The four Martial Saint Exotic Beast were arranged in all directions, and the Mine Area square turned into a formation of iron barrels.
Silver-Feathered Sky Eagle was hovering in the sky. The figure with a wingspan of more than 40 meters cut the sunlight into fragments of light spots, which were sprinkled on everyone's heads.
The scene suddenly changed from "heroes vying for treasure" to "catching a turtle in a urn".
Sun Dehou's old face turned pale to the point of being transparent.
The frightened Sun Zhengyang next to him was trying to shrink back from the crowd, tripped over his own feet, and fell to the ground.
Lu Mingyuan's dozen men have automatically gathered into a defensive formation, their swords are unsheathed, but the hands holding the swords are shaking.
He Yunzhou took a lot of effort to straighten his bent legs.
He picked up Emerald Short Staff from the ground, and the sweat beads on his forehead rolled down one by one.
Four heads Martial Saint Exotic Beast.
With this kind of lineup, the entire dragon Capital City can move sideways.
He takes one and a half steps Martial Saint, how can he compare with others?
But just when He Yunzhou was about to give in.
Mine Area There was another strange movement in the northeast sky.
It's three streams of light.
Three completely different auras approached rapidly from a distance, one was old and steady, one was sharp and flamboyant, and the other was cold and treacherous.
"It's coming, it's coming." Iron Eagle whispered behind Lin Feng, and the tension in his voice could not be suppressed.
Three figures landed on the ridge outside Mine Area.
The first one was a skinny old man, wearing a patched gray cloth robe and holding a wine gourd in his hand. He looked like someone picking up rags on the street.
But the aura on his body was so strong that it was hard to get rid of it.
Martial Saint four sections.
The second man was a middle-aged man, tall and strong, shirtless, with scars all over his chest and back. He held a short ax in each hand, and the ax blade was stained with the blood of unknown Exotic Beast.
Martial Saint Section 2.
The third one was the weirdest. A cloud of black mist drifted over from the ridge. After the black mist dispersed, a woman in black robe stood inside, her face mostly covered by a hood, only her chin and a pale neck were exposed.
Martial Saint First Stage.
However, the aura on her body is extremely unstable, going from strong to weak, making it impossible to judge her true strength.
Three Martial Saint.
Come by the smell.
The energy fluctuations of Land of the Martial Saint's Passing are too strong, the golden light reaches the sky, Martial Saint who is thousands of miles away can sit still?
The skinny old man took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and scanned the Mine Area.
He saw four Martial Saint Exotic Beast.
I almost lost my hold on the wine gourd.
"Fuck, this battle?"
The shirtless man also stopped, his hatchet hanging on both sides, his expression changing from enthusiastic to solemn.
The woman in black robe didn't react at all, and the corners of her mouth under the hood curled up.
Three Martial Saint stood on the ridge and looked at each other.
The skinny old man spoke first, and his voice spread throughout Mine Area.
"The one below is Beast Taming Alliance?"
Gongsun Yuan turned around on the high platform, his long gray beard floating in the air waves.
"Not bad."
The skinny old man took another sip of wine and smacked his lips.
"Land of the Martial Saint's Passing is an opportunity sent from heaven. According to the rules of the world, those who are destined will get it. You Alliance want to take it all for yourself?"
His tone was not harsh, and even had a bit of politeness typical of a charlatan, but the meaning behind his words was very clear.
We want a piece of the pie.
The shirtless man was not so polite. He crossed his axes in front of him and touched them with a clang.
"I traveled eight hundred miles to come here, so I can't go back empty-handed, right?"
The woman in black robe said nothing, but the black mist on her body began to spread to the surroundings.
Plus the previous Lu Mingyuan and He Yunzhou.
The high combat power in Mine Area now has three foreign Martial Saint, one half-step Martial Saint, and one Martial Venerable Eighth Stage.
Opposite are Beast Taming Alliance Four Great Elders plus four heads Martial Saint Exotic Beast, and Lin Feng.
If you beat Alliance hard, you won't suffer.
But the question is what happens after the fight is over? A few Martial Saint-level melees are enough to level half a mountain. Can Secret Realm still survive?
Gongsun Yuan didn't speak.
Helian Shuang didn't move either.
They are all waiting for someone to make up their mind.
Lin Feng stood up from the chair.
All the eyes of the audience turned around.
The three Martial Saint looked down from the ridge and finally took a look at the young man sitting at the entrance of the mine.
The skinny old man squinted his eyes and looked at it for two seconds.
"You are the new Alliance Leader? You look quite young. How old are you?"
"Eighteen."
The skinny old man choked on his drink.
The shirtless man grinned, showing two rows of yellow teeth. "Eighteen? Alliance You are so poor, how can you treat a little kid like Alliance Leader?"
A chuckle came from under the hood of the woman in black robe, a sinister tone.
Lin Feng didn't answer these words.
He looked at the three people on the ridge, then at Lu Mingyuan and He Yunzhou in Mine Area, and finally took a look at the miscellaneous fish that followed.
"I'll say it again."
His voice was not loud, but his energy and blood were released slightly, and the entire Mine Area could hear him clearly.
"This mine and the Secret Realm underneath are the property of the Beast Taming Alliance. The property rights belong to me, and the land deed is in my hands."
"Want to go in? Impossible!"
He paused.
"Those who refuse to leave will end up like those piles of scraps on the ground."
The eyes of everyone present automatically glanced at the ground.
The blood mist that the four Sun Family Martial Venerable were twisted into has dissipated, but the remaining red marks on the ground are still there.
The skinny old man's smile faded.
He put away the wine gourd and put his right hand into his gray cloth robe and touched it.
"Little baby, you have a bad tone. But old man, I have lived for more than ninety years and I have never been intimidated by someone's tone of voice."
His breath suddenly rose between these words.
The full burst of Martial Saint four stages.
The gray cloth robe was blown away by the air waves, revealing a dark silver armor underneath.
"Your Alliance holy beast is indeed bluffing, but do you think we are vegetarians?"
He grinned.
"If we fight, both sides will lose, and you, Alliance, can't get away with it. Why don't we all sit down and talk?"
The words are not finished yet.
Lin Feng moved.
"The mine Yamamoto belongs to our Alliance, talk about it? Talk about it!"
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the four elders, his meaning was obvious.
Two horizontal and one vertical strokes are enough!
The four heads Martial Saint Exotic Beast exploded instantly.
Silver-Feathered Sky Eagle neighed in the sky, spread its wings fiercely, and its momentum increased by 30%.
The dark green python on Black-Armored Turtle Snake's turtle shell raised its head, its mouth opened, and its poison glands bulged.
Crimson Flame Lion's mane flame instantly changed from red to high-temperature bluish-white.
Green-Scaled Sea Python's hundred-meter python body coiled into a fleshy city wall, and the python's eyes shot out a cold killing light.
The four Martial Saint-level Exotic Beast all entered combat mode.
The smile on the skinny old man's face froze.
He thought he could get some benefits by relying on his sharp tongue, but he underestimated Lin Feng's desire to fight.
The shirtless man spun the hatchet twice in his hand, but failed to gain confidence.
The muscles on his body tensed involuntarily, which was an instinctive reaction when facing an enemy.
The black mist of the woman in black robe shrank back.
She didn't step forward, but took half a step back.
The atmosphere in the entire venue suddenly reached a critical point.