This sudden arrival of armored soldiers made countless practitioners' eyelids twitch wildly, and they faintly realized that something was wrong.
Jiang Ming lowered his brows slightly, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
"Is this the former Northern Yan Murong clan's army?"
Tuoba Kui nodded and said rather fearfully: "These are regular sergeants, but they are not something that ordinary troops in this era can withstand. You must know that the Murong clan has always been famous for its brutality and bloodshed, even for the civilians in some places." The military strength is very strong, let alone this kind of regular army... The most important thing is that after death, they were polluted by evil spirits and became the evil spirits they are now. Their strength is even more terrifying!"
When Jiang Ming heard this, his brows suddenly knitted together.
There are a total of eight hundred Beiyan soldiers. Once they face each other, I am afraid that many of these cultivators will die.
In fact, the original strength of these Beiyan soldiers was not very strong, and many of them were the lowest-level monks in the Qi refining stage. However, after the erosion and corruption of evil spirits, the strength of these Beiyan soldiers has risen by many levels, and now they are also the weakest. The level of perfect Qi refining.
"Is there any better way to deal with it?"
Rao Wuqing asked in a low voice. He had been observing the strength level of these Beiyan soldiers, but could not accurately judge, so he could only ask this sentence.
Without waiting for Tuoba Kui's reply, Jiang Ming spoke: "There is no need to deal with it, just let the people in front consume their combat power."
Upon hearing this, Tuoba Kui nodded approvingly and said, "Let those from the Hehuan Sect die... I hope that guy Hua Wudao will die too!"
But obviously, his wish could not be realized, because at this moment, a majestic aura filled the air, and a powerful force came down.
boom!
A Beiyan soldier started to take action, and then more Beiyan soldiers came to kill them, as if something was controlling them, because these Beiyan soldiers were like beasts without intelligence, relying entirely on instinct. On offense.
"Get on it!"
Hua Wudao's voice came from the front. Obviously, he was ordering the captured cultivators to come forward. The latter's eyelids jumped and they stepped back, not daring to come forward at all, but they still could not escape the fate of being killed. .
"I'll fight you!"
Someone came back from the killing and tried to escape from the hands of the Hehuan Sect masters, but was killed ruthlessly. Many people took a breath when watching this scene.
There is a wolf in front of you and a tiger behind you. What a dilemma!
That’s it!
"Everyone has his own destiny, and wealth is in the sky! I will kill you once to see how capable these undead soldiers who have been dead for many years are really!"
A casual cultivator yelled, stepped forward, and with his perfect foundation-building cultivation, killed several Beiyan soldiers who had completed their Qi refining and were in the early stages of foundation-building.
Seeing this, other cultivators also gritted their teeth and stepped forward. They understood that now was not the opportunity to retreat. If they did not move forward, it would really be a dead end. After all, death at the hands of Beiyan soldiers was just death, but it would be death at the hands of Hehuan Sect masters. In the hands, even death will have to suffer, and even go through a tragic process that is worse than death.
For a time, the two sides quickly fought in one place, and the sound of banging and banging was heard endlessly.
Jiang Ming also came to his senses at this moment, shaking his head and sighing.
This scene is so familiar. When I was still weak, I was treated as cannon fodder.
But just as the first monk who rushed out said, everyone has his own destiny, and wealth lies in heaven!
"You are always ready to take action or evacuate..."
Jiang Ming reminded him, and everyone immediately became tense.
At the same time, Zhai Tianfeng began to set up the formation, and a third-order peak-level formation was deployed, which made many monks jealous. They desperately wanted to crowd in here, but Jiang Ming glared back, somewhat displeased. The wise ones were ruthlessly killed.
"Would it be too cruel for us to do this..."
Huaimei bit her lip. If she thought she could, she would do her best to protect someone else. Why not?
But Jiang Ming sneered.
"If you want to be a Virgin, you can go out and be a Virgin yourself. If you want to drag us together to be a Virgin, I don't mind taking your sacrificial flag first."
Jiang Ming's words made Huaimei's eyelids twitch and she immediately shut her mouth. She didn't understand how Jiang Ming's heart grew and why he could be so decisive in killing?
As everyone knows, Jiang Ming has always believed in one sentence in his past and present lives, that is, the other side's Holy Mother should be protected, and our Holy Mother should sacrifice the flag at the beginning.
There were crowds of people in front of them. Their heads flew up and even spun in the air for a while, and then the cultivators collapsed on the ground one after another without making any sound.
At this time, a strong force surged up and blasted in the other direction.
boom! boom! boom!
Along with the sounds of collisions, the Hehuan Sect in front was forced to get involved in the battle.
Hua Wudao's face was particularly ugly, and he immediately shouted: "Fellow Taoists, please rush to help..."
"roll!"
Gu Chi shouted coldly, not giving any face to this young sect master who was also from the world of Yu's foreign cultivators.
Hua Wudao's face was particularly ugly. He did not dare to disobey Gu Chi, so he could only keep searching the crowd with his eyes, and finally fixed on some people.
"Everyone, please follow me and kill these undead soldiers quickly, so that these evil spirits can be sent to Abi Hell as soon as possible!"
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The masters of these forces also sneered when they saw this.
"Why didn't they rush to help?"
Huaimei frowned in confusion.
Jiang Ming glanced at it and said coldly: "These masters from the Hehuan Sect are enough. Among them are foundation-building monks, golden elixir masters, Yuan Ying major cultivators, and even a half-step god-transformation state. They can't solve it yet. Are you going to kill these 800 monks?"
"Hua Wudao is really cunning and treacherous. He wants to use these people to enter the game and consume some people's strength, thereby preserving his own combat power. He can also observe the temperament of some people to prepare for better use in the future... Tsk tsk, the plan is good, but it’s a pity that no one who can get to this point is a fool.”
Jiang Ming spoke calmly, and these words made Rao Wuqing and others secretly nod.
Indeed!
How can anyone who has lived for hundreds or even hundreds of years be a fool?
Looking at the world of immortality, if you want to grow up, you not only rely on background, resources, talent and luck, but also need brains!
Obviously, Hua Wudao's plan failed, but he was not upset, but there was a cold look in his eyes.
"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust! Of course we can deal with the eight hundred Beiyan soldiers, but you don't want to watch the show from the sidelines!"
As soon as these words came out, many people were startled.
Jiang Ming's eyelids trembled and he exclaimed in a low voice: "This kid is really going to cause trouble!"
