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Almost all warriors, the first time they were poured out of the purple-black gourd, did not care about their identity and lay directly on the ground.??

Most people can't spit out anything at this time, but for them, being able to lie flat on the ground is the greatest happiness.

"Zheng Shenhou, we will not surrender if you do this!" A quarter of an hour later, another thorny head stood up staggeringly and said stubbornly.

However, facing this unrepentant guy, Zheng Ming directly swept the purple and black gourd and sucked everyone into the gourd again.

"Mr. Shenhou, there are only a few who do not surrender. You... aren't you involved too much?"

"Have you ever heard of a squatting?" Zheng Ming said bluntly.

When Zheng Ming saw these demon-suppressing troops, he no longer had much hope in his heart.

However, this 100,000 army gave him another idea, which was to scare these guys and make them famous first!

This is a 100,000-year reputation value. If you draw a hero card, you can draw a hundred chances. According to the probability, you will have the chance to draw a Investiture Card.

Just use it as waste!

"Sway!" Zheng Ming was there desperately tossing the purple-black gourd. As the gourd swung quickly, many soldiers of the Demon Suppressing Army who followed Shen Tianxing felt their faces blue.

It looks so crazy outside. Once you really enter the gourd, it's amazing? Although he is a hundred times stronger than an ordinary person after his cultivation level, he can't stand such tossing.

"Crash!"

The lid of the gourd was opened directly by Zheng Ming, and 100,000 soldiers were poured out again. Some people were lying on the ground, vomiting desperately. Seeing their uncomfortable appearance, they seemed to want to spit out their bile.

"Zheng Shenhou, we..." The thin man walked towards Zheng Ming swayingly, with a very respectful attitude.

However, Zheng Ming's purple-black gourd shook again, directly putting the 100,000 troops into the gourd again, and then shook it again.

This time the shaking frequency was twice as fast as the last time, which is probably the legendary practice makes perfect.

The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...

The 100,000 troops were poured out and taken in again. After five hours of trouble, when Zheng Ming poured out these soldiers again, the soldiers were no longer worried about vomiting.

"Master Shenhou, I am convinced, don't shake it!" The man who was like a thin monkey seemed to have no previous nitpicking and looked like he was exhausted.

Zheng Ming shook his head and said, "There are still some people who are dissatisfied."

As he spoke, the purple-black gourd flew up from Zheng Ming's hand again. The man like a thin monkey almost cried: "Sir, just take the dissatisfied ones in it. We are convinced, don't make things difficult for you."

But, how could Zheng Ming listen? Before he could finish speaking, he was put into the purple-black gourd again, and as for the other thorns, it was no exception.

"Master Shenhou, they... they are already convinced!" Shen Tianxing quickly begged for mercy for everyone.

"There are still a few people who are not convinced!" Zheng Ming looked innocent, as if everything was in my control.

A few, Shen Tianxing took a heavy breath. Is it worthy of having so many soldiers tied up for a few people?

Zheng Ming, who had already handed over the shaking of the gourd to Fatty Lu, gave a serious instructor: "These guys should practice it!"

Zheng Ming was very happy at this moment. The soldiers of the Demon Suppressing Army were really not a big deal. He added 100,000 blue reputation to himself.

Well, it seems that there are 83 guys with thorny heads and seventeen guys, who dare not be afraid, which really makes Zheng Ming very upset.

Fatty Lu shook the purple-black gourd frantically. Although he had no cultivation and his ability to do it, he was able to do this with ease.

Thinking about the way these guys ridiculed themselves just now, Fatty Lu felt that his shaking strength was too kind.

In another half an hour, Zheng Ming poured out of the gourd. This time, the first person to jump up was still the thin man. He rushed to Zheng Ming's approaching frantically.

"Marty, stop tossing, brothers are convinced, wuwu, you... just spare us!" The thin man was shaken by the strange gourd, feeling like he was about to die.

Zheng Ming touched his nose and said seriously: "Of course there are seventeen of you who are not convinced by me."

"Marty, we don't have enough 100,000 people, we only have 83 people." The thin man who seemed to have found the crux of the problem, said in a crying voice.

Zheng Ming was stunned. At this moment, he used his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings, and it seemed that the number of people was really missing.

Shen Tianxing said something that is right. These soldiers are really elite soldiers in a hundred battles. After a brief rest, the thin monkey man became a whole team without asking for anything, and then they turned into a huge square formation.

Although the armor of these people is not too neat, they gather together give people a murderous aura.

"If this army was in his hands..." Shen Tianxing looked at the neatly arranged veteran and suddenly had such an idea came to his mind.

But in an instant, he threw this idea aside. He knew very well that if his subordinates really had such a team of soldiers, he would be not far from death.

Not to mention anything else, the last time they fought with the Demon Rong clan, these guys had a vicious formation, but before the other party could attack, they fled and threw their heads to Demon Rong.

It is precisely because of this that the demon-suppressing general did not want to waste his time on these soldiers and threw them to Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming looked at the 100,000 soldiers below, his mouth raised. His mind now has made considerable progress. He naturally knew what these soldiers were thinking.

But today, what he wants is the absolute surrender of these guys. As for their collapse at once, what does it have to do with him?

"From then on, you will be the soldiers of my four-way Divine Marquis Mansion. I have only one precept, that is, no matter who makes a mistake, I will let everyone come to my Dharma body to enjoy it once!"

As soon as Zheng Ming said this, the soldiers below were heartbroken.

"Brother, no one is allowed to provoke, ***, I don't want to go into his gourd." A veteran with a broken leg warned lowly to the surroundings.

Although he lacked one leg, his entire aura was even stronger than those legs and feet.

"You guys are all honest, ***. This is not a guy who plays according to the rules." The person who spoke was a thick man, his arms that were thicker than ordinary people's thighs, gave people a feeling of fear.

"I've been enduring it recently. When we fight the Rong clan, our horror days will end." The young man with an ordinary face had a hint of gloom in his words.

After a few simple words of training, Zheng Ming said goodbye to Shen Tianxing and left. As for these 100,000 elite soldiers, Zheng Ming ignored them at all.

"Sir, those soldiers seem to be convinced on the surface, but my subordinates think that they must hate them to the core." Fatty Lu whispered when he returned with Zheng Ming: "If they fight with others, they may be the first to escape."

Zheng Ming nodded and said, "I didn't expect to rely on them. If there were 100,000 demon-suppressing troops, I could take charge of the demon Rongzhou. Hehe, who do you think would give me such a good thing?"

"How do you want to be a divine lord?" The human flesh on Fatty Lu's face began to tremble. The mansion of a divine lord covers an area of ​​thousands of miles and is filled with people.

Now, if Zheng Ming does not accept the 100,000 troops, then his subordinates will be left with him and Li Mushui.

Woo woo, now Li Mushui follows Zheng Ming's mother Duan Yangying and Zheng Xiaoxuan, which means that in fact, Zheng Ming's subordinates are the only ones.

The Shenhou Mansion was first established, so it can't be like this! His Fatty Lu's dream is to manage countless subordinates for Zheng Ming. After saying a word, countless people were terrified!

"I have my own plans!" Zheng Ming waved his sleeves and said confidently.

At this time, Zheng Ming's family lived in an inn that Shen Tianxing helped find. When Zheng Ming came back, his father and brother were chatting with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked thin but was very good at talking. Judging from the laughter that sounded from time to time, the three of them had a great time talking.

"In Xia Shen Tu He, pay homage to King Zheng!" As soon as the man saw Zheng Ming, he quickly stood up from his seat and saluted Zheng Ming.

This person's cultivation is only in the realm of life, but his every move has a demeanor that cannot be underestimated.

Although Zheng Ming had no impression of this person, he still said politely: "Mr. Shentu doesn't need to be polite."

"Minger, Mr. Shen Tu was sent by the Fifth Prince to assist you." Zheng Gongxuan said hurriedly when he saw Zheng Ming's indifferent attitude.

Send to assist him? Although Zheng Ming felt it was useless, he still said politely: "Then Mr. Shentu will be fine."

"You are kind to King Zheng. With the request from the fifth prince, Shen Tu has admired Zheng for a long time. It is the honor of Shen Tu who can serve Zheng!"

Although this guy put his posture very low, Zheng Ming still felt that this person had a sense of superiority as he was floating on the top.

After a few words of random words, Shen Tuhe asked in a deep voice: "I heard that the Divine Marquis has gone to take over the 100,000 troops of the Demon Suppressing Army. I wonder what the situation is?"

Zheng Heng and Zheng Gongxuan were extremely concerned about whether Zheng Ming took over the 100,000 Demon Suppressing Army. In their opinion, even if these 100,000 Demon Suppressing Army were in hand, even if they could not create a great foundation, at least they would be more than enough to protect their own family.

"It's okay, the Demon-Suppressing General gave them all soldiers above the Yuefan Realm, I'm very satisfied." Zheng Ming took a sip of tea and said as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Zheng Ming said this, Shen Tuhe frowned. According to his expectations, it would definitely not be smooth to take over the Demon Suppression Army this time, but unexpectedly, things were not as expected.

Before he arrived, he had done his homework and knew that the 100,000 troops he gave Zheng Ming this time were simply useless soldiers eliminated.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Ming had this attitude!

With a gentle smile, Shen Tuhe changed direction and said, "Marty, you already have 100,000 demon-suppressing troops. Next, what you should do is to build your own God Marquis Mansion."
Chapter completed!