Chapter 1882 Salute

"People from the Beast Taming Sect?" The elders who were chasing Yun Qingyan and asking looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, and immediately recognized his identity.

This person is only an eighth-order high god, but the arrogance on their faces is slightly restrained.

There are also beast taming sects in Shengyuan Continent. Many sects need magical beasts and have to ask them for help.

"What's going on here?" An elder from Shanhaimen who asked Yun Qingyan if he knew the beast taming master just now looked over.

"A few days ago, our sect master of the animal taming sect, Master Zhuo Lin, who is the master of the animal taming sect, has worked hard to tame a monster at the level of a god king. He originally planned to give it to the red-clothed master as a gift, thank him The care for my sect saintess for the past few days has been accidentally lost during this period."

The beast tamer master looked indignant.

"The monster we lost is a lion monster! It's this little thief who stole our monster!"

Facing the accusation from the other party, Yun Qingyan not only was not angry, but raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

When people sit at home, disasters come from heaven, and this is what they say.

Other people's attention is not on this point.

"The chief in red takes care of your saintess?" Several elders from the upper realm looked surprised.

The Beast Taming Sect is also the top sect of the Shengyuan Continent, but the Beast Taming Sect in the Endless Sea is only a lower sect of the Upper Realm Beast Taming Sect. How can the saintess of the lower sect know the red-clothed master? A high-ranking person like Sina?

That is the character that the sect master of the Beast Taming Sect should look up to.

"Aren't you bragging?" One of the elders looked a little bad. They were all elders from the forces of Shengyuan Continent. Seeing that a lower sect in the lower realm actually climbed onto his head, he was not in a good mood.

"Hmph." The elder looked proud and held his head high, "Our Sect Master Zhuo Lin's new disciple is the bloodline left behind by the Alliance Leader of the Southern Alliance of Shengyuan Continent.

Praise to the sisters of His Highness Sifang City Spirit! "

"Wow!" Those people were in an uproar!

In fact, most of the participants in the lower world battle are some small forces that are not in the mainstream of Shengyuan Continent, or some affiliated forces of big forces.

The resources of Tianyuan Continent seem attractive, but in the eyes of the truly powerful, they are nothing, and it is not worth their efforts.

Whether it is the Southern Alliance or His Highness Sifang City, they are all well-known forces in Shengyuan Continent.

"Huh? Elders, what are you doing around there?" A light and lively voice came.

Everyone looked at the voice and saw Fu Linger in a pretty dress, a priest in red, and another woman wearing a veil.

The veiled woman's figure is soft and light, and the veil on her face adds a bit of mystery to her. Although it is not as dazzling as Fu Linger, she is also a beauty that makes people imagine.

"Your Highness!"

"Master Chief!"

Several elders saluted.

The elder of the animal taming sect saw the veiled woman, and in addition to greeting Fu Linger and the red-clothed master, he also bowed to the veiled woman, "Your Highness."

Several elders of the upper realm are unusually different.

Is that the saintess of the Beast Taming Sect?

However, compared to the identity of the next saint, everyone cares more about her other identity.

Daughter of the Confederate leader.

Yun Qingyan keenly felt the hostile gaze from the opponent.

Those eyes always made her feel a little familiar.

"What a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet some of the seeded players that His Highness Mo favored here."

The veiled woman let out a coquettish smile, revealing Yun Qingyan who was behind the group of elders.

The group of people around them leaned over and bent down, and the woman in the veil deliberately pointed it out, and Yun Qingyan, who was standing opposite the beast taming sect, looked particularly conspicuous.

The red-clothed master's cold and intimidating gaze swept across them, without any coercion, a faint aura naturally emanated.

The opponent's strength is too low, and he doesn't bother to use coercion.