Chapter 3543： Enter the Great Northern Wilderness

"Huh? Who is that?"

"Holy... holy star powerhouse?"

"Great, we can save it, save...uuuuu!"

"Quiet! Shut up!"

"Brother, what are you doing? This group of white-eyed wolves is really tricky. Even if we can finally kill, at least half of them will die, especially the number of deaths of these juniors may be even greater."

"If you die half, you die, even if you die 90%, you can't provoke them."

"Why...why! Why, why are there so many Saint Star Powers? I shouldn't be dazzled, am I?"

On the outskirts of Tianlian Mountain, a family training team of 30 people has been under siege by a group of about a hundred white giant wolves.

This object is called the white-eyed wolf, but the king-ranked star beast, the wolf king is just a star beast that has just entered the royal-ranked star beast.

But the number of wolves is so large that people like them can't resist.

In the most crisis, they were attracted by a strong breath.

When subconsciously turned his head to look, the conversation just happened.

The cultivation of these people is really too weak.

They think their voices are already very small, but they don't know that in the eyes of the high-ranking celestial powerhouses and the holy star powerhouses, it's just like stealing a bell.

Especially after hearing the words in their mouths, these four hundred people felt like crying without tears at the same time.

"What the **** are these guys talking nonsense?"

"I, I, I... I am only a fourth-order holy star, it's just a cannon fodder, are those guys so shocked?"

"It's not that there are many strong people in the Great Northern Wilderness. Why are these guys so lacking in foresight?"

"Forget it, don't visit them, so as not to be more sad."

"Holy star position, holy star position...specially, how can this group of turtles know that if their cultivation level does not reach the peak of the holy star position, they will all be cannon fodder!"

"How about Tier Nine? Under the command of an adult, even the existence of Tier Nine Saint Stars is still cannon fodder. Haven't you seen the Heavenly Jade of the Battle Hall?"

"Oh! No comparison, I even regret it now. Why didn't we stay here? If I also participated in that battle, maybe now I can also be able to fight like those who are not as talented and talented as mine. Watch the excitement in the hall."

"Shut up! My sister, the life-and-death battle is not one out of ten. If we were there, maybe the corpses will have green hair now."

The voice of the conversation is not very loud.

They seemed to be just guarding against being heard by the people behind, and never cared about the people besieged by the white-eyed wolf.

They may have forgotten that the wind at this time is blowing towards the white-eyed wolf ring.

Maybe they don't care at all.

But from time to time, a faint voice spread over there, and suddenly the 30 or so people who heard something were collectively shocked.

"What were they talking about?"

"Should I have heard it wrong?"

"The powerful dignified saint star is actually just cannon fodder?"

"You got it wrong, they seem to be saying that the ninth-order holy star is just cannon fodder."

"I, I, I... Poor I am just a first-order honorable person!"

All of them suddenly felt a sense of sadness without tears.

Under the invasion of this feeling, they even made them forget the threat of the white-eyed wolf.

Fortunately, the star beast is the kind of existence with the strongest sense of crisis.

The passing of hundreds of powerful men immediately scared them to pee. Amid the low howling of the Wolf King, all the white-eyed wolves seemed to have forgotten the group of enemies and fled in a flash.

Those thirty people were finally saved, but no one felt lucky after being saved.

In the past thirty years, his eyes were all looking at the direction of the more than four hundred strong people who had just passed.

Soon, more than 400 powerhouses finally passed.

Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, they were shocked again, and another group of strong came over.

The number of people seems not as large as before, but why are these people's cultivation base aura stronger?

Foggy grass! This time it is all the strongest stars!

Foggy grass! Stronger this time!

Fog grass...

Foggy grass! Are they twenty years old?

Foggy grass! Are they fifteen years old?

These people felt that their eyes were irritated, their IQ was crushed, and they even began to feel a sense of being alive and meaningless.

What age are they?

At this age, only the celestial position, the first-order celestial position?

Look at the group of others, any child is stronger than us by many times, right?

Soon, the people in the battle hall passed by.

The rising stars around the fifth rank are the strong breath, the sixth, seventh...

Thirty people were unconsciously, their crotches were already wet.

Especially when the fifteen sky-climbing powerhouses who chased the star Tianshu and Qin Shaofeng and other top ranks passed by, the dazzling horror aura caused most of them to roll their eyes and fall into a coma.

Qin Shaofeng naturally discovered the existence of this group of people.

Like the previous team, he has no plans to pay attention to these people.

As the team quickly walked out of the woods.

Really came, or returned to the Great Northern Wilderness.

Zhou Qing acted immediately, and quickly ordered Yang Zhen and the others to lead the way, so that Han Ying and Lucky and the others would go to greet the people in the disciple hall, and go to the nearby town to rob horses, carriages and other things.

A whole team of more than two thousand people finally entered the action to enter the Great Northern Wilderness.

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Two days later.

Conference Hall of Kitazawa Island.

The mysterious island owner, the strange woman of the real island owner, the city owner, the owner of the black market Zuo Wuxin, the owner of the auction house Qiu Yun...

The highest level of Kitazawa Island, really, everything that has not fallen is there.

Compared to the joy a moment ago.

After listening to the reports from the people who ran back from the Great Northern Wilderness, a look of horror appeared on everyone's faces.

"Don't you have anything to say?" the strange woman asked in a deep voice.

"Island, island owner, this time...seems familiar?" There was some tremor in the city owner's voice.

Thousands of high-level martial arts!

It seems that it is only a terrifying existence above the holy star position, which has already exceeded a thousand.

How can such a scary number make them not shocked?

Zuo Wuxin pondered for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice, "It is indeed very familiar, but we don't seem to have time to think about familiarity or not, right?"

"Indeed, but what should we do?" The city owner wanted to calm himself down, but he couldn't calm down anyway.

He trembled a few times and looked at the weird woman again.

This is their real island owner.

The feeling of familiarity is not just familiarity. They, the aborigines of Beize Island, know the most about why these horror exist.

It is also clear what the consequences of this group of people will be.