"Lianyun Sect Master, you have also seen that there are only two choices in front of you now, either surrender to the divine warriors of their few Shenwu Legions, or join our Wasteland Legion and join the Imperial Military Department. ”

With Elder Wei in charge, Mo Fan suddenly felt a little more confident, looked back at the sect leader Jing Sheng, and directly gave two choices.

There is no doubt that first the big killing weapon Immortal Sword, and then the giant air ship, Lian Yunzong's surrender is certain, and the remaining question is who to surrender to.

The so-called joining the Wasteland Reclamation Corps is actually surrendering, that is, it is a different way of speaking, which is a little better.

No matter whether Lian Yunzong chooses the former or the latter, it will inevitably be incorporated into the Imperial Military Headquarters sequence in the end, and the difference is only which legion it is hung under.

The Shenwu Legion and the Wasteland Legion are compared to each other, even if they don't know much about the specific situation of the two legions, the sect leader Jingsheng can see that the strength of the Shenwu Legion is definitely much stronger than the Wasteland Legion.

Not to mention that those few divine warriors have already mentioned that the Shenwu Legion is the head of the hundred regiments of the Imperial Military Department, and the strength of these divine warriors is enough to prove the strength of the Shenwu Legion.

Otherwise, if the soldiers of the Imperial Military Department had this strength, the alliance countries would have surrendered by themselves a long time ago, so where would they have to confront each other for so many years?

Anyway, it is undoubtedly a good thing to join the Imperial Military Department and have a stronger backer.

Sect Master Jing Sheng did not rush to reply, but silently discussed with the old man Gu Yong and the old man Jing Yuan.

"Hmph, what's there to hesitate about? Our Shenwu Legion is the head of the hundred regiments of the Imperial Military Department, and it is not even qualified to give us a start.

If you Lian Yun Sect are not afraid of being laughed at in the future, just choose them. ”

The arrogant young man pursed his lips impatiently and sneered, and deliberately glanced at Mo Fan with an arrogant face.

Mo Fan pursed his lips, but he didn't refute it, and he couldn't refute it.

Because this is true, they are not deliberately belittled.

In terms of strength, the Wasteland Legion is not without powerhouses above the eighth order, but its strength is comparable to that of a god-level existence, which is really impossible to take.

The general conquest task is just that, like the top sect of Lianyun Sect, even if the Wasteland Legion does its best, it will be difficult to get it, and even if it can be done, it may not be worth the loss.

At this time, the Imperial Military Department could only send the divine warriors of the Shenwu Legion.

And their wasteland development corps has undoubtedly been demoted from the main force to the starter, and they are not even qualified to fight, so they can only be responsible for some auxiliary work on the periphery.

"We, Lian Yun Sect, have decided. ”

After a while, Sect Master Jingsheng raised his head and spoke.

The burly man pillar and the cold and arrogant young man looked at it in unison.

Mo Fan didn't say anything, just comfortingly held the cod's soft twing.

"I've done everything I need to do, and I'll give you the opportunity, how to go in the future of Lianyun Sect, it's none of my business. ”

Mo Fan silently glanced at the old man Gu Yong and the old man Jing Yuan, his face was very calm.

Everyone can see that although it was the sect leader Jingsheng who spoke, it was these two old men who really made the decision.

At this moment, Sect Master Jing Sheng suddenly looked back at Mo Fan.

"We, Lian Yun Sect, choose to open up the Wasteland Army!"

Above the main hall, many people were stunned for a moment.

In mid-air, February, a cold and arrogant young man who had just looked arrogant, instantly stiffened with a smug smile on his face.

What are you kidding, whether it is strength or confidence, it is clear that the Shenwu Legion has the upper hand, and the Wasteland Legion is not even worthy of lifting shoes for them, and even many people in the Yunzong just looked at them with flattery, isn't this obvious enough?

Why, why did Lian Yunzong give up on them who were stronger, and instead chose the weak Wasteland Cultivation Army?

The cold and arrogant young man couldn't figure it out at all, and the burly man also frowned in confusion.

"Ancestor, why? Why did we choose the Wasteland Legion?

Not to mention that the strength of the Wasteland Reclamation Legion is too weak, even we are inferior to the Yun Sect, and we are not qualified to accept our surrender at all.

Let's just say me, I'm a god warrior of the Shenwu Legion now, isn't it just right that Lian Yunzong chose the Shenwu Legion?"

Before the others could speak, Gu Changwen was the first to be anxious.

The powerful strength of the Shenwu Legion has long been deeply imprinted in his mind, surrendering and clinging to the powerful Shenwu Legion, in Gu Changwen's opinion, this is not a shame, but an honor.

The Shenwu Legion is too powerful, what an honor it is to be able to look at them Lianyun Sect, but it has proved the value of their Lianyun Sect.

Moreover, he is already a member of the Shenwu Legion, if Lian Yunzong joins in as a whole, everyone will be together, isn't it?

It's a pity that the old man Gu Yong didn't answer, and he didn't even pay attention to Gu Chang's question.

"Why? Could it be that because we attacked your Lian Yun Sect, you felt uncomfortable, so you rejected us?"

This time it wasn't Gu Chang who asked, it was the burly man who spoke.

"No, the king is defeated, since our Lian Yun Sect has chosen to surrender, then, which of you has beaten our Lian Yun Sect, this is not the point.

There is only one question in this sect, if our Lianyun Sect surrenders to your Shenwu Legion, will you give up asking for our Zhenzong artifact Optimus Sword?"

Gu Chang asked, no one paid attention here, but as soon as the burly man Zhu spoke, the sect master Jing Sheng was very face-saving, and then gave an answer.

Lian Yunzong had already decided to surrender, so naturally he would not act rashly, but he refused the stronger Shenwu Legion just because he was uncomfortable.

There is only one important point, and that is the Heavenly Sword!

Surrendering the Wasteland Reclamation Army, what Lian Yunzong needs to pay, this is not known for the time being.

But once the Shenwu Legion is surrendered, there is no doubt that the Zhenzong artifact Optimus Sword must be handed over.

The Heavenly Sword is the key to Lianyun Sect becoming the top sect of the empire, once it loses the Heavenly Divine Sword, Lianyun Sect will fall from the position of the top sect of the empire, which is a major event that Lianyun Sect absolutely cannot tolerate.

Therefore, if nothing else, just to keep the Heavenly Divine Sword, it is impossible for them to even agree to surrender to the Shenwu Legion even from the Cloud Sect.

As for the Wasteland Cultivation Legion, it is just right that the strength is weaker, so that they can even the Cloud Sect have a chance to retain more autonomy.

The burly man Zhuzi and the cold and arrogant young man February glanced at each other, but said nothing.

That's right, it's impossible for them to give up the Heavenly Divine Sword, otherwise, why would they have more than a dozen divine warriors running here in full armor?

Is it just because of that bit of military merit? Don't be kidding, although there are a lot of military merits in the conquest of Lianyun Sect, in the eyes of their divine warriors, it is more important to harvest the Heavenly Divine Sword.

"Lian Yun Sect, do you think that if you choose the Wasteland Legion, you will be able to keep your Heavenly Sword?

No, we have never been able to get our hands on what the Shenwu Legion has taken a fancy to, and we haven't paid attention to it yet. ”

The burly big man pillar suddenly spoke again, fierce and domineering, as if it was the rhythm of cleaning up their wasteland army.

(End of chapter)