The people who came were indeed strong men from the Demon Sect. Apparently, the confrontation between the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group and the Sandstorm Mercenary Group attracted them, and they thought they should absorb them for their own use. It was a worthwhile trip.
The demon sect members who came this time were of a higher level. The skinny old man was named Ragine. He was over a hundred years old. He had a deer-headed and rat-like appearance, but his strength was the highest. He was in the middle stage of soul-melting. The other four were all
It was the early stage of soul fusion, and the five strong men were stepping on various high-grade weapons, emitting light that made people feel palpitating. A strange aura spread, and even the sky became a little more hazy.
Seeing the neatly arranged hundreds of puppet warriors with bright armor, holding swords and guns ready to go, they were clearly a well-trained army. Surprise flashed in the eyes of Ragine and others, and they felt incredible.
As extremely experienced experts, they are no strangers to puppet beasts and have come into contact with them before. However, it is rare for many puppet warriors to appear at the same time. They cannot be controlled at all. How much spiritual power does this consume? I am afraid that the virtual realm
Even super powerful people can't do it, and those people on the ground definitely don't have such skill. What's going on?
The arrival of several powerful men also surprised everyone. They felt vaguely that the people who came were evil, so they inevitably felt uneasy and secretly thought about what to do.
Qiu Yu had already guessed that these guys were from the Demon Sect, and found it difficult, but under the current circumstances, he could only deal with them, so he raised his head and said: "You guys have come all the way, what are you doing?"
Ragine's sharp eyes fell on the young man. Ragine felt that this boy was not simple. Hundreds of puppet beasts were probably related to him. He said in a cold voice: "Are these puppet beasts all yours?"
"Yeah, what's the matter?" Qiu Yu asked calmly, even though the several powerful men he faced were probably from the Demon Sect, he was still fearless.
In any case, this kind of response made the two mercenary groups admire them and felt that the young man was really amazing. This kind of courage alone was very rare.
This kid seems to have a lot of background. No matter what, let's win him over first and see if he can be used. After making up his mind, Ragine raised his hand, and a dark token appeared, making everyone look at him.
The material of the token was extremely special. Suddenly, an illusion appeared. A ferocious monster appeared and was suspended in the air. It opened its bloody mouth and spat out a cloud of black mist, which then formed a huge "devil" character, making everyone awe-inspiring.
The expressions of the two mercenary captains changed greatly. Isn't this the legendary human-demon order possessed by the powerful master of the Demon Sect? Oh no, I'm afraid everyone will be trapped in a catastrophe.
The illusion disappeared fleetingly, and Ranel, who was holding the token, said solemnly: "Everyone must know this token. I come from the Demon Sect, and I am recruiting heroes from the world under the order of the sect master. You are lucky enough to be selected. If you submit, you will get it.
Treat him kindly, otherwise he will be killed without mercy."
These words made many mercenaries feel mixed. It turned out that the strong men of the Demon Sect came to Red Soul Marsh to recruit more people, and their purpose was to prosper those who obeyed and those who rebelled perished. To be fair, none of them were willing to join this mysterious organization full of blood, but if they disagreed,
I'm afraid blood will be spilled on the spot, what should I do?
After all, they all have leaders. The members of the two corps looked at the leader and waited for instructions. However, the matter was so important that both Aiweier and Zhan Chengxiong were a little hesitant. They felt that although the Demon Sect only had five people, they were all in the realm of fusion.
Even if the Iron-Blooded Corps and the Sandstorm Corps join forces, they may not be able to compete with him. Only with the help of Qiu Yu's strength can they fight against him, so they both looked at the young man in unison, with extremely solemn expressions on their faces.
Sensing the attention of the two regiment leaders, Qiu Yu felt that the matter was of great importance. It seemed that the fate of the two mercenary regiments was in his hands. It was obvious that the two mercenary regiments had no intention of surrender and were looking forward to him expressing his views on the matter.
The demon sect would fight against him. In this case, of course he was obliged to do so.
The fight had to start anyway, Qiu Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense, raised his eyebrows, and coldly snorted: "Bullshit Demon Sect, you come here to show off your power, do you think I'm scared? If you don't want to die, get out of here..."
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Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the young man was so brave. He dared to insult the powerful demon sect in person. He was so fearless. Even the two captains were ashamed. They felt that they were not as good as others and were afraid of wolves.
If you are afraid of tigers, since you are not going to join the notorious Demon Sect, then you should fight to the death.
The faces of the five powerful demon sects turned livid. They had never seen such a situation before. How dare they insult them in public for not taking the demon sect seriously, and not tearing them into pieces. It would be hard to explain the hatred in their hearts.
The sturdy old man among them angrily yelled: "Little beast, do you want to die? Then I will help you..." In the roar, he suddenly made a move, and his spiritual power gathered into a huge claw and rushed away, one foot long.
, the top is silver and sharp as a knife.
The strong man of Fusion Soul was really domineering in his attack. Seeing the giant beast's claws smashing down on their heads, everyone took a breath and felt anxious. Can the young man withstand this powerful blow?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qiu Yu remained calm and said coldly, "I'm not afraid of you!" Like a ferocious cheetah, he moved and counterattacked, and the black spiritual seal roared out, swelling in the wind.
It was huge, no less than a beast's claw, but it was the Nether Seal that he had been practicing for a long time.
This martial skill is not very high, but it is extremely rare, and the power it displays is extremely powerful. Now that Qiu Yu has entered the realm of soul fusion, it is naturally different.
There was a banging sound in mid-air, and the surging sharp edges forced both combatants to take a step back, showing that they were evenly matched, which meant that the first confrontation was a draw.
This scene made many members of the mercenary group excited and even more admiring. The eyes of Ranel and others from the Demon Sect flashed with doubts. The tall and thin old man on the right hummed: "This kid is actually Rong
A strong man, no wonder he is so arrogant, he is really capable."
The four Demon Sect strong men are waiting and watching. After all, this kid is still young. Even if the fight just now is similar, in their opinion, he will definitely lose as time goes by. If his companions, who are Demon Sect strong men, cannot severely injure him,
Then you really have to kill yourself to apologize.
In fact, both parties had reservations about this move just now and did not try their best, so it was not the most offensive martial skill. The old man of the Demon Sect looked down upon it, while Qiu Yu used it to test the opponent's strength.
Unexpectedly, the young man was so troublesome that he was shaken back. The stout old man's face turned red and he felt humiliated. He roared like a wild beast: "The wood shook in all directions!" I saw his arms shaking, and the brown spirit appeared.
Power surged out quickly, and eight ten-foot-long logs appeared in mid-air, filling all directions. The thick ends were aimed at the young man, and they surged over with strong winds, extremely fierce.
Many mercenaries looked at it dumbfounded, with worries flashing in their eyes, thinking to themselves, such a powerful attack by gods and ghosts is difficult to prevent and inevitable, can this young man stop it?