Ming Qianhe pulled Ao Junxie and motioned him to come to the square.
The four of them followed the team into the square without saying a word.
"Thank you for rescuing me just now!" Ming Qianhe bowed his hand to Wu Mian, thanking him.
Wumian waved his hand after hearing this, "I just want to see how you become a hunter. I seem to be a little interested in you!"
Wumian's tone was very casual, and his eyes looking at the four people were full of amusement.[
"Hmph, you'd better take care of yourself. Remember, you are just a prey!" Ao Junxie looked at Wumian with disdain, with a terrifying murderous intention in his heart.
Wu Mian glanced at Ao Junxie noncommittally, stopped talking, and stood aside with his people, quietly waiting for something.
The four Qingkuang people stopped talking, but observed their surroundings.
The square is very large and can accommodate thousands of people. It is crowded with warriors from the evil land. They all stand there in confusion, as if they are waiting for something.
Most of these people are not very strong, and the aura exuded by some of them surpasses Aojunxie.
The more he looked at it, the more solemn Qing Kuang's heart became. Considering how powerful the evil land was, it was still controlled by others. This shows how terrifying the power of the Holy King is.
"The Holy King is very satisfied with your performance this time. You have half a month's rest!"
Just when Qing Kuang and the others were waiting a little impatiently, a cold voice came from the front.
Qing Kuang saw that the other person was a middle-aged man wearing a red cloak and a white coat, with a milky white holy aura exuding from his whole body.
"Spiritual Emperor High Level!"
Qingkuang's eyes flickered, looking at the middle-aged man standing proudly in front of him, the power in his body was flowing crazily.
Just such a guy wearing a red cloak has reached the high level of Spiritual Emperor. So how strong is the Holy King?
Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie looked at each other, and both saw the look of disbelief in the other's eyes.
When the powerful men in the evil land heard the words of the red warrior, they all cheered, as if it was such a great thing to be able to rest for half a month.
"No matter how strong you are, this time, you must not return empty-handed!" Qing Kuang looked at the cheering crowd, tightened his palms, and secretly felt cruel.
The various top-quality alchemy medicinal materials in the evil land have an irresistible attraction for Qing Kuang.
"snort!"
Interrupted by the cheers, the strong man in red cloak snorted coldly from the tip of his nose and narrowed his eyes.
Suddenly, the originally bustling square fell silent. Everyone looked ahead in fear and lowered their heads, like children who had done something wrong.[
The middle-aged man in the red cloak slowly scanned the audience. Perhaps he was satisfied with his intimidation, and snorted again, "Remember, you are just our believers now. I didn't let you laugh, so you are not allowed to laugh!"
The middle-aged man left a word, turned around, and left proudly.
As the middle-aged people left, Qingkuang heard that many people couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Although each of them suppressed their joy, it could still be seen from their trembling bodies that what they felt in their hearts at this time
Extremely joyful.
Many evil spirits left one after another and went down the stairs on the other side of the square.
"Come with me!" Just when a few people didn't know where to go, Wu Mian appeared again.