"You're Lynch, aren't you?"

After Zhao Ping saw Lynch and the others coming out of the mountain pass, he immediately greeted him.

Just when Zhao Ping verified Lynch's identity, he frowned secretly.

Zhao Ping was surprised to find that the cultivation of these people standing in front of him was completely different from the situation reported by his subordinates before.

Zhao Ping saw that Wu Mao was only a few middle-aged people who were a little older, and the cultivation was actually the same as himself, and they were all masters in the late stage of the Lingxi Realm.

As for Lynch, as well as the woman standing beside him, there was a feeling that Zhao Ping couldn't see the cultivation.

Usually, Zhao Ping spends a lot of time with Qian Biao, so even if he is only a master of the late stage of a cultivator now, he can be said to be quite familiar with the momentum of the peak master of the late stage of Lingxi Realm.

However, when Zhao Ping was facing Lin Qi and Nangong Yan at the moment, except for the faint feeling of a kind of strength pressure from the two of them, he couldn't see what kind of strength the other party was.

Could it be that they are......

Zhao Ping gasped and didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

"Do you know me?" Lynch asked as he looked at Zhao Ping as he led the group to a halt.

Lynch didn't expect that he had just walked down the Holy Dragon Mountain when he was stopped.

"I'm from the Independent Regiment. Zhao Ping looked at Lynch and said slowly.

Although the strength of Lynch's group has made Zhao Ping very frightened in his heart, he still has to pretend to be calm on the surface.

In any case, Qian Biao, the head of the Independent Regiment, is on the road with a large group of people, and Zhao Ping's task at the moment is to hold these people down before Qian Biao and the others officially arrive.

"I see. Lynch nodded knowingly. A faint smile appeared on his face: "Then what are you blocking our way now?"

"According to the rules of the Independent Regiment, every cultivator who enters the Holy Dragon Mountain to collect heavenly and earthly treasures, kill demon beasts, and obtain the Inner Dan must hand over seventy percent of the income to us as an expenditure responsible for everyone's safety. ”

"But, you don't seem to have protected us in the past few days, have you?" Lynch asked, looking at him amusedly.

"That's because nothing happened to you in the mountains. Zhao Ping said in a flat tone: "The members of our independent group have always been secretly investigating on the Holy Dragon Mountain, and once they find out that anyone is entangled by demon beasts, or encounters some other unpredictable dangers, they will immediately come to help." ”

Lynch only smiled slightly at Zhao Ping's statement and did not make any comments on it.

Since Lynch and the others went up the mountain, he really observed the movements around him attentively.

Lynch had long known that except for the fact that there were people following them from a distance when they had just entered the mountain and were about to leave the mountain, he couldn't see these people at all.

In fact, this is also very easy to explain, after Lynch and the others entered the mountain, they directly marched towards the hinterland of the Holy Dragon Mountain, with the cultivation of those few people who followed, not to mention that they couldn't keep up with their speed at all, even if they could, they would definitely not dare to follow them to continue to advance towards the depths of the Holy Dragon Mountain.

As for what Zhao Ping just threatened that someone would secretly protect everyone's safety at any time, in Lynch's opinion, this is simply nonsense, and he really doesn't bother to respond to this.

"Brother Lynch, I don't know how you have gained from entering the mountain this time? Should we calculate the benefits and then divide the part that we deserve?" Zhao Ping saw Lynch looking at him with a smile, but he didn't say anything, so he said.

"Are you sick? Did I say I was going to break up with you?" Lynch looked at Zhao Ping like he was looking at a fool, and he really felt that the other party was too whimsical.

This time in the mountain, Lynch's process of obtaining the Blue Artemisia Grass and the Red Tiger Beast Neidan was quite smooth at any time, and he also experienced the adventure of the Holy Dragon Country, but it didn't mean that everyone didn't work hard.

In the past three days, not to mention him and Wu Maocai and others, just Nangong Yan, a girl, followed everyone to Xiaoxing in the deep mountains to stay overnight, although as a cultivator, she may not feel how hard it is for such an experience, but seeing the other party pay so much, Lynch still feels very grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Based on this alone, Lynch felt that the harvest of this trip to Shenglong Mountain was very hard-won, how could he possibly take it out and share it with others.

What's more, the person he wanted to share with was simply a bandit in the cultivation world.

"Brother Lynch, I've always been kind to each other since I met you, and it's not appropriate for you to be so outspoken, right?"

Rao is Zhao Ping felt that Lynch's cultivation should be far higher than his own, and at this moment, when he saw the other party talking to him like this in front of his junior brothers, his face immediately became displeased.

"Then how do you want me to talk to you?" Lynch suddenly laughed: "Could it be that you really think that we will give you seventy percent of the profits from the harvest of the past few days?"

"Shouldn't it?"

At this moment, Lynch and the others saw a group of cultivators from the late stage of the Lingxi Realm and the peak of the late stage of the Lingxi Realm coming from somewhere.

Lynch glanced at the person in charge and found that he was a middle-aged man with a fat body, his strength was the highest among the gang, and he was a master at the peak of the late stage of the Lingxi Realm.

"Brother Lynch, this is the head of the independent regiment, named Qian Biao. ”

Seeing this scene, Wu Maocai came to Lynch's side and whispered in his ear.

Lynch looked at the menacing crowd and nodded quietly.

When Qian Biao came here with everyone, wanting Lynch and his party to make an example of them and use their fists and kicks, his face changed suddenly.

Of the people in the entire independent regiment, this Qian Biao regiment leader's cultivation is the highest.

Qian Biao, as a master at the peak of the late stage of the Lingxi Realm, of course, quickly realized that Lynch and Nangong Yan's cultivation was far above him.

This means that these two must be masters of the Spirit River Realm.

In this way, the scene is very embarrassing.

As a cultivator who is nearly middle-aged, Qian Biao certainly knows very well in his heart that the two masters of the Linghe Realm are simply the ones that the independent group cannot provoke.

For a while, Qian Biao turned his face away and glared fiercely at the little brother who went to the headquarters to report to him three days ago.

In Qian Biao's opinion, it must be his younger brother who misjudged the cultivation of Lynch and his party, which caused the dilemma at this moment.

Of course, Qian Biao would not have thought that there was another possibility, that is, his little brother was not wrong at all that day, and the cultivation of these people had only greatly improved in the past few days after entering the mountain.