516: C516 A Rare Commodity

C516 A Rare Commodity

"What is this kid doing?"

Zhang Sanfeng's facial expression turned ugly. Lucifer, who had retreated, brought the three great warriors behind him and joined the Martial Artist Alliance.

Apart from the Ancient Buddha and the ancient immortals, even Lee Shaojun had a look of disbelief on his face when he looked at Yang Qiu. None of them could understand what Yang Qiu was trying to do.

The dark clouds in the sky above the mausoleum were getting thicker and thicker. It was like an ocean of dark clouds. It was as if it was daytime and night in a radius of dozens of miles. It was so dark that they couldn't even see their fingers in front of their eyes.

Above the dark clouds, the lightning had accumulated into a giant lightning tribulation with a radius of one hundred kilometers. It was like a Heavenly Eye that was staring at the mausoleum indifferently.

Neither the Ancient Buddha nor the Ancient Immortal had revealed their true realm. Once they revealed their true realm. . . Then, they would be killed by force.

However, since they dared to show their faces, it was obvious that they had made sufficient preparations to avoid being monitored by the natural laws of the world.

Fann Yan had a magic treasure that could disrupt the divination, but unfortunately, he died too quickly.

The sixteen Ancient Buddhas began to emit layers of golden light, forming a treasure wheel behind their heads. It seemed as if a grand chant was being sung in the void, causing the entire hall to appear solemn and solemn.

On the side of the Ancient Immortals, more than ten Ancient Immortals were giving off a tranquil and mysterious aura. The mysterious and quiet aura on their bodies was also rippling in the air.

Both of them were silent as they looked at Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu stood alone in the middle of the group. He didn't speak nor was he afraid. He just stood there.

After a long time, Monk Gui Yuan's gentle and seductive voice sounded.

"Young man, hand over the Breathing Earth and the Jianmu. I promise that no one will find trouble with you from now on! I can even guarantee that this world will respect you! "

" With me as the master? The conditions are not enough! "

Yang Qiu shook his head, turned around and looked at Lee Shaojun with a faint smile.

"Imperial Emperor, I gave the Jianmu to Miao Lian. You must have gotten it by now, right?"

Yang Qiu's words caused everyone's facial expression to change. The ancient immortals on Lee Shaojun's side had already gotten the news from Lee Shaojun, so they naturally knew what was going on. Therefore, they weren't in a hurry, but they didn't expect Yang Qiu to reveal it.

Monk Gui Yuan was obviously the leader of the Ancient Buddha. Two words flashed across his eyes. When he looked at Lee Shaojun again, his body was covered with a layer of Qi of quietus.

"Good technique!"

Lee Shaojun smiled faintly and nodded at Yang Qiu.

"Yang Qiu, I have underestimated you. You used someone else's hand to kill someone, and you played it beautifully. However, your plan failed! "

"You have no idea what kind of existence you are facing. You also don't know what kind of vortex you are involved in. You are just a chess piece. Hand over the Soil of Breath. I will let you go and send you back to Cultivation Realm. I guarantee that your Extreme Heaven Sect will become the number one sect in Cultivation Realm from now on. If not, the Extreme Heaven Sect. . . You will be the biggest sinner of the sect. "

Yang Qiu dug out a five-colored soil from the side of the wooden stake in Fengtian Hall and held it in his hand. Immediately, everyone's eyes were fixed on the clump of five-colored soil.

Even Monk Gui Yuan's eyes were filled with greed.

No one knew what the material of the five-colored soil was, but the feeling of holding it in his hand was very magical. It was as if he had left the earth and flew in the sky for a month. Suddenly, he felt that his feet were on the ground, making him feel at ease.

"Great Master Gui Yuan, what benefits can you give me?"

Yang Qiu turned around and looked at Monk Gui Yuan with a smile. Lee Shaojun's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his body was emitting a boundless sharp aura.

Before Monk Gui Yuan could say anything, Lee Shaojun said with a cold smile on his face.

"Yang Qiu, you are seeking your own death!"

Yang Qiu smiled faintly.1

"I think I am a rare commodity. It depends on what kind of conditions you give me that I am satisfied with. Give me Heart Devil Bloody Oaths and Five-Colored Earth. I will give you as much as you want. "

Monk Gui Yuan and Lee Shaojun's expressions immediately became very strange.

Dishi Yan, Asura Girl, Asura Girl. . . On the other side, Metatron and the thin elder held their breaths. When they looked at Yang Qiu again, their eyes were no longer filled with amazement, but a complicated emotion.

Yang Qiu, a mere early Golden Core warrior, was actually fearless when facing over thirty terrifying existences that could turn him into ashes in the blink of an eye.

With just this kind of mental strength, who could beat him?

Of course, they didn't know what these thirty plus people were.

In the ancient sacred war ruins in Fuxi Divine Palace, he had seen the weakest experts, who were all First Grade Of Great Luo Golden Immortal warriors. He had even seen the bones of saints. Furthermore, he knew the deepest secrets of this world. Compared to this so-called expert, he knew a lot more.

The difference between them and Yang Qiu was like a cup filled with water and a dried water vat. Although Yang Qiu was weak now, how could the capacity of the water vat be compared to a cup of water?

Of course, the prerequisite was that the water vat must not be smashed before it was filled with water.

After more than ten minutes, Monk Gui Yuan revealed a serene smile on his face, which was as white as jade.

"Kid, what do you need?"

Yang Qiu gave a strange smile and said in a flat tone.

"Forget it. Just pretend I didn't say anything. Catch!"

He actually threw the five-colored soil in his hand towards Monk Gui Yuan.

Just as he was about to attack, the Qi of the ten plus Ancient Immortals beside Lee Shaojun suddenly changed. At the same time, the dozen or so Ancient Buddhas on their opponents' bodies glowed with a golden light. The golden wheel behind their heads suddenly doubled in size.

No one moved from either side. However, the terrifying Qi fluctuated like a nuclear bomb exploding, spreading out with a loud bang.

If it wasn't for the fact that the entire hall had been set up with restrictions, just this aura alone would be enough to turn the surrounding 100 kilometers into scorched earth.

Yang Qiu stood in the middle of the impact of the two auras. If it was anyone else, they would have turned into powder long ago. However, Zhang Sanfeng and Lucifer stopped abruptly when they were about to attack.

Sure enough, Yang Qiu was unharmed.

Lee Shaojun's expression became very serious. He stared at Yang Qiu and said word by word,

"Yang Qiu, you are really seeking your own death!"

Yang Qiu looked at Lee Shaojun playfully and said faintly.

"Lord Monarch, could it be that you will let me go?"

A pair of extremely sharp eyes suddenly flashed across Lee Shaojun's eyes.

"What do you know?"

Yang Qiu looked at him and said mysteriously.

"I know what I should know. I know everything. I don't know anything. I just want to bring the people around me to live. The rest of the matters have nothing to do with me! Can I leave now?"

Lee Shaojun suddenly had a smile on his face and said lightly:

"You shouldn't be like this, but this isn't important. Your fate has already been decided from the moment you descended to the lower realm. "

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