Just then, Tel Xi seized the opportunity and spoke sharply.

"Why don't you pay homage to the leader? Believe it or not, I will report you to the God Clan and punish you!"

Hearing this, the faces of those who had just stabbed him became even uglier, but they finally endured it.

After a few breaths, they lowered their heads, clenched their fists, gritted their teeth and spoke in unison.

"We greet the acting leader!"

When mentioning the word "agent", he deliberately emphasized the tone.

It was as if he was deliberately stating the fact that you were just a fake agent, with a mere fourth-grade cultivation level, and were not worthy of being the leader of a cult.

Telshi secretly sneered at this.

In his opinion, being an agent or not, being a leader or not, are not the ultimate goals.

It's just some convenient means!

Seeing that the shabby ship of the Divine Religion is about to capsize, if we don’t take the opportunity to get some benefits and then get rid of the relationship, we will suffer a huge loss.

At this moment, compared to others, Telxi is more sober and understands more.

A divine sect that is not even at the sixth level is like a grasshopper in autumn, and it can't jump for more than a few days!

The reason why they were able to struggle so tenaciously in the past was only because the leader was a ninth-grade strong man, and under him were four eighth-grade grandmaster elders and twelve seventh-grade grandmaster envoys.

Once a war breaks out, it is likely to cause huge casualties. Daxia can only maintain a certain degree of control by being cautious and cautious.

And now, from all the signs, it can be known that the Martial Arts Association is ready to completely destroy the Divine Religion.

Without the support of upper-level forces, the struggles of these little ants below will be in vain!

Now, the most important thing is how to escape from the matter, or in other words, how to avoid the liquidation of the Martial Arts Association.

On the other side, those fifth-rank evil warriors were not pushovers either. After being tricked, they immediately chose to counterattack from the side.

"For the sake of the Divine Religion, please do something great after you take office to show your loyalty and win the praise of the Divine Clan's elders."

"That's right, we want to leave here as soon as possible. Please lead us to do something that will make a great contribution!"

"Time is running out. The Martial Arts Association is getting closer and closer. We must make a great contribution as soon as possible, and then seek refuge in the God Clan's territory."

“…”

Hearing this, Telxi's heart sank and his face turned cold. He wanted to scold and reject it.

But after seeing those fifth-rank evil warriors with threatening looks in their eyes, he could only swallow his words back.

If you don’t have enough strength, you won’t be able to speak with confidence.

What's more, the law of the jungle has always been prevalent in the sect. At this critical juncture, I took advantage of the resistance of several fifth-grade masters and reluctantly gave myself the title of acting leader.

If you push too hard or argue too much, you may end up getting killed.

At this point, he somewhat regretted making up the lie that they must make a great contribution in order to have a chance for the gods to take them to the gods' territory.

However, it is too late to say anything now, and there is no regret medicine in the world. Now I can only bite the bullet and continue to make up stories.

At this moment, Telshi's brain was working fast, brainstorming continuously.

After a short while, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

At the same time, the looks of the evil warriors became more and more dangerous.

For them, an acting leader who cannot bring any benefits is worse than being a dead person.

However.

At this moment, Telxi had a flash of inspiration and finally thought of a goal, a very suitable goal.

It is not strong but very important. It is within the scope of their handling and is definitely a great contribution.

Moreover, you can also find a way to get rid of these troublesome guys.

In the Divine Religion, it is enough to have him as the strongest person of the fourth rank. Others who are stronger than him should just die.

Thinking of this, Telxi spoke calmly.

"The target has naturally been set long ago, and that is Daxia's number one prodigy - Lin Ping'an."

"As long as we kill him, the masters of the Divine Cult will definitely take action personally to protect us, and everyone will live in the territory of the Divine Clan and become a member of the Divine Clan..."

Upon hearing this, these evil warriors were stunned at first, and then all kinds of doubts broke out in an instant.

"Ha? Are you kidding? Killing Lin Ping'an? Are you crazy? The whole Daxia will go crazy. Have you lived enough?"

"Lin Ping'an? The civilized master who created the Blood Coagulation Technique? This... this is really crazy!"

"No way! That's it? What a bad idea! I don't want to be hunted down and killed!"

"Haha... God knows how many strong men are protecting Lin Pingan! Killing him? That's simply courting death!"

“…”

Facing the doubts, Telsi was calm, with a hint of sarcasm on the corners of his mouth and a tone full of **.

"As members of the Divine Religion, are you so cowardly?"

"First, Lin Ping'an only has the fourth-grade peak cultivation, which is completely within our killing range."

"Second, he has released a new earth-level technique, the 'Demon Art of Devouring the Sky', which is extremely threatening to the God Clan. Moreover, he is a high-level civilization master, and can be compared to a master-level powerhouse."

"There is only one target who is so threatening, high-ranking, but weak."

"As long as we can get rid of this scourge, the gods will surely be delighted and take us away and protect us."

"Besides, even if we don't kill Lin Ping'an, will those lackeys of the Great Xia Martial Arts Association let us go?"

When the remnants of the many evil warriors heard this, they thought about it and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

Between a certain death and a glimmer of hope, as long as you are not stupid, you will know what to choose.

It is obvious that these evil warriors want to survive, and they want to give it a try even if there is only a glimmer of hope.

Besides, the chance of obtaining asylum by killing Lin Ping'an is far greater than one line.

In just a moment, the same thought came to everyone's mind.

Kill Lin Ping'an, they must kill Lin Ping'an. As long as they kill Lin Ping'an, they can survive.

Seeing this scene, Tel Xi's eyes flashed with disdain, and he was thinking about how to kill two birds with one stone, how to kill someone with a borrowed knife, how to calculate everyone...

at the same time.

Deep in the battlefield of all races, near the giant altar.

A certain beast king shook his head and stopped daydreaming, but when he turned around, he was surprised to find something.

The small space communication tunnel that just appeared disappeared again.

In other words, the connection was broken again.

For a moment, the Beast King was furious.

"Moo... Damn it! Damn it! I'm so angry... I'm so angry..."

“Boom boom boom~”

The area within a radius of ten miles began to vibrate again. The huge noise also scared away countless strange beasts.

The other beast kings, as well as the powerful human beings in Shanhai City, also cursed in a bad mood.

"Damn mad cow, sooner or later we'll have to slaughter it!"

"Humph! What are you crazy about? You are really sick!"

"Is that beast king infected with mad cow disease? Can we eat this diseased beast after we kill it?"

"Damn it, here you go again. I'm so mad. Don't stop me. Let me kill that beast."

“…”

An hour later.

After venting its anger again, the bull-shaped beast king regained some of its rationality. It prepared to find another mid-level alien beast for a blood sacrifice and reestablish contact.