Chapter 4896 We Are the Xiaoyao Army, the Xiaoyao of Xiaoyaomen (3)

"I don't think so." Lian Minghui smiled kindly, "I will send this fellow Taoist some high-level medicinal pills refined by my Fire Sect, and you will give me this Demon Race in exchange for merit points. How? ?"

The man with the scar on the opposite side heard his words, the scar on his face wriggled, and he slowly grinned, revealing his big white teeth.

"It seems that there is no need to ask any more."

While speaking, the scarred man slowly retreated into the army formation.

Then Linkong waved his hand and shouted sharply: "Xiaoyao Army obeys orders!"

"Respect!!"

"Except for the female Demon Race, all the people in front of me...kill--no--pardon!!"

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When Jing Rufeng sat on a flying fox-shaped monster and was brought back, he was still in a trance.

She thought that in the hands of Lian Minghui, her life would be better than death.

Unexpectedly, there was a wave of human tribes that killed aggressively.

She thought that these Terran armies were here to compete for merit points with the Flame Huo Sect people.

But the leader of this army said: "Kill Wushe!"

Jing Rufeng still shakes Lian Minghui's shocked and angry expression in his mind.

He shouted angrily and rose into the air: "Pride! Do you know that I am in the Immortal King Realm, and a mere group of golden immortals 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 moved quickly.

Figures staggered, spiritual power overflowing.

Strangely, however, there was no confusion at all.

Lian Minghui swung the long sword out of 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 complemented each other.

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

boom--! !

Immortal King's blow, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

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

If one Jinxian is not strong enough, then ten, if ten is not enough, then one 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 thousands of people can become one.

A golden immortal cannot deal with an immortal king.

Ten Golden Immortals can't deal with the Immortal King.

How about a hundred, a thousand, a thousand?

When the third sword swung with all his strength was blocked by the army, the dense crowd narrowed the encirclement a little bit, and when Hanmang's spear pointed at the people of the Fire Sect, they finally showed fear on their faces.

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

But here is the West Wasteland where spiritual power and immortal power are barren and desolate.

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

Lian Minghui couldn't help but shouted: "Why is this, fellow Daoist, you want to exchange this female demon for merit points, just take people away. We are all human, why kill each other for a demon?"

"Hehe! Idiot!"

A low and rough voice came from the army formation with sarcasm, "Did you not hear clearly just now, what is the name of our army?"

After a pause, a bell-like voice spread throughout Jiuxiao.

"Xiaoyao, the Xiaoyao of Xiaoyaomen!!"

"Miss Jun Muyan Jun is our master, and the Seventh Son of Xiaoyao is our master!!"

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

"Do your Spring and Autumn Big Head Dream!"

"What's more, whether it's a human being or a demon, killing people is just a no-brainer, but you still want to bully women, it's not as good as beasts."