"Who are these guys?"
Lu Ming asked curiously.
Those five young men and women actually needed to be accompanied by the head of the king and others.
"Don't open your mouth if you don't understand!"
It wasn't Han Ziling who spoke, but the young man of the Seventh Layer of the Divine Sovereign.
This person's name is Qi Ping, and he is the number one master among the young generation of Fengdu Sword Sect, even better than Han Ziling, Wang Changke and others.
He glanced at Lu Ming coldly, and continued: "If you don't have knowledge, don't speak indiscriminately, and be careful to cause a big disaster for yourself. Those arrogances are all foreign aid invited by the head and others. Born from a powerful race on the prehistoric race list, and it's not an ordinary race, the ranking is at least within the top 3,000!"
"It turned out to be foreign aid!"
Lu Ming whispered something, without even looking at Qiping.
"This kid..."
Seeing that Lu Ming dared to ignore him, a cold light flashed in Qi Ping's eyes.
He is the number one arrogance of the Fengdu Sword Sect, with a promising future. When the disciples of the Fengdu Sword Sect see him, which one is not respectful, and Lu Ming, a disciple who appeared out of nowhere, dares to ignore him. It seems that this is humiliating him.
Of course, his own tone was not kind, and it was right for him to scold Lu Ming.
"Hmph, you will regret it if you dare to ignore me!"
Qi Ping snorted coldly in his heart, then looked at the five foreign aid Tianjiao, immediately put a smile on his face, greeted him, smiled all over his face, clasped his fists and said: "Little brother Qi Ping, I have seen Brother Han, Yan Yan Bro..."
Um!
Those five young men and women glanced at Qi Ping casually, gave a faint grace, and didn't take Qi Ping into their eyes at all.
In their eyes, a mere so-called genius of the Fengdu Sword Sect is vulnerable.
If Fengdu Sword Sect hadn't spent a lot of money to invite them, they wouldn't bother to come here.
Belittled by the five foreign players, Qi Ping still had a smile on his face, nodding and bowing like a slave.
"What a shame!"
Han Ziling snorted coldly, her face was a little ugly.
Fengdu Sword Sect's number one arrogance, doing so made Fengdu Sword Sect as a whole feel ashamed.
"Qi Ping, you step back!"
Head Wang couldn't stand it any longer and said a word.
"Sect Leader, it's okay, I'll accompany Brother Han and the others!"
Qi Ping had the cheek to hold back.
In his opinion, this is a rare and good opportunity, as long as he can make friends with the arrogance from these big clans, then he will have a smooth career in the future.
Seeing this, Sect Master Wang's face darkened.
"alright!"
The head of the king said something, which attracted everyone's attention.
"The resource covenant will be held in three days. Each faction will send sixteen Tianjiao to participate in the competition. The ones sent by me, the Fengdu Sword Sect, are you!"
"The resource covenant is related to the resources of the Fengdu Sword Sect for a long time in the future, and it is related to the development of the sect, so this time, you must do your best to win glory for the sect!"
"I will wait and do my best!"
Han Ziling and others shouted loudly.
The five foreign aid Tianjiao just looked at it lightly, with a touch of disdain and sarcasm in their eyes.
In their view, Fengdu Sword Sect will rely on them for this resource covenant.
Relying on Fengdu Sword Sect itself? The highest is only the seventh level of the gods? What's the use
Of the five of them, the one with the lowest level of cultivation is the Eightfold Divine Sovereign.
"Okay, let's go!"
Head Wang announced.
The place where the resource covenant was held this time was on a planet called Hangu.
Hangu Star, the alliance city, is the place where every resource alliance is held.
After they arrived, there was still one day before the resource covenant would start. They lived in a vast palace, which was the residence of the Fengdu Sword Sect in the alliance city.
The League City is very prosperous. When Lu Ming and Han Ziling came here for the first time, they naturally wandered around. They returned to their place of residence in the evening, but they were blocked by several people.
It is those five foreign aid Tianjiao.
Now, Lu Ming already knew which races these five foreign aid Tianjiao came from.
Two of them are from the Sacred Heart Clan.
The Sacred Heart Clan ranked 1790th in the Prehistoric Ten Thousand Clans List.
There are also three people from the Purple-Eyed Golden Goose Clan, ranking 1930 on the list of prehistoric peoples.
They are all races within the top 2,000, well-known in the prehistoric universe, with powerful race talents and arrogance like clouds.
Among the five people, there is one god-lord Yachong, three god-lords Jiuchong, and a young man from the Sacred Heart Clan with quasi-emperor-level cultivation.
This kind is not an ordinary quasi-emperor, but a quasi-huang Tianjiao, with a very powerful combat power. This person's name is Han Feng.
Han Feng looked at Han Ziling with a ray of hot light.
"Miss Ziling, what a coincidence, we are going to drink and eat, why don't we go together!"
Han Fengdao, with a pair of evil eyes, scanned Han Ziling unscrupulously.
Han Ziling is very beautiful, but she has a heroic spirit, which makes people have a desire to conquer.
Han Ziling's face darkened, feeling uncomfortable being watched.
"Sorry, I'm tired and want to go back and rest!"
Han Ziling said.
Obviously, this is just an excuse to evade, will Shenjunjing get tired easily
Sure enough, Han Feng's face darkened.
"Han Ziling, what do you mean? Do you think we are fools? Tired, hehe, Brother Feng asked you to eat to give you face, don't give shame, you know, your head, in front of us, It is also polite!"
On the side, another young man from the Sacred Heart clan shouted coldly.
Han Ziling's face was also shocked and ugly, the other party was the arrogance of a big race, she couldn't afford to offend her.
But Han Feng obviously has bad intentions towards him, she absolutely doesn't want to go with Han Feng, otherwise it will be more dangerous.
"Sorry, Miss Ziling has agreed to go to dinner with me, you are late!"
Lu Ming interjected.
Suddenly, several cold eyes looked at Lu Ming with disdain and warning.
"Boy, do you have a brain problem, or do you not know how to praise? Get out of here!"
Another young man from the Sacred Heart clan drank coldly.
As for Han Feng, although he didn't speak, his eyes were very cold.
If it's an ordinary person, it's time to appreciate it now.
But Lu Ming didn't know how to flatter him.
"Miss Ziling, let's go, I will cook a banquet for you myself!"
Lu Ming ignored Han Feng and the others, smiled at Han Ziling, and then walked towards the gate.
Han Ziling understood and hurriedly followed.
"Boy, you are courting death!"
Another young man from the Sacred Heart Clan shouted coldly, burst out with icy murderous intent, and rushed towards Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold, and he was about to make a move.
"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient!"
With a flash of figure, Sect Leader Wang appeared and quickly stopped several people.
With the Emperor here, they naturally couldn't move their hands.
"Master Wang, this is the disciple of your Fengdu Sword Sect. You are so rampant and arrogant!"
Han Feng said coldly.
Head Wang gave a wry smile in his heart. Unexpectedly, before the resource covenant started, Lu Ming and Han Feng would face each other.
He didn't want to offend these two people.