Chapter: 8176

The teacher suddenly shouted loudly.

"ah!"

Several people around him trembled in fright.

After reacting, more than a hundred of them plus thousands of core figures around them stood in a row.

"Please come, Lord Xianjun!"

The teacher waved his right hand like a cheerleader.

The subordinates shouted in unison: "My little one, please greet Xianjun."

The tens of thousands of people in the distance, after seeing this, not only did not laugh, but even nodded as it should: "It should be so."

"No, no, the attitude should be more kind and friendly, they are still too nervous."

This kind of person is definitely a keyboard man on the earth.

Whizzing!

This time only Zhang Han and Yue Wuwei got out of the spaceship.

"The attitude is not bad."

Yue Wuwei said lightly: "Hanyang, how many fewer shall we kill this time?"

Click!

The head and the others stopped beating.

"Let's talk first, don't worry." Zhang Han chuckled.

One white face and one red face, this little cooperation began.

Under everyone's gaze, the head of the Witch God Cult took out space rings one after another.

"That's life money!"

At the beginning, Yue Wuwei was not satisfied, until he was almost done, he stopped and left, and went to the next faction: White Horse Star.

"I, the Sorcerer Sect, have lost thirty years of profits." The head of the Sorcerer Sect was bleeding.

"It's okay, it's only been thirty years, we can wait."

"Teacher, don't be sad, everyone can make money..."

In the sound of comfort, they looked at Zhang Han's spaceship and entered the void.

Target White Horse Star.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at Baima Xing, the head teacher of Baima Academy ran away.

The remaining Great Elder took out the resources he could find, was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Yue Wuwei, and gave a stern warning.

The other two forces have big families and great careers, and they can't escape.

Hand over resources honestly.