The cynicism followed, and Liu Zhengyang was a little angry.

These powerful people may work together when dealing with the Demon God Temple, but they will show their true colors after the people in the Demon God Temple retreat.

Liu Zhengyang, the inside story about Tiannan Province, doesn't believe that these people don't know at all. The current cynicism is likely to be the dark hand hidden behind the scenes!

Anyway, he can't persuade!

"You guys are telling a joke, what about Tiannan Province, we will see the result of the National Rookie Contest in half a year later!"

Liu Zhengyang glanced at the crowd faintly, and said.

"Hey! National Rookie Contest? Is it possible that your Tiannan Province still has an attempt to do this? What is the impact of participating or not participating in the bottom of each year?"

"It's a pity, after the Withered Wood Taoist, the entire Tiannan Province has become like this!"

"The four old things of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are no longer of any use. I think the proposal just now is good. How about dividing this day into southern provinces!"

After these people listened to Liu Zhengyang's words, they mocked even louder.

"What are you guys that are worthy of Tiannan Province?"

Dialect Bin walked out of the tomb with a sneer.

The others also ended their retreat.

After all, the movement of the snake attacking the ancient tomb was so loud that it naturally awakened them from their cultivation.

Originally thought there would be a big battle, who thought that there was no movement outside suddenly, everyone waited for a while before they walked out of the tomb under the leadership of Jiang Xueqin.

Just as soon as I came out, I heard everyone's cynicism against Liu Zhengyang. Can this be tolerated?

Of course I can't bear it!

"Don't Tiannan Province even have any rules?"

Liu Zhengyang knows very well that these people are all powerful and powerful people in the surrounding provinces. After offending these people, life in Tiannan Province will be even more sad.

Little intolerance leads to chaos. Although he is strong enough now, the overall strength of Tiannan Province is indeed far from that of other provinces.

But this situation will soon improve.

The first is that the aura antiques in the ancient tombs will allow dialect, Lin Xuan, and Xi Samo to advance to the Three Ways or to stabilize the Three Ways of cultivation, so that even if the strength of the younger generation is weak, it will not be bad. Too much.

Besides, there is still half a year to prepare. With the resources of Tiannan Province, Liu Zhengyang is confident that these people will become leaders of the younger generation!

And the source of this confidence is the Withered Wood Fengchun Jue handed down by the Withered Wood Taoists!

"Yan Bin!"

Liu Zhengyang scolded: "You all come from afar. I am naturally grateful to come to help me on behalf of Tiannan Province. If you have any dissatisfaction, we will see you in half a year!"

"Liu is in charge, but I want to see where Liu's confidence comes from. For half a year, I can afford it! I only hope that Liu will be so tough when he is in charge!"

"I'll wait and see!"

Everyone ridiculed again, Liu Zhengyang's expression remained unchanged, but the other popular clenched their fists fiercely.

They are all four new families in Tiannan Province, so being humiliated by others obviously hurts their self-esteem.

But in all fairness, people have ironic capital, the reason is that their own strength is too poor, and we must work hard in the future!

Everyone in Tiannan Province is in the same hatred and hatred, and the others are looking bored and plan to leave.

But some people want to stand up and brush their presence.

"We want this rabbit demon!"

The face of the drunk Taoist changed slightly, and it was Elder Wang from the black market auction.

Elder Wang is a bit acid and mean, and he clearly wants to step on the face of Tiannan Province when he speaks. On the other hand, he can also catch Maotu back to receive the reward.

Anyway, Liu Zhengyang is just a mere pinnacle, and other people hold their own identities, he doesn't care!

He cares more about rewarding money!

"Which are you?"

Liu Zhengyang glanced at him and asked indifferently.

"Black market auction, Wang Shuo!"

Elder Wang spoke proudly.

"Oh, you can get out of here!"

Liu Zhengyang nodded faintly, then spoke.

Wang Shuozheng glared at Liu Zhengyang with a smug look on his face, but it was these words who wanted to wait!

"What did you say?"

Wang Shuo's expression was completely gloomy, and his gloomy eyes fixed on Liu Zhengyang.

"I said you can get out! Deaf? The black market auction will dare to come and talk to me in Tiannan Province, don't forget your identity!"

Liu Zhengyang is now in charge of Tiannan Province. If he even fears the black market auction, then he may really be unable to hold his head up in Tiannan Province in the future!

Besides, after this period of recovery, although Liu Zhengyang has not reached his peak state, he has a certain amount of capital under the blessing of the Dead Wood Fengchun Jue.

The Five Dao Demon Kings are gone, and you still have an old thing that talks yin and yang?

"Haha! Good! Very good!"

Wang Shuo is really going to explode now.

The last time I came here, I was stunned by the kid called Fang Yanbin, and now it's Liu Zhengyang's turn. What if he has no temper?

"Today, this demon must belong to my black market auction! How can the old man come back empty-handed when he comes twice?"

Those who had already planned to leave stopped.

Black market auctions and Tiannan Province on the bar? This is also a good thing for them.

Although they were talking bad things about the four old men, Meilanzhuju, but they were also very clear in their hearts that if Liu Zhengyang had no skills, the four would never give Liu Zhengyang the identity of the master.

But where is Liu Zhengyang's confidence?

They also saw the injuries of the Sky-Swallowing Demon King when they arrived.

But they didn't think of Liu Zhengyang. After all, Liu Zhengyang was fighting the snake at the time, and it was Qing Yunzi who faced the Sky-Swallowing Demon King!

This taciturn Taoist priest who doesn't say a word and doesn't see any expression beside him!

The most important thing is that everyone has the insight and can tell the identity of the other party, the Taoist priest of Xiyunguan!

It is not uncommon to have the strength to repel the Demon King.

As for Liu Zhengyang, it's different.

When fighting with the snakes, they were obviously at a disadvantage, and they couldn't understand this kind of strength.

All that can be said about this is that they came too late and did not see the wonderful place.

But now it's alright, Wang Shuo took the initiative to help them test the water, and they were naturally happy to watch the excitement.

"I'm pooh! Have a face!"

Dialect Bin had long been suffocated, and now he heard Wang Shuo's words, he suddenly slobbed and ridiculed.

"I don't have the ability to let the people of the Demon Temple escape, and now I still want the loot, what about the face? The people at the black market auction are this virtue?"

"Ashamed!"

Feng Er made a knife on the side, the drunken Taoist's complexion changed drastically, and Wang Shuo's face was even more gloomy and terrifying.

"I have seen you not pleasing to your eyes a long time ago, and today I will let you know what it means to be elder and inferior!"

Wang Shuo raised his hand and threw it towards Dialect Bin without any reservation.

Dialect Bin at this time was just the pinnacle of the Second Dao. Although Qi Jin was a bit special, the difference in strength was too great.

But in the face of Wang Shuo's attack, he did not retreat in the slightest.