Master Shi gulped.

Zheng Yi spoke again: "There are also brothers' families, there are more than 50,000 people here!"

Mu Feifei took a breath of cold air again.

It takes such a huge amount of financial and material resources to feed and eat more than 50,000 people to support such a large family business.

Master Shi asked: "Isn't this almost as powerful as a small country?"

When Zheng Yi heard this, he said sternly: "Master Shi, you are looking down on us too much. Our people in the Slaughter Temple are all the best of the elite. Not to mention that this is just the headquarters' troops. Even if we in the Slaughter Temple only have

These people can conquer Africa. As Emperor Zun said, it’s not about having too many soldiers, it’s about being good at them!”

Speaking of this, Zheng Yi said very proudly: "Think about how powerful the underworld was back then. The uncrowned king here, with his elite soldiers and generals, was so powerful that we didn't drive him back to his hometown!"

Mu Feifei took a look and saw that the soldiers in the Killing Temple were not only Chinese, but also some European and American faces, and even local Africans.

However, almost all of these people have no cultivation level, and they only play a supporting role.

What surprised Mu Feifei even more was that the Purgatory Team was like a ghost on the battlefield, appearing out of nowhere and hunting down the enemy with a knife!

A terrifying roar came from the southeast.

Mu Feifei and Shi Ye couldn't help but look over.

From a distance, I saw a group of enemies over there, all falling down under the loud noise, and even their heads were missing.

"What kind of bomb is this? It's so powerful!"

Master Shi was shocked. At the moment of the explosion, he felt that there was a powerful enemy over there.

After the explosion, these powerful qi machines disappeared.

There is only one explanation, and that is that he died instantly.
Chapter completed!