Every ordinary warrior in the Long Zheng Army is at least at the level of the pinnacle Great Demon Master in terms of cultivation or combat prowess.
If you want to replace him, you must have the same cultivation level and the same combat power no matter what.
Tong Lao's question is easy to answer.
As long as he can fight without causing old injuries in his body, the half-step master in the past will definitely be stronger than the peak demon master no matter what.
What makes Qi Tao angry is that Meng Xingyuan wants to stuff two and a half-year-old furry children into the team. This is obviously a bad thing!
The reason why each team is required to gather thirty-six people is because thirty-six people can form a demon formation.
With the help of the power of the demon formation, a small team can kill a high-level demon sect.
To form a demon formation, no one can hold back.
It’s just Tong Lao, those two and a half-year-old boys are definitely up to something bad!
However, after hearing Meng Xingyuan's explanation, Qi Tao immediately fell silent.
"Immortal Nether Phoenix? Nether Bone Tiger?"
The excited expressions of everyone on the field also froze. Looking at Tonghuang and Tonghu, their expressions became confused and uncertain.
The most exciting one among them is Long Hao.
Because he had had evil intentions towards Tong Huang earlier.
Even if it was because he wanted to disgust Meng Xingyuan, if he could really take Tong Huang as his concubine, he would be willing to do so.
Because Tong Huang, who was born with the appearance of a queen, is not only stunningly beautiful, her queen-like aura is even more captivating.
However, due to various reasons, he gave up his pursuit. Now that he thinks about it, he feels a little regretful.
"Immortal Underworld Phoenix? Damn it, this little girl's bloodline is actually so good?! If I had known that I was using force, I would have taken her into my account!" He felt hot in his heart, "The Immortal Underworld Phoenix is actually an Immortal Underworld Phoenix! Could it be possible?
This unique temperament..."
Long Wuyang on the side also changed from watching the show to being curious.
Staring at the Tonghuang siblings beside him, they kept looking at each other.
On the field, only Long Lan was the calmest.
She glanced here with a pair of dark pupils, then moved her eyes, closed her eyes, and began to rest her mind.
After a long time, I realized that Qi Tamarin said: "Not enough."
"Huh?" Meng Xingyuan looked over.
"When you first join the Great Demon Master, even if your bloodline talent and skills are against the sky, you can't cross three realms in a row and rival the peak Great Demon Master." Qi Tao said, "Tonghuang and Tonghu, right? The talent is good, but it's a pity.
, your strength is not enough to enter the ancient battlefield."
He looked at Meng Xingyuan, "The Tiangang Demon Array requires at least thirty-six peak demon masters to be able to fight against the Demon Sect. If one person is holding back, the array will not be able to function perfectly. So Jinyun, you'd better choose two more
A warrior. Mr. Tong can be considered one, but you two younger brothers and sisters cannot."
"Your Highness, if I insist," Meng Xingyuan raised his head and looked directly at the unicorn and said.
"Your Highness's worry is nothing more than worrying that the teams below will be held back. But I can guarantee that among the thirteen divisions, although our seventh division does not dare to be ranked first or second, it will not fall to the bottom." He
Said confidently.
"Your Majesty, why not?" At the critical moment, Long Hao jumped out again.
He smiled hypocritically and said: "This is a major event in the ancient battlefield. Jinyun guest minister would not dare to do anything wrong. Since he dares to boast about this Haikou, he must have a clever trick. Why doesn't your highness agree first? Anyway, the selection of soldiers is not just about the captain picking people.
There will be a 'counter-election'."
In reverse selection, the captain of the division has the right to choose his team members. Similarly, the Long Zhengjun soldiers also have the right to choose their own captain at the beginning!
This is the reason why the captains of the squads at the back are not in a hurry.
Picking first or selecting first does not necessarily mean that you have the advantage first.
Didn’t you see that the team members selected by Long Jing from the third team and Long Xingyu from the fourth team overlap?
In the Dragon Court, all Longzheng Army soldiers also have the right to choose.
Whether or not to join the team in the end depends on the final choices of the Long March Army soldiers.
This is also a temporary test for the captains of each division.
If you want to be a captain, you must control your subordinates.
Otherwise, what kind of captain would you be?!
You can't even control your own team members. Isn't this just a joke?!
Of course, this kind of thing is impossible to happen.
Even Long Lan of the Thirteenth Division is a demon sect-level being. How could a Long March Army soldier who is just the pinnacle demon master be the demon sect’s opponent?
However, it would also be very embarrassing if the fighters selected in advance were transferred to other divisions.
According to Long Hao, with Meng Xingyuan's urinary temperament, the thirty-three people he selected would most likely not be able to join his team.
This was his idea, to embarrass him in public!
And if the prestige of leading the Long Zhengjun is gone, how can he still gain a foothold?
"Hehe, if I tell you to be nepotistic, I'd like to see how you end up doing it later!" Long Hao sneered in his heart.
Qi Tao nodded, agreeing with Long Hao's words.
Selecting soldiers in Longting is no child's play.
It is impossible that the progress will be delayed just because of Meng Xingyuan alone.
Since Jinyun insisted on going his own way, Qi Tao was too lazy to persuade him.
No matter what the outcome is, it's not him who is embarrassed.
The selection will end soon.
As expected, Meng Xingyuan could easily distinguish the three hundred most powerful among the more than four thousand dragons by relying on the [Identification Technique]. However, for these authentic Yanlong tribesmen, it was even easier.
In fact, they have a deeper understanding of these people than Meng Xingyuan.
The Thirteenth Division has thirty-six people in each division. Obviously, these only three hundred Long March Army soldiers cannot be divided equally.
There are many people selected by captains who overlap with each other. Some even overlap three or four times.
Of course, the most elite ones are the seventy-two people under Long Gu Longyuan. But they don't dare to compete with Long Gu Longyuan.
And even if they dare to fight, there is no guarantee that the seventy-two Long Zhengjun will switch to their side.
After all, these seventy-two people are the old members of the first team and the second team, so they naturally miss the old friendship even more.
One by one, the Long Zhengjun soldiers quickly moved their positions.
Deliberately, he stood directly in front of the corresponding squad leader. Immediately, the long black dragon started to move.
The embarrassing thing is that in front of Meng Xingyuan, except for Mr. Tong and Tonghuang Tonghu, no one is standing in his camp!
The three hundred strongest people were quickly divided among themselves.
Even Long Lan, who seemed to have the weakest combat power, was surrounded by more than a dozen people, but it was Meng Xingyuan, the dignified captain of the 7th Division, who had no one to surrender to him!
"Hahaha..." Immediately, Long Hao laughed.
Except for Long Gu Longyuan, who had a serious face, like a pool of stagnant water and an ancient well with no waves, the other people all had strange expressions.
I want to laugh, but I dare not.
Meng Xingyuan was indifferent.
It wasn't until the dust settled in front of the other divisions' camps that he opened his eyes, and a divine light flashed across his eyes. He shouted in his mouth, and his voice spread to Long Ting: "Seventh division, come as you please, and we will not refuse anyone who comes!"