"Oh my God! This scarface is amazing! The tigers were all knocked down. ”

"Scarface is not easy to mess with! ”

"It's so brutal that everyone's arms are broken. In the future, it would be better to provoke Scarface less. The crowd gathered outside the Tiger Leader's prison looked at the group of warriors who were wailing in pain, and they all whispered. And the name of Scarface, with the fall of the tiger, became famous in this cell area.

Leng Feng led Wan San and the others and did not return to his cell. Take a walk around the area. As long as they saw that there were many wooden barrels containing food in the cell, they immediately sent people in to snatch them. With the power of the fierce tiger, these cells did not dare to make the slightest resistance.

Such a scene made Wan San and the others burst into tears with excitement. One by one, they straightened their backs and raised their chests high. The fox rushed into the cell and plundered the barrels. Those strong men who show off their martial arts on weekdays showed flattering smiles one by one, and no one dared to say a word.

In the end, Leng Feng grabbed seven or eight wooden barrels, and returned to the cell surrounded by Wan San and the others.

At Leng Feng's suggestion, these Wan San and the others, who showed admiration on their faces, ate and drank in large gulps. As for the rest of the barrels, they were set aside according to Leng Feng's instructions.

After Wan San and the others had eaten and drunk enough, Leng Feng waved his hand over Wan San and said in a low voice: "You are most familiar with this piece of prison. Call me some of the strongest magicians and warriors. ”

Wan San looked suspicious, he couldn't understand what Leng Feng was going to do, but he didn't ask sensibly. With a few people, he strode out. After a while, more than a dozen flesh-and-blood magicians, as well as eight warriors including the tiger, walked into the cell.

Wan San walked forward quickly and said respectfully: "Lord Scarface, these guys are all Holy Demon Masters, masters of the Martial Venerable Realm. The little ones are called to you. ”

Leng Feng nodded, looking at the suspicious crowd and the faint anger on the tiger's face. Said coldly: "Listen, in this cell area, if you want to live well and don't have any accidents, you will obediently obey my orders, understand?"

This group of magicians nodded again and again, after all, Scarface's prestige, these people have all witnessed it with their own eyes. Although the tiger is a martial artist, after being imprisoned and cultivated, he can't release his fighting skills, and his strength can be compared with Leng Feng, but his fighting skills are too far behind. can only give in helplessly.

"Very well, eat this food, and whoever submits to me will have a full meal in the future. Leng Feng pointed to the rest of the barrels and said lightly.

In the crowd, an elderly magician, after listening to Leng Feng's words, asked suspiciously: "Master Leng, it's nothing for us to obey you? But what benefits can you get? In the sinkhole, there is nothing more precious than food." ”

"Yes, magicians are not better than warriors, their bodies are weak, and the fastest to die here is the magician. The group of magicians nodded again and again, and even a farmer could defeat a magician who had been imprisoned in his cultivation. Under heavy hard labor, although the mage is able to mine with limited magical power. But not having the capital to compete for food has always been a big problem for magicians. Many magicians starved to death because they had no food.

Leng Feng smiled and said, "As long as you surrender to me, are you still afraid that you won't be able to eat?"

The old magician's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he said lightly: "Please also ask Leng Ye to inform your purpose, I don't believe that in this sinkhole, there are people who are willing to use food to support us magicians who are no different from wasters." ”

The man looked like the head of the magician, he didn't eat the barrel's food, and the rest of the magicians were motionless, looking like a vita horse.

Leng Feng's eyes were as bright as stars, and he looked at the past fiercely. He said coldly: "I remember that it is not easy for you to cultivate, so I especially pity you, as long as you swear allegiance to me, there is food! If you are willing to starve to death, then I didn't say it." Wansan, send me a guest. ”

Wan San scolded with an angry face: "You guys who don't know what to do, don't get out quickly." Leng Ye took pity on you, but he didn't appreciate it. , get rolled. The rest of the prisoners in the cell also shouted and cursed. As for the warriors such as the tigers, after having sworn allegiance, they scrambled for food from the barrels. For these strong warriors, the hard labor of the sinkhole requires a large amount of food to ensure physical strength and not be eliminated.

The magician turned his head to look at the group of scrawny brothers behind him, and his brow furrowed. Although he knew in his heart that Leng Feng must have ulterior motives in doing this, these brothers really couldn't hold on. Many people have not eaten for more than ten days.

Looking up at the sky, the magician said helplessly: "Master Leng, no matter what your purpose is, when we reach this realm, we can only compromise. I hope you don't bring us a disaster. ”

"Don't worry, following me is definitely the wisest choice you have made in your life. A smile appeared on Leng Feng's cold face. Grab some barrels, and the magicians swarmed up. Gobbled it up.

I don't know how long these people haven't eaten, and one by one they are like starving ghosts reincarnated. Leng Feng was dumbfounded, he didn't expect these powerful magicians to be so embarrassed. It was really beyond my expectations.

After drinking and eating, these magicians and warriors were sent away by themselves. Leng Feng looked at the powerful martial venerable Tiger, felt the terrifying aura of the other party, and said lightly: "Tiger, you used to be the boss of this cell, and you must know a lot of strong people. Contact them and tell them I'm going to form a sinkhole alliance. Anyone who joins will be given a full amount of food. But the warrior must reach the Martial Venerable, and the magician must be the Holy Magister. Got it?"

The tiger was stunned for a moment, a sense of horror appeared on his face, and he exclaimed: "Master Leng, if you really do this, God knows how many people will starve to death by then." The food distributed by the jailers was limited. "I know very well how much food a warrior needs to consume in order to be fed, and under the current heavy hard labor.

"Do as I say, you don't have to worry about the food problem. Leng Feng shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, Master Leng. The tiger was unhappy for a while, but he didn't expect Leng Feng to be a ruthless person. But he has already pledged allegiance to this person in the name of the Martial God, and he can only act according to orders.

In the middle of a sinkhole, there is no such thing as alternating day and night. Only the magic lamps on the walls of the surrounding caves flickered with a dim light. Leng Feng was still asleep when he was woken up by a noisy footsteps.

A male duck grabbed at his throat and yelled, "You lowly slaves, fucking get out of here and go to work." If you can't complete today's task, Lao Tzu will take your skin. ”

One by one, the prisoners were pushed by the jailers and walked quickly along the passage. Leng Feng was mixed with the flow of people, and after a while, he came to a mine. The air inside was scorching, and the men were sweating profusely before they could do their work. The criss-crossing mines, from time to time, jailers shouting and cursing prisoners, enter it.

Leng Feng followed the flow of people and came to a work place. The crowd, including Wan San, all picked up magic hoes in sweat and swung them towards the extremely solid cave wall with all their might. In the splash of sparks, the sound of tinkling is endless.

Leng Feng casually picked up a magic hoe and walked towards the cave wall. Seeing this, Wan San hurriedly strode over and said in a low voice: "Master Leng, you are our leader, let's do these rough work for you! ”

Leng Feng was stunned for a moment, looked at Wan San's flattering smile, and nodded slightly. Walk to the side. As for the overseer, he naturally ignored all this. As long as these people complete the tasks of the cell, he will not care who does the work or does not work?

Leng Feng lay comfortably on the ground, watching his subordinates sweat and dig desperately. Because they were well fed and drunk, they all worked hard. The overseer on the side also rested against the wall.

Leng Feng remembered that these overseers all had immunity beads on their bodies that were free from being imprisoned by the magic circle, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart. His eyes burned as he looked at the overseer. Seeing that this person was sleeping in a daze, he hurriedly urged the power of his soul and quickly summoned a necromancer. With a wave of his staff, he unleashed a slumber spell at the overseer, and before the magic could hit, he was put into the divine space by Leng Feng. This scene was done unconsciously and lightning fast.

Fortunately, in addition to not being able to use magic and fighting energy, this soul power is not affected. Otherwise, I'm afraid that I won't be able to communicate with the war servants in the god space at all.

How did this overseer think that under the cover of large imprisoning magic, he would be attacked by magic. Without any defense, he was hit by a stobering technique. After a while, I was already asleep.

Leng Feng's terrifying soul power swept out, enveloping the overseer and submerging into the divine space like lightning. What awaits this person, in addition to being deprived of the immunity bead, will also become the war servant of a certain necromancer in the space of the gods.

Among these prisoners, only Wan San, who was the strongest, sensed a trace of magic fluctuations and the casting of soul power. Despite the horror in his heart, Wan San didn't make any moves. I didn't look back even more. It's still desperately mining. It's just that the look in his eyes gradually brightened.

Leng Feng, who was bored, lay on the ground and fell asleep. After a while, there were soul fluctuations in the sea of consciousness. "Master, this overseer is already under my control, and the immunity bead is already in my hands. ”

Leng Feng stood up quickly and strode towards a corner where no one was around. The power of the soul swept out, quickly found the overseer in the god space, and summoned it with lightning speed.

The overseer only felt a flower in front of him, and looked at the man in front of him, and his heart was full of awe and surrender. Then he said respectfully: "Master......"

"Very good, find an opportunity to collect immunity beads for me, the more the better. Leng Feng said lightly.