Chapter 1543: Min Lord

Chapter 1543

Martial artists like them are strong no matter where they are placed, but without exception, they are willing to participate in the front of the lord of Fujian.

There is no other reason, it's just that the Fujian lord's strength steadily defeats them, and in front of the palace lord of the Holy Ming Palace, his stronghold is also a big red man!

Such characters, even if their strength is not much stronger than them, they dare not offend.

Hearing the sound of a few flattering men frantically, Lord Min couldn't help but burst into laughter!

"Hahahaha! Although you are right, but Min can have today's achievements and status, I really want to thank this Hallmaster!"

"Ok?"

"This……"

The faces of several of his men were stiff, and no one dared to respond hastily while looking at each other.

Although some people had guessed what he meant by saying this, they cautiously remained silent in order to prevent flattering on the legs of the horse.

The atmosphere on the deck of the flying boat gradually became a little dull.

"Is it weird? Humph!" Min lord noticed everyone's reaction, shaking his head and sneered.

"If he really promised to cooperate with me at the beginning, even if I had the largest net worth and many resources, wouldn't it be necessary to divide him? In this way, my net worth would have to be reduced by at least a half. You say, am I? Should he be thankful for his decision?"

When everyone heard the words, their faces relaxed, and they nodded.

"Lord Min said absolutely!"

"Huh! The surnamed Quan was the lion who opened his mouth, knocking on the lord's stick. I can't bear it instead!"

"Now, the surname Quan doesn't even have a chance to regret it!"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone shook their heads and laughed wildly, making the Min lord in front of him excited.

After being rejected by all the masters of the temple that year, he led a few capable subordinates to flee thousands of miles in anger, occupying a valley as a lord, and after several years of painstaking efforts, not only the cultivation level increased, but also his wealth became extremely rich.

In addition, he had close contacts with the Holy Underworld Palace, often paid some sacrifices, and even willingly served as a **** and vanguard, and did a lot of evil for this force, which was greatly appreciated by the Palace Lord of the Holy Underworld.

In a few years, his position in front of the Palace Master of Saint Ming Palace and a group of high-ranking officials rose. His waist became harder and harder.

Exactly half a month ago, he accidentally got the stronghold under the control of the whole hall master, and the stronghold suffered extremely heavy losses, and he had reached the point of unsustainable.

This allowed him to awaken a long-held idea while secretly crying out joy!

The defeat of the Lord of the Hall undoubtedly gave him a great opportunity, as long as he quickly replaced it, and controlled the area of ​​thousands of miles in the surrounding area, his sphere of influence could more than double!

This temptation is really hard for him to resist.

So after getting the news, he immediately drove a few of his followers and drove up in the takeoff boat.

"My lord, how far is that stronghold?" a subordinate asked intently, scanning the front.

"Alright, it's in the mountain forest ahead!"

Lord Min nodded faintly, but a faint worry flashed in his eyes.

Now, he only hopes that he is not too late and can take over this stronghold smoothly.

However, even if someone or force is the first to take the lead, he will not give up easily. For this piece of "fat" that is about to reach his mouth, he has to compete with the other party.

Rumble!

The flying boat galloped through the air, carrying everyone into the complex mountain forest.

"Arrived!"

Seeing the familiar mountain terrain, Lord Min nodded and smiled, and when he saw the empty situation in front of him, his worries couldn't help but quickly dispelled.

There is no shadow of a warrior here, it seems that he is not too late.

However, when he drove the flying boat to the top of the stronghold, his entire face became stiff, and his eyes became very gloomy!

"Unreasonable!" The Lord of Fujian gritted his teeth, his face extremely gloomy.

In his memory, this stronghold originally had about ten halls, and with the painstaking efforts of all hall owners, the scale should have increased.

But now, all he saw was a broken wall, not even a decent palace!

"Hey! How ruined so badly?"

"The surname Quan...what if it is against him?"

"It shouldn't be! Although the strength of Surname Quan is not as good as our Lord Lord, it is not much worse. In addition, there must be some helpers around him. It is said that he will not fall into this situation!"

"Humph! Originally I didn't believe that the surname Quan was gone, but seeing what I saw, I no longer doubted it!"

"Yes! As long as he has the ability to protect himself, he will never be able to watch the painstakingly managed stronghold be destroyed like this!"

Seeing the scene of fiasco over the gravel below, several black-robed warriors looked at each other, depressed.

"Damn it! The big stronghold was wiped out in one fell swoop, and the surname Quan is really a mess!"

The Lord Min's mood was obviously worse than that of them, and his expression on his face was extremely blue with gritted teeth.

He originally wanted to be able to sit back and enjoy his achievements and take over the property left after the death of the Lord of the Hall. He never expected that the main hall here was completely destroyed.

In this way, his wishful thinking naturally fell through.

And if he cleans up the ruins and rebuilds a stronghold here, he really doesn't have that kind of thought.

You know, since the fall of the Black Moon Nation, the Profound Sage organization forces within its territory can only do looting and devouring activities, but they don't have much thoughts on the so-called "construction" of these needle passes.

Besides, he came here to pick up ready-made peaches, but not to clean up the mess and restore the prosperity of the stronghold.

With this energy, he might as well find another place to stay.

"Damn it! Let Lao Tzu run for nothing!"

Looking at the ruins of the empty building below, the lord of Min cursed, and his killing intent rose.

"Lord Lord, do you have a word from your subordinates that I don't know if it is inappropriate to say it?" a pale-haired black-robed old man said cautiously.

"Say!"

Lord Min snorted and shouted without looking back.

"Although this stronghold has been completely destroyed, the surrounding forces should still be there, and our trip cannot be considered in vain!"

"Oh? You mean..." Lord Min was startled when he heard the words, turned to look at the old man, a thoughtful look of expectation flashed in his eyes.

The old man smiled triumphantly, and said, "This stronghold has been destroyed, and the surnamed Quan has been lost. Now as long as we act decisively, we can completely bring the surrounding forces into our control!"

"Well said!" Lord Min's eyes flickered, he pondered for a moment, and gradually revealed a bit of joy!

Looking at the situation, several other men immediately nodded and said yes.

"Haha, see you Elder Shan!"

"Lord Lord is wise!"