The open space at the end of the bridge was completely silent at this moment.
A battle between cultivators stunned the onlookers, allowing them to witness the horror of extraordinary power.
The legendary immortal turns out to really exist, and his methods are even more powerful.
Displaced due to the war, and witnessing battles between extraordinary beings, the refugees had a huge psychological impact.
But it didn't take long before the initially panicked refugees' eyes gradually began to glow with a glimmer of light.
My heart was originally dark, but now it is illuminated by light, and I have more expectations for life.
The source of the light of hope is naturally Tang Zhen, who defeated a powerful enemy.
The fighting just now was very short, but everyone could still see clearly that Tang Zhen was always calm and calm, and slapped Master Duhuo into the mud with one slap.
The giant hand that appeared out of thin air was clearly transformed by Tang Zhen, and it was feared that it could smash the mountain into pieces with one punch.
Thinking of Tang Zhen chatting with the refugees in a pleasant manner before this, fear quickly turned into anticipation.
By following such a strong man and entering his territory, you may be able to stay away from the harm of war.
Compared with the excited refugees, the few SAARC monks who first asked for help became silent at this moment.
They never thought that the crisis would end in this way, let alone that Tang Zhen could kill seven powerful enemies in an instant.
In their expectations, even the best result was that Tang Zhen was injured and the enemy was driven back.
But the greater possibility is that Tang Zhen was unlucky with them and fought to the death with the enemy.
As a result, Tang Zhen took out the fishing net and easily wiped out the Northern Xinjiang monks.
The surprise came unexpectedly, but in an instant, a trace of worry emerged.
Victory was certainly a good thing, as it helped them avoid the danger of death, but when they thought about Tang Zhen's abnormal attitude, several Southern Alliance monks felt a chill in their hearts.
According to their guess, Tang Zhen might be confident that he could win, or he might be laughing in anger.
As long as Tang Zhen is not stupid, he can see that their intentions are sinister, and any explanation is just a cover-up.
If it were in the past, they might have been able to use the situation to pressure others and make some quibbles to make Tang Zhen suffer the loss of being dumb.
But the current situation is extremely unfavorable to them, and they can even be left to their own devices.
The more they thought about it, the more panicked they became. Several Southern League monks looked at Tang Zhen with a hint of fear in their eyes.
"Thank you very much for saving me. I am incredibly grateful. I will keep this kindness in mind for the time being and will definitely repay you generously in the future!"
Master Lu Yun of Dahua Sect, said loudly to Tang Zhen, and then he would drive the spiritual crane to soar into the sky.
Several other Southern League monks were also enduring the pain at this moment, trying to drive away with the seriously injured Linghe.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Tang Zhen's voice sounded faintly.
"It's rare for you guys to come here, so why bother leaving in a hurry? Why don't you come to my territory to rest for a while before making the next decision."
Tang Zhen looked like a hospitable host with a smile on his face.
Master Lu Yun's expression changed slightly, he secretly complained in his heart, and he quickly refused the invitation.
"There's no need for that. I'll definitely come visit you in the future if I have something else to do."
Other Southern League monks responded in the same way.
Tang Zhen's expression changed, showing a mocking expression, and he said to several Southern Alliance monks: "When I asked you to stay, I didn't just invite you, but gave an order.
Since you have done something wrong, you should accept the punishment and not just try to escape.
If you are sensible, you can still get some courtesy, but if you are disrespectful, you will only be embarrassed in the end."
Tang Zhen's voice was calm, but it sounded like thunder to the Southern League monks, who no longer dared to act rashly.
Master Lu Yun's expression changed, and he looked at the smiling young man in front of him, knowing that this was his final warning.
If you still think about escaping, you may end up even worse than the monks in Northern Xinjiang.
There was a trace of ferocity on his face, his expression changed several times, and finally he could only sigh softly.
"In that case, I'll make some noise later."
The most powerful Master Lu Yun first chose to surrender to Tang Zhen, and several other Southern Alliance monks had no choice but to give up resistance.
But I was thinking in my heart that if I could find an opportunity, I would definitely escape from this place immediately.
They had come to their senses, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt something was wrong. This place was not the Yunxiao Sect's property at all.
If Tang Zhen belonged to the Yunxiao Sect, it would be impossible for him to remain unknown, and the Yunxiao Sect's status would definitely be far better than it is now.
Besides, the information from the past never mentioned this place.
From this, it can be determined that Tang Zhen has nothing to do with the Yunxiao Sect, and may even be an enemy rather than a friend.
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Fortunately, Tang Zhen was not a monk from Northern Xinjiang, otherwise he would not have carried out such a heavy attack.
Look at the arrogant Duhuo Zhenren, he was almost slapped into a meat pie, and his whole body was buried in the soil.
While he was thinking about it, he saw Tang Zhen wave his hand and rings flew over.
"not good……"
Master Lu Yun's expression changed, and he subconsciously tried to dodge, already guessing the true purpose of these rings.
As soon as the thought came up, he felt his body stiffen, and a powerful force suppressed and imprisoned him.
"The peak of god refining!"
Sensing Tang Zhen's aura, Master Lu Yun was completely despairing. He was only at the sixth level of God Refining, and was far inferior to him in terms of realm.
Even if he was not injured and the two sides fought normally, he would not be able to defeat Tang Zhen.
If the level difference is not big, you can level it with experience and equipment, but if there is a difference of two or three levels, the chance of winning will become extremely low.
Looking at Tang Zhen's fishing net magic weapon, it can directly suppress six northern Xinjiang monks. It can be said that its power is extremely powerful.
The sect's luck magic weapon may barely be able to compete with one of them, so why should I fight with Tang Zhen?
But in the blink of an eye, the confinement ring wrapped around the necks of several Southern Alliance monks, with mysterious runes flashing across the surface.
This is a randomly set password that only Lou Ling and Tang Zhen know. If they are forcibly cracked, they will immediately call the police or even self-destruct to kill the imprisoned target.
The confinement rings on the cornerstone platform are of varying levels from low to high, and each type is very cheap.
Although the price is cheap, the power is not compromised, and it is impossible for the god-refining monks to get rid of it.
At the same time, the seven monks from Northern Xinjiang who were suppressed were also put on imprisonment rings.
Duhuo Zhenren climbed out of the pit, and as soon as his head and neck were exposed, he was directly locked by the confinement ring.
His tyrannical strength was instantly sealed by the ring and turned into a strong ordinary person.
The soil that was originally easily pushed away immediately brought huge pressure, making Master Duhuo's face turn red.
"Save me, save me quickly!"
Duhuo Zhenren struggled desperately, trying to break through the confinement and climb out of the soil.
But despite trying his best, he still couldn't escape, it was just a waste of effort.
Facing the crisis of death, Master Duhuo was forced to cry out for help, but his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness.
How has a being like him ever been so wronged?
But then I thought about it, a man can bend and stretch without having to worry about his temporary face.
At worst, you can just look for opportunities in the future to shut up those who see your ugly appearance.
Master Duhuo is secretly cruel, and both the refugees and Tang Zhen have become his targets for revenge.
He originally thought that based on his identity, he would be able to be rescued as soon as possible.
As a result, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
He turned around and looked at his six accomplices. They all had imprisonment rings around their necks, and their expressions were so gloomy that they could drip water.
"Hurry and help, pull me out of this pit!"
Duhuo Zhenren shouted again, hoping that his companions would help.
Hearing this, the six Northern Xinjiang monks glanced at Master Duhuo with a hesitant expression on their faces.
They have lost all their magic power and have been harmed by others. It will probably take a lot of effort to rescue the poisonous fire master.
The key is that it's not clear what Tang Zhen's attitude is.
"Don't worry about it for now. Let him bury it for a while and let him feel the local customs."
Tang Zhen's voice sounded, making the six Northern Xinjiang monks feel chilled, and at the same time they gave up their rescue plan.
They did not dare to disobey Tang Zhen's orders. Besides, although Master Duhuo was in a difficult situation, his life was not in danger for the time being.
When he looked at Master Duhuo again, there was a trace of pity in his eyes.
"Shuzi, you're going too far..."
Upon hearing this, Master Duhuo's face was so angry that he twisted his face and looked at Tang Zhen fiercely.
His eyes seemed to be spitting fire, containing endless hatred.
But at this moment, there was a sound of soft footsteps, and several dirty domestic dogs following the refugees ran over.
They surrounded Master Duhuo's head, raised their hind legs, and peed heartily.