Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 983 Subduing the Abandoned Ghost Cultivator
Chapter 980 Three Subdues Abandoned Ghost Cultivators

"After thinking about it, we will make a decision, but before that, there is one more thing to do."

Song Qing murmured, then stretched his sleeves for a while, and ordered: "Release the monks from our side in the No. [-] and No. [-] battlefields."

Now in battlefields No. [-] and No. [-], there are not only ghost cultivators abandoned by the elders, but also monks from Song and Qing’s side. The monk was released first.

Hearing Song Qing's order, the faces of those ghost cultivators suddenly became gloomy. Now that Song Qing's party and the monks are still here, they at least have some reasons to make Song Qing throw their hands at them.

If these monks were all withdrawn by Song Qing, at that time, no matter what Song Qing did, they could only bear that there was not even a single back.

However, if they stand up against it now, Song Qing will definitely think that they have no intention of taking refuge. At that time, they will not even have the last chance of life.

Seeing the monks from Song and Qing's side gradually withdraw from the No. [-] and No. [-] battlefields, these ghost cultivators looked gloomy and uncertain, but they did not dare to stop them, and even had to be wary of others to stop them.

After all, they would be even more wronged if they were even sat down!

On the third and sixth battlefields, Song Qing had invested nearly [-] troops. Although there were losses after a big battle, the number was still not small.

Song Qing's withdrawal of troops from the battlefield was not as easy as in other battlefields. At the same time, he had to be wary of those ghost cultivators. If those ghost cultivators made a sudden move, he would suffer a big loss.

The benefits promised by the elders of the Tai Tai were not obtained, and tens of thousands of troops were lost in vain.

When both sides were very tense, the troops on the third and sixth battlefields finally withdrew.

Song Qing and the others could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, while the remaining ghost cultivators also looked at Song Qing expectantly.

"Now, I think you should have made a decision. If you surrender and follow my command, stand on my left hand side. If you would rather die than obey me, you should wait on my right hand side. I will give you a Happy."

Now that all his troops have been withdrawn, Song Qing is also full of confidence, and adds another request to those who surrender, open his arms, and said loudly, in order to let these ghost cultivators distinguish their directions, they also deliberately condensed into "" Right" and "Left".

In the sky above the two battlefields, one "right" and the other "left", two big characters of blue light shine brightly, illuminating the battlefield of the magic circle, guiding the direction of these ghost cultivators.

As soon as Song Qing's voice fell, the battlefields of the two magic circles seemed to move, and tens of thousands of ghost cultivators turned into black winds roaring, scrambling to shoot towards the word "left".

This is their only chance to survive, how can they not be crazy? !

May I ask who is willing to die?Even the ghost cultivator who died once is the same!

On the [-]rd and [-]th battlefields, there were two big blue characters, under the word "Zuo" there were crowds of people, ghostly aura lingered, black warships were like black mountains, pushing the last vacant space.

However, compared to the crowding under the word "left", there is no one under the big green characters marked "right", no, there should be no ghost cultivators, it is very empty.

"Well, it seems that everyone has made a wise choice."

After seeing this scene, Song Qing nodded in satisfaction. At this moment, even Tianlang in Langxie Sword couldn't help admiring Song Qing. Before, he just wanted to kill these ghost cultivators, but he didn't expect Song Qing to He actually recruited all of them to surrender directly, and almost didn't move a single soldier.

"Good job, Xiaoqing."

Tianlang smiled slightly, and praised through sound transmission. Before he knew it, Song Qing had grown up in front of his eyes. Although he still didn't do well in some places, he was no longer the one who was carrying hatred and was paranoid. Teenager.

Facing Tianlang's approval, Song Qing smiled slightly, his eyes flickered, obviously, he also remembered what happened back then.

At that time, people in the village of my parents were killed, I got the Langya Sword, and I got to know Tianlang.

At that time, he always thought that Tianlang was uneasy and kind, and even his parents' villagers were killed by Tianlang.

At that time, he didn't trust anyone and walked alone in the dark.

……

But now, he already knew who killed his parents, and even had the ability to avenge his parents.

Although Tianlang told him this, but he has verified from the sidelines over the years that what Tianlang said is indeed true.

Not only that, although he still bears hatred now, he is no longer dark, nor is he lonely. His lonely and indifferent heart was warmed by Duanmu Yaoer, and he made a close friend like Qi Yubai...

"Husband, how should we deal with these ghost cultivators? Although they have surrendered now, there must be a management?"

Just when Song Qing was thinking wildly, Duanmu Yaoer's voice came over and asked Song Qing.

At the same time, other people also looked over, even the ghost cultivators of the Hidden World Sect. Unconsciously, Song Qing had become their leader.

"Just follow their original sect organization and manage them separately. After all, they know each other best and are easier to manage."

Song Qing pondered: "However, when fighting, we must also accept unified management with other sects. No one can change this."

"Yes."

Hearing what Song Qing said, everyone's face was also solemn, and they clapped their hands in agreement. After this unified battle, they deeply understood the benefits of unified battle.

"We must be obeyed by the seniors."

When Duanmu Yao'er agreed to come down, the ghost cultivators on the third and sixth battlefields all had serious faces and agreed.

"Okay, now remove the magic circles on the third and sixth battlefields."

Song Qing nodded, pondered for a while, and finally waved his big sleeves, and ordered.

The array monks who presided over the No. [-] battlefield and the No. [-] station did not neglect at all, and immediately removed the magic circle.

The light curtain covering the No. [-] and No. [-] battlefields disappeared with a "swish". At this time, the magic circles on the No. [-] and No. [-] battlefields had already been removed.

In the battlefield, those ghost cultivators could not help showing a gleam of joy on their faces as they watched the light curtain turn into bits of spiritual light and gradually disappear. Up to now, they still feel dreamy.

Not long ago, they were ghost cultivators on the side of Qingyou Palace, but now they are in the camp of Song and Qing in the blink of an eye.

A sense of resentment quickly arose, and if it weren't for the elders of the Grand Master who were greedy for life and afraid of death, they would not have been abandoned.

Just now they walked through the gate of hell, as long as Song Qing had a single thought, they would disappear and perish.

Thinking of this, the resentment in their hearts became heavier: Qingyou Palace, I am also all of you who are smashed to pieces...

In fact, I just want to say that they are also quite greedy for life and afraid of death...

(End of this chapter)