You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

It doesn't matter to Xiao Yun who invites the leader of Zhengdao.

He also knew that those righteous leaders would definitely not come.

Even if they come, they will lead their elites to fight to the death with the demonic monks.

Therefore, Xiao Yun did not speak even though Head Wang of Guitutang begged.

The leader of the Holy Church did not want this meeting to end with this result.

Seeing Xiao Yun still pretending to be stupid.

The leader of the Holy Cult had to suppress his displeasure and said with a smile: "Yun'er, in my opinion, this matter should be discussed in the long term..."

Xiao Yun pretended to be puzzled and looked at the leader of the Holy Cult and said, "What? Does the leader think there is something wrong with my proposal?"

The leader of the Holy Cult smiled and said: "Although Yun'er's idea is good, there are many difficulties in executing it."

"Not to mention whether those pagans believe in our sincerity."

"If they find out our true identity and lead a mass attack, we will suffer heavy casualties..."

"The holy religion has been fighting with those pagans for thousands of years. How can a banquet reconcile the grievances..."

The leader of the Holy Cult was also going to give a long speech in an attempt to persuade Xiao Yun to change his mind.

But before he finished speaking, Xiao Yun waved his hands impatiently and said, "As long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties."

"Just do as I say, as for the specific details and the difficulties involved."

"I believe you have the ability to solve it."

"The leader and the heads of the various factions, please work together to find a way to overcome it..."

"Okay, my adoptive father and I have been traveling for several days. I'm a little tired. I'll go down and rest first."

"You guys can continue to discuss..."

Having said that, Xiao Yun did not wait for the approval of the leader of the Holy Cult and the Eternal Poison King, and he was going to leave directly.

All the demon masters in the audience looked at each other in shock...

They couldn't figure out what Xiao Yun was up to?

First, he came up with a bad idea that was so outrageous that it couldn't be more outrageous.

And then just pat your butt and leave?

Leave them to implement this bad idea?

Isn't this a joke?

If it weren't for the scene where Xiao Yun had just killed Yan Xuangu, it would have been too shocking.

The leaders present are about to start cursing...

The Eternal Poison Emperor could see that Xiao Yun did not want to get involved in this war.

But if he doesn't participate in this battle, how can his reputation as the reincarnation of the beast god spread?

Even if the Holy Cult leader intends to use them as swordsmen.

But when it's time for them to show off their talents, they can't hide it...

Seeing Xiao Yun flinching, Wansi Poison Emperor immediately stood up and stopped him and said: "Yun'er, for such an important discussion, you should persist even if you are tired..."

Xiao Yun smiled slightly and said: "Father, I have given you a solution to this war."

"How to deal with the remaining details, let the leader discuss it with the leaders."

"I won't get involved too much..."

Xiao Yun insisted on leaving, and it was not easy for the Poison Emperor to stay.

He thought secretly in his heart: "This Yun'er has no ambitions and only cares about the love of his children. What should we do..."

The leader of the Holy Cult frowned and looked at Xiao Yun without saying a word.

He thought to himself: "If it really doesn't work, I can only destroy this knife in advance..."

Just when the leader of the Holy Church was meditating.

Suddenly, a disciple of the Holy Cult shouted outside the big tent: "Leader, something big has happened. The righteous people are here to kill..."

Upon hearing the announcement from the disciples outside the tent, the Holy Cult leader's eyes lit up.

He secretly rejoiced: "This is the right time. He wants to see how Xiao Yun's play can continue."

The leader of the Holy Cult said quickly: "Yun'er, it seems that these pagans have been inspired by you."

"They come to listen to your gospel without us asking..."

"Yun'er, what are you waiting for?"

"Go quickly and spread your gospel to them..."

The demon masters below heard the strange sarcasm of the Holy Cult leader.

They all wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

They were holding back their teeth, grinning, and their faces turned red...

Xiao Yun's body that was about to leave just froze in place.

He cursed in his mind: "Damn it, you can't be so unlucky, can you?"

"You didn't come to fight earlier, and you didn't come to fight later, but you just came after I finished bragging?"

"Are you playing with me on purpose?"

"......"

The Eternal Poison Emperor also had a half-smiling expression on his face at this time.

He stepped forward and patted Xiao Yun's shoulder gently and said: "Yun'er, if you don't take it, you will suffer the consequences. If you don't take it, you will suffer the consequences..."

"Let's go and have a look..."

Xiao Yun was about to cry but had no tears, so he could only nod helplessly...

......

At this time, it was the outermost area where the demonic monks were stationed.

Dozens of righteous monks were gathering together to massacre the patrolling demon disciples.

One of the teenagers took the lead.

He holds a strange-shaped sickle blade.

The body is shining with bright white light.

Wherever he passed, all the demonic monks were split into two.

No one among the demon cultivators is his enemy...

In a short period of time, he killed more than twenty demonic monks.

The more the young man killed, the more smoothly he became, and the entire battlefield became his own performance...

About half a cup of tea later, all the demon patrol disciples nearby who came to support had been killed.

The young man stood proudly in mid-air holding a huge black scythe, with a look of unfinished expression on his face.

At this time, after the other righteous monks barely managed to deal with their respective enemies, they all surrounded the young man.

These righteous monks don't look very old, and they are obviously young disciples of various sects.

After they surrounded the young man, they immediately started shouting.

"Lin Fan, what kind of weapon is this in your hand that is so powerful?"

"It's not Brother Fan's weapons that are powerful, it's his people. I know that Brother Fan will become a blockbuster sooner or later..."

"Brother Fan, these people are no match for you at all. You are too powerful..."

"..."

A group of boys and girls surrounded Lin Fan and talked non-stop.

The words are full of admiration and envy...

Under the praise of everyone, Lin Fan felt as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

He likes this feeling so much.

It feels like he is the protagonist of this world.

All people are like green leaves born for him...

The looks and humiliation he had suffered over the years were all washed away at this moment.

He firmly believed that the future Beast Divine State would be his world.

Lin Fan acted very calmly amidst the praises from everyone.

He looked at the corpses of the demonic monks on the ground with disdain.

He said angrily: "These people are just a group of patrolling fish."

"These are not the people I want to kill..."