Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

what is this?

This means they have to kill each other to seize this opportunity.

No, this is not just an opportunity, it is also a chance and adventure that you can only encounter by chance.

Just imagine, being able to become the personal guard of the master of the new world is better than the hard training and endurance of too many gods, and it is a world of difference from the countless years of wandering of the Mahatma.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, the elite members of the Mahatma tribe in the light circle just looked at each other, and none of them chose to join other legions.

"Good, very good." Jiang Chen pointed at them and said, "You have almost 100 million soldiers here now, but I only want 1 million, not one more."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen clasped his hands together, and the halo surrounding the group of elite Mahatma warriors immediately burst into dazzling light. In an instant, an arc-shaped cover formed on the top of the halo, covering all the elite Mahatma warriors inside.

At the top of the arc, a huge number suddenly flashed - 124070042.

This represents the current number of people within the aperture. Once the big fight begins, this number will drop sharply.

Seeing that a brutal massacre was about to begin, the Shenyingwei who was still kneeling in the void finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He suddenly propped himself up and appeared beside Jiang Chen in a flash.

"Jiang Chen, oh, no, Emperor Jiang, these are the best of the Holy Heroes. They are all experienced in hundreds of battles and are invincible. Even the other four tribes in the Holy Church are terrified. This is an indestructible force."

Looking at the anxious Shen Yingwei, Jiang Chen nodded: "I know."

"You knew you were letting them kill each other?" Shen Yingwei shouted anxiously and angrily, "Why only one million? Why can't you take all of them?"

Jiang Chen said, "No matter how strong the combat power is, it's useless if I can't control it, right?"

This short sentence immediately left Shen Yingwei at a loss.

Jiang Chen waved at the elite members of the Mahatma tribe within the circle of light.

"Get ready, let's kill."

"Wait, wait a minute." Shen Yingwei grabbed Jiang Chen's arm again and said anxiously, "You, you told me that I am not worthy of being the patriarch of the Shengxiong tribe, but you also told me that you have no interest in the Shengxiong tribe and are just taking charge of it on behalf of my rebellious son."

"The Patriarch's Guards and the First Army are the essence of the Mahatma Clan. If they are destroyed here, what will you give to that rebellious son? How will you explain to him?"

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes and suddenly laughed out of anger.

"You keep calling me a rebellious son. I'm very unhappy."

“Okay, I’ll tell you his name.” Shen Yingwei shouted anxiously again: “Shen Zhengxiong, no, it’s Shen Yuanjun, he’s your friend of life and death, he’s your benefactor, but now you want to destroy his mother clan, you…”

"Take a break, stubborn senior." Jiang Chen said word by word: "I can't control the Saint Hero Clan, so your rebellious son can't control it either. I'm just helping him remove the rust."

After saying that, Jiang Chen threw away the Divine Guards and shouted loudly: "Go ahead. If you don't, I will kill you all."

Jiang Chen's words were very lethal. At least they created some pressure among the elite members of the Mahatma tribe in Aperture, so much so that once someone took action first, a chain reaction would immediately occur.

In an instant, an extremely brutal fight quickly spread on a large scale to every corner of the entire aperture.

The elite of the Mahatma tribe were indeed the most powerful existence. Just the first round of fighting quickly reduced the top numbers by half.

Inside, there were flashing weapons, fists and palms fighting, mounts neighing, bloody storms, and blood mist filling the sky.

This is the Shura Field, the extreme of purgatory. It seems that even a strong man like Zhong Ling would be overwhelmed by the melee if he rushed in.

As the former patriarch of the Mahatma tribe, Shen Yingwei felt his heart bleeding as he saw his guards fall one after another. The pain that penetrated deep into his soul made him feel like dying.

Outside the aperture, everyone in the six Mahatma legions that had broken away from the military formation on all sides could see with their own eyes the tragedy within the aperture.

Some of them were extremely shocked, while others were glad for their choice. At this moment, they finally understood what true fear and cruelty were.

The six elders in particular were so frightened at this moment that they dared not even utter a word.

It was hard for them to imagine whether they would have ended up like this group of people if they had not made their final statement to Jiang Chen in that alien space just now.

Zhong Ling, Lin Xiao, and the Holy Spirit Sect Leader could not bear to watch this scene, but they also knew that although Jiang Chen's actions were cruel, they were understandable.

No matter how powerful an army is, if it cannot be controlled and managed, even if it is taken by force, it will only sow the seeds of disaster for the future, and may even erupt at any time.

Jiang Chen already has enough enemies, and they are powerful enough, so it is impossible for him to leave such a time bomb around him.

More importantly, Jiang Chen probably wanted to use such a bloody fight to intimidate the six legions of the Mahatma tribe that had just surrendered.

He, Jiang Chen, is the only ruler of the new world. He is the god of everyone.

There was a fight going on in the light circle, and Jiang Chen was not idle either.

As he spread his hands, the six alien spaces that had just emerged suddenly gathered in front of him.

"The six major spaces and the side door, the left path and the second space, from this moment on, will be merged into the eight guards of the new world, renamed as Heaven, Earth, Mountains and Waters, Wind, Fire, Thunder and Lake, and will forever guard the periphery of the new world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the six spaces that were rotating and floating in front of Jiang Chen, with the six purple-gold lights blooming in his body, rushed towards the nothingness with a whistling sound, and then joined with the two spaces of the side doors and left paths surrounding the new world, and were arranged together around the huge new world, and began to slowly rotate around the new world and expand rapidly.

Jiang Chen used this astonishing magical power in one go, which made all the strong men present feel thrilled.

Even Zhong Ling looked at Jiang Chen like an admirer at this moment.

"The two spaces of heaven and earth are the side doors, the left path, the fifth legion of the Mahatma lives in the mountains, the second legion lives in the water, the third legion lives in the wind, the fourth legion lives in the fire, the sixth legion lives in the thunder, and the seventh legion lives in the marsh."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen flipped his hands again, and a dazzling bridge of light rushed out from each of the six new spaces that had just emerged around the new world, and quickly gathered at the feet of the Mahatma army.

Seeing this scene, all the soldiers who had left the Mahatma army were stunned, but then became extremely excited.

They knew that from this moment on, they were finally recognized and had their own space where they could truly settle down, which would completely end their miserable days of wandering in nothingness for countless years.