The duty of the Xiaoyao Army is to protect the master and fight to the death without retreating.
The defending champion shook his head: "It's a fight to the death, but it's not a reckless fight with others. The lady and we don't have many chips in our hands. Only by gathering all these chips can we help the lady at the critical moment. "
The defending champion is a warrior.
He may not understand intrigues and scheming.
But the grasp of the situation of the great war is far beyond that of other cultivators.
Di Beixuan was so eager to arrest Miss.
He even did not hesitate to mobilize human monks across the continent, using life and death and a bright future as bait.
That can only prove that Miss is a great threat to them.
Perhaps, they are not helpless.
However, how can we integrate all the forces under the young lady's hands
Defending put the bamboo sticks in his hand on the table one by one.
Every time he puts one, he reads a sentence lightly.
"The Happy Army."
"Demon Race."
"Underworld Army."
"Extreme Territory Army."
"Maybe there are others..."
Wei Mian murmured, the profound and vast sea of consciousness spread slowly, covering every inch of land and every person in the Western Wilderness.
This is the unique god-level warrior in the world.
"If you can integrate all these armies together, give them to me to command, with the assistance of Miss."
"Perhaps, we really still have the strength to fight."
"Just where are these people now? Did they survive from the hands of the ghouls?"
"How can we connect them together."
Defending walked out of the tent and looked up at the sky where golden lightning intersected.
The huge gate of the sky has become more and more solid.
As far as the consciousness can reach, ghouls have begun to fall and wreak havoc.
This Western Wilderness is no longer a safe place.
Wei Mian looked up at the sky and murmured in a low voice, "Miss, Your Highness, where are you now? Are you still safe?"
"Tsk... General Wei, you are really easy for me to find!"
A clear and pleasant voice suddenly came.
The defending champion was taken aback.
Afterwards, he saw the red clothes swaying in front of him, and a slender figure slowly landed in front of him.
The defender's pupils shrank, and he said after a long time, "Young Master Li?"
Li Weiran's complexion was already paler than that of ordinary men.
At this time, I don't know if it's because of too much sun exposure in the yellow sand, and it looks even paler than when I was on the floating island before.
The lip color is bright red like blood.
There was a playful smile in a pair of ice blue eyes, bottomless.
Wei Mian's whole body was tense, and his spiritual consciousness was quickly transmitted, allowing the Xiaoyao army to gather.
He did know Li Weiran when he was on the floating island, but this person is also good and evil.
Even Miss Jun couldn't tell whether he was a good guy or a bad guy.
At such an extraordinary moment, this person suddenly appeared, and there was no way to keep the defending champion off guard.
As soon as the order to defend the crown was issued, the army quickly assembled and surrounded Li Weiran.
Li Weiran acted as if he hadn't seen them at all, walked slowly in front of Wei Mian, reached out and fiddled with his lapel.
"General beware!"
Butcher and the others wanted to rush over to save Wei Mian, but were blocked by an invisible barrier.
Not only could they not get in, they couldn't even hear what the two inside were saying.
Defending Crown's face was calm, but the nerves all over his body suddenly tensed up.
He knew that Li Weiran's cultivation was extremely high.
If he wanted to kill himself, all he needed was a single thought, and he could be annihilated in ashes.
Li Weiran still had a half-smile expression on his face, looking at defending champion like a cat playing with a mouse.