Feng Lin looked at Gongqiyun in front of him, giving the impression that he was not a treacherous and evil person.
Furthermore, this saint's heart is indeed good, but in his own hands, he cannot exert his power.
If you can save the people in Beihuang from the rushing water, you can borrow it.
But the saint's heart cannot pass through the torrent, which means that this method is not feasible, and it has no effect here in Fenglin.
"I can give you something, but tell me how much elemental debris this thing is worth?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"Elemental debris, do you want me to exchange it for elemental debris?" Gong Qiyun asked with a frown.
"Otherwise? I'll give it to you for free? What you think is quite beautiful."
Feng Lin said with his trouser pockets inserted.
"I think it's worth a piece."
Gongqiyun raised a slender finger.
"Beauty, I'm not joking with you. We've already given you a lot of face by letting you use the elemental remains in exchange."
Feng Lin shook his head gently, "If you really don't want to do business with me, then ask your adults to come over and discuss it with me."
"I advise you not to do this. The patriarch's temper is not like mine, and he will not speak to you properly."
Gong Qiyun explained, "He is very strong. If you don't give it to him, he will definitely take it."
"It's okay, I'm not afraid. There is a clan leader behind you, and there is one behind me too."
Feng Lin slowly released Qi Jin, "Since you can't take it out, I'll leave first. I look forward to seeing you again later."
"First tell me how many elemental remains you want?"
Gongqiyun quickly stood in front of Feng Lin and asked.
"After all, I'm a fellow countryman. I don't want more. Just give me five yuan and I'll give it to you."
Feng Lin thought for a while and said.
"Five dollars? You're a bit of a lion. This amount can train a master who can break through walls with both arms."
Gong Qiyun looked at Feng Lin and said, "No, the clan leader will never agree."
"I won't give you that thing. I'm leaving first."
Feng Lin emerged into the air.
"Lin Yi! How should I find you?" Gong Qiyun asked from behind.
"I'll find you!"
Feng Lin left a word and disappeared without a trace.
Gong Qiyun looked at the direction where Feng Lin disappeared, his expression getting increasingly ugly.
However, she had no choice. Anyway, the heart of the ancestor would appear in front of them sooner or later.
The reason is very simple, only their clan can unleash real power.
…
Feng Lin flew towards the Central Continent. During this period, he asked Ye Yourong: "You, a person from the Holy Land, don't know the heart of a saint?"
"I really don't know. My level is not that high yet. I am not from the Nine Nether Clan. I can be reincarnated and have eternal life."
Ye Yourong's voice came over, "I advise you to be careful. They have the hearts of saints. I think the clan leader's strength should not be low."
"I know this. I am flexible. I can have more or less."
Feng Lin smiled. He had to judge how much he wanted based on the other person's personality. Anyway, the thing was in his own hands and he had the initiative.
Arriving in the interior of the Central Continent, Feng Lin stopped on a branch and looked forward.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Yourong asked curiously.
"There are many masters in front of us, and there are two sublimation realms in total."
Feng Lin said calmly, "It seems that all the masters from the Kong Realm on this side of the Alien Land have come out."
"What are you going to do next?"
Ye Yourong asked.
"It's time to fulfill what I said before, establish a new force, use a new face, and deal with new things."
Feng Lin smiled. The masters he had trained so far were almost there.
Once Benliu can pass the wall-breaking realm, let them all come over.
If nothing else happens, when the sacred tree appears here, the real battle will begin.
The forces that are as numerous as stars will begin to shrink and eventually turn into a handful of large forces.
…
at the same time.
The sky of the mainland in the alien land suddenly turned into a deep blue, and the blue became almost the same as the sky.
Then came the torrential rain.
There were almost no raindrops in this heavy rain, because all the rain came together in one piece, like splashing water.
Gong Qiyun looked up at the sky and immediately shouted to everyone around him: "Quick! The patriarch has appeared!"
The remaining dozens of tribesmen all rushed towards the center of the heavy rain.
The center of the rainstorm.
A burly old man, two and a half meters tall, slowly fell from the sky.
His red hair is a little light in color and has turned white at the roots.
As for the beard around the mouth, it's almost the same as hair.
Beside him, there were a dozen masters, all of whom had red hair.
Except for one man in black robes.
"Brother, thank you very much this time. If it weren't for you, we elites would be gone."
The sturdy old man in front of him, who was about 2.34 meters tall, bowed respectfully to the man in black robe who was only about 1.8 meters tall.
As for the dozen masters around, they did not dare to bend down and instead knelt down on one knee.
"Hahaha! We are all one family, get up here!"
The man in black robe laughed loudly and held a jar of wine in his hand. The size of the jar was about the same as a human head.
He raised the wine jar, raised his head and took a big sip, and then said: "Let's fight together, I'll leave first."
"Brother, I remember Qiyun's Benliu is on the east coast. She should be here soon. After we meet up, we will follow you."
Gongzhan lowered his head and looked at the man in black robes respectfully.
"No, I haven't been back for such a long time. You should get familiar with this land first. We will see each other eventually."
After the man in black robe finished speaking, he raised his head and took another sip of wine, then flew away with a smile.
Gongzhan watched the man in black robe disappear, and then said to the people around him: "Recover quickly."
"yes!"
The dozen or so experts here all nodded.
The man in black robe walked leisurely in the heavy rain in the sky, taking a sip of wine almost every few steps.
Suddenly, he stopped and turned his face to the left. He stayed still for more than ten seconds before rushing to the left.
…
Outside a ruins.
Feng Chen sat on a stone, holding a cigarette and looking up at the falling heavy rain.
On the other side of the stone is a Phoenix bicycle.
There was no flame within a three-meter radius of him, but as soon as the majestic heavy rain entered this area, it directly vaporized and turned into white smoke.
This three-meter range just happened to surround the rock he was sitting on and the bicycle next to him.
The area around him was very dry, with no trace of moisture.
Feng Chen took a deep breath of cigarette and puffed out the smoke. At this moment, he turned his face away.
In the woods in the distance, a man in black robes appeared.
Fengchen took another deep breath of cigarette and threw the cigarette butt out.
At the same time, the man in black robe opposite also raised his head, drank the wine from the wine jar, and threw the wine jar to the ground.
Because the rain was so loud, I couldn't hear the wine jar falling to the ground.