Many thoughts passed through his heart in an instant.
For example, why these two guys appeared here? It was most likely because they fought inside and finally escaped, but were seriously injured.
Originally, cutting off the retreat was not as good as pursuing the pursuer.
He originally thought he could only wait for others to get the magic weapon and share some of the profits with him, but he didn't expect that he would take the lion's share, which made him ecstatic.
Several people rushed in desperately. The four saint-level masters had the upper hand against the two seriously injured people. No matter how they looked at it, they didn't need to think too much.
Rushing into the Ancestral Land without any hindrance, the leading ghost saint looked at Xu Lingsan and Xu Lingsi with evil intentions and said: "Hand over the magic weapon without any hindrance, and we may consider sparing your life!"
Of course, you can get the magic weapon by killing two people, but the source of so much star mother gold will also become a mystery. The best result is to capture the two people without bloodshed, and then get a huge wealth.
Xu Lingsan and Xu Lingsi shrugged their shoulders and stood beside Lin Feng.
Lin Feng got out of the warship and set up a barbecue stove below. The smell of meat was overflowing, and he didn't care at all about the four saint masters in front of him.
In the eyes of the saint masters, the ants in the six-mark realm were even more incomprehensible to them. They directly ignored Lin Feng's existence and instead saw No. 9 waiting for the barbecue.
This person seemed to be very strong, but neither of them had ever met him before. He had the aura of the ghost clan, which made them unable to figure out the other's position for a while.
While grilling meat, Lin Feng asked: "Is it true that a generation of big guys won't pursue your affairs?"
Xu Lingsan and others have some checks and balances and cannot act too randomly. If the hunting of saints is known to a generation boss, Lin Feng is worried that they will be retrained.
"What are you afraid of? We didn't take action!" Xu Lingsan said nonchalantly.
The biggest disadvantage of the clone technique passed down from generation to generation is that the mountain is high and the emperor is far away. Once it leaves a certain distance, the trumpet will instinctively let itself go.
After thinking about it, what she said seemed to make sense. They only attracted some monsters and didn't kill them, so the problem wouldn't be too big.
Lin Feng then looked at No. 9.
Several other trumpets had already surrounded them, cutting off the escape route of the four saints. Originally, these guys were hiding directly underground, shrouded in corpse energy, and the saints were all concealed.
At this moment, realizing that their escape route was cut off, the four saint masters became nervous.
One, two, three, four, five... There were eleven saint-level masters in front of them. Xu Lingsan and Xu Lingsi took off their disguises at this moment, and they didn't look injured at all.
No matter how you look at them, they are all in danger. No wonder everyone who came in before has disappeared.
No. 9 glanced at the four saints indifferently and said, "As long as anyone breaks into the burial ground, we can deal with them at will."
Compared to Xu Lingsan and other alts, they are obviously much freer in this regard, but it is not without restrictions. At least they cannot leave here at will.
"That's good. Let's not kill them for now. Let's keep them and lure a few in. Kill them one by one!" Lin Feng sighed, that was the only thing he could do now.
You Mingtian's strength remains extremely perfect. As far as Xu Lingsan and others know, there are probably no less than thirty saints on the surface. A few were killed by the little boss at the beginning, and now a few more have died, leaving only a few left.
It's still a threat.
The power of Blazing Sun could not be blocked by even one saint, let alone a dozen or so people.
Lin Feng just wants to leave more saints here to fight for a glimmer of hope for Blazing Sun Heaven.
The ghost saint master also reacted and roared: "You've been tricked! Rush out!"
It's too scary. I've long heard that the Ancestral Land is extremely weird. Now there are so many saints and masters hiding there. How can I play this? I'm lucky to be able to escape.
The moment the words fell, several saints burst out with their strongest strength and rushed out towards the outside.
The ghost clan had the scariest body and the fastest speed. It almost turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the hole in the trumpet's encirclement.
In a blink of an eye, the masculine and feminine voice of No. 4 came over.
"Hey, brother, why are you in such a hurry? I haven't decided whether you're going to attack or I'm going to attack, but you're just charging over. What should I do?"
Lin Feng's scalp would feel numb every time he heard his voice, and this master saint was no exception.
His eyes almost bulged out. How could this person rush here in an instant when he was clearly far away? In other words, he might be faster than him. This is simply unbelievable.
The most frightening thing is that he is now being hugged by No. 4. The opponent's hands have locked him tightly. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't break free. Even the saint masters start to panic.
He opened his mouth to ask for help, but found that the other three were also restrained.
Are you kidding? You can control yourself and others so easily. What kind of realm is this? What the hell is this? Doesn't it mean that if they want to kill people, the saints will fall?
No. 4 grinned and said: "Brother, please stop struggling, otherwise I'm afraid I will accidentally crush you to death. There will be no strange phenomena of heaven and earth in the burial ground, and I can guarantee that all your resurrection methods will fail."
come out."
The cold smile made even the saints and masters tremble when they saw it.
Lin Feng was also lucky. Fortunately, this was one of his own. If he was really an enemy, he really didn't know how to deal with him.
Number 1 subdued the Bone Clan Saint. At this moment, two balls of ghostly fire danced in the bones of the Bone Clan Saint's eyes, which was quite strange. Number 1 directly stretched out his hand, pinched one side, took it out and fed it into his mouth.
As he chewed heavily, the screams of the Bone Clan saints came from all around.
This is the place where their souls are. Now that they are being chewed, not only their strength is damaged, but their spirits are also severely damaged, as if their bodies are being chewed in their mouths, but they still cannot die.
Another saint also screamed. He was unwilling to surrender and wanted to use the power of the saint to attack the opponent and break out of the encirclement. However, the trumpet took action earlier and directly tore his arm into pieces. He was also beaten
Eat it.
This scene shocked the four masters. The ghost saint master trembled and said: "Who are you?"
"How to deal with them?" Number 1 ignored him and asked Lin Feng for his opinion.
Lin Feng handed the cooked barbecue to No. 9, and then said, "Ask him to help usher in a few saints."
"No..." Before No. 1 could reply, the ghost saint had already screamed. He understood the intention of Lin Feng and others. He must have wanted to kill the other saints, so he refused instinctively, but followed closely by No. 4.
Ruthless abuse.
Lin Feng didn't have a good impression of the people from Netherworld, so he naturally didn't stop them.
Seeing this master of the Ghost Clan Saint being tortured, the Bone Clan Saint couldn't hold on any longer. He was even more miserable than this man. After all, even his soul was torn off in pieces. The pain was unimaginable to ordinary people.
At this moment, he could only shout: "I am willing. As long as you let me go, I am willing to help you bring people over."
There is no morality left in the face of a catastrophic situation. The three Netherworld clans themselves are not on the right track. They are all pursuing the ultimate in their own evolution. The saints are just superficial friendships.
No. 1 opened his big mouth, revealing the ghost fire in his mouth, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, and chuckled: "You understand!"
"I know, I will definitely bring the saint here!" The bone clan master nodded repeatedly.
He couldn't understand how the other party could directly take away part of his soul. As long as the soul was in hand, the other party had many ways to make his life worse than death.
The master saint of the ghost clan, who was tortured to the point of collapse by No. 4, also began to compromise.
No. 4 directly tore off his arm and devoured it in one gulp. At the same time, he cut off his left hand and attached it to the opponent's body, threatening: "You should also understand!"
"I understand, I understand!" The ghost saint master nodded repeatedly.
He can feel the existence of the arm, but he cannot move it, which means that the arm still belongs to the opponent. If he has any objection, the opponent can definitely crush him to death with the power of the arm.
The methods of the muscular bosses and trumpets were very miraculous. In a short period of time, they were able to impress the four saint masters and throw them out at the same time.
at the same time.
The masters of Nether Sky Saints are gathering.
The preparations for the war are almost complete, but because everyone in Netherworld is working on their own and no one is willing to be a pawn, they encourage everyone to participate.
Nowadays, when the saints gather together, they find that there are more than a dozen saint masters missing for no reason.
Dominated by strength, a ghost master sitting at the top wondered: "Where are the others?"
"Their graves were dug up a few days ago. They must have gone after the enemy," said a saint.
He received the news at that time, so he immediately checked his own grave. After finding that there was no problem, he breathed a sigh of relief and watched others busy.
Many saints have peeked at the battlefield, but none of them have seen the end.
Xu Lingsan and others were already shrouded in secrets and could not be deduced by ordinary means. Moreover, these people did not care about the situation of the war at all.
Judging from the situation that day, those saint masters will definitely win.
But now that these people have not come, they have doubts in their hearts.
"Did something happen?" A saint expert asked.
Someone shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, there has been no vision so far. I think the saints and masters have not fallen yet. In terms of their cultivation, there is no reason for them to be captured alive."
If a saint wants to escape, it is obviously impossible for someone of the same level to block all escape routes.
Small visions will appear when the Immortal Immortal dies, let alone a master saint.
If something really happened, they would have noticed it long ago.
Although these people considered it in great detail, they overlooked one crucial thing.
Strictly speaking, the Ancestral Land is already an independent world. Those saints and masters cannot cause the heaven and earth to respond inside, and the heaven and earth cannot notice their fall.
Therefore, after these people died, no visions appeared, and naturally no one knew about them.
Just when everyone was discussing, someone had already spread the word, and some saints and masters arrived.