Opening Reward 100 Million Lives

This proposal inspired the rest of the tribe.

Of the nine tribes of the immortal relics, the war department is now the best.

The people of the war tribe are inherently good at fighting, and the masters in the clan are like clouds.

Not only do they have more than a dozen saints, there are also two saints who sit in town, and with the high-grade magic weapon, the Immortal Spear, the strength is even in the entire lower realm.

If he defected to them, Pifeng would definitely not provoke him.

Qing Suo shook his head again and sighed: "You forgot, the war department doesn't look down on the other eight of us, and thinks that we are holding back and never treat us as our own."

"What about the painting department? Although it is not as strong as the war department, it is said that they maintain good relations in many areas."

Qing Suo sighed: "The Qingyuan domain where the painting department is located is too far away from our Thousand Spirits Realm. It is separated by thousands of domains. I am afraid that I will be blocked by Pifeng before I get there... …"

Pifeng has a wide range of friends, and there are holy friends in many realms.

This road is likely to be a dead end.

Far can't quench near thirst.

A day later, Jiang Cheng saw Qing Suo and others again.

Along with them, there are tens of thousands of clansmen in their hearts, none of them are missing.

"Chief Jiang, we are here to defect to you."

"I hope you can save us..."

That's right, they finally chose Feixianmen only.

Here is the Three-eyed Tiger, the Demon King, who can destroy the Tongyou Holy Land, and the strength lies there.

Feixianmen and them also have the common enemy of Pifeng.

Jiang Cheng, Demon King, and the five great hearts of their hearts, sitting in the secret realm at home, may not be able to block Pifeng's next attack.

And... close.

Besides, isn't there still the title "Ally"?

"This... Have you been attacked?"

Looking at their expressions and states, Jiang Cheng also guessed something.

No way?

He became Qingsuo, his original intention was just to get angry with this swaying wall ‘Ally’.

I didn't expect that they would really be attacked, and I didn't expect that their hearts would be thrown by the clan.

"Yes, it's all the thief Pifeng!"

When it comes to this, Qing Suo gritted his teeth and hated it.

"My clan secret realm has been completely destroyed, homeless!"

"Another 516 members of the tribe were killed. This hate is not shared!"

"Chief Jiang, I know you must be quite critical of our previous position."

"I swear here to meet Pifeng again in the future, and my clan is willing to fight at the forefront!"

Her words are categorical and very sincere.

After all, the sea of ​​blood is full of enemies, and the rabbit bites even if it is anxious.

Jiang Cheng was even more surprised.

Not because of her attitude, but because of her fighting power.

Fuck so strong?

If the holy rank peaks, more than 90% of you will survive?

He felt hate that iron can't become steel again. He has been shrinking before such a powerful strength?

If he expands everywhere, collects training resources, and tries every means to improve, I am afraid that his overall strength will be twice as strong as it is now.

"Are you serious?"

"Not bad!"

Several old saints in the rear said in a deep voice: "After this battle, we have also seen that they will only be regarded as weak and deceived by asking for everything."

"In this case, don't blame us for showing off!"

"Head Jiang, you can point the direction where you will attack next time, and we will never back down!"

For hundreds of years, the other seven holy places have not done anything good to them, and they have long been full of grievances and grievances.

Damn, these women are heavier than their fighting spirit now.

Is there any mistake?

"Well, I'll let someone arrange a place for you."

Anyway, the secret realm of Silent Holy Land is very big, let alone living in 10,000 people, even living in 100,000 is too empty.

The heart holds one of the nine magic weapons, and keeping them by your side is also a good thing for the future opening of the virtual world.

"Thank you Jiang Master!"

Qing Suo said solemnly, "We will always remember your grace for taking in!"

With the defensive power of Brother Rao Yicheng, he couldn't help feeling a little feverish.

He was still in a pure state, and he couldn't change it back.

Had it not been for the hidden treasures and spirits, it would have been exposed.

To put it bluntly, if you didn't change like that, even if your heart would be beaten by reality, it would be the future, not today.

Thinking of this, he sighed, let's make up for it.

"Have you brought the bones of your 516 people who died in battle?"

Qing Suo didn't understand why he asked, but he nodded.

"It was originally intended to be buried there, but I am afraid that Pifeng will take people to raging next time and disturb their peace."

"So if you bring it here, if Zhang Sect Jiang is unwilling, we will be buried outside."

Jiang Cheng waved his hand.

"I'm not that stingy."

"Release their bones."

"what?"

"What does Jiang Zhangmen mean?"

Everyone in the heart department was puzzled, but Mo Chen stood up as the spokesperson for Brother Cheng.

"My head can resurrect them, and your choice to form an alliance with us today is the wisest decision!"

what?

resurrection?

The people in the heart group seemed to have heard a joke.

How can this happen?

But after a quarter of an hour, their cognition was completely refreshed.

All the 516 members of the tribe were resurrected by Jiang Cheng, even if some people only had a stump or a single hair left.

This scene happened under everyone's eyes.

The resurrected tribesmen were alive and kicking, without any damage.

There are those who cry for joy in the hearts of thousands of people, and there are those who cheer for joy.

After all, this is a tribe with few individuals.

The lives of these 516 tribesmen are more important to them ~www.ltnovel.com~.

Qing Suo and a group of elders were shocked and bowed to the ground.

"Head Jiang, your great kindness, we are not unforgettable!"

Jiang Cheng pretended to cough twice, and adjusted his complexion to pale again.

Mo Chen leaned over in time and supported him.

"The headmaster's resurrection magic has a price, so many people are resurrected in one breath, and it is too much for him."

Yes, the price is really high, it cost me 120,000 points.

Sure enough, Qing Suo and others were moved to a complete mess.

"Head Jiang! You will be our most precious friend from now on, and you will never turn your back on!"

"If someone is unfavorable to you, that is the enemy of my heart!"

"If we separate in the future, I only need a call from the head of Jiang, and my heart will definitely come to serve!"

Not only them, but the other tens of thousands of heart tribesmen, all looked at him gratefully.

The attitude towards him is extremely close and agrees with him, just like his own person.

This result surprised Jiang Cheng.

After tossing back and forth, this group of people who were originally swaying from side to side but with strong strength was finally subdued by him.

In this way, the heart officially settled down in the secret territory.

This secret realm is more than ten thousand li, Feixianmen is on the side of the main hall in the center, and the heart is hit among the mountains in the southwest corner.

The activity areas on both sides are tens of thousands of miles away, but they still do their own things.

The cultivation of Jiang Cheng's disciples has nothing to do with that.

And my heart is fine, and I won't bother here.

Both sides are waiting for the arrival of the saint of wind.