Mythical Beast Summoner

The team behind the Flood Fighting Alliance looked at the masked man with horror. At this time, in their eyes, this masked man was no different from a demon from hell.

If the golden warrior of the crocodile tribe split the silver warrior in half with one blow just now, they could still accept it, then it was unacceptable for the masked man in front of him to kill the golden warrior with one blow. It is not impossible to accept it. Those 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 he is a fart! Everyone throws down their weapons and raises their hands to surrender. Maybe there is a way for everyone to survive.

Not everyone is heartbroken, at least there is still a glimmer of hope in the hearts of those in the anti-flood alliance, that is, the female saint-level powerhouse they hired, as long as she is willing to continue to come forward, things are not without a turnaround.

They don't believe that the masked powerhouse will be a saint-level powerhouse. How could a saint-level powerhouse be reduced to the level of self-deprecation and competing with ordinary people.

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

The reason why he was able to kill the crocodile golden warrior in one move was because the crocodile golden warrior underestimated the enemy, and the other was because the golden warrior took advantage of it. It is estimated that he has some powerful defensive artifact, otherwise it is impossible to block the powerful blow of the crocodile golden warrior and be unscathed.

In fact, what they deduced was not wrong, nor was it right, the masked man was none other than Cui Lang, who had just left with Li Zhenbang.

Although Cui Lang's current strength has not fully recovered to its previous state, it has returned to the peak state of a golden warrior, and within a few days, he will be able to return to the ranks of saint-level powerhouses again.

In any case, he used to be a real saint-level powerhouse. 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 recover into wolf claws only by virtue of his recovery. His left hand resisted the heavy blow of the crocodile golden warrior.

"Your Majesty the Holy Level, where are you? Hurry up and show up!" Lang Sanshan hurriedly shouted.

He believed that no matter who the masked man was, as long as the sage-level lord who helped them show up, victory would still belong to him.

But after Lang Sanshan shouted, no one responded to him, which made him have a bad premonition in his heart. Could it be that the saint-level powerhouse is gone, doesn't she want the drunken soul grass that is more than 1,300 years old? Should not be! She should be in great need of a treasure like restoring her soul!

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

"MD, any of you have treasures that can restore your soul? You can also restore your spiritual power! Don't hide it! If Your Majesty doesn't come out to help, no one will be able to do this today!" Lang Sanshan replied. Several senior officials of the Flood Fighting Alliance around him roared angrily.

No one at the top of the Flood Fighting Alliance said a word. I don’t know if they really didn’t have it or were reluctant to give it up. After all, the worst treasures that can restore the soul are those that cost more than a thousand dollars. The items are simply the difference between cloud and mud.

"Okay, since you are all reluctant, then don't blame me for being ruthless! You continue to play with you, and I will take people away!" After Lang Sanshan finished speaking, he glanced at everyone resentfully, and began to organize his own people. The posture seems to be really ready to quit.

Seeing that Lang Sanshan was serious, the others finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up one after another. Although not everyone has the treasure to restore the soul, the one that restores the spiritual power and other treasures can still be put together. It is real to call out the saint-level powerhouse who helped them.

They don't care where the three mountains go. What they are afraid of is that once the three mountains are gone, others will inevitably follow, and the flood fighting alliance will collapse.

If they were to face the Hong Yun Gang alone, none of them would have such a certainty, not to mention that they were still being attacked from the front and back, so no one would be able to withdraw at this time.

"Wolf Sanshan, what are you doing in such a hurry? It's not like everyone said don't take it! It's just that everyone has to think about what else they have in their hands, or will they die if they can't take it out?" An eagle clan orc hurriedly stood up advised.

"Yeah! Don't you all have to think about it!" Others also responded.

"Really?" Lang Sanshan stopped and looked at the group with suspicion.

"How can this be fake? Don't you have some friendship with that saint-level powerhouse? If you bother, please bring her old man out as soon as possible! We are willing to exchange things for restoring the soul and restoring the spiritual power."

"Your Majesty, come out quickly! I helped you to get some treasures that can restore your soul and spiritual power. Come and help us!" Lang Sanshan didn't know where the saint-level powerhouse was going. I can only shout as loudly as possible.

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

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

"Your Majesty, I didn't expect to disturb your rest. I'm really sorry, and please forgive me!" Lang Sanshan looked at Hu Xian in the air with a flattering face, but he secretly murmured in his heart. And the treasure of spiritual power, I am afraid that these people are dead, and she may not appear.

"What's the matter with you looking for me this time? Could it be that the shield of the Hong Yun Gang has appeared again?" Hu Xian showed a puzzled look.

"No, no, the shield did not appear, but there are some changes here. I wonder if Your Majesty can come down and talk?" Lang Sanshan hurriedly waved his hand, with a look of sincerity and fear.

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

"We have underestimated the strength of the Hong Yun Gang, and we need your help to solve it." Lang Sanshan said a little embarrassedly.

Hu Xian's face sank, "I've already completed our agreement, and you still need a thousand-year-old drunken soul grass from me, but now you still want me to help, isn't it unreasonable?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I know that you need treasures that restore your soul and spiritual power. We all decided to collect some treasures that can restore your soul and spiritual power as a reward to you!" Seeing Hu Xian's bad expression , Wolf Sanshan hurriedly explained.

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

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

"You still work very carefully! Who owns them? Let them come over to me to see!" Hu Xian smiled slightly, and then instructed Lang Sanshan.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment, I'll call everyone over!" Lang Sanshan said excitedly when Hu Xian praised him.

After a while, Lang Sanshan brought six people to Hu Xian's side, "Your Majesty, these six people still have treasures to restore their soul and spiritual power."

The six people glanced at Lang Sanshan with some dissatisfaction, and then hurriedly put on a flattering face and looked at Hu Xian.

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

Unexpectedly, Lang Sanshan just took the six of them with one mouth. They all wanted to donate treasures for a while, but in the end they didn't even have a name.

They could see that Lang Sanshan obviously wanted to take the credit for himself, and it was too ugly to eat!

A very gentlemanly eagle orc gave Hu Xian a deep salute, and then said, "Your Majesty, I am..."

"They are the people you said, right?" Hu Xian interrupted the Eagle Clan orcs who were talking, and did not even look at them directly, but asked Lang Sanshan.

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

At this time, Lang Sanshan's heart was quite proud, and he glanced at the six people he brought over with his head held high. His intention was obvious, just to show off to the six people that his status in the hearts of saint-level powerhouses was different from them. !

"Show me everything!" Hu Xian nodded and looked at the six people.

The six people looked at each other, frowned slightly, and there was some embarrassment 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 couldn't care to explain, he hurriedly turned his head and stared at the six people fiercely, and asked loudly, "MD, do you still want to live? You just said that you can restore your soul and spirit. The treasure of power, why is it all withered now? Hurry up and take it out!"

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

"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with me. They said it well just now, let me help you find you, and now that you are out, they have changed their minds, and they can do whatever you want! I will not run in this muddy water. !" Lang Sanshan said angrily.

Hu Xian narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the six people, her body was murderous, and it seemed that she might attack at any time.

"Your Majesty, this is a Panlong jade pendant that can help the soul to cultivate, as long as it is worn on the body!" The Eagle Race orc hurriedly took out a circular jade pendant from the space ring, with a Panlong carved on it.

With one person as an example, others will eventually turn over things even if they are reluctant. Only two of the six people are related to the soul, and the remaining four are only to restore the spiritual power.

"Anything else?" Hu Xian looked at the six people and asked coldly.

"It's gone, it's gone!" The six people said in unison, and their voices were slightly crying.

These people are obviously the robber leaders who don't care about the area, but they were raided by a saint-level powerhouse. What is this?