He looked at the people in front of him and saw that they were all injured. Even if they were not injured, if Chen Muyu didn't take action, they might not be able to defeat each other.
The other party was obviously prepared.
This world is like this. There are battles and vendettas all the time. If you don’t fuck others, others will fuck you. Today you are strong enough and others can only shrink back. But tomorrow you will be weak or someone will find you.
If you find a loophole, the person who fucks you will come right away.
Chen Muyu thought about it. Originally, he had no obligation to help the Miduo clan drive away enemies. However, the Miduo clan now had interests involved with him. Of course, he could not just watch the Miduo clan be destroyed.
By helping the Miduo tribe survive this calamity, they can also form a good relationship with the Miduo tribe. When the ancestors of the Miduo tribe return in the future, Tuomu and the others will publicize it, and their favorability will naturally increase. By then, all worlds will
Wouldn't it be easier to start business here?
"Your ancestor is also very generous. He leaves you guys to look after the house without worrying about it being stolen." Chen Muyu complained.
Tuolin said, "Master doesn't know something. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference is of great importance. If someone doesn't have to stay and look after me, I'm afraid we would all go..."
reality.
"Furthermore, several big forces nearby have been defeated by our Miduo clan, and we did not expect that the Guluo clan would attack. Moreover, there are only a few eighth-level Guluo clan, and the strongest is only eight.
At the late stage, it should be enough for me to suppress them. I have never heard of the Guluo clan reaching the peak of the eighth stage."
At this time, Duolin was still a little surprised, but how could King Gan sense it wrong? He was a ninth-level warrior.
"Are you convinced? This is obviously a dissatisfaction!"
Chen Muyu shook his head, "Let's go, let's go to the meeting for a while."
"Boom!"
There were bursts of thunder in the sky, a terrifying momentum fell from the sky, and the world instantly darkened.
Depressed, extremely depressed.
Looking up, a huge palm print was falling from the sky.
It was like the sky suddenly fell.
The entire Amita clan was alarmed, and each one was suppressed by the terrifying momentum and fell to the ground, as if they had seen the end of the world.
"Hahaha……"
Wild laughter came from the void, shaking people's eardrums to the point of bursting.
Really cruel people don't talk much, they just come right up and do it without any ambiguity.
"King Qian."
Chen Muyu gave an order.
King Qian flew away.
"boom."
The huge palm print instantly collapsed, and light returned to the earth.
"oops!"
Before anyone could react, they heard a scream coming from the void.
"Plop."
A figure fell from the void, like a meteor passing by, creating a big crater in the square in front of the hall.
Then King Qian floated down, waved his sleeves, and two more people rolled out from his sleeves.
"You're such a good Rama, you actually took advantage of the emptiness of our Amitabha tribe to sneak attack on me?"
Duolin stepped forward, pointed at one of the men in green robes, and shouted loudly.
The man was dizzy and finally woke up. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but blush, and a bit of fear flashed between his brows.
Rama, the ancestor of the Guluo tribe, an innate god and demon of the late eighth level.
The one next to him is his younger brother, Luo Tuo, a mid-eighth-level innate god-demon.
Luo Tuo's face turned pale at this moment, and he still hadn't figured out what the situation was.
They came prepared this time. They knew in advance that the Amitabha clan had left Tianling Mountain in full force, so they left a Tuo Lin to guard their home. Isn't this something that could be easily captured?
Why, this Amitabha clan still has some back-ups?
Deliberately spreading false news, waiting for them to fall into a trap?
The two of them had a thousand thoughts in their minds. At that moment, they almost thought they were going to succeed and completely wipe out the entire Amita clan. Unexpectedly, a terrifying force directly suppressed them.
That force is really too strong.
Ninth level, it must be the power of ninth level.
Did the ancestor of the Amitabha tribe leave?
No, that was not the ancestor of the Miduo clan at all.
The two of them looked at the figure next to them. Where was the ancestor of the Miduo clan?
But no matter who this person is, they know that this operation failed and they are afraid that they are doomed.
"Huh, if I fall into your hands, I have nothing to say."
Rama snorted coldly and turned his face to one side, looking somewhat unconvinced.
Duolin frowned and looked at the man who was in the pit, wondering whether he was alive or dead, "Who is this man?"
Rama didn't even look back, "It's the foreign aid we invited, Taoist monk Can Yun from Tai'a Star Region."
"oh?"
Duolin raised his eyebrows and said, "You actually invited foreign aid. You really put a lot of effort into this."
"snort."
Rama looked at Dolin with disdain, "Didn't you also invite foreign aid? Who are these people?"
These people, at first glance, were not from the Amitabha tribe. Even if they were about to die, he was no longer afraid. Of course, he had to ask clearly.
"Ah!"
Duolin chuckled lightly, "You're not qualified to know yet."
It's quite cold, and it's more of a pretense.
King Qian looked at Chen Muyu, "Master, how are you going to deal with these people?"
Owner?
Rama and the two were immediately shocked. This ninth-level strongman actually called that person his master?
This is a ninth-level powerhouse!
They were all a little suspicious of the birth, almost thinking there was something wrong with their ears.
Chen Muyu was also a little hesitant at this moment. How to deal with it?
Leave it to the Amita clan to deal with it. They obviously don't have the ability.
Received it directly?
But to be honest, having already captured the Amita clan, Chen Muyu didn't want to spend any more money on these people. To acquire three eighth-level people, even if they were seriously injured, the cost was not small.
His remaining wealth, which is only one to two billion, should be spent wisely. These three people are indeed worthless to him.
But it would be a pity to kill him directly.
Tasteless.
Chen Muyu somewhat understood the meaning of this word, which was referring to the three people in front of him.
Chen Muyu pinched his chin and waved his hand, "Just watch and deal with it."
Since you can't decide, just leave the decision to others. Chen Muyu doesn't want to bother with that.
"Spare my life!"
Let King Qian decide for himself, he must have chosen to kill these people, but just as he was about to take action, a voice came from the pit.
But it was the man in the pit who flew out of the pit with his seriously injured body, and with a pop, he knelt in front of King Qian.
…
Everyone was stunned.
A burst of snot and a burst of tears, this guy is so shameless.
King Qian kicked him to the side, quite disgusted.
"Sir, please spare my life... I was ordered by Brother Rama..." Taoist Can Yun cried loudly, without the slightest bit of a noble demeanor, and knelt down again like a stray dog.
"snort."
Brother Rama's face turned red and he glared angrily at Taoist Can Yun. In this situation, why the hell are you begging for mercy? Can you die with more dignity?
If we had known you were such a thing, we really shouldn't have asked you to be our foreign aid.
