Beast Summoner

The teams at the back of the Flood Fighting Alliance all looked at the masked man in horror. In their eyes, this masked man was nothing more than a demon from hell.

If they could accept the crocodile clan's golden warrior splitting the silver warrior in half with one blow just now, then the masked man in front of them killed the golden warrior with one blow was unacceptable to them. It's not impossible to accept it, you can.

People who can do all this can only be saint-level powerhouses in their consciousness.

If this masked man is really a saint-level powerhouse, then it's a no-brainer! Let's just throw down our weapons and raise our hands to surrender. Maybe everyone can still survive.

Not everyone is disheartened. At least the upper echelons of the Flood Control Alliance still have a glimmer of hope, that is, the female saint-level powerhouse they hired. As long as she is willing to continue to come forward, things will not turn around.

They did not believe that the masked strong man could be a saint-level powerhouse. How could a saint-level powerhouse be reduced to the point where he demeans himself and competes with ordinary people.

They all saw the scene just now. It is true that this masked man is very powerful, but he is definitely not a saint-level powerhouse. He should be just a powerful golden warrior.

The reason why he was able to kill the Crocodile Golden Warrior with one move was because the Crocodile Golden Warrior underestimated the enemy, and the other was because the Golden Warrior was using tricks. He probably had some powerful defensive artifact, otherwise it would be impossible to block the powerful attack of the Crocodile Golden Warrior.

Hit without any damage.

In fact, what they inferred was neither wrong nor correct. The masked man was none other than Cui Lang, who had just exited with Li Zhenbang.

Although Cui Lang's current strength has not completely returned to his previous state, he has also returned to the peak state of a golden warrior. It will not take a few days to return to the ranks of saint-level powerhouses.

In any case, he was once a true saint-level strongman. Although he is now a golden warrior, his understanding of power is far stronger than that of ordinary golden warriors. Otherwise, he would not be able to just rely on restoring his wolf claws.

His left hand withstood the heavy blow from the Crocodile Golden Warrior.

"His Majesty the Holy Crown, where are you? Show yourself quickly!" Lang Sanshan shouted hurriedly.

He believed that no matter who the masked man was, as long as the Holy Crown Prince who helped them showed up, victory would definitely belong to him.

But after Lang Sanshan shouted, no one responded to him, which gave him a bad premonition. Could it be that when the saint-level powerhouse left, she didn't want the Drunken Soul Grass that was more than 1,300 years old?

?No! She should be in great need of treasures like restoring her soul!

Lang Sanshan shouted again unwillingly, but still no one responded to him.

"MD, do any of you have any treasures that can restore your soul? Something that can restore your spiritual power! Don't hide it! If Your Majesty doesn't come out to help, no one can do anything about this today!" Lang Sanshan said to

Several high-level officials from the Flood Fighting Alliance roared angrily.

No one at the top of the Flood Fighting Alliance said anything. I don’t know if they really don’t have it or if they are reluctant to part with it. After all, the treasures that can restore the soul are the worst ones that cost more than a thousand gold. They are the kind that are priceless and can restore fighting spirit and magic power.

The items are simply different from each other.

"Okay, since you are all reluctant to part with it, don't blame me for being unkind! You continue to play with you, I will take the people away!" After Lang Sanshan finished speaking, he glanced at everyone with resentment and began to organize his own people. Look at that

His posture seemed to be that he was really ready to give up his career.

Seeing that Lang Sanshan was serious, others finally couldn't help it anymore and stepped forward one after another. Although not everyone has soul-restoring treasures, they can still get together with spiritual power-restoring treasures and various other treasures. First,

The real thing is to call out the saint-level experts who helped them.

They don't care whether Lang Sanshan goes or stays. What they fear is that once Lang Sanshan leaves, others will inevitably follow and the flood control alliance will collapse.

If they were to face the Hongyun Gang alone, none of them would have such confidence. What's more, they were still being attacked from both sides, so no one could evacuate at this time.

"Lang Sanshan, why are you in such a hurry? It's not like everyone is saying not to take it! It's just that everyone has to think about what else is in their hands. Otherwise, if they can't take it out by then, will they be dead?" An orc from the Eagle tribe hurriedly stood up.

persuaded.

"Yes! Don't we all have to think about it carefully?" Others agreed.

"Really?" Lang Sanshan stopped and looked at the group of people doubtfully.

"How can this be false? Don't you have some friendship with that saint-level strongman? If you bother, please bring her out as soon as possible! We are willing to exchange for things that can restore your soul and restore your mental power."

"My lord, please come out quickly! I helped you get some treasures that can restore your soul and spiritual power. Please show up quickly and help us!" Lang Sanshan didn't know where the saint-level powerhouse was going.

I could only shout as loud as possible.

"What's wrong? I can't even sleep well!" Hu Xian rubbed her eyes, appeared in mid-air with leisurely steps, and said in a lazy voice.

When Hu Xian appeared, everyone stopped attacking, even Meng Ting'an and the others, and the battlefield instantly became quiet.

"Your Majesty, I didn't expect to disturb your rest. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me!" Lang Sanshan looked at Hu Xian in the air with a flattering expression, but secretly cursed in his heart. If he hadn't said that he could still restore his soul.

And spiritual treasures, I am afraid that even if people like myself are dead, she may not appear.

"What do you want to see me for this time? Did the Hongyun Gang's shield appear again?" Hu Xian looked confused.

"No, no, the shield did not appear, but there are some changes here. I wonder if your Majesty can come down and talk about it?" Lang Sanshan waved his hands hurriedly, looking frightened.

Hu Xian frowned, landed from mid-air, and looked at Lang Sanshan with a dissatisfied look on his face, "Tell me! What happened?"

"We have underestimated the strength of the Hongyun Gang, and we need Your Majesty's help to solve the problem." Lang Sanshan said with some embarrassment.

Hu Xian's face darkened, "I have fulfilled our agreement, but you are still missing a Millennium Soul-Drunk Grass from me, and now you still want me to help. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?"

"Your Majesty, please don't worry. I know that you need treasures to restore your soul and mental power. We all decided to collect some more treasures that can restore your soul and mental power as a reward for you!" Seeing Hu Xian's face turned bad.

, Lang Sanshan hurriedly explained.

"Oh? Didn't you say that you no longer have any treasure to restore your soul?" Hu Xian raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, I don't know. I really don't have it anymore, but others do!" Lang Sanshan said with a flattering smile.

"You are very attentive in your work! Who has it? Let them come over and let me take a look!" Hu Xian smiled slightly, and then ordered to Lang Sanshan.

"My lord, please wait a moment, I'll call everyone here!" Lang Sanshan said excitedly when Hu Xian praised him.

After a while, Lang Sanshan brought six people to Hu Xian's side, "My lord, these six people also have treasures in their hands that can restore the soul and spiritual power."

The six of them glanced at Lang Sanshan with some dissatisfaction, and then quickly put on a flattering look and looked at Hu Xian.

The reason why they were dissatisfied was because they thought that when Lang Sanshan brought them here, he would introduce the six of them to Hu Xian.

Unexpectedly, Lang Sanshan just took the six of them in one go. They all had to contribute treasures for a while, but in the end they didn't even have names.

They could see that Lang Sanshan obviously wanted to take all the credit, and the appearance was too ugly!

An orc from the Eagle Tribe bowed to Hu Xian like a gentleman, and then said: "Your Majesty, I am..."

"Are they the people you were talking about?" Hu Xian interrupted the orcs of the Eagle Tribe who were speaking. He didn't even look at them, but looked at Lang Sanshan and asked.

"Yes, it's them!" Lang Sanshan responded hurriedly.

At this time, Lang Sanshan felt quite proud. He raised his head and glanced at the six people he brought over. His intention was very obvious. He was showing off to those six people that his status in the hearts of the saint-level experts was different from theirs.

!

"Take out everything and show it to me!" Hu Xian nodded and looked at the six people.

The six people looked at each other, frowned slightly, and had a somewhat troubled look in their eyes.

"Are you kidding me?" Hu Xian frowned, stared at Lang Sanshan, and asked in a cold tone.

Lang Sanshan felt a chill in his body. He didn't bother to explain. He hurriedly turned his head and glared at the six people. He shouted loudly and asked: "MD, do you still want to live? You just said it yourself, you can restore your soul and spirit.

Why are all my treasures wilted now? Take them out quickly!"

"This..." The six people looked at me and me, but no one took it out.

"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with me. They all said well just now that they would let me help find you. Now that you have come out, they have changed their mind and they can do whatever you want! I will not swim in this muddy water anymore.

!" Lang Sanshan said angrily.

Hu Xian narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the six people. Their murderous aura was exposed, and it looked like they might take action at any time.

"My lord, this is a dragon jade pendant that can help the soul to cultivate. Just wear it on your body!" The orc of the Eagle Tribe hurriedly took out a round jade pendant from the space ring, with a dragon carved on it.

With one person as an example, the others would eventually hand over the things even if they were reluctant. Only two of the six people were related to the soul, and the remaining four were just to restore spiritual power.

"Are there any more?" Hu Xian looked at the six people and asked coldly.

"It's gone, it's really gone!" the six people said in unison, their voices almost crying.

These people are obviously the bandit leaders in the Sangui zone, but they were raided by a saint-level strongman. What kind of thing is this!