As soon as the "Tide of Beasts" came out, there was an immediate sensation in the venue.

The thousands of people present are all powerful elites, major forces, and even top figures in the town.

Now that I see this posture, I naturally understand.

After dealing with spirit beasts for so many years, if you don't understand anymore, you can just hit them to death, and you are not qualified to be called a mercenary or a strong person.

"A tide of beasts, a tide of beasts!"

Ning Tao stood up suddenly, and shopkeeper Tang's face showed a look of anger. This was a big deal.

Compared with what they expected, the beast tide came a full day or two faster. It was unavoidable for everyone, including him, the pampered shopkeeper, when the troops came to the city.

Everyone works together to resist the tide of beasts.

"Boom boom boom...!"

"Hohohoho...!"

When Fatty Fang saw this, he put away his playful smile and said with serious words: "Fellow Taoists, the restricted area is now under pressure, and the spiritual beasts are surrounding my town and want to kill us all. We, the monks, are responsible for the game."

"After the beast wave, I and you... will have a drink and have a good time."

"please!"

Thousands of people stood up in a hurry and saluted everyone. When they stood up, they had already left.

This farewell today may be the rest of our lives.

Yang Cheng and Master Xu gave Ning Tao a vicious look, but they had no choice but to return to the regiment to prepare for war and wait for their father to decide the matter.

"Bang bang...!"

At this time, there was a knock on Ning Tao's door, and a beautiful woman in scantily clad clothes came in with thirteen tough men.

At this glance,

It has a thrilling impact of beasts and beauties.

Ning Tao curled his lips and said that he would buy thirteen powerful men with 350,000 spirit stones. This deal was a sure profit.

In fact, even if it costs 600,000, he is bound to win. There are no top experts in Beishifang, so we can't always rely on him. Sister Shuang and Meng Ke'er support the show, and the Leopard Head Mercenary Group is a huge threat.

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"Master Ningfang, I brought you a man, look..." The beautiful woman winked shyly.

Sister Shuang curled her lips

But Ning Tao didn't care. The situation was urgent, so he took out the spirit ticket and handed it to her, gaining control of the soul lock.

"Let's meet the master!"

Thirteen strong men instantly knelt down on one knee and said loudly.

Seeing this scene, Shopkeeper Tang couldn't help but say with envy: "Congratulations, Mr. Ning, you can be said to have taken the opportunity to pick up a good treasure and a right-hand assistant. Congratulations."

The latter also smiled with satisfaction. Seeing that their skin was as dark as a gourd, he named them according to their strength, Hei Da, Hei Er... Hei Thirteen!

After the transaction was completed, Ning Tao, who was concerned about Stone Gambling, hurriedly left the place with his men.

Shopkeeper Tang was the main force, so he had to say goodbye first.

The streets along the way were in chaos. The tide of beasts came suddenly. Some people who were hesitating panicked. They were looking for backers, looking for backers, searching for resources, robbing, and fighting... This was nothing new.

One hundred thousand monks were all scattered on the battlefield.

When Ning Tao arrived at Gambling Stone Square, there was a lot of noise here. Even though Meng Keer was guarding the place, there were still some people who deliberately made trouble over trivial matters.

As a result, Hei Dayi took action and beat these people severely, which shocked many monks.

"Brother Ning, are you back?" Meng Keer said shyly, her face flushed.

"Ahem, isn't there a living person here that you haven't seen? Don't just focus on your lover, but also worry about your sister?" Sister Shuang hugged her chest and said angrily.

"Sister Shuang, what are you talking about?"

Ke'er's face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

Such pure shyness even stunned the thirteen men from the Iron Tower, and they quickly lowered their heads nervously.

"Okay, how long have you been joking? Now the beast tide has arrived. We don't know the specific situation yet, but we need to make a decision. Which side should we support at the east, west, south and north gates?"

Ning Tao asked with a frown.

As soon as the words came out, several people hesitated.

This is not a small problem, but it is a matter of life and death for them, so they must make a careful choice.

Sister Shuang pondered and explained: "As far as I know, the south gate is facing the fifth restricted area, and the impact will be the strongest. However, the strongest Leopard Head Mercenary Group chose the weakest impact.

North Gate.”

"The Thirteen Fengsha Mercenary Group is in charge of the east gate and has organized casual cultivators to defend it together. There shouldn't be a shortage of manpower."

Hearing this, Hei Lang continued: "The Ziyang Chamber of Commerce, as well as some large and small forces, gathered into a steel rope and chose to guard the direction of the west gate."

"But... South Gate, which has the strongest impact, is guarded by the weakest Bluestone Alliance. Not only are they a temporary formation, but they have weak appeal and no tacit understanding. I heard they are still quarreling over the alliance leader."

"Although there were a lot of people there, they were all pushed past. If we were to fight, it would be bad."

More than a hundred guards fell silent instantly.

Sister Shuang gritted her teeth and cursed angrily: "This damn leopard-headed mercenary group is so greedy for life and afraid of death. It has the strongest strength and instead goes to occupy and guard the north gate."

"Shameless, shameless!"

These words resonated with Hei Lang and others, who were very angry.

Meng Keer frowned and immediately raised her head to look at Ning Tao and said, "Brother Ning, what do you think about this matter? Which branch should we support?"

More than a hundred people instantly looked at Ning Tao.

The latter smiled bitterly and said: "We have no right to ask others to do anything. They are free to guard which gate they want to guard, but we can also choose freely. However, we must know what we are doing."

"Is it because I'm afraid of death, is it a slippery slope, or is it for the sake of the entire Bluestone Town, so I decided to go to the South Gate!"

"What? South Gate!"

The expressions of more than a hundred people changed instantly.

"My Lord, are you confused?"

"Even if we don't go to the north gate, we can still choose between the east and west gates. With the few people we have, wouldn't we risk death by going to the south gate?" Sister Shuang looked aggrieved.

"Ha ha……!"

"As monks, our lives are our own. If you don't go, I don't go, and he doesn't go, I'm afraid Qingshi Town will be over in a moment."

"What I do is not selfless, but for my own life. Once the town is destroyed, everyone will be exposed to the beast tide. Who do you think is likely to survive then," Ning Tao smiled casually.

With a wave of one hand, Bai Luo made a "zhengzheng" buzz.

"If you are willing to follow me to the South Gate, then join me on the battlefield. If you are not willing to go, I won't force you. Just stay at home and look after the house."

After saying that, he took twelve people and left.

Meng Keer did not hesitate and followed her. Sister Shuang had no choice but to grit her teeth and follow. Hei Lang also smiled bitterly and led the escort team to follow.

Hei San and a few strong men guard Gambling Stone Square...

"Hohohoho...!"

The closer you get, the louder the roar becomes.

The vast yellow sand is like a large piece of golden armor, bright and dazzling, hiding endless murderous intent.

When Ning Tao and his people rushed to the south gate, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. Endless ferocious beasts rushed towards them crazily, some crawling, flying, and burrowing, all over the sky and fields, like a tsunami.

Looking at the garrison forces, although there are nearly 30,000 people, the situation is as chaotic as the wet market. There has been no organized counterattack yet, and there are still civil unrest.

Ning Tao gritted his teeth as he looked at it. If this continued, let alone a stick of incense, it would be over in just one encounter.

Why does it feel like a king with cannon fodder and bronze, a bunch of traps?
Chapter completed!