Feng Lin looked back and saw a woman wearing a black robe, about 1.7 meters tall.
"I'd like to join."
"I would also like to have a girl lead the team."
"Whether I'm willing or not depends on your appearance. Let's see your face."
…
Many people around started laughing.
Those who dare to come here to fight, in addition to those with background, there are also many people who lick blood from the edge of a knife.
They are not afraid of death, some do it for their precious skills, and some do it for experience.
"Shut up! You guys are not worthy!"
The woman in black robe gave a cold shout, and the ground beneath her feet trembled.
She looked at the man in black robe beside her and said, "Leave it to you."
After saying that, she walked out of the building.
Feng Lin shook his head slightly. He was too lazy to waste time here and walked straight into the building.
What surprised Feng Lin was that the guard at this ruins turned out to be Si Wujie.
He walked over and asked: "Senior, can you form a team by yourself?"
It's not Feng Lin's character not to take advantage of him.
What if you kill a Spirit Steel Army by yourself?
You can also come here to open a blind box.
"No, the team must be at least four people. This is my rule here."
Si Wujie crossed his legs and pushed up his round sunglasses, "Don't you want to form a team over there? You just go and ask."
Feng Lin was startled, and then he remembered that Ye Yourong on his back could be considered a human being.
The Lord brought her here this time, not to let her fight.
But after sealing the forest limit, let her control the escape.
This is true transcendence of limits.
The strong man in black robe in the distance heard the sound here and looked back at Feng Lin, unable to detect the realm.
Judging from the fact that they dared to go there together, their strength should be pretty good.
"How about we form a team? I also have a master here."
The strong man in black robe walked over with a smile.
"good."
Feng Lin agreed without thinking. He had no intention of joining these two people.
Just create a team here.
If you take action, you can separate from them.
The blind box that draws the final prize is whoever kills it will get the treasure.
"You go and register the information so that you can pick up the baby more conveniently."
Si Wujie pointed at the staff inside and said.
A Yin-Yang Crusader in the distance took out his mobile phone and said: "Take a photo, and tell me the name of the team by the way."
"I work with the woman just now, just hire me."
The man in black robe smiled and took off his black robe, "As for the name of the team, I don't care, brother, you do it."
"The person on my back is too ugly to be on camera, so I will take her place."
Feng Lin took a look at this strong man. He had a square face and a resolute face. His appearance looked the same as that of a Chinese.
He also took off the hat of the black robe, "As for the name of the team, let's call it Goudan."
"It sounds awful!"
Ye Yourong, who was on Feng Lin's back, strangled Feng Lin's neck. She said to the Yin Yang Crusaders, "Our team is called Feng Lin Shenxu!"
"It belongs to your grandma! You have a kidney deficiency!" Feng Lin pinched Ye Yourong's thigh.
"Then you are ugly!"
Ye Yourong was swinging around on Feng Lin's back.
"Okay, the name has been recorded, Feng Lin Shenxu Team."
The Yin-Yang Crusader took pictures of the two of them and said, "You can go."
"Sure? I said Lord Yin Yang Crusader, please change your name."
Feng Lin said awkwardly.
"This is not a place for you to fight."
The Yin Yang Crusader glanced at Feng Lin very pretentiously, then took out a pen and paper to record, "By the way, today is the second day of the week, which means that he will be back in six days."
"Brother, it's just a name, forget it."
The strong man next to him smiled and put on his black robe and hat, "Let's go out."
"It's from your grandma! I'll teach you a lesson later!"
Feng Lin pinched Ye Yourong's leg again, adjusted his black robe, and followed the strong man away.
After Feng Lin and others left, the Yin Yang Crusaders recorded there immediately came to Si Wujie's side.
"Commander, he is Feng Lin."
The Yin-Yang Crusader handed him the photo he had just taken.
Si Wujie glanced at it casually, smiled and pushed up his sunglasses, "I heard it, I remember this voice."
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance.
I'm considering whether to take action here and kill Feng Lin.
…
Feng Lin and the strong man came outside the building.
The woman in black robe waiting here folded her arms and snorted: "Is this the teammate you are looking for?"
"Hello, my name is Feng Lin."
Feng Lin took the initiative to say hello.
But the woman in black robe didn't even look at it, "What state are you in?"
"I have reached the sixth level of Dacheng."
Feng Lin said with a smile.
"Only the sixth level of Dacheng?"
The woman looked at the strong man next to her, "Di Kun, how did you pick someone? You picked this kind of trash for me!"
Instead of being angry, Feng Lin was a little surprised.
He thought that his name had spread almost throughout the alien land.
Now it seems that I still think too much.
"I'm talking about a beautiful woman. Isn't it a bit too much to call me a loser?"
Feng Lin's voice became cold.
Long Feifeng originally wanted to say something, but then she realized that there was someone else on Feng Lin's back.
Is this person a master?
She still crossed her arms and said calmly: "If you are not strong enough, you are a waste in my opinion!"
"There are experts on my back." Di Kun said with a smile.
He didn't think the two people in front of him were fools.
The recent news coming out of this western continent has spread.
The Spiritual Steel Army of the Demonic Research Institute cannot even defeat the sequence captain. If this Dacheng Sixth Level passes by, isn't he going to die?
So he concluded that the woman on his back must be a strong one.
"What state are you in?"
Long Feifeng's eyes fell on Ye Yourong.
"Dacheng Seventh Level."
Ye Yourong released the technique of hiding his aura.
"What?"
The two people in front of me are all confused. One is a Dacheng Sixth Level, and the other is a Dacheng Seventh Level. Are they here to play house?
"Di Kun, can this team retreat? These two will only drag us down!"
Long Feifeng was a little speechless. Does anyone really think that the Spiritual Steel Army is a paper tiger?
"First of all, let me say something."
Feng Lin pointed at Long Feifeng and said, "You are a waste! You still need teammates to deal with a mere spiritual steel army."
"you……"
"Secondly! We didn't originally plan to form a team with you. I just wanted to get rewards from the Yin Yang Crusade."
Feng Lin said coldly, "From now on, we go our separate ways. Whoever has the loot will get the blind box."
"Brother, don't be impulsive. The Spiritual Steel Army is not simple."
Di Kun was embarrassed to smooth things over.
"I'm not being impulsive. See you in six days."
Feng Lin took Ye Yourong into the sky and disappeared here.
"Oh, there is no need to ridicule others."
Di Kun sighed helplessly.
"I'm doing it for their own good. I came to the Western Continent in this realm just to seek death."
Long Feifeng crossed her arms, "Since they don't listen to the advice, it has nothing to do with me."
…
Feng Lin had already discussed it with Ye Yourong.
When she reaches her limit, let her control herself and escape.
He felt that the realm was almost there, and he had no intention of leaving until he reached the seventh level of Dacheng this time.
"By the way, when you control me, can you use my skills?"
Feng Lin suddenly asked.
If you don't let her take control and you can't escape, then isn't that the end?
