After scanning the crowd, Bai Zhizheng said again:
"So, if you can trust me, you might as well hand over this ominous thing to me and save yourself from worries."
As soon as Bai Zhizheng finished speaking, he saw the old man surnamed Ding throwing out a white jade pendant without saying a word and he caught it. He heard Ding's voice sound like a bell and said with a smile:
"Haha, Master Bai, since you are waiting for me, how can we judge a gentleman with a villain's heart?"
"Yeah yeah!"
Everyone responded one after another, whether it was true or false, since Mr. Ding took the initiative, they could not refuse, and handed their white jade pendants to the boss one after another.
Putting away these jade pendants, Bai Zhizheng's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty, and he commanded in a deep voice:
"Old Qian, you are well-trained and prudent in your work. I want you to lead some troops to the front line and try your best to kill Jing Citian and the monks from the Ershao Gang. You must hold them back and prevent Yao Mengxun from returning to the camp! Of course, If it’s unstoppable, you don’t need to fight to the end, I believe you can make your own judgment, old Qian!”
"Yes, my subordinates take orders!"
Lao Qian clasped his fists and agreed, but the conversation changed and he asked again:
"But Mr. Bai, if this is done, the demon clan will not only be able to absorb the monks in the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice, but they will also be able to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Doesn't this give them a ready advantage?"
Hearing this, Bai Zhizheng put away his sword and said coldly:
"They want to take advantage of me, Bai Zhizheng, but I'm afraid they don't have the ability yet!"
Immediately, he ordered Mr. Ding on the other side:
"Mr. Ding, you can quietly leave with some troops from the flanks, and then hide in the distance of the demon camp. It's okay if they don't come to take a share of the pie. As long as the interior is empty, you can seize the opportunity to attack their camp!"
The long-bearded Ding Lao laughed and said loudly:
"Don't worry, Mr. Bai, those inhuman bastards I'm going to beat will go home and feed themselves!"
Everyone smiled knowingly. They were still very aware of Mr. Ding's strength. Ever since Zou Yanwen and Wanguliu defected, this man had become the number one warrior under Master Bai. His cultivation level was also increasing day by day and he was very powerful.
"Mr. Ding takes action, one can stand up to two!"
Bai Zhizheng also smiled and made a joke, then said:
"In order to prevent them from sneak attacks, I will personally guard the central army. You two brothers can do what you can. Don't risk your own life because of greed for credit!"
"Thank you Mr. Bai for caring!"
The two monks Ding and Qian looked at each other, then both smiled and thanked Bai Zhizheng with clasped fists.
"Okay, then I will prepare a banquet here and wait for the good news from you two!"
Bai Zhizheng also held up his hands and looked at the people gearing up. His eyes were full of confidence and pride, like a candle burning brightly in a tent, shining brightly throughout the hall.
At the same time, in the demon camp.
"Sister Qianwu, just let me go out and do some exercise, I'm almost suffocated to death!"
Alian, who had white hair and purple eyes, was like the girl next door. She held Qian Wu's hand coquettishly, blinked her cute big eyes, and said coquettishly.
Different from the human race's camp, the camp established by the monster race is full of rich antiques and exotic customs.
Various bone decorations are placed in the tent sewn from animal skins, and the tables, chairs, and benches are all made from local materials. They can be used simply by chopping down giant trees. It is primitive, but it gives people a shocking visual impact.
"Why, the Saintess still wants to run away?"
Qian Wu smiled, rolled her eyes at Alian, and teased.
Ever since Saint Qinglian entered the Buming Ancient Ruins to find them, Qian Wu had put down a big stone in her heart and began to go all out to lead the tribesmen to find a way out and explore the destiny.
Although the saint was captured by Ban Yi before, for some reason, Ban Yi not only did not hurt her life, but instead fed her with food and drink. In the end, he threw her into the ruins because of her unruly willfulness. It's really confusing.
According to Alian herself, the dog-headed Ban Yi obviously has absolute strength, but he seems to be a little afraid of her. He is helpless with a little demon in the Hundred Meridians Realm. This can only make Qian Wu sigh that everything in the world may really be interdependent. said.
"Is it possible that foxes are dogs' natural enemies?"
Qian Wu could only talk nonsense.
"Of course I want to run away, but Sister Qianwu, you also said that the value of the Baimai Realm in Wuming Ancient Ruins is no longer high, not to mention that my Yunlang is only at the Lingyin Realm, so there is no way he can appear here. , Qinglian just wants to go out and kill a few people to relax!"
As she spoke, A Lian's purple eyes flashed with bright light. Qian Wu, who was also a banshee, was looking at her in a daze. She thought to herself, not to mention that she was still a woman. Is there any man in the world who could resist her evil charm? What a beauty!
"Qinglian, please be patient and don't be impatient."
Qian Wu smiled fondly and did not reject his request directly, because she told the truth.
She really wouldn't believe it if Alian made it clear that he didn't want to run away, but for these days, the other party had followed her faithfully, which would have made her panic.
"Amu, what's the situation ahead?"
Qing Lian's status was lofty. Even Qian Wu, except for some major issues of principle, even if this little girl acted coquettishly in front of so many people in front of her leader disciple, she had no choice but to turn her head and face downwards. A demon cultivator asked.
"Back to your lord, Jing Citian and the Ershao Gang have already deployed troops to block the monks at the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice. Judging from their intentions, they may be to cooperate with Yao Mengxun, but they know that there has not been any big change in the main hall."
The person who answered was a big-nosed demon cultivator with a strong voice and a pair of horns. Judging from his posture, he was probably a half-demon with only the blood of a bull demon.
"Yeah, I guessed pretty well."
Qian Wu took advantage of Alian's break to quickly straighten the feather cloak that was messed up by her, and then said:
"Well, in that case..."
Before she could finish her words, she heard a long "report", and immediately, a little demon with wings on his back rushed into the tent, knelt down in front of Qian Wu, and said loudly:
"Lord Qianwu, according to the latest battle report, Bai Zhizheng sent troops led by Qian Qimu to rush to support. It seems that he wants to block the response of the two alliances."
"Oh? It's interesting. Does Bai Zhizheng want to rob Yao Mengxun of the inheritance?"
Qian Wu's thick eyebrows furrowed, seeming hesitant and confused.
"Although Qian Qimu is mature and prudent, he is a more suitable candidate to go into battle to kill the enemy than the powerful Ding Fengyuan."
While this person was still thinking, Feixing said in a deep voice:
"Sister Qianwu, I have long heard that Qian Qimu and Ding Fengyuan are the new powerful men in Zhizhengtang. Since Sister Lian wants to kill a few people for fun, why not let me take her to the battlefield and kill Qian Qimu first. Mu, I can collect some interest from Bai Zhizheng for the revenge of my broken arm!"
"Who wants to go with you?"
After hearing this, Alian immediately rejected Feixing's proposal in front of all the multi-level demon cultivators in the camp, without giving him any steps.
Feixing's face suddenly darkened, but fortunately, his recent tempering had made him calmer, and he did not explode on the spot. Instead, he held back his anger and turned his attention to Qian Wu, who was above him.
Qian Wu first took a closer look at Alian's expression, and saw that she still looked very disgusted. She couldn't help but feel a little calmer, then waved her hand and said to Feixing:
"Okay! Feixing, you will lead the team and recruit some good players. Since they are fighting to the death, let's go pick up the leaks and bring back the human monks who are willing to join us first. These people are Shangjia's cannon fodder. , it’s such a pity to die here!”
"Yes! Feixing takes command!"
The gray-haired flying star curled his lips cruelly, nodded in agreement, and then turned his attention to Qinglian.
"Sister Qianwu, I don't want to go out with this remnant wolf!"
Ah Lian shook her long hair, which was as white as the holy snow, and kept shaking Qian Wu's lotus arms with a mournful face, continuing her coquettish offensive.
"Remnant Wolf?"
Qian Wu said this word out of nowhere, causing the demon cultivators below to burst into laughter.
"You guys are laughing your ass off!"
Feixing did not dare to get angry at Qian Wu, so he could only spread his anger on everyone. The green wolf shadow came out from behind, and illusory saliva could be seen dripping from the corner of his mouth. The majestic momentum shocked everyone. The wooden seat under my son's butt creaked.
"Stop messing around, Flying Star."
Qian Wu shook his head helplessly and said in a lazy voice.
"Yes, Sister Qianwu."
Feixing immediately restrained his spiritual pressure, and then saw Qian Wu turning his head, as if giving an ultimatum to Alian:
"Okay, Lady Saint, Feixing is strong enough to protect you on the battlefield. If you really don't want to go, then just stay in the camp with me."
"Hey, okay then..."
Hearing this, Alian could only rub her purple eyes that were sparkling with water, reluctantly agreed, and then pointed at Feixing fiercely and said:
"Canlang, you are not allowed to come within ten feet of me!"
Qianwu smiled, Feixing was embarrassed, and everyone laughed, but no one noticed the breathtaking arc outlined by the corners of Alian's mouth, and the jingling of wind chimes on her neck, which was like a white jade.
"Sister Qin, be careful!"
In a daze, Xiao Luo put his jade fingers together and gently caught a strand of black hair that had been cut off by a hidden weapon. Killing intent spread out in his beautiful eyes.
"Thank you sister for reminding me!"
She nodded gratefully towards Yao Mengxun, and held out the Ye Yue Huan Pendant. In an instant, a headless corpse appeared in front of her. Bloody flowers bloomed and danced all over the sky, and there was beauty in death.
The three of them advanced as they fought, carefully hiding their bodies. They wanted to cross the line of fire and go to Jingcitian's camp, or at least get contact with Jingcitian's monks.
Unexpectedly, for some unknown reason, a group of Zhizhengtang men suddenly appeared in front!
Not only did they wantonly intercept Jing Citian and the monks from the Ershao Gang, they even ignored the poor fat sheep coming out of the Spiritual Mirror Festival, making it impossible for the three of them to reveal their identities easily, otherwise they would immediately become the target of the siege. .
The demon monks who came later were specifically designed to suppress and recruit these fat sheep, as if they wanted to take advantage of the chaos to replenish their own new force.
As a result, Qingyun and the others had no choice but to advance or retreat. It was as if they were squeezed into a "rougamo". They could only carefully negotiate among them and choose the opportunity to escape.
