After the unlucky guy jumped onto Cloud Island, he strode towards the protagonist soldiers who were guarding around the spirit bead.

I saw that the unlucky guy talked to the leading general a few times, and then bit his finger and swore a blood oath. As soon as the blood oath was completed, the Xuan General of the Vermilion Bird Army immediately fished out a handful of top-grade spirit beads, lit a thousand and stuffed them into his arms.

The unlucky guy was excited when he saw this, and the crowd behind him was also relieved when they saw this, and they rushed forward one after another. After everyone inquired, they found that the requirements of the Vermilion Bird Army were extremely simple, they only needed to swear a blood oath, and they would not criticize the Qin Army Lord behind their backs within a year. A term of one year in exchange for a thousand top-grade spirit beads, a slightly normal person knows how to choose. There was no need for the Suzaku soldiers to urge them, everyone couldn't wait to bite their fingers and swear a blood oath. For a while, the blood in the square was flying, and it was a miasma of black smoke.

The unlucky guy received the spirit bead and was about to return the same way, but when he turned around, he saw that on the cloud boat in front of the team, a group of people were staring at him viciously, the culprit, and quickly shrunk his neck, turned around and hid behind the Suzaku Army. The other people who received the spirit beads were also embarrassed to swagger away, so they also followed the gourd and hid in the rear.

Chen Jie, who was still in the team, swept around and found that the entire team had already walked most of the way and became very thin.

"This Qin army master is really a good means!"

Chen Jie sighed secretly, then rolled his eyes, and then jumped up and jumped on the cloud boat next to him. He was no more than Zhuyuan's cultivation, and his strength was only several times greater than that of ordinary people, so he had to use the cloud boats as pedals to keep jumping towards Cloud Island. When he jumped out of the first cloud boat, he subconsciously looked at the young man in Chinese clothes, but saw that the originally high-spirited young man was standing there like a dumb chicken at this time.

"Everyone says that people's words are terrible, but now I know that in the face of absolute strength, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

As soon as Chen Jie thought of this, he couldn't help but chuckle, and then landed on Cloud Island without looking back. He was about to step forward, but suddenly looked stunned, looked up and looked ahead, only to see a burly general also looking this way.

"Jiuyang Shenluo! There is such a talent in this Suzaku Army!"

Chen Jie sighed secretly and was about to say hello, but he didn't think that the general had already turned his head to look in other directions. It was the first time that Chen Jie had been ignored like this, and he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.

These young disciples are not highly cultivated, and they are not from a family, so they have never possessed a Qiankun armbag. Everyone was holding a thousand spirit beads, and they couldn't stand or sit, so they had to squat on the ground one after another. Although he looked embarrassed, the joy on his face couldn't be concealed no matter what.

The unlucky man looked around and found that those palace fairies were standing not far from him, looking at this side, and couldn't help but straighten his chest, trying to make a majestic appearance.

At this moment, the unlucky man suddenly heard a sneer coming from beside him. He subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see another young disciple holding the spirit bead and looking at him with a smile. The unlucky man stared at him, and was about to retort, but the young disciple preemptively spoke: "Didn't my brother find out that the eyes of those fairies were on them?"

As the young disciple spoke, he bowed his mouth to the group of Suzaku soldiers in front of him. The unlucky egg's expression changed, and he looked back at the fairy over there, and found that the fairy's eyes were indeed on those soldiers, and he suddenly felt very disappointed.

In order to create a situation of mass anger this time, the Bai family spent a lot of effort to encourage more than a thousand young disciples to come here to force the palace. But he never thought that more than 200 people were first captured back by a group of families, and nearly 800 people were lured away by Qin Yu with great profits, and there were only more than 100 people who still held on. And among the people left, almost the vast majority were the children of the Bai family and its vassal families. By now, it was impossible to force Mo Changji to take Qin Yu under the knife. One is not good, and there is a danger of backlashing against the Bai family.

It is a matter of the overall situation, and the young people in Huafu naturally have no right to make decisions. He hesitated again and again, so he had to send the news back to the Bai family first, and leave it to the ancestors of the family to decide.

As soon as the transmission note was issued, the young man in Chinese costume and his entourage suddenly changed their expressions, and they all looked up at the top of their heads. But I saw a pitch-black dragon head cloud ship breaking through the clouds and slowly falling down.

"It's not good, get back!"

The expression of the young man in Chinese clothes changed, and he was about to drive Yunzhou to retreat, but he saw that the colorful halo that had tightly wrapped Yundao suddenly expanded, enveloping them all. At the same time, the overwhelming coercion swept in, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts, making it impossible to breathe.

"It's over, it's all over!"

The young man in Chinese costume only had time to lament, and under the pressure of coercion, he passed out.

Above the cloud ship, countless guards of the Wuzhen Hall stood in all directions with swords in their hands. On the deck, Lu Changyuan, who had a serious face, stood in front of him holding a bronze mirror. Beside him was an elder from the Zongzheng Hall.

Lu Changyuan and the elder both walked to the bow of the ship, and then looked down, only to see that a group of people below had already been controlled in place. The elder glanced at the team below, and saw that there were only about a hundred people, and his expression couldn't help but change.

Seeing this, Lu Changyuan looked overjoyed, raised the bronze mirror in his hand, and said loudly: "A group of soldiers listen to the order and take all the disciples of these cholera sects to the Wuzhen Hall and wait for the fate of the sect master." ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Changyuan turned his gaze and looked at the main hall of Cloud Island again.

"Qin Jun Lord, don't show up quickly, go back with me to accept the sect master's inquiry!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Qin Yu, who was wearing a black robe, had already strode out of the main hall.

Qin Yu stood in front of the door, his gaze slowly swept across the square, and the expressions and eyes of the crowd were all in his field of vision. In the eyes of everyone, there is awe, surprise, expectation, curiosity, and fanaticism.

"He Ting!"

A moment later, all he could hear was a low shout.

He Ting, who was over there, looked stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly spoke up.

"Those who see it have a share!"

His voice was very low, but it drifted away. The disciples of Zigui Palace were overjoyed, bowing down and softly thanking them. Those cowering coolies, the servants were shocked at first when they heard this, and then quickly knelt on the ground, and thanked them repeatedly: "Thank you for the reward of Gongzi Qin!

Qin Yu's face was neither happy nor angry, and he walked straight down the steps. He walked past the group of young disciples who were still squatting on the ground, walked past the soldiers of the Suzaku Army who stood with their heads held high, and slowly boarded the cloud boat under the gaze of everyone.