With the promotion of Feng Yan and Yu Wenjing, the two sides reached a smooth settlement.

Xiang Chunan twisted Fang Lingqian with one hand and King Nanjin with one hand, throwing them over and returning them to the saints of the heavenly factions.

Zhang Ruochen took out a storage bag containing 3 million holy stones, threw them in the palm of his hand, and then struck one of the holy kings of the heaven faction.

"Take them to heal them."

The heavenly faction's holy king reached out to catch the storage bag, and his face suddenly changed.

The power contained in the storage bag was extremely heavy, like a giant mountain, which shocked him to take dozens of steps backwards before he could dissolve that power. Before he could calm down the writhing blood in his body, his chest was hit by a package, and he slammed to the ground.

The parcel was wrapped in a cloth mat and contained the "broken copper and iron" of Yang Xu.

Just now, regardless of whether Zhang Ruochen shot out the storage bag or kicked out the parcel, he used dark energy. On the surface, he could not see any divine power fluctuations. Just like that, a storage bag and a parcel knocked down a Holy King to the ground, and the monks around couldn't help laughing.

The Holy King, who was knocked down to the ground, grated his teeth and rose up from the ground. It is conceivable that in the near future, he will surely become a laughingstock in the eyes of monks from all circles of the truth.

Xiang Chunan gritted his teeth and said, "It's really embarrassing. We didn't do anything wrong, but we still have to pay them three million holy stones. Brother Brother, this tone in my heart is not smooth! My monk Taoist How can you be restrained by these rules? "

"Forget it, it cost three million holy stones to break the bones of the three holy kings, and their faces are gone. I think it's worth it."

After a pause, Zhang Ruochen smiled again: "Three million holy stones are only temporarily entrusted to them for safekeeping, and soon they will have to send us more holy stones."

After hearing this, Xiang Chunan's eyes narrowed, and then he laughed loudly.

On the opposite side, there are more than ten holy kings in the faction of heaven. They are more tormented and depressed than Xiang Chunan. They only feel that they have suffered the biggest loss in their lives. Come back to slaughter the two of them.

But just when they were ready to forbear and decided to retreat ...

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Ruochen beckoned to them and said, "Don't leave, everyone. I have a few treasures here, and you should be interested."

A two-step holy king wearing a blue sacred garment, snorted coldly: "Do you think that you have given us a few treasures, and you want to resolve today's grievances? To tell you the truth, today's affairs are not over."

"Yes, it's no use kneeling for mercy."

"I do n’t know what I am afraid of now? Unfortunately, everything is late! Now it ’s sealing God ’s Terrace. We have to abide by the rules of the Temple of Truth to reconcile with you. Once you leave the realm of truth and wait for you, only the disaster of the genocide and soul refine You cannot survive, you cannot die. "

These sacred kings of the heavenly faction are fearless, and they say what they want in their hearts, wanting to make Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan live in fear from now on.

Xiang Chunan's eyes were gloomy.

Zhang Ruochen still smiled and said, "You misunderstood! I'm not going to give you the treasure, but I want to sell it to you. Rest assured, my price must be fair."

"Sell?"

The holy kings of the heavenly factions were suddenly stunned and felt that the scholar of the human race opposite must be a fool.

Both parties have reached such a point, this person still wants to deal with them?

Other holy kings were staring at the stall at the feet of Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan, with glowing brilliance in their eyes.

There are actually many holy fruits and holy medicines on the stand, all of which come from Fengshentai, and have extraordinary value. If it was not for the two parties to avenge each other, some of them would really want to trade up.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It seems you have misunderstood again! I am not referring to the holy fruit and holy medicine on the table, these things must be inconspicuous in your noble status."

Just when both Yu Wenjing and Feng Yan were puzzled, Zhang Ruochen's right hand touched the inside of his sleeve and quietly found a four-winged angel from the Mercury gourd.

The four-winged beauty angel, trapped by the sacred lock, slammed and fell to the ground.

A sacred king in the heavenly faction exclaimed: "The granddaughter of the wing gods priest, King Ji Ya."

"Well."

Zhang Ruochen found the second holy king, seized the holy lock, and threw it out.

"The only son of the angel of Marotti, the King of Blue Saints"

...

A holy king prisoner of the heavenly faction was thrown out by Zhang Ruochen.

The evil against the factions in heaven should be that no monks dared to come to trade with Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan. Therefore, the two of them collected all the holy fruit and holy medicine on the ground.

On the stand, there are nine holy kings neatly arranged, all of them have amazing identities. Xiu as the highest two, has reached the four-step Holy King realm.

Such a spectacular sight shocked monks from all walks of life.

"These two people ... are too daring and want to break the sky."

"What hatred do they have with the heavenly factions?"

"The spread of this sale was enough to shake the heavenly realm. The emperor, the emperor, and even the grandson of the sun were arrested and sold as goods. They are challenging the bottom line of the heavenly faction."

...

The creatures of more than ten factions in the heavens were startled at first and couldn't believe their eyes.

It was determined that the "goods" kneeling on the floor were really King Ji Ya and King Prisoner Lan, and so on. Only then were the eyes of anger boundlessly, and every soul was shaking with anger.

Yu Wenjing and Feng Yan were also on the spot, as if they were petrochemical.

"Yes, there is an angel."

Zhang Ruochen threw out the four-winged scarlet angel inferior battle and threw it on the stall.

Xiang Chunan knew the road lightly, and immediately walked over, posing the inferior warfare in a kneeling posture, and said, "Goods, we must have goods."

In the surrounding trading park, sounds of chills rang out. I don't know how many monks were scared and numb. This scene in front of them disrupted their perception.

"There was even a four-winged scarlet angel captured? How could this be possible?" Someone exclaimed.

As long as it is a four-winged scarlet angel, it must be the guardian of the **** temple. Practice the "Blood and Martial Art" of the magic on the "Taiyi Divine Power List", each of which has amazing combat power, and encounters opponents in the same realm.

The Blood War Temple is the top force in the Western universe that dominates the world ’s paradise. Every 100 years, it will train ten four-winged scarlet angels to provide them with a steady stream of cultivation resources.

More than 50% of the four-winged scarlet angels of each generation can practice to the great sacred realm and become emperor and emperor.

It is precisely this that a four-winged scarlet angel is captured and sold out to make such a huge sensation.

"These two guys ... are they really going to drive the big world leaders of the heavenly faction crazy?"

Feng Yan knew that Zhang Ruochen had blood-stained hatred with the men and women of the heavenly factions. In doing so, he was simply provoking them, humiliating them, and venting his anger.

Zhang Ruochen's brothers, sisters, and friends all died because of heaven. How could it not be possible to return without revenge?

Feng Yan sent a message to Zhang Ruochen: "You're playing too much! You shouldn't be so brazen. The heavenly factions are strong like clouds, and they will anger them. The consequences will be serious."

"It's always been that they are provoking me, and I should provoke them once."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen said, "I have a decent mind, and I have a backward path."

To this point, Feng Yan can no longer grasp the situation. Therefore, Feng Yan sent a first-class disciple to ask him to notify Feng Xi.

Among the more than ten holy kings of the heavenly faction, one also hurried away and disappeared into the night.

With a bang, Xiang Chunan inserted a two-meter-long iron sign in front of the ten holy kings.

The iron sign reads: "Sell the King, in exchange for the Holy Fruit and Holy Medicine, the Holy Stone is also available, and the price is negotiable."

Xiang Chunan opened his throat and shouted: "Pass by, don't miss it. Believe Xiangye, you ca n’t afford to lose, you ca n’t be fooled, you can buy a house, you can protect the hospital, and you can warm the bed. This one Divine brother disciples, are you interested in buying a four-winged angel beauty? The one in the two-step Holy King Realm only needs 40 million holy stones. "

Yu Wenjing knew that there would be a big earthquake tonight, and he didn't want to get involved in this incident any more.

Xiang Chunan continued to sip, but none of the monks dared to step forward.

The Free Trade Park is very broad. In addition to the area where the stalls are set up, there are also scattered scattered ancient buildings or refinery pavilions.

Only the top 1,000 leaders of the Great World are eligible to occupy an ancient building or set up a refining tower.

The news of "selling ten holy kings", such as a gust of wind, quickly spread to those ancient buildings and refining cabinets, and surprised the leaders of the top powerful circles.

Qian Ruijie, Yinyang, Qianxing civilization ... the leaders of these top strong or ancient civilizations ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ are all standing at the top of the refiner's pavilion, looking down at the entire free trading park, want to know the heaven world How will the factions react?

A magnificent ancient temple is holding a grand holy banquet, brightly lit and laughing. On the table, there are various holy fruits that make countless holy kings salivating, and the wine glass contains the holy springs in five colors.

Headed by the heaven leader "Zhouyu", the merit temple leader "Shangziyu" and others, there are leaders of major worlds below, and some godsons and goddesses are discussing how to attack the palace in Neinan Garden Group to capture the legendary **** spring.

A holy king, rushed in, and said unclearly: "Big ... big things are bad ..."

The leader of the sky circle, Feng Jian, frowned, and said, "Cang Qing, you have already cultivated to the realm of the Holy King. Why ca n’t you keep calm when something happens? No matter how big it is, you can slowly say, do n’t lose us. The face of a monk in the sky circle. "

The sage king named Cangqing was flushed with anxiety, and said, "Sacred King Ji Ya, the King of Prison Blue, and the four-winged Scarlet Angel, Lord of the Underworld, a total of ten sage kings, were two monks of unknown origin Suppression, and ... moreover, they are trafficked as slaves. This has shaken the entire free trade park. "

Feng Jian, who was still calm, was stunned instantly.

In the temple, the world leaders and the sons and daughters of God were unable to keep calm and looked at each other, and some could not believe that such a major event had really happened.

There were only a handful of people who could stay calm.

Shang Zixi smiled slightly and said, "Cang Qing, come up and explain the whole context of the whole thing. Don't be so alarmed, how big is it?"

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