Chapter 1253: The Rebellion of a Saint-level Powerhouse

"The white-eyed wolf who can't be raised is still making such a grandiose excuse for himself!"

Jin Ran's face was extremely gloomy, and he shouted angrily at Mo Qi and the others.

If it is placed on the Ten Thousand Races Continent, there are only two saint-level junior powerhouses, he waves his hand casually, and a large number of powerhouses will come to kill him for him.

However, in this saint-level battle domain of all races, even Jin Ran had to face up to the power of the three people in front of him.

"Jin Ran, don't pretend, I'll ask you, the token, do you pay it or not!"

Mo Qi snorted coldly and shouted bluntly.

As his words fell, the strong aura of the four saint-level powerhouses swept away, and suddenly, the atmosphere in this heaven and earth was suppressed to the extreme!

"Zhao Xuetu!"

"Mo Qi, Zhong Nian, are you going to rebel!"

Ling Lao and Jin Xianxuan, who were fighting with the saint-level battle spirit, obviously also noticed the movement here, and immediately shouted angrily.

However, even if they sensed the changes in the rear, they couldn't get out of the face of the saint-level battle soul whose strength was not inferior to their own, and even more strange in their means, in a short period of time.

"You two, if you don't hand over the token, don't blame us for being polite!"

For Ling Lao and Jin Xianxuan's angry shouts, the four saint-level powerhouses just glanced at them, and when they found that they were unable to protect themselves at this time, the eyes of several people shifted to Jin Ran and Yun Jun again.

"This place is of little use to you, you have a bright future, I advise you to think clearly, whether it is worth throwing your life here!"

Mo Qi glanced at Jin Ran and the others, and in his eyes, there was no longer half respect, some were a kind of contempt for ants as a saint-level powerhouse!

If it weren't for the sake of the forces behind them, even if the talent was good, they wouldn't bother to take a look.

Because, for them, these guys do not belong to the Ten Thousand Races War Domain, they will all return to the Ten Thousand Races Continent to develop in the end, and no matter how great their achievements are in the future, they will not affect themselves.

Under the shroud of this aura, Yun Yin and Yun Lan's pretty faces became unusually pale.

Even half-saint-level powerhouses like Yun Jun and Jin Ran had solemn faces.

These four guys can dominate one side in the Ten Thousand Races War Domain, and there are a lot of killings in their hands.

In this situation, they had no doubt that if they refused, these four guys would kill them mercilessly!

"Okay, I'll give you the token, but you must not do anything to me!"

After a little silence, Jin Ran shouted in a deep voice.

Right now, Jin Xianxuan was dragged by the saint-level battle spirit, and for a while, he couldn't be rescued at all, and these four guys who were eyeing him were very likely to turn into fierce beasts in the next second, tearing him apart mercilessly.

Rather than being searched for a token after his own death, it is better to take the initiative to hand over that thing, so as not to suffer himself, Jin Ran obviously saw this very thoroughly.

After the words were finished, Jin Ran took out an object from his arms and threw it into the sky.

"Huh!"

Moreover, Jin Ran obviously also has some deep meaning, his token is a little closer to Zhao Xuetu intentionally or unintentionally, it seems that he is deliberately trying to provoke both sides.

However, what made Jin Ran a little disappointed was that the four saint-level powerhouses seemed to have seen through his mind a long time ago, and with a move of their arms, the token was grabbed by him.

Although Zhao Xuetu had a look of coveting in his eyes, he didn't snatch it from beginning to end, obviously, the few of them had already made an appointment.

After taking the token, Mo Qi and the others' eyes turned to Yun Jun, and a great pressure was also faintly suppressed against the three girls.

"You ......"

Yun Yinqiao's face was a little pale, but there was a strange look in her eyes when she looked at the four saint-level powerhouses. It was as if she wanted to keep these people in her mind.

Looking at Yun Yin's gaze, Zhao Xuetu's brows furrowed, and a sense of violence couldn't help but rise in his heart.

"I'll give it to you!"

Yun Jun's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if she also felt the killing intent in Zhao Xuetu's heart, and finally, she bit her silver teeth and sighed.

Immediately, Yun Jun also threw a token at Zhao Xuetu.

"Haha, you've been like this for a long time, so there's nothing going on!"

Zhao Xuetu grabbed the token in his hand and laughed.

These two tokens were forged by the ancestors of the two clans who forged this altar in the first place, and only by owning them can you accept the protection of this altar!

With this thing in their hands, they would be able to cultivate some saint-level powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Races Battle Domain! Moreover, with such treasures, they would also be able to win over many saint-level powerhouses in one go!

Even if the Yunling Clan and the Jin Yan Clan are dissatisfied with them, there will be no way to do it at that time!

"Bastard thing!"

Ling Lao and Jin Xianxuan, who were in the distance, looked at the strange situation here, and they were also angry, but even the two Saint-level Intermediate Battle Souls made them unhappy at all!

"Haha, several, we'll see you in the future!"

Zhao Xuetu and the others glanced at each other, with a look of satisfaction in their eyes, and immediately, they laughed loudly, and they were ready to fly away.

"Wait a minute!"

And at this moment, Jin Ran's voice suddenly sounded.

"What? Jin Ran Gongzi has an opinion?"

Mo Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Jin Ran had no deterrent power for them at all, and if the latter tried to snatch back the token, they didn't mind having an extra wisp of revenant soul in their hands.

"Hehe, are you going to leave like this? ”

For that contemptuous gaze, Jin Ran forcibly held back the anger in his heart and said, "How many people know about the Thunder Demon Clan's recapture of the secret realm?"

"Huh?"

Hearing Jin Ran's words, the eyes of the four of them narrowed slightly.

In the Ten Thousand Races War Domain, there are not many things to snatch this special region from the top races, and there are very few that can be snatched back.

However, at the beginning, there was a bloody massacre in the Ten Thousand Races War Domain, and under that slaughter, even the saint-level powerhouses had dozens of falls!

That slaughter was launched by the Thunder Demon Clan in order to regain the special territory where the war spirit was born!

It is rumored that the reason for that massacre was because a son of the Thunder Demon Clan was humiliated, and in the end, the strongest man of the Thunder Demon Clan, together with several other supreme powerhouses, forcibly tore open the space, and lost dozens or hundreds of powerful saint-level powerhouses into the Ten Thousand Clans War Domain.

These saint-level powerhouses, each with unique skills, have many hole cards, where they passed, the saint-level powerhouses in the battle domain of all races were defeated and retreated, and finally had to return that territory to the Thunder Demon Clan.

"It seems that Jin Ran Gongzi kindly reminded us to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"

Mo Qi sneered, and a cold glow flickered in his eyes.