Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

After a long time, when the strong men of the Shenghui tribe were gathered together by Shengmei and Huimei and completely cut off from the battlefield, the situation on the battlefield finally changed.

In the void, as Xuan Meng waved the flag in his hand, a large number of powerful creatures on the battlefield evacuated and returned to their own legions.

Soon after, with the waving of the command flag, a large number of legions of creatures retreated in different directions, forming five layers of encirclement around the City of Despair and in the void, surrounding the entire City of Despair like an iron tunnel.

At this moment, the powerful Holy Church members who were still in the small energy cubes on the battlefield did not relax their vigilance because of this change, but became even more nervous.

Because they don’t know what is waiting for them next.

Just as they were in confusion, the small energy cubes that had originally separated them disappeared almost overnight and returned to the sacred purple-gold light in the void.

After regaining their freedom, they immediately rushed out and quickly gathered together, but they looked at each other in bewilderment, and stood back to back, as if facing a great enemy.

At this moment, they were completely in a desperate situation, and it seemed that they didn't even have the chance to fight to the death.

"Powerful men of the Holy Church, listen carefully."

Suddenly, Jiang Chen’s majestic voice was heard in the void of the entire City of Despair.

"If you want to stay alive, then play a game with us. As long as you play well, I promise that you will not die."

"Of course, you can choose not to cooperate, or even have the intention of going through all the trouble. In that case, I don't mind sending you all to the Netherworld just like I did with the Shengheng Clan."

Upon hearing this, the gathered Holy Church warriors were suddenly in an uproar.

Playing games at this time?

What's going on in Jiang Chen's mind? Is he really crazy?

"How is it?" Jiang Chen's voice came again: "Everyone can think about it carefully. I will give you an incense stick of time. If you want to fight your way out, I can also give you a chance."

After hearing Jiang Chen's words, the gathered Holy Church warriors looked at each other and began to whisper to each other.

At this critical moment of life and death, these elites of the Holy Church are not brainless cannon fodder. They naturally understand what the trick is.

Soon, they selected several representatives, all of whom were powerful people in the Holy Light Mirror.

However, their target was not Jiang Chen, but they took off into the air together and rushed towards Sheng Mei.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Mei frowned.

"Ancestor Sheng Mei." A powerful Saint Cult figure wearing a deep blue robe suddenly spoke up: "You should still remember me, right?"

"Of course." Sheng Mei looked at him and said, "The leader of the Shanyun tribe, Xiong Lu, was once one of the ten most powerful generals under Shen Weifan."

"It's good that you know me." The man called Xiong Lu questioned, "As the junior sister of Master Shenweifan and the ancestor of our Holy Church, why are you colluding with a Taoist hypocrite and wantonly slaughtering our Holy Church disciples?"

His words seemed to express the thoughts of several powerful representatives of the Holy Religion who followed him, so much so that they all opened their eyes wide with anger.

Sighing softly, Sheng Mei asked helplessly: "Xiong Lu, before answering your question, I want to ask you, who are you loyal to now?"

"I used to be the leader of the Divine Mighty Fan Cult, and now I am the Holy Cult." Xiong Lu shouted confidently: "Other than that, I will never be loyal to any force, let alone surrender."

"Good, you have guts." Sheng Mei gave him a thumbs up. "Then who is in control of the Holy Church you are loyal to now?"

When these words came out, Xiong Lu was stunned.

"Is it Shen Weifan?" Sheng Mei asked again.

Xiong Lu's cheeks twitched. He looked at several powerful representatives of the Holy Church and remained speechless.

"You only know how to pledge your loyalty, but have you ever thought about where your Divine Mighty Fan Sect Leader has gone?" Sheng Mei once again asked a soul-searching question: "Did he really self-destruct together with Dao Sect Taixu as the legend says?"

"Then let me ask, now that Dao Sect's Taixu has awakened, why hasn't Shen Weifan, who also possesses Taixu's strength, awakened yet? Even if he hasn't awakened, where has he gone?"

This series of questions left the powerful Saint Church members, such as the Bucks, completely speechless.

Xukong took a few steps slowly and Shengmei spoke again.

"You are all generals who have followed the Divine Mighty Master and made great contributions and outstanding military exploits."

"Logically speaking, with your contributions and strength, it should be no problem for you to lead a large clan."

"But look at you now, which one of you is the patriarch of the five major tribes of the Holy Church?"

Facing Sheng Mei's angry wait, Xiong Lu's cheeks twitched: "We are not fighting for power and profit..."

"What a good one, you are not fighting for power and profit." Sheng Mei shouted forcefully, "Then you will become cannon fodder for others to fight for power and profit."

This last sentence was almost shouted out by Sheng Mei.

Seeing Xiong Lu and other strong men being stunned again, Sheng Mei took a deep breath.

"It's a pity that each of you were already Saint Emperors and transcendent masters of the Holy Light Mirror during the Divine Power Period. After so many years, not only have your strengths not improved at all, but your status has even worsened."

"Once, there were ten clan leaders, ten commanders, nine Dharma protectors, and eighty-one marshals under Shen Weifan. How many are left now?"

"You still don't understand why you are being used as cannon fodder in a power struggle, but you call yourself a hero and a loyal person?"

Under Sheng Mei's fierce rebuke, several powerful representatives of the Holy Church, led by Xiong Lu, had almost no power to fight back.

Seeing them speechless, Sheng Mei suddenly snorted coldly.

"Since you still remember the friendship with Shen Weifan, if you are really smart, then come with me and fight for a way to survive for you and for these soldiers created by Shen Weifan."

Seeing Sheng Mei turn around and walk away into the air, a group of powerful representatives of the Holy Church, led by Xiong Lu, were stunned for a moment.

After a while, one of the masked female warriors asked softly, "Xiong Lu, do you think this Saint Mei Patriarch can still be trusted now?"

"Yes." Another white-haired old man asked hurriedly, "She has already surrendered to Jiang Chen."

Another middle-aged warrior asked, "The key is what should we do if she wants us to surrender to Jiang Chen? Where will our dignity and face be?"

Listening to their chattering and talking, Xiong Lu, who had been silent, suddenly waved his hand.

"Okay, stop talking, let's go and see what this Saint Mei Patriarch can bring us."

As soon as these words were spoken, several other powerful representatives of the Holy Church were stunned at the same time.

"I believe that she still remembers her friendship with the leader of Shenweifan, and at least she won't harm us." Xiong Lu said word by word: "We should really consider our brothers."

After saying that, he took a few powerful representatives of the Holy Church and hurriedly chased after Sheng Mei.