Li Huaide was stunned when faced with the attacks of dozens of Nine Mysterious Gods. However, he could be considered a monk who had been around for thousands of years, so he instinctively dodged.

And those dozens of attacks obviously did not hit him directly. After all, many monks in Xiying knew very well that they were just pretending and did not really want Li Huaide's life.

Li Huaide ran away in embarrassment, rolled and jumped dozens of meters away. Brother Ji smiled slightly, pointed his finger, and a spiritual power quietly appeared at Li Huaide's feet.

Li Huaide was already panicking, but accidentally fell to the ground again.

All the monks in Xiying burst into laughter.

At this time, Li Huaide's face looked very ugly. He angrily threw a token in front of the leading middle-aged monk, "I am the first general under the Star God of the Ancestral Emperor Sect, how dare you be so arrogant! "

The middle-aged monk didn't seem to accept this trick. Although he was only in the early stage of the Nine-Xuan Great God, he still sneered and still let the token fall to the ground. "His Majesty the Star God said that we have the final say in Xiying's affairs. What do you think? What are you doing here!"

Li Huaide was choked so much that his face turned green and red, but he was afraid of causing public outrage again, so he could only swallow his anger and drink in a low voice, "The Holy War is coming, and the Star God asked me to wait for the position of prison camp. From now on, you all have to listen to me." The order!"

Brother Ji frowned deeply. He knew that the position of supervising the camp was only secret. On the surface, it was just to exchange information between the West Camp and the other two camps. Neither the Star God nor the Three-Eyed Immortal Lord explained this, but everyone who understood it would understand it. .

Who would have thought that Li Huaide was so stupid that he dared to say such words in such a pretentious manner in Xiying.

At this time, Murong Kexin was also secretly glad that she was not in the wrong position. Although Li Huaide was very capable, he had extremely serious shortcomings in his conduct and work.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Huaide's words came out, many monks in Xiying immediately became increasingly angry. Thousands of murderous intentions enveloped Li Huaide, scaring him so much that he did not dare to move.

The middle-aged man had a sullen face, pointed at Li Huaide with one hand, and shouted, "Did the Star God really say this?!"

Li Huaide was slightly startled. He was about to reply, but he saw Brother Ji quickly standing between the two, cupping his hands and saying, "Of course not!"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man originally had a slight affection for Brother Ji, but now the slightest affection disappeared immediately. Instead, he asked in a low voice: "What is the relationship between you and this person?!"

"With him?" Brother Ji didn't even look at Li Huaide. He just curled his lips and shook his head with disdain, "Following an idiot has nothing to do with it. It's just that he failed to succeed and failed more than he did, so he felt that the star god entrusted him with something unworthy. I’m just a little unhappy!”

"What's the meaning?"

Brother Ji rubbed his temples and held the token given to him by the Three-Eyed Immortal Lord in his hand. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and the Star God's identity token appeared at the same time.

"I came here with several senior brothers just to ask the Xiying monks if they need any additional supplies. Although Xiying does not directly face the demon world, the geographical location of the battlefield has very important constraints. In fact, this time, Our main task is to distribute 30,000 high-level spiritual talismans."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Ji took out a dozen stacks of shining talismans from the storage ring.

Immediately, many monks present in Xiying were dumbfounded. From practicing to now, no one has ever seen such a huge number of spiritual talismans.

To be honest, no matter who you are, you will be surprised by Brother Ji’s generosity. From ancient times to the present, whoever divides the magic talisman will take it one by one!

Of course, Brother Ji was also bleeding from pain.

These 30,000 magic talismans were almost two-thirds of the inventory in his hand. Today, he was a little unwilling to pay such a big blood for a fool Li Huaide.

However, Brother Chicken is also secretly planning how to get treasures that can balance him from these family monks in Xiying! Suffering a loss is never something Brother Chicken will do.

"Uh..." Li Huaide was also dumbfounded and now looked in disbelief.

As the core figure of the Zuhuang Sect, Li Huaide is very aware of the preciousness of 30,000 high-level spiritual talismans. Although high-level spiritual talismans cannot really threaten the life of a monk of his level, with the accumulation of numbers, let alone 30,000.

, even three thousand cards, it is estimated that there are not many Jiuxuan Great God mid-level monks who can resist it.

Now, Brother Ji gave the other party enough face and showed his sincerity. The middle-aged man took a deep breath and tried to look calm.

"Junior Brother Murong is really grand, that's all!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, "This matter has been revealed. I am Huang Puyue, the patriarch of the Huangpu family in Nanya City."

Brother Ji gave Xiao Zhen and Murong Kexin a look, and the three of them returned the favor.

The tense atmosphere quickly dissipated. Huang Puyue and the other Jiuxuan Great God monks welcomed Brother Ji and the others into the Chinese army camp without even looking at Li Huaide.

Li Huaide felt humiliated and left in anger.

This middle-stage Nine-Xuan Great God, who was ranked as the number one figure in the Western Camp, actually left in such a dejected manner, and left in embarrassment under the guidance of many cultivators who were not at the peak level.

Brother Ji was welcomed into the camp by everyone and asked about the general situation here.

Unexpectedly, when Beiying and Dongying were attacked by demon monks one after another, there was no fighting at all in West Camp.

"Senior Brother Huangpu, are you saying that Xiying is very peaceful?"

"Not bad!" Huang Puyue felt a little proud.

The reason why Xiying was able to be calm was because during this period, he made very tight arrangements for the defense of the camp. Moreover, he also specially organized twenty Jiuxuan Great God monks to wander hundreds of miles outside the camp, and they would be dispatched whenever there was an emergency.

I will notify him immediately.

Today, although the army of immortal monks is in a stalemate with the demon monks, the demon world occupies an extremely favorable terrain. The fairy world only occupies a Yutian Pavilion, which is incomparable to the demon world stationed in many large rivers in ancient Taiyan.

Therefore, even if there is a stalemate, the demon monks have the upper hand.

"No, no!" Brother Ji became more and more uneasy after listening to Huang Puyue's arrangements.

Since the Demon Realm has suffered repeated setbacks at Yutian Pavilion, it is now forced to stalemate with the Immortal Realm outside of Gu Taiyan, so it shouldn't be able to cower in one place.

If it were Chicken Brother, he would definitely find another way to catch him off guard.

"What's wrong?" Huang Puyue was stunned and asked in a low voice.

Brother Ji touched his chin and laughed, "Senior Brother Huangpu, I wonder if I can make a bet?"

"Bet, what to bet on?" Huang Puyue was a little confused.

Brother Ji blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers towards Huang Puyue. As Huang Pu leaned closer, Brother Ji whispered, which immediately made him look strange.
Chapter completed!