There were already more than two million Southern Regions fellow Daoists who were loudly resounding in the sky, and black clouds were rushing to the city, and there were many, many teams of cultivators coming from afar.

"I'm cultivating Binggan! On behalf of the entire Shura Mansion, I am grateful and grateful to all my colleagues for their support!"

Unable to suppress the tears that shed two lines of old tears, and then hurriedly wiped them away, the main cultivator of the Shura Mansion Bing Gan bowed down to the countless forces who came, and thanked them.

The other high-level bigwigs, the survivors of the war who were holding up and were actually weak, also bowed down together sincerely.

And at this moment, on the opposite side of the battlefield, the dozens of forces that were about to launch a general attack were looking at the cultivators of the Southern Regions who were encircling them in a state of encirclement, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Obviously victory, revenge, and interests are in sight, why is this happening?!

Isn't the reputation of Shura Mansion in the entire Southern Regions extremely bad, why did almost all the forces in the Southern Regions come out to support?

When exactly did the Shura Mansion come forward to summon it, and why didn't the dozens of forces on its side receive the slightest news in advance?

In addition, although the Shura Mansion is strong, how can it be, and its appeal is really so strong?

Why are the millions of reinforcements in the Southern Regions so accurate?

Why can't we be a few hours late? No, even if it's just an hour late, we can do a lot!

Also, what the hell were the first group of loose cultivators to arrive?

When will the cultivators be so united and take the initiative to participate in the battle of other forces?!

It's incomprehensible, it's all incomprehensible!

In fact, not to mention their dozens of forces, even all the high-level leaders of the Shura Mansion who were inexplicably excited were extremely puzzled in their hearts.

After Xiu Binggan and Xiu Xuantian exchanged a few words with each other, the second monk was even more confused.

It's not you, it's not him, it's not me, so it wasn't our Shura Mansion that organized and convened it at all?

Who is it that has so much energy that can summon millions of fellow Daoists in the Southern Regions to come to their aid?

Knowing that his Shura Mansion is notorious and has no real good forces, why does the other party want to help him out of this siege?

And looking at the survivors of the war on their own side, they all looked at themselves and others with admiration on their faces for the rest of their lives.

That obviously meant 'Look! Or are we the bosses of the Shura Mansion prescient and have already measured things in advance!'

"And only our Shura Mansion bosses can have such a powerful appeal and response!"

But our own family knows our own affairs, but in fact it is not whether we are good or not?

Do you want to be honest with your people?

But even I can't find my thoughts now, how can I tell them?

......

All the forces went out of the Southern Regions, directly enveloping dozens of hostile forces, shocking all regions and forces of the entire continent in one fell swoop.

"Taigou History, Qin Lao Pifu...... Now what do you say?!"

"This, this, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding haha, Brother Xiu, let's retreat, let's retreat"

"Misunderstanding? retreat? hahahaha"

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, let's not say it first, it's okay to leave if you want to, but hehe, it depends on your sincerity."

As he spoke, Xiu Binggan rubbed his fingers fiercely towards the dozens of force leaders who were surrounded, and they all snapped their fingers directly, and the sound was extremely harsh but beautiful.

At this moment, dozens of team leaders such as Tai Shizheng, Sect Master Qin, and the old man in the red robe or middle-aged all had extremely ugly faces, and the feng shui took turns, but they didn't expect that the advantage they had worked so hard to win would be gone so quickly.

"Brother Binggan, my ancestor and the ancestor of your mansion were confidant brothers when they were young, do you see if it's ......?"

"Now that I think of climbing relatives and taking care of me, why did I go earlier!"

"The old man advises you, if you don't have enough sincerity, you want to leave?

"Don't say that I am aggressive, in the time of a stick of incense, the puppet sect took out 100 million, and the rest of the forces each took out 50 million spirit stones, and this matter was revealed."

"If you don't have enough spirit stones, it's okay to get together with each other."

"Remember, this is your life money!"

"Otherwise, hehe, then don't blame my fellow Daoists in the Southern Regions for unanimously leaving you behind hahaha"

In their hearts, the dozens of team leaders who were surrounded all cursed countless times for the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Xiu Binggan, and they also completely piggybacked on the cultivators of the Southern Regions who came to stir up the situation.

The lion opened his mouth widely, isn't this called aggressive?!

So who can tell us what really aggressiveness is?!

At this moment, Taishi Zheng not only hated Shura Mansion and the cultivators of the Southern Regions, but even the dozens of forces who pretended to come to help.

Previously, he only needed to hand over 80 million spirit stones to retreat, but he blamed this group of old sticks, but now he wanted to leave but was changed to need to hand over 100 million.

On the other hand, at this moment, everyone in the Shura Mansion is inexplicably excited.

Even the millions of cultivators in the Southern Regions who came to the rescue heard Xiu Binggan's words, and their eyes lit up.

Xindao, if we hadn't come to the rescue, your Shura Mansion would have been really ruined, since you can get so many spirit stones, you have to have a large share of us.

Unless you Shura Mansion lard blinded the rat's heart, you can't understand the situation at this time, and you want to completely arouse public anger.

"I kindly remind you that the time for a stick of incense is very fast!"

"After a stick of incense, if any forces that are still left in the encirclement, then really don't go, the old man is responsible for preparing a good coffin for each of you"

At this moment, Xiu Binggan is in a good mood, and he is happy and proud.

The leaders of dozens of forces, in desperation, had no choice but to start raising money with blood dripping from their hearts.

After all, tens of millions of spirit stones are moving, such a large number, who will go out with so many people.

There were a few bigwigs who came with a large number of teams and quickly gathered 50 million of them, and smashed them at Xiu Binggan, who copied them into his hands casually, and he was not angry.

Immediately, with a smile on his face, he ordered these teams to be released from the encirclement.

And after these teams were released, they all seemed to have no face to see people, and without saying a word, they hurriedly turned around and returned to their respective regions and territories.

Seeing this, the rest of the teams were really anxious.

The leaders of each team had gloomy faces, and they deprived all the spirit stones of all the members of their team, and they barely made up for it.

Time flies quickly, and the time for a stick of incense is about to pass.

As the teams around him paid the ransom one by one and were released one by one, at this moment, in addition to the puppet sect, there were still the only remaining forces in the eight directions who could not make up the number of demands, and they all looked at Tai Shizheng, who had a gloomy face.

"Brother Taishi, after all, I came here to help your sect, and now the spirit stone is still a little short, you see ......"

"No money!"

"Brother Taishi, if you say that, it's really not interesting!"

"There's no money either!"

"Okay, you're ruthless, brother, what do you say?"

"If you want me to say, since the spirit stones that our forces have put together, they are still very close."

"And our kind puppet sect who took the initiative to come to help didn't appreciate it, and kept shirking and saying that there was no money, so can we ......?"

"I think it's okay! I think it's okay......"

"Brother, I also seconded it!"

Saying that, the remaining forces of the Eight Directions began to mobilize their own teams to form a small encirclement within the large encirclement of the Southern Regions cultivators, completely encircling the puppet sect and the others in the innermost.

"You, you! shameless!"

"Brother Taishi, you keep saying that you don't have any money, aren't there any way for our brothers?"

"Besides, the gap in the spirit stones we have is not big, if you can ...... Then we can still be as close as our own brothers?"

"Hmph"

Seeing that the forces of the eight directions turned their guns and surrounded all their puppet sects, they had the intention of starting a war without agreeing, and Tai Shizheng had to give in.

Reluctantly, he rubbed his storage ring for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, and angrily gave the Bafang forces a storage bag full of spirit stones.

At the same time, he was reluctant to take out a larger storage bag again, and he couldn't bear to look at it again, so he threw it out with great force and smashed it straight at Xiu Binggan.

......

At this moment, on the battlefield, there was no foreign enemy, and when millions of colleagues in the Southern Regions were promoted, cheers shook the sky.

Then it was the time for millions of Southern Regions Daoists to take the most fancy time, and it was time to divide the spirit stones.

They were counting the total number of spirit stones in Xiu Binggan's hands all the time, and they didn't let go of any of the storage bags.

The puppet sect has 100 million, and the remaining 48 forces, each side is 50 million, which is a huge sum of 2.5 billion.

If everyone is evenly divided, what each person can get is more than 700 spirit stones with white flowers.

Therefore, at this moment, everyone, whether it is a casual cultivator or a member of the force, all looked at Xiu Binggan with bright eyes.

On the other hand, Xiu Binggan's expression was extremely embarrassed.

With so many spirit stones, even if they hollowed out their own Shura Mansion several times, they couldn't make it up.

And at this moment, so many spirit stones are in their own hands, and they are openly collected in front of the public and millions of pairs of eyes.

And he also knew that if it weren't for the support of all his fellow Daoists in the Southern Regions, not only would he not be able to receive his own spirit stone hair, but none of the people participating in the war in his Shura Mansion would probably not survive.

Therefore, no matter how reluctant he is, he does not dare to offend the anger of the public at this time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I, Xiu Binggan, on behalf of the entire Shura Mansion, once again thank the big guys for their help. ”

"Now I have a total of 2.5 billion spirit stones in my hands, and this government wants to distribute them equally to you as a token of gratitude. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw the puppet sect master Xiu Bing Gan wave his hand, and a rain of spiritual stones fell in the sky here.

After everyone quickly collected the seven hundred and ten spirit stones that belonged to them, they all thanked Xiu Binggan and hugged their fists.

And what was really left by Xiu Binggan was only a total of more than 20 million spirit stones belonging to the cultivators of the Shura Mansion.

Xiu Binggan thought that there were still more than two billion spirit stones in the previous moment, but in an instant, they became only more than two million pitiful, which is called a suffering.

When he looked at the cultivators in the Southern Regions who thanked him one after another, he could only nod his head with a bitter old face and a smile.

Even the other high-ranking members of the puppet sect and the remaining more than 30,000 participants were all stunned and helpless, with a smile on their faces and bitter on the corners of their mouths.

The spirit stone rain was over, and countless Southern Regions forces began to retreat one after another, especially the scattered cultivators who withdrew the fastest.

For all of them, it's a joy.

After all, I just glanced at the leaflet, just walked over and walked through the scene, and just shouted a few times...... and reaped an objective income.

The sect forces with the largest number of people who came were even more smiling, and just a passing scene allowed their sects to easily harvest tens of millions of huge spirit stones.

"Master Nangong, dare to ask our fellow Daoists in the Southern Regions, how did you launch this wave of reinforcements?"

"I don't know much about the other people and other forces, but my Ethereal Sect received a leaflet from the Elder Xiuji of your Mansion who scattered it outside the sect, so I immediately mobilized all the people and hurried over."

"Flyer?"

Just when Nangong Kang, the head of the Ethereal Sect, wanted to lead the crowd back, Xiu Binggan's slow transmission told him the doubts in the hearts of the high-level of them.

Hearing that it was actually done by the elders in his own house, especially when he took the so-called leaflet handed over by Nangong Kang, after reading it with big eyes, his old face was suddenly full of relief.

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