"You guys, come here with me to gather!"

When Mo Qingyun looked at the Immortal Army, a cold voice came into his ears.

Then, he saw a black-faced middle-aged man with a solemn expression on his face, and his figure flashed in front of them.

"The strength of this black-faced middle-aged man should be above Niu Sheng and Xiangxie!"

Sensing the aura of the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun had a rough understanding of his strength.

Mo Qingyun is sure that this black-faced middle-aged man has condensed his star position and is a powerful man in the small star position in the true fairyland.

Hearing the black-faced middle-aged man's instructions, Mo Qingyun and others walked to the black-faced middle-aged man's side without hesitation.

Shaoqing looked at Mo Qingyun and others gathered in front of him, and the black-faced middle-aged man showed a serious expression and said, "I know that you are all geniuses of the family and sect, and have always been spoiled by the family and sect, but when you come to me, you must obey my orders. If anyone dares to disobey the orders, don't blame me for being rude to him."

After the black-faced middle-aged man finished speaking, he released the momentum of the true fairyland and pressed towards Mo Qingyun and others.

Under the suppression of the black-faced middle-aged aura, Mo Qingyun and others all had their expressions shocked and they couldn't help but take a step back.

"Hmph! But a cultivator in the Little Star Level of the True Immortal Realm is so arrogant and domineering!"

"If this person dared to be so arrogant in front of me in Lingshuang's Immortal Realm, I would definitely make him look good!"

"Shh, just whisper. Now we are under the roof, so it's better not to go against him!"

"Yes, the main purpose of our trip is to assess it, and we don't have to be aware of it!"

...

Seeing this black-faced middle-aged man, some people behind Mo Qingyun whispered in private.

It seems that they feel a little unhappy about the black-faced middle-aged behavior.

Scandaling at the people in front of him, the black-faced middle-aged man looked at each other with Livingle, as if he was communicating something.

The black-faced middle-aged and Livingle's actions did not escape everyone's eyes. Seeing this, everyone's expressions changed.

"Before this black-faced middle-aged man entered the army, he seemed to be a disciple of Dongxu Immortal Palace."

"Is that true? Isn't Mo Qingyun troubled?"

"That's natural. Mo Qingyun severely damaged several geniuses in Dongxu Immortal Palace. How could Dongxu Immortal Palace give up!"

"However, there are also powerful people in the true fairyland here in Yongnan Immortal Palace. This black-faced middle-aged man should not dare to go too far."

...

Immediately, everyone showed sympathetic eyes and looked at Mo Qingyun in front of them.

Hearing the words of everyone behind him, Mo Qingyun couldn't help but feel shocked and secretly raised a hint of vigilance: "Now in this iron-blooded abyss, there is no protection from his master and others, it seems that I have to be careful."

Mo Qingyun knew very well in his heart that with his current strength, he was invincible below the True Immortal Realm.

However, once he meets a powerful man in the True Immortal Realm, he will still be able to be erased.

What's more, there are some real immortals in this Iron Blood Abyss.

After communicating with Livingle for a few glances, the black-faced middle-aged man sneered, his eyes fell on Mo Qingyun, and said, "Boy, with your Immortal Fog Stage, you dare to come to the Iron Blood Realm Abyss. You are quite brave!"

"good!"

Mo Qingyun responded faintly to the black-faced middle-aged words.

Knowing the relationship between black-faced middle-aged man and Livingle, Mo Qingyun knew in his heart that the result would be the same even if he was respectful.

Therefore, when Mo Qingyun returned to his black face, there was no slight respect in his tone.

"snort!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's attitude, the black-faced middle-aged man couldn't help but snorted coldly and said, "I'm the one who pleaded for you by Junior Brother Li. From today on, you will join the logistics team and be responsible for cleaning up the bodies after the war, so as not to die in the battle."

Hearing the black-faced middle-aged man's words, the expressions of the people around him suddenly changed drastically, and he was surprised by the arrangements of the black-faced middle-aged man.

According to the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun could no longer massacre the gods.

In this way, Mo Qingyun won’t get any results in this first round of assessment.

I have to say that the arrangement of the black-faced middle-aged man was extremely powerful and directly cut off Mo Qingyun's retreat.

"Livenle pleads for me?"

Hearing the black-faced middle-aged words, Mo Qingyun frowned slightly and couldn't help but turn to look at Livingle.

Seeing Mo Qingyun turn to look at him, Livenle smiled brightly and responded: "In order to thank you for excluding spies who killed the gods for me, Dongxu Immortal Palace, I will help you today, and we will be cleared from now on."

Livenle seems to be grateful to Mo Qingyun for his words, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is declaring war on Mo Qingyun.

He was taking this opportunity to indirectly tell Mo Qingyun that next, he would attack Mo Qingyun.

"Livenle, killing the gods is our job, you don't need to thank me for this!"

Mo Qingyun responded indifferently, and then he looked at the black-faced middle-aged man and asked: "Senior, please let me kill the enemy with you, even if you die, you will have no regrets."

"Hmph! You don't know the good things."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's request, the black-faced middle-aged man immediately turned a deep face, snorted coldly, and said, "I just warned you that no matter what your previous identity is, now in this Iron Blood Abyss, you must obey my orders."

He said an unhappy word, and the sneer on the black-faced middle-aged man's face became even more intense. He looked at Mo Qingyun carefully and said, "Because of the sincerity of killing the gods, I will give you a chance now to appoint you as the vanguard of the gods, go to the base camp of the gods to spy on their next whereabouts."

"hiss!"

Hearing the appointment of the black-faced middle-aged man, everyone around him immediately took a breath, and the sympathy in his expression became even more intense.

This black-faced middle-aged man is so cruel. He wants Mo Qingyun to die!

Even if Mo Qingyun is strong, he is only in the Immortal Dew Stage.

He went deep into the base camp of the gods, and he was simply going to die.

At this moment, everyone truly understood what the conspiracy of the black-faced middle-aged man was.

It turned out that the black-faced middle-aged man asked Mo Qingyun to join the logistics force, which was actually a cover, in order to get Mo Qingyun to join the reconnaissance team.

I have to say that this black-faced middle-aged man is too sinister and too cruel.

Seeing this arrangement of black-faced middle-aged man, Livingle immediately smiled, as if some evil plan had succeeded.

"Yes, I will take the order!"

Regarding the arrangement of the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun looked calm and nodded indifferently.

In Mo Qingyun's opinion, although it is a bit dangerous to be included in the reconnaissance team, it is better than joining the later team.

After all, once you join the logistics team, Mo Qingyun will lose the opportunity to assess.

When joining the reconnaissance team, Mo Qingyun's hidden gate method was just right to show his strengths.

When he saw Mo Qingyun, he didn't say much, and smiled proudly in the middle-aged man with a black face and said to everyone: "Everyone have a rest, start participating in the war tomorrow, and massacre the gods!"
Chapter completed!