A junk collection station floats in my mind

Looking at the people in front of them, they were all injured. Even if they were not injured, if Chen Muyu didn't make a move, they might not be able to deal with each other.

The opponent was obviously prepared.

This is the way this world is, there are fights and vendettas all the time, if you don't fuck others, others will come and fuck you, today you are strong enough, others can only cower, but tomorrow you will be weak, or you will be found If there is an opening, immediately, the person who fucks you will come.

Chen Muyu thought about it. Originally, he was not obliged to help the Amitabha Clan drive away the enemies, but now that the Amitabha Clan had interests involved with him, he certainly couldn't just sit back and watch the Amitabha Clan be destroyed.

Helping the Amitabha tribe survive this catastrophe, you can also form a good relationship with the Amitabha tribe. In the future, when the ancestors of the Amitabha tribe return, Tuomu and the others will make a big announcement, and the favorability will naturally increase. Isn't it easier to carry out business here?

"Your family's ancestors are also big-hearted. If you keep a few of you as housekeepers, you won't be afraid that your home will be stolen." Chen Muyu complained.

Tuo Lin said, "Master doesn't know, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference is of great importance, if someone doesn't have to stay behind to take care of it, I'm afraid I'll all go..."

reality.

"Furthermore, the big powers around here were all subdued by our Amitabha tribe, and we didn't expect the Guluo tribe to attack. Moreover, there are only a few of the eighth-level Guluo tribe, and the strongest is no more than eighth-level. At the late stage, I should be enough to suppress it, I have never heard of the Guluo tribe reaching the peak of the eighth stage."

At this time, Tuo Lin was still a little surprised, but how could King Gan feel wrong, he is a giant of the ninth rank.

"Convinced? This is obviously dissatisfaction!"

Chen Muyu shook his head, "Let's go, let's go to the meeting for a while."

"Boom!"

In the sky, there were bursts of thunder, and a terrifying aura fell from the sky, and the sky and the earth went dark instantly.

Depressed, extremely depressing.

Looking up, a huge palm print is falling from the sky.

It was as if the sky suddenly fell down.

The entire Amitabha clan was startled, and each one was crushed to the ground by the terrifying momentum, as if seeing the end of the world.

"Hahaha……"

The wild laughter came from the void, shaking people's eardrums to pieces.

It's true that people don't talk too much harshly, they just come up and do it, there is no shame in the slightest.

"King."

Chen Muyu gave an order.

Qian Wang flew away.

"boom."

The huge palm print instantly collapsed, and the light returned to the earth.

"oops!"

Before everyone had time to react, they heard a scream from the void.

"Pfft."

A figure fell from the void, like a meteor passing by, smashing a big hole in the square in front of the hall.

Immediately, King Qian floated down, waved his sleeves, and two more people rolled out from his sleeves.

"Well, you Rama, you actually took advantage of the emptiness of my Amitabha tribe and attacked me?"

Tuolin stepped forward, pointed at one of the green-robed men and yelled loudly.

The man was in a daze, and he finally woke up. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but blushed, and a little fear flashed between his brows.

Rama, the ancestor of the Gu Luo tribe, was an innate god and demon in the late eighth stage.

The one next to him is his younger brother, Luo Tuo, a mid-eighth-order innate demon. …

Luo Tuo's face was also pale at the moment, and he hadn't figured out what the situation was.

They came prepared this time, they knew in advance that the Amitabha clan had left Tianling Mountain with all their nests, and left a Tuolin to guard the house.
Why, this Amitabha tribe still has backhands?

Deliberately put out fake news, waiting for them to come from the snares?
There were thousands of thoughts in the minds of the two of them. At that moment, they almost thought that they were going to succeed, and they could completely wipe out the entire Amitabha clan. Unexpectedly, a terrifying force directly suppressed them.

That force is simply too strong.

Ninth level, definitely the power of ninth level.

Didn't the ancestors of the Amitabha tribe leave?

No, that was not the ancestor of the Amitabha clan just now.

The two looked at the figure next to them, so where is the ancestor of the Amitabha clan?
But no matter who this person is, they know that this operation has failed, and they are afraid that it is over.

"Hmph, I have nothing to say if it falls into your hands."

Rama snorted coldly, turned his face to the side, somewhat unconvinced.

Tuolin frowned, looking at the lifeless man in the big pit, "Who is this man?"

Rama didn't turn his head back, "It's the foreign aid we invited, Taoist Remnant Rhythm, a casual cultivator in the Tai'a Starfield."

"Oh?"

Tuolin raised his eyebrows, "You even invited foreign aid, you really took great pains."

"Humph."

Rama looked at Tuolin contemptuously, "Didn't you also invite foreign aid? Who are these people?"

These people are not from the Amitabha clan at first glance, and he is not afraid of dying, so of course he has to ask clearly.

"Ah!"

Tuolin chuckled, "You don't have the qualifications to know."

It's quite cold, which is more than pretending to be in place.

King Qian looked at Chen Muyu, "Master, how do we deal with these people?"

Owner?

The two of Rama were shocked immediately. This ninth-level powerhouse actually called that person his master?

This is a powerhouse of the ninth rank!

They were all a little skeptical about life, and almost thought that there was something wrong with their ears.

Chen Muyu is also a little hesitant at the moment, how to deal with it?
Hand it over to the Amitabha tribe, they obviously don't have this ability.

Received directly?

But to be honest, Chen Muyu has already won the Amitabha clan, and Chen Muyu doesn't want to waste wealth on these people. Buying three eighth-levels, even if they are seriously injured eighth-levels, the cost is not small.

The rest of his current wealth, which is only 20 billion, should be spent wisely. These three people are indeed worthless to him.

But it's a pity to kill it directly.

Chicken ribs.

Chen Muyu understood the meaning of this word a little bit, and he was talking about the three people in front of him.

Squeezing his chin, Chen Muyu waved his hand, "Just watch and deal with it."

Since you can't decide, then leave the decision to others, Chen Muyu doesn't want to waste that brain.

"Forgive me!"

Let King Qian decide for himself, he must have chosen to kill these people, but just as he was about to do it, a voice came from the pit.

It was the man in the pit, who flew out of the pit dragging his seriously injured body, and knelt down in front of King Qian with a plop.

……

Everyone was stunned.

With snot and tears, it's too immoral to fuck this person.

King Qian kicked him to the side, quite disgusted.

"My lord, please forgive me... I was ordered by Brother Rama..." Daoist Remnant Yun burst into tears, without the slightest demeanor of a master, and knelt down again like a stray dog.

"Humph."

Brother Rama's face turned red, and they were all glaring at Taoist Remnant Yun. This is the situation, why are you still begging for mercy, can you die with dignity?
If we had known it was such a thing, we really shouldn't have hired you as foreign aid.