"The Saint of the Temple of the Holy Fire!"

Seeing the appearance of the flame girl, the American soldiers were shocked and immediately pointed their guns at the girl in the sky.

The next moment, dense metal storms shot towards the girl in the sky, but saw the flames rolling back in the air. All the bullets had not yet approached the girl, and had been evaporated by the astonishing high temperature.

Immediately afterwards, the flames continued to sweep down, killing the US soldiers to throw away their armor.

"Where is the apostle!"

"Call the Apostles' troops to support!"

Faced with the resistance of the soldiers below, the girl just waved her wings, and the wings made of flames instantly surged to hundreds of meters away. Countless fire arrows shot out from it, killing the opponent's troops, and several apostles fighting with the army were directly burned to charcoal ashes.

“Surrender, or die.”

Accompanied by the girl's cold voice, the soldiers below began to kneel down and surrender.

The girl said to the rebel leader: "Tie them all and take them back."

Zhao Yao looked at the town that had been beaten up in a blink of an eye with interest, thinking that it was really messy here. In just one hour, it took several consecutive battles, and it was full of twists and turns.

But the next moment, several rebels walked towards Zhao Yao, and the saint in the sky said, "What are you doing? Apart from these Americans, don't harass civilians."

The leader said, "Sir, this guy is an apostle, and he has destroyed several of our strongholds recently."

The saint turned his head suddenly and looked at Zhao Yao. His murderous eyes glanced back and forth on the other party, and said lightly: "Take him away." As he spoke, he pointed out and incandescent flames turned into a ring of fire, surrounding Zhao Yao.

The saint looked at Zhao Yao with warning meaning and said, "You'd better be obedient, otherwise I can burn you to ashes with just one thought."

Zhao Yao looked at a fire ring around him in surprise: "This thing is pretty, but why can't I feel the heat? You have completely restrained his temperature and heat? It has a strong control power."

The saint frowned and looked at Zhao Yao. The other party's attitude was a bit calmer, and she ordered: "Take it away."

So next, a US soldier and Zhao Yao were sent onto a truck and drove all the way to the rebel base.

As soon as he got on the truck, Zhao Yao looked at the more than 20 American soldiers on the truck in surprise. Each of them had a shiny golden exclamation mark on his head.

Zhao Yao looked at a soldier enthusiastically and said, "Hey, your condition doesn't look great. Do you want to help?"

Mike, who led the team, turned his head and looked at the Chinese man surrounded by the fire ring, rolled his eyes, and ignored the other party.

Zhao Yao patted his shoulder and said, "I can save you."

Mike sighed and said, "You should beg for your own blessings." As he said, he looked at Zhao Yao with pity and said, "We will probably be used to blackmail the government. They will get the ransom and we will go back. But you..."

He shook his head: "I guess they will be made into a beheading video and will be posted online."

Zhao Yao said confidently: "Don't worry, don't worry, I am a very powerful apostle. This time I was deliberately caught by them, so I can attack Huanglong."

Unfortunately, Mike and the US soldiers around him didn't believe it at all, and they were too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Yao.

Zhao Yao sighed and didn't argue. Anyway, when he arrived at the place, he would prove himself with his actions and then he could take on the task.

While riding the truck heading to the leek field, Zhao Yao smiled happily.

Under the protection of the Saint, the rebels quickly returned to a nearby base.

Zhao Yao sat in the truck, his ears trembled slightly, and he immediately frowned.

In a short time, he had heard the noisy voices of hundreds of meters in his ears, and from the news he heard, it seemed that this place was still not the base camp of the rebels and the Temple of the Holy Fire.

'But it doesn't matter. This base is so big, so it shouldn't be a small minion anymore. As long as you find the middle and senior management and have a good talk with them, you should understand my efforts and lead the way.'

Thinking of this, Zhao Yao said directly to the US military around him: "I am going to leave, are you going to be together?"

Seeing everyone too lazy to pay attention to him, Zhao Yao smiled slightly and tried his superpowers first, but it still couldn't be used. It seemed that a Forbidden Demon Apostle should have been sitting in the front row of the truck to imprison his superpowers.

"If you don't have superpowers, then you'll have to be more violent." Zhao Yao thought for a while, suddenly raised his right foot, and then stepped on it suddenly.

With a bang, it was like an ancient dragon pressing down, directly shaking the four tires of the truck. Then Zhao Yao's foot had broken through the truck's territory and stepped on the ground with one foot.

The entire truck was shaken by this amazing force, but Zhao Yao's feet were like a stabilizing needle, and he stopped the entire truck tightly, allowing him to park it firmly.

The truck driver hit the windshield head-on under the influence of inertia, and the American soldiers in the car were also staggering and falling to the point of being terrified.

However, Zhao Yao did not stop and rushed out of the bottom of the car without stopping. Then he flashed and left the scope of the forbidden demon field.

The rebels around were in chaos, and before they could figure out what had happened, the Saint was the first to discover the abnormality, soared into the sky, and then looked at the location where the riot occurred.

I saw a figure rushing out of the base with a fire ring.

"Is it him?" A trace of murderous intent flashed across the saint's face. With the thoughts, the fire ring had suddenly tightened inward, trying to burn Zhao Yao to ashes.

But the next moment, Zhao Yao, who had left the Forbidden Demon Area, had activated the repulsion field, and directly wiped out the fire ring with an ultra-low temperature field of minus 60 degrees.

"I'm still a master." The saint's face changed and he immediately began to order the walkie-talkie. The entire rebel base started to act. A warrior and the apostle put on their clothes, picked up a gun, and prepared to fight.

Zhao Yao had already flew into the sky under the influence of the cheese cloak, overlooking the entire base, and looking at the rebels who were constantly moving like ants.

Countless long spears and cannons in the base were aimed at Zhao Yao in the sky. The saint looked at Zhao Yao's position and suddenly burst out with flaming wings dozens of meters long, and planned to soar into the sky and fight with the other party.

Just as the battle was about to break out and the saint wanted to rush forward, he saw Zhao Yao suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Come on shit!"

"What did he say?"

"It seems... shit?"

"What a joke? You must have heard it wrong!"
Chapter completed!