When the helicopter landed at the airport, Feng Hao noticed a detail, that is, no matter which country the powerful man was from, it seemed that China sent a plane to pick him up.

In other words, China is very strong now.

Even during special periods, foreign aircraft are completely prohibited from appearing in Chinese airspace.

However, so far, the land of mist has only appeared in China, and the increase in land area has only appeared in China.

Feng Hao and the top Chinese bosses were drinking tea in the airport maintenance shed, watching the strong men from foreign countries get off the plane.

There are men and women among them, and they all have very tough temperaments, just like those sexy and sexy girls in foreign blockbusters.

Wearing a vest gives you a sense of dominance and dignity.

Feng Hao now has a different look and no one can recognize him, while Yang Jian and the big black dog are playing in the hangar in harmony.

"Hello!"

The twenty or so foreign warriors, after getting off the plane, were divided into several factions and formed their own teams, but they still had to Say hello to China’s top brass.

"You are very fast. Sit down and rest first, and move around freely. After everyone from the other alliance countries has arrived, take a plane to the entrance."

The old man said Speaks fluent English.

Feng Hao chuckled and said that with his brain capacity, even the powerful gods can communicate normally. These so-called foreign languages ​​​​have no difficulty for him at all.

Many strong foreign women noticed Feng Hao next to the old man and were very curious about Feng Hao’s identity and that he could actually sit at the same table with the old man.

Moreover, they could feel that Feng Hao did not have any stage fright.

"General, who is this?"

A strong man from Country E asked curiously.

He has a well-proportioned figure and is wearing a retro Earl's clothing. He seems to have a layer of powder on his face, and he is so fair that you can see the blood vessels under his skin.

The young man seemed to be very interested in Feng Hao and even licked his lips.

"Vampire?"

Feng Hao smiled, this guy was very brave, he actually regarded him as prey, think about it, even though he hid his cultivation Changed appearance.

But the temperament deep inside cannot be changed.

This vampire from Country E believed that sucking Feng Hao’s blood would enable him to evolve. This feeling was still very strong, so he asked directly.

The old man smiled and motioned to Feng HaoStand up and introduce yourself.

“You can call me Feng Haoran.”

Feng Hao said Daodao smoothly, and he also came up with the name suddenly.

Just like others know that his name is Feng Hao, then what? How could that happen?

It just so happens that his name is Feng Haoran.

"It's a very Chinese-style name. I like it very much. My name is Vladimir..." The strong man from country E bent down to carry his luggage.

Very aristocratic.

There are many strong counts like him, four or five of them, all vampire families.

“A group of bats.”

The strong man from Country

"Werewolf!"

Feng Hao glanced at this group of people and immediately knew their origins. Werewolves and vampires were old enemies.

The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, and it is also because this is the country of China, so they can restrain themselves.

If I met him elsewhere, I would definitely fight him non-stop.

The strong men from other countries could not help but chuckle, looking like they were watching a good show.

“A bunch of filthy beasts!”

Vladimir chuckled, looking quite noble.

Ouch!

Hair suddenly grew on the backs of the werewolves, and a powerful aura filled the air, and they were about to transform into a duel.

"Do you want to be disqualified? What you represent behind your back is not yourselves, but a country!"

The old man from the Chinese official said.

Although he was an ordinary person, the weight of every word he spoke was obviously very significant. The werewolves immediately calmed down and the aura dissipated.

　Da da da!

Then three helicopters flew in at the same time and landed on the tarmac. Then dozens of people jumped out of the plane. One of the planes was a Chinese powerhouse.

There are only five people.

They are all monks with relatively high talents, not strangers.

Feng Hao knew that these five people were the elites among the elites selected by the whole country of China, and they were the ones who wanted to take the lead.

In fact, Feng Hao also had a rough idea of ​​what Su called the Mistland League this time.

The country couldn't control him, so it wanted to cultivate a few powerful people.

This time he said he was participating in the league to win the championship, but presumably he was only protecting the safety of these five people, and at the same time he was shouldering the blame of the coach.

“What a shrewd person.”

Feng Hao smiled.

He is interested in the Land of Mist, so he doesn’t care about protecting a few Chinese people. In fact, he also hopes that China will have their own top experts.

Rather than being a disciple of any major ancient clan.

In the final analysis, these are all false.

"Hello, a member of our Dragon Group, I am Long Bufan."

"Long Feifan."

"Long Jiu."< br />
“Long Shiyi.”

“Long Buer.”

The five people first saluted the old man, then faced Feng Hao, and After walking the dog, Yang Jian introduced himself.

"Feng Haoran."

Feng Hao nodded, his expression very calm.

"Yang Jian..."

Yang Jian also introduced himself.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the geniuses of the dragon group tried their best to suppress their laughter, and their faces turned red.

This name... is really confusing.

Who in China doesn’t know who Yang Jian is, but he is Erlang Shen.

The five of them couldn't help but look at Yang Jian's eyebrows. They all smiled knowingly. They didn't have a third eye, they just had the same name.

But they couldn’t help but think divergently, guessing that Yang Jian’s parents must be long-time fans of Erlang Shen, otherwise, the name would not be so willful.

Subsequently, people from other countries came to report one after another. The number of people was already clearly checked at the national gate, and the confirmation was very fast this time.

Feng Hao was also among these people, and he paid special attention to the strong men in the capital of country M. They were all very fierce beings.

With the help of his induction, Feng Hao felt that there must be a descendant inside.

It is also the so-called messenger of Heavenly Father.

Such people are indeed very powerful. Feng Hao once killed a heavenly war god, and it seemed that he had offended the heavenly father of the heavenly protoss at that time.

In fact, he is just the Lord of the Gods.

Whether it was in the past or now, Feng Hao actually didn’t take it seriously.

After all the number of people are confirmed, the accurateHe was about to set off for the entrance to the misty land. As he was leaving, the old man winked at Feng Hao.

Feng Hao sent a message: "You should be thankful that you succeeded in impressing this emperor..."

"Yeah!"

The old man couldn't help but Being young again, he clenched his fists and was excited. He knew that if Feng Hao agreed, he would definitely be able to do it.

Then he told several people in the Dragon Group to follow Feng Hao’s arrangements no matter what. This was an order.

Then... all ninety-seven people from the Alliance boarded the transport plane and headed directly to an entrance to the Land of Mist...

The new world has opened its door. .