovered that these soldiers were no more than the third level of the Golden Immortal at most, and some of them hadn't even reached the Golden Immortal level.
In normal times, this level of cultivation would not be considered by the Huoyanzong people at all.
Even the seventh level of the Golden Immortal can only be the lowest disciple of the inner sect in the Huoyanzong.
But at this moment, looking at this man with scars all over his face, Lian Minghui felt his whole body tense and his back felt cold.
Even if he is a fairy king.
Looking at this well-trained army that prohibits orders, I also feel the fear of being trampled to the ground at any time.
Lian Minghui took a deep breath, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "I don't know which sect or faction you are a fellow Taoist, but Lian Minghui, the elder of the Yanhuo Sect, please tell me your name."
The man with the scar did not look at Lian Minghui, but at Jing Rufeng lying on the ground, covered only with a layer of rags.
The voice of the mouth was rough and unpleasant, "Do you know Jun Muyan or Ye Liangchen?"
Jing Rufeng's pupils shrank suddenly.
Lian Minghui's heart tightened, and he secretly thought it was not good.
As soon as this army appeared, the boss asked if he knew Jun Muyan, obviously he wanted to compete with him for merit points.
One must know that Emperor Beixuan's will was conveyed to all spiritual cultivators.
Next, he even recorded the scenes of massacres against sects and families with mirage stones, and displayed them directly in their minds.
Di Beixuan wanted to let all the races know.
Only by obeying his orders and killing Jun Muyan and her accomplices can he have a chance of survival.
If one wanted to fight against him, the whole family would have to be destroyed, and life would be worse than death.
On the contrary, it is the demons. Because of the different power systems of cultivation, Di Beixuan has no way to directly convey his will to all the demons.
Simply let the human spiritual practice kill all the demons.
The Qianyuan was destroyed, and the demons had nowhere to escape.
The world above the abyss is obviously not conducive to the survival of the demons.
As a result, tragedies of demons being hunted down and captured were staged on the entire continent.
Only when all the demons are captured and slaughtered will it be the turn of those human spirits who refuse to submit to Emperor Beixuan.
So when Lian Minghui saw the army and the man with the scar, he immediately decided that they were here to catch Jing Rufeng just like him.
Lian Minghui glanced at the densely packed demons in front of him, gritted his teeth, and said, "Friend Daoist, we chased these demons with great effort for days and nights, and finally killed them. But the demons are cunning. , She blew herself up before we could capture and dig out the inner alchemy. Now there is only this female devil left, if I hand it over to you, our hard work these days will be in vain."