Danyang City is a very ordinary and small city in the vast territory controlled by the ancient gates.

Although there are many warriors in such a city, there are only a few strong ones. According to the information of Jian Wushuang, there are many families in Danyang City. These families, the strongest are only the level of the gods. And almost all of them are elementary, intermediate, and none.

Not long ago, a big demon named Bingji suddenly appeared in Danyang City, and quickly gathered a group of god-level strong men with super strength. In this Danyang City, Danyang City massacred. Many of the families of God, including many warriors, died in the hands of Bingji. Helpless, these families would ask the ancient gate for help.

There is a family in Danyang City. This family was previously known as the first family of Danyang City. There are three gods in the middle, and there are more than ten primary gods. The overall strength is stronger than other families, but Now, there is only one Hetian middle god, and the elementary **** has died a lot. His strength is not as good as before.

Before He's giant mansion, Jian Wushuang walked directly towards He's gate.

"Who?" The two guards of the He family stopped the sword unparalleled.

Jian Wushuang did not say anything, but he took out a commanding sign with a wave of his hand. This commanding sign was a disciple of Gumen.

"Professor Gumen?" The two guards were shocked when they saw the sign, and one of them immediately said, "Sir, please wait a moment, I will immediately sue my family."

After that, the guard turned and walked towards the mansion.

In the huge discussion hall of the He family, the doors and windows were closed, and dozens of figures gathered here. Among them was an old man with silver hair. This old person was the contemporary owner of the He family, and He Yun was the only one left. A medium god.

As for the others, there are some strong men in He's family, as well as the owners and strong men from several other families in Danyang City.

Since the appearance of Bingji, these families in Danyang City have joined together.

"He Yun, that Bingji has spoken out, asking some of our families in Danyang City to collect half a million **** crystals in one day and give it to him, otherwise he will do it himself and bring our families Uprooting one by one, what should we do now? "An old woman in a white robe frowned, her voice sounded in this conference hall, and the atmosphere of the entire hall became clear.

"Five hundred thousand crystals, really a lion's mouth!"

"Five hundred thousand **** crystals, huh, the accumulation of the accumulation of our families for many years, it is estimated that they will not exceed one million, and as soon as he speaks, he will directly ask for 500,000, huh!"

"If Shenjing isn't there, it's a big deal. Fight with him to die."

An angry sound came from the mouths of the gods in the hall.

Five hundred thousand **** crystals is indeed a huge number for these families in Danyang City.

After all, the entire net worth of an eternal state is only about one million **** crystals, and most of the top gods have net worth of more than ten million **** crystals. Their families are also able to come up because of their accumulated relationship over the years. Some **** crystals came, but there are still half a million **** crystals, which are still extremely difficult for these families.

"All right, shut up."

Together with a bit of majestic sound, He Yun, who was sitting at the top, finally spoke. "That Bingji is a real high-level god. You also know the gap between the high-level **** and the middle-level god. You are welcome to say that he alone is enough to sweep all of us present and fight with him? Is it to death? "

After hearing this, the gods in the hall were silent.

Fight with Bingji?

Some of their big families have tried before, and as a result, the gods died a lot. Like any family, two middle gods died, but that Bingji didn't hurt a single hair.

This is the huge gap between the higher gods and the middle gods.

"He wants the **** crystal, we can give it to him for a while." He Yun continued: "I have circulated to Gumen for help. It won't be long before the Gumen strongmen will come, and when the Gumen strongmen arrive, that Bingji will not be arrogant anymore. As for the **** crystal that we handed over, we can also ask for a return at the end, and at least give the ancient gate strongman some benefits. "

"Well, yes."

"Although this Bingji is a high-level god, in front of the ancient facade, it is just an ant."

"It depends on when the strongmen from the ancient school will arrive."

These gods in the hall all agreed with He Yun's words, and they all looked forward to the arrival of the ancient strongmen.

After all, with their ability, they are far from being able to compete with Bingji. Only the ancient gates can easily kill this ice wing.

"Now I am most afraid that once we hand over Shenjing ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ this Bingji immediately fled or left, leaving the ancient strongmen out of the air, and it is still us who will lose, so we must Find a way to hold him back for a few days ... "

He Yun was talking, but suddenly, the closed door was opened, and a figure broke in. It was the guard who came to the news.

"What system?" He Yun sank.

"Homeowner, adults, there is one person coming from the door, possessing the disciple's token of the ancient gate, but also the disciple's token of the inner gate." The guard said.

"What?" The gods in the lobby were startled first, but followed by ecstasy.

"Has the ancient strongman arrived?" He Yun also stood up excitedly, and immediately commanded: "Hurry, please."

"Yes." The guard immediately asked Jian Wushuang.

"Let's go, and we will rush to meet you," He Yun said.

A group of dozens of people walked out of the hall to meet Jian Wushuang, and soon, Jian Wushuang's figure appeared in the sight of these gods.

But after really seeing Jian Wushuang ...

"Play people." The dignified He family owner, the middle-day **** He Yun widened his eyes, "Ling, Ling Xiaojing? !!!"

As a **** of heaven, how sensitive is the sense of breath, it is immediately judged that the young man with a sword on his face appears in front of them. Even if he has a strong posture, he cannot change the fact that this young man with a sword is only one The name Lingxiao Realm.

"How could it be Ling Xiaojing?" These gods present were almost about to run out, thinking that the savior was coming, but unexpectedly came to Ling Xiaojing ...

"Which is the owner of He Yun and He?" Jian Wushuang stood in front of the gods and looked indifferently.

He Yun's face was a little white, and even a hint of despair rose in his heart. After hearing Jian Wushuang's words, he answered weakly, "The old man is."