Sword God of the World

"Commander Zhuang suddenly fell asleep a few days ago, and he couldn't wake up, so now the fire refining mercenary regiment is not the opponent of the nine Yin mercenary regiment at all. Moreover, a thin man with white hair and white eyes suddenly appeared in the nine Yin mercenary regiment, which is really very powerful. I took the order of old Liu and went to the wild ancient city to ask the wild mercenary regiment for help!"

As soon as Xiao Liu finished his words, there was no trace of Xiao Ye and others here.

At the same time, the nine Yin mercenary regiment has surrounded the headquarters of the fire refining mercenary regiment.

In a black sedan chair on the side of the nine Yin mercenary regiment.

"Brother, do you really want to kill all the people of the fire servant refining corps?"

It was Zhao Han who asked. Even if he was a bloodthirsty man, he couldn't bear it.

Of course, he was not unwilling to die like this.

But I think these people can't join their Jiuyin mercenary regiment after they die, so as to expand their Jiuyin mercenary regiment.

The thin man with white hair and 100 eyes is Zhao Han's brother, who is a deacon in Yinming sect.

"Remember to me, power is not equal to strength, only your own strength is the king!"

Zhao Leng's face was very gloomy. His penetrating white eyes stared at the cold ghost flag in his hand.

"It's time for you to eat again! Gaga......"

Zhao Leng stepped out of the carriage with a laugh, looking like he couldn't wait.

In fact, if he had lent Zhao Leng eight courage in the past, he would not dare to annex the fire refining mercenary regiment.

But a few days ago, he suddenly got the news that a super big man came from the southern region to deal with some people.

These people include Wu Qingfeng, the leader of Tianhuo sect, who used to cover the fire servant refining Corps.

So now he has no fear.

As for Zhuang Han's sudden sleepiness, it's also his ghost

After refining day and night in recent days, there have been more than 300 devil imps in Zhao Leng's ghost flags.

In Zhao Leng's opinion, once he has refined all the friars of the fire servant refining corps, it will be a big step forward from his hundred ghost flag to the thousand ghost flag.

At that time, I will probably be promoted to the elder of the underworld sect

Thinking of this, Zhao Leng laughed wildly again.

"The door is where people are. The door is destroyed and people die!"

At the entrance of the fire refining mercenary regiment, a row of more than a dozen big men blocked the entrance to the fire refining mercenary regiment.

They are the most elite warriors of the fire refining mercenary regiment!

The situation is clear.

They also feel that the man with white hair and white eyes is super powerful, and they can't stop it at all.

Even compared with the people with white hair and white eyes, they are not even mole ants

But what does it matter?

They are the guards of the fire refining mercenary regiment. Their duty is to protect the fire refining mercenary regiment!

It's a big deal!

Men, why fear death?

"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack

Zhao sneered wildly. While laughing, he had taken out the ghost flag in his hand.

The fierce wind danced, the evil ghost screamed, and a terrible black gas suddenly appeared, wrapping the entrance door of the fire servant refining Corps.

Also wrapped the row of more than a dozen guards

Faintly, there was a sound of fighting in the black air, but it soon subsided.

The black air was full of blood and bodies.

The only one still standing was Er Gouzi, the captain of the guard team at the headquarters of the fire refining mercenary regiment.

In Er Gouzi's hand, it was a long knife with a length of two meters. It had accompanied him to kill more than 100 Xuan beasts.

But now, the once invincible long knife in his hand has been full of scars, and his body has been torn out dozens of blood holes by endless devil imps

Two dogs at this moment, like blood people, are shocking!

But Er Gouzi still didn't fall down, although he was exhausted, although his blood had almost drained, although his consciousness was a little vague

Men, either fight or stand!

Er Gouzi's ears seemed to echo the words of warning from head Zhuang when he joined the mercenary regiment!

Thinking of Zhuang Han, er Gouzi was filled with awe and gratitude.

When Gouzi, the second day of junior high school, wandered alone in a chaotic place and became a beggar begging along the street, head Zhuang took him to the headquarters for a full meal and took him in

Er Gouzi will not only die in battle, but also stand and die!

Men, sweat and bleed without tears!

Er Gouzi thought of what leader Zhuang said again, but now he really wants to cry!

Just two days ago, a letter came from a home far away from the chaos, saying that his child had been born, a full eight pounds and seven Liang, or a handlebar

That night, er Gouzi stayed up happily all night: he was also a father!

These two days, er Gouzi bought a lot of gadgets in the chaotic ancient city and was going to go home to see his doll in two days

Suddenly, two demon imps screamed wildly and rushed up. One bit Er Gouzi's thigh and the other bit Er Gouzi's neck

Feeling the arrival of death, er Gouzi's heart was full of his gentle and virtuous daughter-in-law and his son of eight kilograms and seven Liang.

Er Gouzi wants to go back and have a look. He really wants to

The black air gradually dissipated, and all the more than a dozen monks who had stood at the gate had disappeared, not even the body and blood.

What remains is only a strong smell of blood

Vaguely, the ground seems a little wet

A wanton smile crossed the corner of his mouth. It seems that Zhao Leng is very satisfied with the accomplishments of more than a dozen monks of the guard.

They have now become devil imps among their own ghost flags!

Not surprisingly, Zhao Leng strode across the door into the headquarters of the fire refining mercenary regiment, with a murderous face!

In a rather domineering Hall of the headquarters, an old man and a young man are arguing: "old Liu, I'll go out later and try to hold Zhao Leng. You take the sleeping head and find a chance to escape!"

The young man opened his mouth decisively, holding two hammers the size of a washbasin in his hand.

He is Xiao Qiang, deputy head of Huolian mercenary regiment!

Of course, he is also the strongest person in the headquarters of the whole fire refining mercenary regiment. There are seven floors of empty steps!

"Xiao Qiang, although you are the deputy head of the fire refining mercenary regiment and your strength is better than me, you are still too young after all. I watched you grow up. How can I bear to watch you die? Well, take the head with you and I'll stop Zhao Leng!"

It was the thin old Liu who spoke. His tone was much tougher than Xiao Qiang.

Between the words, he pulled out the saber at his waist, which had been with him for decades.