The four saint masters who had narrowly escaped death rushed over immediately.
They hurriedly explained what happened.
Everyone present took a breath and asked: "A magic weapon containing 60% of the mother gold of stars, or two?"
The ghost master looked at his arm inadvertently and then nodded. He felt as if his head was hanging on the edge of a knife and he might die at any time.
Everyone showed fiery expressions. A little bit of Mother Gold on their fingernails could make a saint's heart flutter, let alone such a terrifying weight.
Some people clamored to go in and find those people.
But some people were slightly calmer and asked: "In that case, why did you come back to tell us?"
In this case, it is the last word to hide it and eat alone. In fact, these people also planned to do this, but they did not expect that Lin Feng and others were so strong.
I didn’t eat until I was alone, and now my life is almost lost.
Having already thought of his words along the way, the ghost saint master explained: "Because the Ancestral Land is so big, we can certainly hide it, but we have never been able to find each other. What if they escape?"
After everyone thought about it, this statement made sense.
As for other possibilities, there are really not many. At least for now, the situation should be controllable, because there is no sign of the saint's death, and it is very likely that he is playing hide and seek inside.
The first saint from the ghost race noticed that the aura of the master from the bone race was unstable, and asked doubtfully: "You seem to be injured?"
The bone clan saint nodded and said: "I don't know whether I should call it good luck or bad luck. I dispersed to chase them. In the end, I caught up with them, but I was not hostile to the method treasure, so I managed to escape with great difficulty."
That kind of amount of mother gold of the stars does not increase the power of the magic weapon by a small amount. He is considered lucky to be able to escape, and it seems to be excusable.
The bone race saint added: "That's why we discovered this problem. If we keep hiding it and try to get the magic weapon by ourselves, it is very likely that the opponent will defeat it one by one, and then we will lose the rice.
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His considerations are also reasonable.
The more people there are, the more likely they'll get a smaller share, but it won't mean they won't get anything.
"Go and have a look!" In the end, the saints were moved and spoke out one after another, and naturally the agenda was passed.
The attack on Blazing Sky was not important for a while. Blazing Sky was always there and it was impossible to run away. There was no rush.
The magic weapon tempered by the Mother Gold of the Stars is a great blessing and can enhance their strength. If you encounter a saint master in the future, with a magic weapon of this level, you can completely defeat the weak enemy and the strong one. The temptation can be imagined.
It didn't take long for many saint masters to arrive at the outskirts of the Ancestral Land.
Saints from the other three directions also gathered here, and most of the saint masters from Nether Sky appeared here.
Many saints and masters observed the layout of the scene and found nothing wrong with it.
Now that the war is imminent, everyone has made it clear that they should put aside their prejudices and speak out unanimously. There is no reason to plan to ambush themselves and others at this time.
That is tantamount to digging one's own grave, not to mention that everyone understands the situation in Jiutian.
Saints are our daily support. If it weren't for the unrelenting hatred, no saint master would risk his life to kill others. Let's not talk about whether there are any benefits to himself. The death of a saint means that the power of heaven and earth has weakened a lot. For
The overall situation is useless.
"Are you sure they're still in there?"
"Yes, because the number of people is limited and the space inside is too weird, it is difficult to find their traces."
"You guys go in and take a look!"
The leader of the ghost clan saint was still cautious and directed several saint masters to explore the way. Although the Ancestral Land was strange, they had never experienced it personally. They had only heard about it, so naturally they didn't take it too seriously.
Several saint masters have joined forces to break into it. Even if there is any danger, it shouldn't be too difficult to escape unscathed.
Four of the remaining fourteen Saint masters were dispatched at once. Cooperating with the Saint masters who were threatened by Lin Feng and others, a total of eight Saint masters rushed in.
Although these people are strong, they are still not enough for the muscular guy and the trumpet, but they were defeated in an instant.
And the saint yelled unwillingly: "Gui Che, you traitor, you actually teamed up with outsiders to plot against us!"
At this time, he still didn't understand what had happened. He and others were obviously plotted, but the opponent was too strong and there was no chance to resist.
The master saint of the ghost clan, known as Gui Che, smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly and said: "I can't help myself either!"
He really couldn't help himself. If he spoke or behaved differently, he might be crushed to death by No. 4's arm. This feeling was too uncomfortable. He had been a saint for so long that he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had experienced this feeling.
Number 4 took off his arm, tried it out as if playing, put it back on his hand again, walked to Lin Feng, and quietly communicated with Lin Feng.
"The situation is more serious than I imagined. It's hard for me to control my arm if it comes out. If it were later, I'm afraid my arm would be useless."
Lin Feng looked at his arm and found that No. 4's arm was now stiff, as if he had no feeling at all. It was as if the connection with his body had been severed, and it had become part of a corpse, losing the power of resurrection.
No. 4 grinned and said: "It doesn't matter, I'll probably be able to recover within ten thousand years."
Lin Feng sighed, an open mouth means ten thousand years, and a person with endless lifespan is willful.
No. 9 and others also spoke: "I've been waiting for you for ten thousand years!"
Although these people are hostile, they are sympathetic to each other. Everyone has a different way of getting along with each other, but in Lin Feng's opinion, there is only one word that can describe them.
So passionate!
If you say there is no adultery between these guys, even if you beat Lin Feng to death, you won't believe it.
This also makes Lin Feng more and more afraid of muscle big men. How gay does a person have to be to be so gay that even trumpets are keen on being gay?
These four people could not waste time. After waiting for several days, Lin Feng gave the order to let them out.
There are still ten saints outside. If they can be lured in at once, they will definitely relieve the pressure on Blazing Sun Sky, but it will only relieve them.
The collective disappearance of Netherworld Saint masters will definitely cause greater trouble.
According to what Xu Lingsan and others said, there are more than just these saints in Netherworld, and there may be some who are hiding, especially the first few ancestor-level figures. Some may still be in the realm of minor saints, but some may have already entered the realm of great saints.
realm.
In any case, Lin Feng felt that he could only try his best to solve the troubles in front of him. Those troubles that could not be seen could only be allowed to develop on their own.
These people were helpless. They just wanted to save their own lives for that illusory opportunity, so they had no choice but to betray others.
What's more, they have other thoughts at work.
It was you who let us in. Now something has gone wrong and your own life is hanging on the line. Why can you be free outside? I will never let you have an easy time.
Because of this, they seemed helpless, but they were very serious when they acted, so much so that the saints and masters outside hardly noticed anything unusual.
Six more saints entered the land of the ancestors.
This time something unexpected happened, while No. 9 and others were dealing with these six saints, the eight surrendered saints suddenly took action, actually wanting to join forces with these six people to deal with their opponents.
In terms of numbers, the people from Netherworld had the advantage.
But in terms of strength, even if Xu Lingsan, Xu Lingsi and Saint Warship didn't take action, No. 9 and others could crush them.
However, he was a master of Saints. Even in a one-on-one fight, he was able to block No. 9 and others for a moment, causing a lot of trouble.
Xu Lingsan and Xu Lingsi stood in front of Lin Feng holding the saint's magic weapon, blocking the flow of the battle.
The conflict of power between the saints was huge. The aura swept in all directions, and the ground was almost blown up layer by layer, as if there was a giant blade that was constantly chipping away at the ground.
Guite fought a bloody battle, almost giving up all his strength.
He seemed to give in, but in fact he understood his final fate. Now he was just waiting for an opportunity. Without the restraint of No. 4's arm, even if he only had one hand, he would be unparalleled in combat power.
He had even laid out a plan to crush part of his body and trigger changes in the surrounding area.
On the outskirts of the Ancestral Land, the leader of the ghost clan master's expression changed, and he noticed that the flesh and blood that Gui Te secretly threw on the ground exploded, causing a change.
The other three saints were also shocked. When they noticed this change, they exclaimed: "Something is wrong! We will go to the rescue immediately."
"No need!" The ghost master said immersedly.
"What?" the people said in surprise, as if they couldn't believe their ears.
The ghost master turned around and left, and his voice came to him: "This is a crisis that even fourteen masters of saints cannot face, and we need to ask for help. Do you really think that having four more masters of saints can turn the tide? Of course if you
If you want to die, I won't stop you."
Everyone's hearts trembled as they savored his words.
That's right, if it were an ordinary crisis, fourteen master saints would be enough to sweep everything away, but now they are sending a signal to ask for help, obviously something has happened.
There is not much difference between fourteen master saints and eighteen masters. If fourteen masters cannot handle something, four more saints may not be able to succeed.
They lowered their heads, thought for a moment, gritted their teeth and made up their minds to escape from here without looking back.
On the Saint Warship responsible for monitoring the periphery, Xu Lingwu exclaimed: "Oh no, the four guys outside actually escaped!"
"What!" Gui Che was even more surprised than Lin Feng. He was slightly distracted when most of his body was broken by No. 4, and he collapsed to the ground helplessly.
At the same time, No. 4 rushed out of the Ancestral Land, but immediately after, he let out a scream and kept retreating.
It could be seen that his body was disintegrating, and countless pure black particles floated out of his body. No. 9 and others took action at the same time, hitting him one after another, and this stabilized the situation.