"I don't think it's better than this." Lian Minghui smiled kindly, "I will give this fellow Taoist some high-level pills refined by my Yanhuozong, and you will hand over this demon to me in exchange for merit points. How about ?”
When the man with the scar on the opposite side heard his words, the scar on his face squirmed, and he slowly grinned, revealing his big white teeth.
"It seems that there is no need to ask any more questions."
As the man with the scar spoke, he slowly retreated into the army formation.
Then Ling Kong waved his hand and shouted sharply: "The Xiaoyao Army listens to the order!"
"Your order!!"
"Except for the female demon, all the people in front of me... kill-no-pardon!!"
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When Jing Rufeng was brought back sitting on a soaring fox-shaped monster, he was still in a daze.
She thought that if she fell into the hands of Lian Minghui, her life would be worse than death.
Unexpectedly, there was a wave of human army coming aggressively.
She thought that these human army came to compete with the Yanhuozong for merit points.
But the leader of this army said: "Kill without mercy!"
Jing Rufeng still has Lian Minghui's frightened and angry expression shaking in his mind.
He shouted angrily, and jumped into the air: "Presumptuous! You know that I am in the Immortal King Realm, and a mere group of golden immortals wants 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 moved quickly.
The figures intertwine, and the spiritual power overflows.
Strangely, however, there was no confusion at all.
Lian Minghui swung the long sword in his hand.
The soldiers immediately raised their hands to block.
A shield appeared in the palm of the hand, and on the shield were scattered runes that complement each other.
Then, the soldiers behind them put their hands on their backs in turn.
boom! !
The blow of the Immortal King destroyed the world.
But a dazzling light shone on the shield, abruptly blocking the blow.
If the strength of one golden fairy is not enough, then there are ten, and if ten are not enough, then there are a hundred.
When all soldiers move in exactly the same way.
When their spiritual power is running, they all use the same set of exercises.
Hundreds of people and thousands of people can be combined into one.
A golden fairy can't deal with the fairy king.
Even ten golden immortals can't deal with the immortal king.
So what about hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands
When the third sword that was swung with all its strength was blocked by the army, and the dense crowd narrowed the encirclement a little bit, and when the point of the spear pointed at the people of the Huoyanzong, they finally showed a look of fear on their faces.
If it weren't for the Western Wilderness, Lian Minghui, the Immortal King, might still have the power to fight.
But here is the Western Wilderness, where spiritual power and immortal power are barren, and barrenness is abundant.
He didn't even have the chance to fight to the death with extraordinary means.
Lian Minghui couldn't help but shouted: "Fellow Daoists, why do you do this? You want to exchange this female demon for merit points, just take her away. We are all human beings, why kill each other for a demon race?"
"Hehe! Idiot!"
A deep and rough voice came from the army with sarcasm, "Didn't you hear clearly just now, what is the name of our army?"
After a pause, a bell-like voice spread across the sky.
"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao of the Xiaoyaomen!!"
"Miss Jun Muyan Jun is our master, and the Seventh Son of Xiaoyao is our master!!"
"You want to use people related to Miss Jun to exchange for merit points, and you are trying to escape from us!"
"Dream your spring and autumn big head dream!"
"What's more, whether it's a human or a demon, killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, but you still want to bully women, you're nothing like animals."