"Stop!"

Just as Putiman was about to approach the gathering place of the ancient warriors of Huaxia, four half-step grandmasters suddenly shot out from the ground.

The four half-step grandmasters had indifferent expressions, wearing dragon fury soft armor on their bodies, holding dragon battle spears, and their violent momentum swept in all directions.

Pu Timan's right hand was dripping with blood, he looked at the four half-step grandmasters in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Pu Timan, the Middle East Titan Alliance, is here to take refuge in the ancient warriors of Huaxia!"

"Huh?"

A half-step grandmaster raised his eyebrows, looked at Pu Timan, whose skin on his right hand had been torn off, and said coldly, "Wait a minute!"

With that, the half-step Grandmaster stepped out step by step, like a bolt of lightning, shooting into the distance.

The remaining three half-step grandmasters moved slowly with indifferent expressions, surrounding Putiman, and as soon as Putiman moved slightly, they would deliver a thunderous blow.

There was a complicated look in Putiman's eyes, he didn't expect that his dignified fifth-level ability would be reduced to having to take refuge in others. But now, he really had no other way.

The Middle East has given a death order to get new humanity no matter what the cost, and if you can't get it, then destroy it. If Puttiman wants to continue his mission, he must choose someone to work with.

As the situation in South Africa becomes more and more chaotic, Puttiman believes that in the end, only two alliances will survive, and other minor powers will depend on these two alliances to survive.

Five minutes later, the half-step Grandmaster who had gone back to report appeared in Putiman's sight.

A trace of nervousness flashed in Pu Timan's eyes, if the ancient warriors of Huaxia did not agree to his surrender, then he could only choose to return to China, which was equivalent to the failure of the mission.

"Ancients let you pass!"

"Whew!"

Hearing the words of this half-step grandmaster, Putiman breathed a heavy sigh of relief and said, "Thank you!"

"Go in by yourself!"

Watching Putiman walk towards the camp, the half-step grandmaster chuckled lightly and said, "Today is already the fourth batch of supernatural beings, who have come to join us, right?"

"Hehe, if they want to stay in South Africa, they must choose a big force to take refuge in, and the American biochemical warriors are afraid that they are similar to us. ”

"Hey, this time in the war, I'm afraid a lot of people will die!"

"Who knows!" A half-step grandmaster's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said, "We are not young to stay in the half-step grandmaster, if we can use this battle to break through to the grandmaster powerhouse, then it will be worth it." ”

"I hope so!"

The camp where the ancient warriors of China gathered was very large, and more than 300 ancient warriors lived together with the superpowers, forming a suffocating trend.

Walking in the camp, Putiman sighed in his heart, there are only two fifth-level abilities in their Middle East Titan Alliance, and there are quite a few fourth-level abilities. But compared with the ancient warriors of China, it seems a little down.

In the entire Huaxia, there are only eight Grandmaster powerhouses and one fifth-level powerhouse on the bright side.

However, only a fool would believe this number, and the ghost knows how many strong people there are in Huaxia secretly.

"Putiman, long time no see!" At this moment, the blue fox came from a distance with long hair fluttering, with a faint smile on his face, and a pair of beautiful eyes as pure as water, flowing with a strange light.

"I haven't seen you for over a year!" Puttiman chuckled, looked at the blue fox, and asked, "Aren't you injured?"

The blue fox smiled and said, "Let's go to the ancient side first!"

"Okay!"

The reason why Putiman chose to take refuge in the ancient warriors of Huaxia was because more than a year ago, he had indirectly cooperated with the blue fox once, which was a bit of a friendship.

Following behind the blue fox, Putiman raised his eyelids, and the muscles of his right hand squirmed, and a thin film appeared, which quickly hardened.

In a small tent, Gu Lailong and the Tianmu Ghost Monk sat looking at each other, and the two looked at the map on the table, silent in thought.

"Ancient, Master Tianmu!" At this moment, the blue fox walked in with Putiman in with him.

"Blue Fox, you're here!" Gu Lailong chuckled, and swept his afterglow towards Putiman behind Blue Fox, and said, "How did the Middle East Titan Alliance think of joining us with the Huaxia Ancient Warrior Alliance?"

Putiman smiled bitterly and said, "I was also forced to be helpless, my men were slaughtered by the Egyptian pharaohs, and I could only find an alliance. And the Egyptian Pharaohs have a good relationship with the American biochemical warriors, so I can only choose you ancient Chinese warriors. ”

There was no need to hide this, because it would not be long before the news spread in South Africa.

Gu Lailong smiled, pointed to the Tianmu ghost monk, and introduced to Pu Timan: "This is the abbot of Yunlong Temple, and he is also one of the strong masters of our Huaxia Tianmu ghost monk!"

"It turned out to be Master Tianmu, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Putiman changed his expression slightly, looking at the Tianmu ghost monk with empty eyes.

The Tianmu Ghost Monk met Pu Timan's gaze, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Amitabha!"

"Pu Timan, do you know that Master Tianmu's strongest is not Gu Wu, but hexagram art!"

"Hexagram?" Putiman blinked, looked at the Tianmu Ghost Monk, and said, "Your Huaxia hexagram technique is very magical, similar to our astrology. It's just that I didn't expect that Master Tianmu would still be a master of hexagrams!"

"Master Tianmu just calculated a hexagram for you, and the hexagram shows that you have a great calamity!" Gu Lailong's eyes flashed with a strange light, looking at Putiman.

Putiman's face changed, and he met Gu Lailong's smiling eyes, and said, "Ancient, I don't know what you mean by this?"

"Pu Timan, this game you have arranged is a bit big!" A cold look flashed in Gu Lai Long's eyes, and he said: "In order to make us believe that you broke with the Egyptian Pharaoh Order, you did not hesitate to sacrifice all your subordinates, this point, I Gu Lai Long is not as good as you Pu Timan!"

The blue fox had a faint smile on her face, her black hair like a waterfall flying behind her back, and her delicate body moved slightly, blocking the exit of the tent.

"What do you mean by that? I, Potiman came to take refuge with sincerity, and you doubt me so much?" Pottiman squinted his eyes and glanced at the three people present.

Gu Lai Long and Tianmu Ghost Monk are strong grandmasters, Blue Fox is also a fifth-level ability, plus this place is the base camp of ancient Chinese warriors, once the fight starts, Pu Timan's chance of survival is very small.

"The number of new human beings is all a lie, right?" Blue Fox chuckled and said, "We have already entered the base of District 3 an hour before you entered the Does base, and there is nothing at the base in Area 3. So, you don't get any analysis of the new human numbers at all. You are all doing a qiē, you all want to get close to our ancient Chinese warriors!"

"Nonsense!"

Pu Timan's face turned cold, and he said, "That's because you didn't search carefully, and we did get the number of new human beings." It's just that I don't know who stole it again. Also, I, Pottiman am not the kind of person who calculates with his own lives. ”