Not only the monks of the Flying Eagle Sect, but all the monks looked puzzled. After they all accepted that the Flying Eagle Sect was sacrificed in the struggle for power, they all miraculously survived.
This situation made everyone confused. They just watched everything quietly and began to predict the development of things.
Xiao Han spoke again: "Tan'er, bring those guys out as well, as well as those monks with problems."
"Yeah." A voice suddenly appeared in the void.
It was Qiao Tan'er's voice that made two huge spaceships appear at the edge the next moment, or they were originally hidden there.
While waiting, Xiao Han had already asked Qiao Tan'er to bring over the master of the Flying Eagle Sect, the monks in the god transformation stage, and many of the monks with problems.
One spaceship was piloted by Qiao Tan'er, and the other was piloted by Li Yixuan.
Immediately, a monk exclaimed: "Look, it's a saint. I didn't expect that the saint also appeared."
"Does this mean that Xiao Han is fine?"
"That's not necessarily the case. I'm also in a mess right now. It's better for us to just wait and see what happens."
"That's right, why do you care so much? Just follow whoever wins."
"Even if Yuan Meng is in charge of the overall situation, he is still leading the human race to jointly resist the dark world. As for who is in that position, is it so important?"
Compared to those monks from the Flying Eagle Sect who had no problems, Yan Sanying and these many monks suffered a lot.
In order to suppress their cultivation, they would be forced to take an elixir every three days. This elixir would put people into a kind of pain.
Such a long period of torture has already made these monks look less like humans and ghosts.
Xiao Qian and many Youyun Sect disciples returned to their positions, while Qiao Tan'er and Li Yixuan controlled the flying magic weapon. There were many monks lying on the deck. The appearance of these monks was extremely miserable.
Xiao Han gently stretched out his hand to grab, and a phantom appeared on the spaceship where Qiao Tan'er was, grabbing a monk lying on the deck in his hand.
Then with a sudden pull, he appeared between Xiao Han and Yuan Meng.
"Yuan Meng, take a good look at who this is, do you still recognize him?" After Xiao Han finished speaking, he controlled Yan Sanying to let the monks around him take a look.
How could Yuan Meng not recognize him? Isn't this a monk whom he trained, but his identity was hidden during the training? He knew Yan Sanying but Yan Sanying did not know him.
This is to prevent accidents.
Yuan Meng adjusted his mood and said: "I don't know what you mean by this. Did this monk make a big mistake? He actually let you torture him like this."
Xiao Han smiled. He didn't expect Yuan Meng to admit it. He just said lightly: "Of course I made a mistake. I wonder if you all know who this is. Everyone from the Flying Eagle Sect, you should know him!"
A monk from the Flying Eagle Sect immediately said: "That's the sect master, the Yan sect master, why are you there?"
"I just found out that he is the master of the Flying Eagle Sect."
"Why does it look like you've been tortured?"
"This is clearly torture. Even if the sect leader made any mistakes, he wouldn't be treated like this!"
"The sect master has no merit but hard work..."
"Can you use your brains and take a look at your current state? Has Xiao Han done anything to you? There is clearly something wrong. Isn't it good to just watch quietly?"
"Wait...who were you talking about just now?"
"Xiao Han!" The monk responded with some confusion.
Then he suddenly realized and said: "It's Xiao Han. That's Xiao Han up there, and Xiao Han is not dead."
"Oh my god, who did I see? It was Xiao Han."
"That means there is really a problem here. I really thought Xiao Han was dead."
Xiao Han listened to everyone's discussion and simply injected a burst of spiritual power into Yan Sanying's body.
"Ahem." A violent coughing sound appeared, and Yan Sanying looked on in confusion. During this period, he had been tortured by the saint and Xiao Han.
I even thought about dying like this several times, but I never found a way to die.
When he saw Xiao Han, his eyes shrank suddenly. Wasn't he... already dead?
A feeling of being plotted appeared in my heart.
"Xiao...Xiao Han, why are you not dead? And what on earth do you mean? Just because I don't cooperate with you, are you going to do this to me?"
After Yan Sanying came back to his senses, the feeling of being teased came to his heart. For a while, he even ignored the fact that he was still a prisoner and only questioned Xiao Han.
"now that..."
"That's enough." Before Xiao Han finished speaking, Yuan Meng interrupted him directly. After a pause, he immediately said: "What ideas do you have or what do you want to do? You don't have to do these nonsense. What's the matter?
Just show it up."
"I don't have that much time to watch the show with you here. As long as you give me an explanation today, we will still have a cooperative relationship from now on."
"The general policy of jointly resisting the dark world will never change."
Seeing Yuan Meng's attitude, Xiao Han first smiled, and then said slowly: "Then I won't talk in circles, right? Leader Yuan? Just because you can endure it for a while, just pretending for a moment, doesn't mean you can never show it.
Telltale."
Then he whispered: "When a hunter sets his sights on his prey, no matter how well the prey is disguised, it is all in vain."
Xiao Han's eyes suddenly burst into light, and with a casual grab, one by one the inhuman monks were caught in front of him and thrown directly on the ground.
For a time, there were many monks lying in a mess below. These monks were basically in the same state. Whether they were Nascent Soul monks or Golden Core monks, they were all in extremely embarrassed condition.
Xiao Han quickly formed seals with his hands, and five six-pointed star arrays appeared in the void. The Heaven and Earth Magic was instantly suppressed. While suppressing, countless extremely fine forces of creation instantly invaded the bodies of those monks.
Immediately, a monk woke up. First he was confused, then panicked, and then he seemed to be going crazy, scratching his face crazily.
The faces were scratched horribly, and blood flowed all over the floor.
Just when everyone was fearful, a monk's body was the first to show symptoms, and dark gas emerged from his body.
"It's dark matter."
"This horse is dark matter. These monks are all traitors."
"Has the Flying Eagle Gate been infiltrated like this? I previously..."
"Be careful, he's obviously going to go berserk."
"What are you afraid of? Xiao Han is here, let alone Alliance Leader Yuan."
"Phew, it really scared me to death."
Xiao Han looked at the frenzied monks below and realized that this effect had been achieved so far, so there was no need to keep it.
Then without any further hesitation, he lightly snapped his fingers, and a water-blue spell appeared in the void.
"Dry Blue Ice Flame." Countless water-blue flames spit out, quickly devouring the dark matter that appeared, and at the same time devouring the lives of those monks.
Violent, frightened, irritable, and countless emotions appeared on the faces of these monks, followed by waves of "bang bang" sounds.
One after another, the monks exploded and died. For a time, the whole ground was covered with blood. Xiao Han frowned. He did not expect that it had such great power.
If they hadn't prepared in advance and these monks had imposed some restrictions, the situation would have been out of control.
