In the thirty-six cities of the secret realm, the number of people who really cultivated was not very large, even if the central eight cities were stronger, the maximum number of cultivators in a family was one or two thousand, and the total was only tens of thousands.

Among these tens of thousands of people, most of them are still ants in the late congenital stage, and there are not even five or six thousand people who have really built the foundation.

Of the more than 8,000 people they brought out at this time, only more than 2,000 people were actually above the foundation.

In contrast, the number of people on the Xuanmen side is not known to be much more. Let's not talk about the foundation below, but above the foundation, there are forty or fifty thousand in this war with the evil sect, and there are still more than 30,000 after removing the loss.

If it really starts, even if these old monsters are strong, it is impossible to fight against tens of thousands of monks who have built more than a foundation with their own strength.

"Are you threatening us?" Senior Feng, who had been silent, suddenly said coldly.

Just as he opened his mouth, a strong cold aura spread, making people shudder.

Many Xuanmen monks involuntarily took a few steps back, but it was still difficult to hide the horror in their hearts.

Ye Haochuan once faced a god like Hu Ji, and he can be regarded as well-informed, but when he faced his predecessors, he still felt a little worried in his heart.

"Senior Feng, you misunderstood! I didn't mean to threaten you, I just wanted to say, maybe our Xuanmen can help you kill those strange beasts and subdue the secret realm. Ye Hao had a smile on his face, but his tone of voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

Senior Feng frowned slightly, Ye Hao seemed to be softening on the surface, but in fact he did not retreat at all, this meaning is obvious, if you forcibly ask Ye Haochuan, just wait for a full-scale war with my Xuanmen.

For Yang Sen Ye Hao, Senior Feng has not yet put it in his eyes, but for tens of thousands of monks who have built a foundation or more, he is still quite jealous in his heart.

Besides, he didn't come with the crowd this time to fight with the Xuanmen.

"It's nothing if you don't give it to this kid!" Senior Feng suddenly spoke, "As long as you give us the Second Shock Metaverse of your Ancient Martial Sect to live in to make up for our losses in the Secret Realm, I won't care about this matter!"

"What, you are a lion with a big mouth!" As soon as Senior Feng's words fell, a Xuanmen monk shouted angrily.

The Second Earthquake Metaverse is the headquarters of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect and the most important base of the Xuanmen. This senior opened his mouth to shake the Metaverse, obviously wanting to dig the foundation of the Xuanmen.

Ye Hao's face changed slightly, and he said in a condensed voice: "Senior Feng, you are the oldest here, and I, as a junior, naturally respect you." But your request is too ......."

Senior Feng's face changed slightly, and he said: "You people from the Xuanmen have made our world gone, shouldn't you give us a world of the same level as compensation?

"It's true that the formation was broken by my grandson, but it was also caused by the persecution of the people in your secret realm, how can it be completely blamed on my grandson?"

Ye Hao didn't give up for half a step, and said, "Besides, those formation bases have existed for an unknown number of years, and they must have already been seriously damaged. Even if my grandson doesn't break it, it may not last many more years. You want to put all the blame on my grandson, but it's unfair!"

"You're a strong word!" Senior Feng suddenly took half a step, and suddenly the momentum around him spread like a flood.

Ye Hao felt the pressure double, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

The strength of this predecessor is too strong, several times higher than that of Elder Meng.

However, at this time, he knew that he could not retreat, and once he retreated, he would lose all his bargaining chips in subsequent negotiations.

He clenched his teeth and tried to control his body from instinctively backing down. Although the whole process was very hard, his expression was as if nothing had happened.

"Senior Feng, don't you want to suppress people with power?" Ye Haochuan, who had not spoken much, suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Senior Feng couldn't help but glance at Ye Haochuan, his eyes were full of surprise.

At this time, Ye Haochuan didn't seem to be affected by the momentum of his predecessors at all, and his face was light and light.

"How is it possible? Even Ye Hao can barely support himself under this coercion, this kid actually seems to be a nobody?" Senior Feng looked at Ye Haochuan and said secretly in his heart.

In his eyes, he could naturally see that Ye Hao was really calm, but Ye Haochuan really didn't react.

The next moment, he suddenly saw Ye Haochuan's feet, a circle of formation patterns flickering, and then he understood the key.

But even so, it was difficult to hide the shock in his heart. What kind of formation is this, which can make a little ant in the early stage of the Yuan Infant reach a level that is stronger than Ye Hao?

The technique of their family inheritance is the formation, and he has studied the formation for hundreds of years, but even so, he can't think of any formation that will be so powerful.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but look at the feet of the others in the Xuanmen. This look made his brow furrow even tighter.

Just now, he believed that he was strong, and he didn't pay attention to this group of ordinary monks. Now at a glance, I found that the group of people from Xuanmen had a formation similar to Ye Haochuan under their feet.

Although they don't seem to be as powerful as Ye Haochuan, with the blessing of this formation, their strength has also improved.

Senior Feng frowned and looked at Ye Hao again, and found that Ye Hao did not have this formation under his feet. If Ye Hao blessed this formation, I don't know how strong it would be.

Thinking of this, a trace of resolution had risen in the hearts of Senior Feng, and there must be no real conflict with Xuanmen, otherwise these people in the secret realm would definitely fall into the hands of Xuanmen.

However, although he thought so in his heart, there was no expression on his face.

"You kid don't have a flamboyant tongue with me, my secret realm was destroyed by you, shouldn't you get some compensation?" Senior Feng looked at Ye Haochuan and said coldly.

"Fang just said that this incident was caused by the Gu family, and I didn't mean to destroy the formation foundation. We can indeed make amends, but we can't still let your lions open their mouths, right?" Ye Haochuan said without fear.

Ye Hao also took the opportunity to say: "Haochuan is right, we are willing to compensate, but you can't say as much as you want." There are only 8,000 of you, and it would be a waste of resources to ask for a dimensional world.

In this way, you can go to the Sub-Earthquake Metaverse and choose a random city as a base, how about it?"

"Ye Hao, you little bastard, is a dimensional world and a city the same concept? You are so insincere, I don't think there is any need to talk about this negotiation, just kill you, I think there is anyone else in this Xuanmen who can stop us......" Meng Lao suddenly became angry, even if he wanted to do it.

"Stop!" Senior Feng suddenly shouted.

Although Meng Lao had a hot temper, in front of his predecessors, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and retreated stupidly.

Senior Feng turned his head to look at Ye Hao and said, "It's not impossible to give only one city, but I still have one request!"

(End of chapter)