Normally, when the four old men were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, anyone might feel some sympathy, but Xu Tong couldn't feel any sympathy at all.

Look at what they are doing, using themselves as a cover to trick so many people into participating in the Luotian Dazhen. As a result, they have set up a decisive battle here, and the lives of all the players will fill up the luck of Qingcheng Mountain.

Poor people all have something to hate, but if they were defeated, it would be too late for them to applaud and cheer too.

"If you want to kill me, then kill me. I lost!"

Zhang Haisheng's face was expressionless, and the last three words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, as if he was unwilling to accept them.

Who would have thought that Xue Gui left a resurrection coin for his precious disciple.

"I don't have to kill you! Two conditions!"

Xu Tong signaled the second soul to put down the thunder in his hand: "First, relieve the formation! Release it immediately.

Second, join my team and become my teammates."

"You still want me to join the team??"

Zhang Haisheng was at a loss of whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He didn't know whether to laugh at Xu Tong's naivety or to cry that he had to use such a method to survive.

"I said, I want you to join the team! As a person, I'm very arrogant. What I said is just water thrown away."

Xu Tong raised his head, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhang Haisheng took a deep breath and submitted an application to join the team to Xu Tong. After confirming that Xu Tong had agreed to the application, he nodded to the four veterans.

The four old Taoists on the side nodded repeatedly when they heard this: "Okay, okay, let's untie it now, let's untie it now!!"

As the four old men spoke, they turned around and crawled to the edge of the formation. They kneaded with their fingers and recited the incantation tremblingly in their mouths.

Along with the chanting of mantras, the originally huge Tai Chi diagram gradually shrank and began to condense into a talisman again.

Gradually, the figures in the array began to become clearer.

However, compared to before, the number of people in the formation at this moment was reduced by more than half. Apparently during this period, someone tried to attack the formation, but in the end, the spirit was wiped out by the formation.

"head!!"

After Gu Xibai and Chang Wugu saw Xu Tong, their eyes lit up and they immediately walked towards Xu Tong.

"Chang Wuju, Gu Xibai, and Gao Zhuo, we will be teammates from now on!"

Xu Tong introduced Zhang Haisheng and at the same time extended his palm to Zhang Haisheng on the ground.

Looking at the hand handed over by Xu Tong, Zhang Haisheng had mixed feelings for a moment. He slowly stretched out his hand to stand up, only to see Xu Tong pull hard: "Pfft!!!"

The four veteran Taoists found Taoist Dongxuan who was thrown into the formation at this moment. They were about to explain the situation, but when they didn't want to look up, they saw Xu Tong holding Zhang Haisheng with one hand from a distance, while the other hand was holding him.

The pure Yang sword burning with flames mercilessly pierced Zhang Haisheng's soul.

"Ding!! If you maliciously attack your teammates, you will be unable to act within fifteen minutes, and 3,000 script points will be deducted..."

Hearing the prompt from the prop book, Xu Tong whispered in Zhang Haisheng's ear: "I don't care about the punishment you don't care about."

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Chapter completed!