After a while, Murong Ziyun led Nangong Qin and everyone behind Ling Hao, along with dozens of 'bamboo knot people'.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded slightly.
Then, he looked at everyone with a serious tone.
"Everyone, be careful. The opponent is very strong. Don't fight forcefully. Only by staying alive can you have hope!"
"Yeah!" Everyone nodded solemnly.
"Brother, can you find out the specific cultivation level of their high-end combat power?" Lu Yue glanced at the air with a solemn face.
"We can't even detect the cultivation of the four people in front of us!" Ling Hao shook his head slightly.
hiss!
Hearing Ling Hao's words, Lu Yue and others couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Everyone knows that the eldest brother is already at the late stage of the fourth-grade holy emperor, and his mental strength is comparable to that of the eighth-grade holy emperor.
But he couldn't detect the martial arts aura of the other four people!
What this means is self-evident!
"Brother, do you mean that the four people headed by the other party are all at the level of the ninth-grade Holy Emperor?" the judge couldn't help but ask.
"I'm afraid there's more!" Ling Hao shook his head.
"No way?" Zhuihun said in surprise: "Is it someone above the Holy Emperor?"
"It's very possible!" Chi Xiaoxuan on the side nodded solemnly.
Everyone: "..."
Above the Holy Emperor?!
Is that a bit exaggerated? How to fight this?
"Brother, run!" Xuan Pang smacked his lips: "It's too late if it's too late!"
"Xuanpang, where do you think we can run?" Han Yue asked.
"Hehe, what a joke!" Xuan Pang smacked his lips again and looked at Ling Hao: "Brother, except for the four leaders, what is the combat strength of the others?"
"There are also two eighth-level holy emperors and two seventh-level saint emperors, and there are four people each in the sixth, fifth, and fourth levels!" Ling Hao continued.
"In addition, there are twenty people who are in the early stage of Saint Emperor, and there are dozens of people who are half-step Saint Emperor!"
"..." After listening to Ling Hao's words, everyone including Murong Ziyun exhaled a breath of turbidity at the same time.
Such a formation is enough to defy the heavens!
Just trying to compete with the people in front of them is nothing more than a fool's dream!
While everyone was talking, two hundred people from the other party landed not far away.
Among the four leaders, one of them is the deputy city lord of the Sky City, You Hao.
The person standing next to him looked a lot like him. He was his cousin You Lin, who was also the second most powerful man in the Sky City.
In addition to the two of them, the other two also have somewhat similar looks, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a strong back and a strong waist, and beards.
The four of them are indeed above the Saint Emperor realm, so naturally they are not something Ling Hao can detect.
"Hand over the 'source of spiritual veins' and surrender to my city in the sky, you can save a small life!" You Xi looked at Ling Hao and said.
"I advise you not to take chances. You should know very well that in the face of absolute strength, you have no chance of winning!"
"Are you the city lord of the Sky City?" Ling Hao glanced at You Hao.
"You think too highly of yourself. For a little person like you, you still need the city lord to come in person?" Youtu sneered.
"If he doesn't come by himself, he will let you people come and die?" Ling Hao continued.
"Arrogant kid!" Youlu responded in a deep voice.
"My patience is limited. I'll give you ten breaths. If you don't hand over the 'Source of Spiritual Veins', I will get it myself!"
