This is a day that all the Eighth Legion commanders can't forget. In the years that come, whenever they think about it, they still feel the powerlessness and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The most elite Qinglin Army of the Qinglin Dynasty, Yu Qinglan, was defeated in a remote area of ​​Qinglan Kingdom. Before receiving a request from the noble affairs office to send troops, no one could imagine this ending.

The Eighth Legion's 10,000 troops are now left with less than 6,000 people. Even if they attack the Kingdom of Dahua, there will be no such huge losses.

Every time the five dreamy and gorgeous purple halos cut through the air, dozens of soldiers would sacrifice their lives. Even if the soldiers were wearing craftsmen's armor, they were as fragile as paper in the face of that kind of lethality.

"Surrender, or die, which one do you choose?"

In the sky, Yin Lan looked at the soldiers who were trapped in a despair and gave them a choice. Five electric shuttles floating around them emitted a burst of impatient Weng Ming, eager to devour more creatures. Just now, these little guys had tasted the great nourishment brought to them by the energy of life and the essence of soul.

Swish!

All the soldiers looked up suddenly and looked at Yin Lan with resentment and murderous eyes. Although at this level, they were no longer able to resist Yin Lan and had lost confidence in resisting Yin Lan, it did not mean that they would bow their heads.

As a member of the Qinglin Army, they have the pride and dignity of soldiers. Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. Even if the heads fall to the ground, they will not surrender.

"Okay, I know your choice." Yin Lan smiled, and didn't care about the hatred eyes. He looked at the thirty-two Qinglin Army captains gathered together. These people were all elementary spiritual master cultivation. Yin Lan said to them: "I will give you a choice too. Either I will take all my strength. Some of you captains may be able to escape your lives, but all the remaining soldiers will be killed by me. Or you stay here as hostages. I will let these soldiers return to the Qinglin Dynasty and help me bring a command to your Majesty and the Noble Affairs Office. Which one do you choose?"

Just now, Yin Lan asked the electric light shuttle to kill many soldiers, but did not kill these captains with the cultivation level of the primary spirit master. Although with the power of the electric light shuttle, killing them only requires wasting more gold and Yuan energy, Yin Lan let them go just right, and Liu Qing and the other two were smart people. Seeing that the electric light shuttle did not attack these captains, he only killed other soldiers.

So, all the thirty-two captains survived.

"Why should we believe you!"

"I have the will to kill me!"

The thirty-two captains did not believe Yin Lan's promise at all.

"You want to watch the remaining 5,000 comrades die here, and you don't want to stay as hostages?" Yin Lan asked lightly.

Suddenly, a captain with a second-level spiritual master's cultivation level cursed: "Fuck, I am willing to trade my own life for my brother's life, but I can't believe you!"

Yin Lan turned his head and looked at Ye Zhichen, who was imprisoned in the spirit-binding area by himself, and said, "Yezhichen, do you think I will keep my promise?"

Ye Zhichen glanced at Yin Lan. Even though he was trapped by Yin Lan, his spiritual power was suppressed by the law of binding the spirit. He was still the quiet handsome man with a calm expression.

"Yin Lan's promise is trustworthy." Ye Zhichen only said this to the thirty-two captains, and had no other suggestions or opinions.

"Sure enough, the person who knows me best is the enemy." Yin Lan shook his head and smiled, said to himself, and then looked at the thirty-two captains.

They became silent. They all knew the temperament of Ye Zhichen, the commander. Even if Ye Zhichen was imprisoned, they would not deceive them. Because Ye Zhichen would not do this. He is a true practitioner. In order to practice and be indifferent to human feelings, he can ignore the lives of his subordinates, and even have a great courage to put his own lives.

"I can stay, but you have to do what you say and let go of my brothers!" After hesitating and struggling to consider, a captain gritted his teeth and said.

The other captains finally chose to stay.

This is not just because they want to protect the orders of other soldiers, but if they want to escape, who can be faster than those electric shuttles?

If more than 30 people escaped in scattered together and the electric shuttle could not chase after him, then there were still a few people who could leave, but now many people choose to stay. If the others escaped, maybe one of them could not escape.

If you escape, you will die. If you stay, you will have a greater chance of survival, because Yin Lan said that they stayed as hostages, and if Yin Lan wanted to kill them, then when Yin Lan launched the massacre just now, many of them would have died, but now they are still intact thirty-two people.

Half an hour later.

The originally black army above Chilin Sect had all retreated, leaving only one commander left by Yin Lan as hostage, four commanders and thirty-two captains.

There are thirty-seven Spirit Masters in total, and they are the core figures of the Eighth Legion. In terms of value and status, any one or two captains can match the more than 5,000 soldiers left, and it is better to use them as hostages.

Now, these hostages are all in the spirit-binding area, and their spiritual power is suppressed, almost equivalent to a useless person.

"Liu Qing, Xika, Jin Fangcheng, you three have not returned to Shanlan Continent for a long time. Let's do this. I'll give you three days. You can go wherever you like. If your former friends and family are not far from here, you can go back and gather together. At the same time, you have good luck in the changes in Shanlan Continent over the past few decades, and don't be eliminated by the times." Yin Lan waved his hand and gave Liu Qing and the other three days off.

Liu Qing and the other two were immediately excited. After thanking Yin Lan, they hurriedly left here.

They have not returned to Shanlan Continent for 30 or 40 years. Before, the air, sunshine, cicadas, birds, mountains, rivers and rivers here all made them miss it from the bottom of their hearts. Now, they can finally see, hear, and touch it.

Life is so beautiful.

"The three of them are from the Secret Realm of Binding Spirits." Ye Zhichen, who was trapped in the Sinding Spirits, suddenly spoke. Although he seemed to be asking questions, his tone had already confirmed the identities of Liu Qing and the other two.

Yin Lan looked back at him without denying it: "Good."

Ye Zhichen got a lot of information about Yin Lan. He knew that Yin Lan had been exiled to the Secret Realm of Binding Spirits. Now in the area where he is located, his own spiritual power is suppressed and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been rejected, which is very similar to the Secret Realm of Binding Spirits. However, Liu Qing and the other two were able to show their power in this area and exert combat power comparable to the Spirit Lord. It is not difficult to guess the identities of Liu Qing and the others.

"It seems that even the Secret Realm of Binding, one of the top forces in Shanlan Continent, is longing to master, is occupied by you, a latecomer, and it is understandable that the Eighth Legion is in your hands." (To be continued.)
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