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Chapter 1253: Betrayal
The Betrayal of the Saints
"You're such an ingrate! How dare you find such a grand excuse for yourself!"
Jin Ran's face was extremely gloomy as he angrily roared at Mo Qi.
If they were on the Myriad Races Continent, he could easily kill two Saint Level beginner stage experts with a wave of his hand.
However, in the Myriad Races Battlefield, where Saints reigned supreme, even Jin Ran had to take the strength of these three people seriously.
"Jin Ran, there's no need to pretend. Let me ask you, are you going to hand over the token or not?"
Mo Qi snorted coldly and shouted.
As his voice fell, the powerful auras of the four Martial Saints swept outwards. Instantly, the atmosphere in the area became extremely oppressive!
"Zhao Xuetu!"
"Mo Qi, Zhong Nian, are you rebelling?!"
Old Ling and Jin Xiannan, who were fighting with the Holy Rank Battle Spirit, had clearly sensed the activity on this side. Immediately, they cried out furiously.
However, even though they had sensed the change behind them, they were unable to escape from the Saint Grade Fighting Soul, whose strength was not inferior to theirs. In fact, the Saint Grade Fighting Soul's techniques were even more bizarre.
"If the two of you don't hand over your tokens, don't blame us for being impolite!"
The four Martial Saints merely glanced at Ling Lao and Jin Xiandan's angry shouts. When they realized that they were in a difficult situation, their gazes shifted back to Jin Ran and Yun Jun.
"This place is no longer of much use to you. You have a bright future ahead of you. I advise you to think carefully. Is it worth it to lose your lives here?"
Mo Qi swept his gaze across Jin Ran and the others. There was no longer any respect in his eyes. Instead, there was only the disdain of a Martial Saint towards ants!
If it wasn't for the forces behind them, they wouldn't even bother to look at a mere Honorable Realm expert, no matter how talented he was.
This was because these fellows did not belong to the Myriad Tribes Battlefield. They would eventually return to the Myriad Tribes Continent to develop. No matter how great their achievements were in the future, it would not affect them.
Enveloped by this aura, Yunyin and Yunlan's pretty faces became abnormally pale.
Even Yun Jun and Jin Ran, these Half-saint experts, had extremely solemn expressions.
The fact that the four of them could dominate an area in the Myriad Tribe Battle Domain meant that they had killed many people.
Under such circumstances, they didn't doubt in the slightest that if they refused, these four fellows would mercilessly kill them here and now!
"Alright, I'll give you the command medallion. However, you must not attack me!"
Jin Ran shouted in a deep voice after pondering for a moment.
Currently, Jin Xiandao was being held back by the Sacred Grade Fighting Soul and he would not be able to rescue him in a short period of time. Furthermore, these four fellows, who were eyeing him covetously, would most likely transform into ferocious beasts in the next second and mercilessly tear him apart.
Rather than having the token found after his death, he might as well take the initiative to hand it over so that he wouldn't suffer. Jin Ran clearly saw through this.
After saying that, Jin Ran took out an item from his bosom and threw it into the sky.
Swoosh!
Moreover, Jin Ran clearly had a deeper meaning. His command medallion was intentionally or unintentionally closer to Zhao Xuetu, as if he was deliberately trying to sow discord between the two sides.
However, to Jin Ran's disappointment, the four Sacred Grade experts seemed to have already seen through his intentions. Mo Qi waved his arm and the command medallion was caught in his hand.
Although Zhao Xuetu's eyes were drooling with desire, he did not make a move to snatch it from the beginning. It was clear that they had already made an agreement.
After taking the command medallion, Mo Qi and the others turned their gazes towards Yun Jun. A great pressure faintly suppressed the three women.
"You …"
Yunyin's pretty face was a little pale, but there was a strange look in her eyes as she looked at the four Sacred Grade experts. It was as if she wanted to engrave these people in her mind.
Looking at Yunyin's gaze, Zhao Xuetu frowned. A violent feeling involuntarily rose in his heart.
"I'll give it to you!"
Yun Jun's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. She seemed to have felt the killing intent in Zhao Xuetu's heart. In the end, she gritted her teeth and sighed.
Then, Yun Jun threw a command medallion to Zhao Xuetu.
"Haha, if you had done this earlier, everything would have been fine!"
Zhao Xuetu caught the command medallion in his hand and laughed.
These two command medallions were forged by the ancestors of the two clans who had forged the altar. Only by possessing them could one receive the protection of the altar!
With this item in their hands, they would be able to cultivate some Saint level experts in the Myriad Tribes Battleground! Moreover, with such a treasure, they would be able to rally many Martial Saints to their side with a single call!
Even if the Cloudspirit Clan and Golden Flame Clan were dissatisfied with them, there was nothing they could do!
"Bastards!"
Old Ling and Jin Xiandao, who were in the distance, were furious when they saw the strange situation. However, even though there were two Middle Stage Saint Grade Fighting Spirits, they were unable to divert their attention away from them!
"Haha, we'll meet again in the future!"
Zhao Xuetu and the others looked at each other with satisfaction in their eyes. Then, they laughed and prepared to fly away.
"Wait a minute!"
At this moment, Jin Ran's voice suddenly rang out.
"What? Young Master Jin Ran, do you have a problem with that? "
Mo Qi narrowed his eyes. A cold light flickered in his eyes.
At this moment, Jin Ran was no deterrent to them. If he tried to snatch back the command medallion, they did not mind having another soul in their hands.
"Haha, are you planning to leave just like that? You're really ambitious. "
Facing the contemptuous gazes, Jin Ran suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Do you know about the Thunder Demon Clan's recapture of the secret realm?"
"Hmm?"
Hearing Jin Ran's words, the four of them narrowed their eyes.
In the Myriad Tribe Battlefield, it was not uncommon for the top clans to snatch such a special area. Moreover, it was rare for them to be able to recapture it.
However, there had been a bloody massacre in the Myriad Tribe Battlefield. In that massacre, dozens of Sacred Grade Sovereigns had died!
That massacre was carried out by the Thunder Demon Clan in order to recapture the special area where the Fighting Souls were born!
It was rumored that the reason for the massacre was that a supreme talent of the Thunder Demon Clan had been humiliated. In the end, the supreme talent of the Thunder Demon Clan joined forces with several other supreme talents to tear open the space and throw hundreds of powerful Sacred Grade Sovereigns into the Myriad Tribe Battlefield.
These Saint-level experts all had their own unique skills and trump cards. Wherever they went, the Saint-level experts in the Myriad Races Battlefield were forced to retreat. In the end, they had no choice but to return the territory to the Thunder Goblin Clan.
"It seems that Young Master Jin Ran is kindly reminding us to get rid of the weeds by the roots?"
Mo Qi sneered as a cold glint flickered in his eyes. To watch a late-night welfare movie, please follow the official WeChat account: OK Movie Heaven
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