Between light and flint, Er Sikong had brought down all the monks in the Blood Dragon Hall, and abolished their cultivation.

Immediately after that, with a wave of his sleeve, a large golden light blade condensed, suspended in midair, and flew out, cutting all the chains of slaves' hands and feet.

"Thank you Master for your help."

Xuan Jingzong's disciples immediately thanked Er Sikong as soon as he was free.

On the sedan chair, the blood dragon son was very angry. In this Yuan government, there are still people who dare to oppose the blood dragon palace. Could the black-faced monk eat the bear heart leopard gall?

He pushed the two glamorous women in his hands away. The palms of the two hands gathered two red sacred air, and Shen said, "My son will meet you for a while, how much skill is there?"

"Oh!"

A more than ten-foot-long **** dragon shadow flew out, entangled in the blood dragon son, making his breath more and more powerful.

Originally, only the blood dragon prince transformed by the ninth ichthyosaur had a first-order semi-sacred power.

The semi-sacred breath will scare back the evil monks present.

"Blood Dragon Prince has even practiced the" Blood Dragon Scripture "to the seventh level. Even if he does not reach the semi-sacred realm, he can erupt into a power comparable to the semi-sacred."? A level attack, even if it is just a aftermath, can shock us to death. "

...

The disciples of Xuanjingzong were all deterred and trembling, and were quite frightened. Some of them were weaker disciples, and their bodies were soft and fell to the ground.

The blood dragon boy smiled cruelly, and hit one palm out, forming a powerful energy, destroying all the buildings on both sides of the street.

Immediately, a large blood-red fingerprint was condensed above Er Sikong's head and patted down.

Just when the blood dragon son was very proud, he saw a figure flashing before his eyes. The next moment, Er Sikong was standing in front of him.

"Oh!"

A handprint from Er Sikong hit out and hit the blood dragon son's belly.

The blood dragon son vomited his heart, flew out, and smashed the three-foot-tall sedan chair, hitting the ground in the same posture as a dog eating himself, hitting his face with blood stains, miserable.

In the other direction, Zhang Ruochen was full of breath, and blew out in a breath, blowing the blood-red handprints made by the blood dragon son into a cloud.

With Zhang Ruochen's current practice, in one breath, he can resolve the first-order semi-holy attack.

Er Sikong did not kill the blood dragon son, and retreated, seeing that Zhang Ruochen had resolved the aftermath of the battle, so he bowed slightly and said, "Thank you Uncle Master for your shot and saved their lives." Zhang Ruochen said: "Rescue Their people are not me, but you. However, I don't think you saved them, but actually harmed them. "Er Sikong was very puzzled and said," Why? "

Zhang Ruochen said: "They were sent to the auction house. Even if they can only be slaves, they can at least survive. However, you can only save them if you save them. The blood dragon palace has a huge power in Yuanfu. Because even after recovering free body, it is estimated that he has already been killed by the master sent by the Blood Dragon Temple before he escaped from the city. "

Er Sikong said: "The poor monks can save their lives."

"How long can you protect them? Protect for a while, protect for a lifetime? Next time when you encounter the same thing, what should you do? Keep saving people, keep protecting them, how many people do you protect? You use all your energy To protect them, do they need to practice? "

Zhang Ruochen's expression became quite serious, and he said, "Even your master dare not touch the cause and effect, how dare you touch it?"

Since Master Indra entrusted the two to Zhang Ruochen, of course Zhang Ruochen was going to teach them something.

Sometimes doing things too recklessly will only harm others.

Er Sikong was a little at a loss, and said to himself, "Did I do something wrong?"

Da Sikong scolded, "I must have done something wrong, but I haven't immediately acknowledged it to my uncle?"

Zhang Ruochen held out a hand to stop Da Sikong, and said, "You didn't do anything wrong, but you did something wrong."

"Yes, Uncle was right, you used the wrong method! Why can you use violence to solve things that can be spent? Directly spend money to buy them, or solve the problem perfectly?" Da Sikong said .

Zhang Ruochen glared at Da Sikong, trying to reprimand him, but found that there was something he couldn't refute.

Yes indeed!

Why use violence to solve things that can be spent?

The disciples of the Xuanjingzong also apparently knew that they would only be a dead end if they offended the Blood Dragon Palace. As a result, even when freedom is restored, they are even more afraid.

"Master, you must save us."

"The blood dragon son was seriously injured. The Blood Dragon Temple will definitely release anger to us. With the huge power of the Blood Dragon Temple, we have no way to live at all."

...

The disciples of Xuanjingzong heard that Da Sikong and Er Sikong called Zhang Ruochen as their uncle, thinking that he was a Buddhist monk who practiced on behalf of the Buddha.

As a result, they knelt down and asked Zhang Ruochen for help.

Zhang Ruochen was naturally not a person who could not save the dead, so he thought about it.

At this moment, a sound wave floated from a distance and passed into Zhang Ruochen's ear.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head, looked at the crowd in the distance, and saw a woman in a goose yellow long dress, facing him, and nodded his head.

The woman was thin and thin, like a moon, standing in a cloud of fog. Except for Zhang Ruochen, few people were able to see her appearance.

"She actually came to Zhongyu."

Zhang Ruochen's mouth slightly ticked, showing a smile, and commanding Da Sikong and Er Sikong, saying, "Bring them, follow me."

According to the breath left by the woman in a long goose yellow dress, Zhang Ruochen came to the hinterland of the black market and appeared outside a six-story palace-like building.

Zhang Ruochen took Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and the disciples of Xuanjingzong and went straight in.

The rest were waiting in the courtyard, while Zhang Ruochen went into the courtyard alone and saw the woman wearing a goose yellow dress again.

"Meet His Royal Highness."

The woman in a goose yellow dress immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted to Zhang Ruochen.

This woman is the Murong Yue of the Murong family, and is also the orange moon ambassador of Yipintang, a black market in the Eastern Region, belonging to the old part of the King of the Ming Dynasty.

It was normal for Murong Yue to recognize Zhang Ruochen. After all, she knew that Zhang Ruochen used the identity of Lin Yue once.

"How did you come to Zhongyu?" Zhang Ruochen was curious.

Murong Yue stood up again and said, "I heard that His Royal Highness appeared in Yuanfu. I was worried about His Royal Highness, so I led the Murong Family and the master of the black market Yipintang and immediately rushed over."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Murong Yue and found that her cultivation had reached the semi-sacred realm.

With Murong Yue's current practice as well as her special status, it is estimated that she has become the high-level of the black market Yipintang, but it can indeed mobilize a very large amount of human and material resources.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You told my elders in the Murong family?"

"No. Without His Highness, His subordinates dare not make arbitrary decisions."

Suddenly, what did Mu Rongyue think about, his eyes twitched, and he immediately said, "His Royal Highness and the Blood Dragon Lord seem to have some grudges. Should they send someone to destroy the Blood Dragon Palace?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "I came to the black market and everything is still low-key. Dealing with the Blood Dragon Temple is only a small thing, but it is a big trouble to bring in the soldiers and the strong of the undead."

Immediately after, Zhang Ruochen said, "Yintang, a black market in the Eastern Region, is in Yuanfu, should there be a certain amount of power?"

"Your Highness has any needs, despite the orders. Although the Eastern Region Black Market Yipintang and the Central Region Blackpin Yipintang are separated and operated separately, they still belong to the branch of the Yipintang after all. I am now the master of the Eastern Region Blackpin Yipintang. Even in Central China, they have great rights. "Murong Yue said.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, and he asked, "You have defeated Ye Hong tears and formally become the young master of Yipintang, a black market in Dongyu?"

Ye Hong tears, was the former red star.

Mu Rongyue shook her head gently and said, "Ye Hong tears are extremely intelligent, and they are very enthusiastic. The power behind them is huge, and I can only be regarded as a close match. Therefore, this session of Dongyu Black Market Yipintang was selected in total. Two young masters. Just look at me and her. Who can laugh last? "

Zhang Ruochen also has a certain understanding of Ye Hong tears, and she is indeed a very powerful woman, especially her accomplishments in mental power and illusion, which is the first person in her generation.

"I came to the black market, but I actually wanted to buy a Sanpin Shengyuandan." Zhang Ruochen said.

Murong Yue said: "Your Highness is going to impact the third-order semi-holy?"

"Can only say to prepare for the impact of the third-order semi-holy." Zhang Ruochen said.

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On Murong Yue's pretty face, a rather embarrassing look was revealed, saying, "It's just that Sanpin Shengyuandan is too expensive. Even if all the savings are exhausted, half of them cannot be bought."

"If His Royal Highness really needs it, I can immediately send a message back to the Eastern Region, and let the elders in the family **** a Sanpin Shengyuandan to Yuanfu. Based on the heritage of the Murong family, it can be refined into one every three years. A piece of Shengyuandan should contain three grades of Shengyuandan. "

Shengyuandan is the only shortcut to the semi-sacred realm. It takes years, even decades, to make even one family in the Middle Ages.

Therefore, Shengyuandan is also quite expensive, and even a figure in the holy realm may not be able to afford one.

For the entire Kunlun realm, I am afraid that only the nine realms can get sufficient Shengyuandan. It can be taken in every realm.

Zhang Ruochen smiled with confidence and said, "You don't have to worry about the price, no matter how high the price is, I can afford it. The point is, you have to tell me where can I buy Sanpin Shengyuandan?"