Yin Lan was a step too late, and he couldn't save the members of the patrolling team, so he raised his head sharply and stared at the people on the boat, his eyes were cold.

"There were eight of them. Yin Lan swept his eyes, and after confirming the number of people, he sneered with a sarcastic look, and then his face sank, and he said: "The eight commanders are all out, and they really look up to me Yin Lan." ”

Those frightened and angry members of the Dragon Devouring Legion were shocked, the people on this boat turned out to be the eight commanders of the concentration camp, the eight high-ranking Spirit Venerable Overlords!

Such a terrifying force can almost sweep through the Soul Binding Secret Realm, why would he suddenly come here and find trouble with the group leader?

The big wooden boat of the concentration camp docked on the shore of the reef, and the eight people on the boat easily flew to the shore and walked towards Yin Lan, with momentum like a rainbow, majestic and majestic, step by step.

In the center, there is an old man with a round face and a collapsed nose, he has a pair of palm-sized ears, and he doesn't talk nonsense, and says in an unquestionable tone: "Yin Lan, come with us." ”

Many members recognized the identity of this old man - the Grand Commander, the head of the eight commanders of the concentration camp, a third-level inferior overlord, and ranked fifth in combat power among all the overlords in the entire Soul Binding Secret Realm!

The few people in front of him were only the three camp masters of the concentration camp and the extremely cold overlord Winter.

"Why, you want to invite me to be the camp master of your concentration camp? I'm not interested in that. Yin Lan's voice was indifferent and sneered mercilessly.

The concentration camp would come against him, Yin Lan had long predicted.

The only thing that surprised Yin Lan a little was that these eight people did not come when the aura tide came, after all, without the suppression of the aura tide, the indigenous creatures on the lake were very active, floating on the lake, even if these eight commanders had a certain probability of encountering danger to their lives.

But now it seems. These eight people were lucky, and they didn't seem to have encountered too many problems.

"Now there are more than ten hours left before the next aura tide comes, and there is some trouble. Yin Lan frowned secretly in his heart.

He had already prepared for the concentration camp before, according to Yin Lan's plan, when the tide of spiritual energy came. He was enough to deal with these eight commanders, and now the situation is a bit miscalculated.

"Look for death!"

Yin Lan's words made the faces of the eight great commanders gloomy and cold, and the round-faced and round-faced great commanders directly ordered in a deep voice: "You don't have to compete with this kid for the benefit of your tongue, do it!"

Shout!

Yin Lan urged Jin Yuan energy and flew into the air.

"Can this kid really fly?" The Grand Commander saw the scene of Yin Lan's volley flying with his own eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said loudly into the air: "Yin Lan, you have to think about it." If you fly away, these hundreds of your men will die. ”

After speaking, the Grand Commander glanced at the surrounding members, and his eyes showed cold killing intent.

"Old fellow, if you dare to touch one of my Dragon Swallowing Legions, I promise to kill ten people in your concentration camp!" Yin Lan's voice was full of evil spirit, resounding in the ears of the Eight Great Commanders: "Let's see if in the end, more people die in your concentration camp, or if there are more people killed in my Dragon Devouring Legion." ”

"You think you're able to fly. We can't help you?" a gray-haired concentration camp commander raised his head and looked at Yin Lan in the air. Sneered: "How long can you fly in the air, five hours, or ten hours? ”

Another commander said in a loud voice: "Yin Lan, you devour the lives of more than a thousand people in the Dragon Legion. It's just in your thoughts. If you come down and cooperate with us, these members of your Dragon Devouring Legion will be able to live without worry, if not, they will surely die. With the eight of us tracking, you won't be able to escape even if you can fly. The last one is going to fall into our hands, so why not give those more than 1,000 people a chance to live?"

These words are extremely heartbreaking, if Yin Lan escapes like this, no matter whether he can survive in the future or not, he will be burdened with a lifetime of guilt. Moreover, in the eyes of the Eight Great Commanders, Yin Lan will definitely not be able to escape, and volley flight also requires energy, whether it is spiritual power, or others, once Yin Lan's energy is exhausted and he cannot maintain the state of volley flight, there will be no chance.

If it was just two or three commanders to capture Yin Lan, then Yin Lan would really have a chance to escape with his ability to fly, but the eight commanders came together to track Yin Lan from different directions and encircle and suppress Yin Lan.

Because of this, the eight commanders will all be dispatched, not giving Yin Lan the slightest chance to escape.

High in the sky.

"These old health I security goods...... Yin Lan's eyes burned with anger, I have to say that the eight commanders are really calculating, which makes Yin Lan in a dilemma.

He was sure that he would fly in the air to delay time, and wait until more than ten hours later, so that the eight great commanders could taste his power, but now how to ensure the safety of the members of the Dragon Devouring Legion, as well as Ji Yinxuan and the three of them, made Yin Lan a little helpless.

Fly down first, go to the concentration camp with them, wait for more than ten hours, and then attack halfway?

Wanting to ensure the safety of other people, this is Yin Lan's only choice at present, but in this way, after more than ten hours, the difficulty of implementing the plan will increase, and the probability of success of the plan will be reduced a lot, after all, the strength of the other party is too strong, just that one third-level inferior overlord is enough to add a lot of variables to Yin Lan's plan, if he is unlucky, I am afraid that he will really be caught by the other party in the concentration camp.

Just as Yin Lan was silent and thinking anxiously, an elegant figure appeared on the turquoise blue lake below.

It was a man with white hair and black robes, and he didn't even take a boat, but flew directly over the lake.

I saw that he could cross a distance of nearly 100 meters in one step, and the moment he landed on the surface of the lake, the lake under his feet instantly froze into hard ice, allowing him to use a little force to leap nearly 100 meters again.

With this method, he is able to move on the surface of the lake at an astonishing pace.

"Why is he here!" the round-faced Grand Commander saw the figure getting closer and closer, and his face sank suddenly.

"It's the Extreme Cold Overlord!" the other commanders also recognized the identity of the figure.

"Haha, Jin Lang, why didn't you stay in the concentration camp and be your master, why did you come to Qinghu?" The white-haired and black-robed man quickly landed on the island and laughed in the direction of the Eight Great Commanders, his voice was unrestrained and uninhibited.

Jin Lang was the name of the Great Commander, his face was ugly, and he shouted: "Winter, what are you doing here? I'm doing things in the concentration camp, you'd better not interfere!"

"I can't interfere or not, this is up to you, the name of the concentration camp can bluff others, but it can't scare me into winter. Why, after I kicked a dog and ate last time, you are still not convinced? This time, even if you have the help of the other seven lords, you can't help me, you better save some effort and cultivate for decades, haha!"

Hearing Rindong's unscrupulous mocking voice, the Grand Commander Jin Lang's teeth were about to be crushed, but he knew that there was no moisture in Rindong's words, even if the eight of them were on the same page, Rin Dong could calmly retreat, and he couldn't even make Rin Dong hurt, but would lose the face of the eight of them.

At this time, the white-haired and black-robed Rindong raised his head, looked at Yin Lan who was suspended in the sky, and said, "Junior, let's make a deal, you give me a hundred gold fragments, and I will help you today, how about it?" (To be continued......)