Chapter 391 Kill a Hundred

Mr. Qingyang raised his head and said, "Ye Zhangmen, there are people making trouble in your territory, and they don't care about it. It's embarrassing to do such things."

Ye Wen pretended to be surprised and asked, "Where is Mr. Qingyang? This is Elder Zhao, the guest elder of Hua Yanzong. How can he buy it fraudulently? I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding in it."

Mr. Qingyang narrowed his eyes. Hua Yanzong and Qingyangmen belong to two major Brahman forces. They are usually the same as water and fire, but they can't show it at the Brahma Conference. This is an important day on Mercury, and no one will look for thorns at this time.

Listening to Ye Wen's meaning, it seems that there is something in his words.

The inconspicuous old man behind Mr. Qingyang opened his mouth and didn't know what he said, but it made Mr. Qingyang suddenly change his attitude.

"It's really disrespectful. It turned out to be Elder Zhao. I don't know if he is interested in joining my Qingyang Gate. Our Qingyang Gate is still the first faction under Tianmen, which is much better than Hua Yanzong."

Only Mr. Qingyang can do such an open and upright way.

The child's head has few strings, Zhao Haoran thought in his heart.

Ye Wen was not angry, but smiled and said, "Mr. Qingyang's approach is not appropriate. By the way, don't forget the business. It's important to buy Guanyang Dan."

Zhao Haoran said coldly, "No, I still like Hua Yanzong."

When he was rejected face to face, Mr. Qingyang's face was extremely ugly. He felt that his attitude was enough. If it hadn't been for Zhao Haoran's heavy damage to the sun, he wouldn't have done so.

Van Solomon's Yang Po Tian is a well-known figure in Mercury, while Mr. Qingyang himself is known as the Yang Po Tian of Tian, but this title is just his own name. Except for the people of Qingyang Men, no one admits that this makes Mr. Qingyang very angry. His greatest wish is to personally defeat Yang Po Tian and let people see his Qingyang clearly. The strength of the prince.

But I don't know that this is just his wishful thinking, not to mention whether he can meet the sun and the sky, even if he encounters, he is far from the opponent of the sun and the sky.

Both have the same arrogance, but Yang Potian has a strong strength. His arrogance is easy to understand. The oily and pink Qingyang prince in front of him is a clown and boasts of a figure like Yang Potian. Zhao Haoran feels quite funny.

"Well, you'd better take out 50,000 soul crystals first."

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. Such a figure was not afraid. There was no city government at all. He was simply a spoiled idiot.

Ye Wen took out a storage bag, " Elder Zhao, take it. This is the salary you deserve, exactly 50,000 soul crystals."

I have to say that Ye Wen is indeed generous, 50,000 soul crystals, not to say that they can be sent. The guest elders of a sect have an income of 100 soul crystals every year, and only 50,000 soul crystals in 500 years.

Zhao Haoran pretended to be a little excited on the surface, "Then thank you very much, Master Ye."

This subtle expression change made Ye Wen very happy. If he was too excited, it would be too fake. It should seem true. Zhao Haoran was moved by himself. At that time, he was afraid that his opportunity to doubt would be greatly weakened. It was wonderful.

Zhao Haoran sneered from the bottom of his heart. Ye Wen was calculating himself everywhere. It seemed that this trip was not as simple as he said. If he didn't take 50,000 soul crystals for nothing, he would be regarded as an advance reward. As for gratitude, there was nothing at all.

Although the soul crystals on your body are not enough, you can take out a heavenly magic weapon at will, which is equivalent to the 50,000 soul crystals.

With one hand payment and delivery, Zhao Haoran sniffed. Yes, it was the visual pill, and ten visual pilles were handed.

The souls who watched the bustle nearby also dispersed. Unexpectedly, it would end up like this. In fact, it was a contest between Qingyangmen and Hua Yanzong. Obviously, Huayanzong had the upper hand.

Ye Wen is a little strange. Isn't Zhao Haoran a soul of the five series? Why does he have to buy the visual pill? Is there other servants or friends, or is there another reason? It is really worth thinking about? This person is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

First, he got the scroll, and then bought the visual pill. Zhao Haoran was more and more happy. The event of Brahma was no longer interesting. It was better to go out for a walk. Thinking of this, he did not hesitate. Without telling the golden-winged Dapeng, he directly teleported to get far away from Hua Yanzong.

After all, it is in the territory of others, and it is not very convenient to do anything. Zhao Haoran's consciousness has explored the ice sword, where there is his beloved Haiya.

Whenever he is in a peaceful mood, he will always come here to have a look and say something casually. He believes that Haiya can hear it.

On the other side, it was a cocoon turned into a small white, which was full of vitality. Zhao Haoran smiled and shook his head. It seemed that his worries were superfluous.

The swallowing beast can devour everything and have strong recovery ability. It uses talent power beyond strength, so it is sealed by self-protection. When it accumulates enough power, it can naturally come back to life.

wiping the sweat on his forehead, Xia Luo gritted his teeth and insisted. The original clothes had already been worn out. Fortunately, Zhao Haoran's storage bag was not missing these. He put on one that could cover his body and continued to move forward. The endless sea of fire seemed to have no end.

These days, Xia Luo has forgotten time and everything. He used his soul power to resist the invasion of the fire power. When his soul power was exhausted, he supplemented it with soul crystals. He did not rest a minute. On the first day, he could only walk ten miles, and the second day was 20 miles. On the third day, he reached 60 miles. Then with the passage of time, The scorched power became stronger, and she ran slower.

Zhao Haoran just took a look and nodded with satisfaction. The 60 miles he said was actually the best situation. He didn't expect Xia Luo to stick to it, which seemed to be a little more firm than expected.

As long as you can successfully get through the five elements, both mind and cultivation will make rapid progress and reach a terrible level.

This apprentice was not accepted for nothing.

Huh?

Zhao Haoran hummed and frowned. They didn't give up. No, there are several other forces. It seems that Dan's ** is still very big.

"Uncle Wang, hurry up, don't let that boy run away."

The old man known as Uncle Wang hesitated, "Sir, that Zhao Haoran is very strong, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? I, Mr. Qingyang, have never been afraid of growing up. Kill him for me. Don't think that the soul crystal can do anything, and you still can't get the visual pill."

Uncle Wang nodded helplessly, "Sir, it seems that there are other people who are also interested. Why don't we let them test it first?"

"No, if you run late, there will be nothing left. Isn't it just a soul of Huayuan, Uncle Wang, are you still afraid of him?" Mr. Qingyang's despicable probation method obviously can't play a good role.

Uncle Wang didn't say anything more. It was useless to persuade him. It's better to hurry up and suddenly accelerate in the direction of Zhao Haoran.

Looking for death!

A cold light flashed in Zhao Haoran's eyes. These people really don't know whether to live or die, and dare to pay his attention, but none of them are weak, at least they are all cultivations of one, but there are no people who refine their souls into pearls.

The Sanskrit event can't attract such strong people to participate.

After a detailed count, in addition to Mr. Qingyang, there are also six souls who have changed their cultivation to move slowly.

The speed is not fast. Obviously, I don't want to be the first person who eats crabs. In case I can't eat meat and get caught, it's not worth it.

"This idiot." Zhao Haoran couldn't help cursing. The speed of Mr. Qingyang and his party increased, as if they were afraid that Zhao Haoran would run away.

"Since I'm here in a hurry to die, then I'm not polite."

However, in the blink of an eye, the four people came to Zhao Haoran's body. Mr. Qingyang raised his head high, "Zhao Haoran, hand over the visual elixir, submit to my Qingyang Gate, and spare you not to die."

Zhao Haoran was too lazy to pay attention to him, "Demont!"

The word-killing formula was issued in an instant, and Uncle Wang exclaimed, "Be careful!"

He hurriedly used his magic power to help Mr. Qingyang resist it. This is his living ancestor. If he really dies, he can't explain it when he goes back. He is not used to this man's behavior, but he has to bow his head under the roof.

Mr. Qingyang was stunned and didn't expect Zhao Haoran to use his magic power without warning. He was indignant. Why didn't he even say any rules? What a thing he didn't know how to praise.

The breath of destruction suppressed, and Mr. Qingyang's face turned pale. He finally knew that he was afraid. The threat of death was near him, and he felt something was wrong. Zhao Haoran in front of him seemed to be a madman and didn't care about his identity.

One is early preparation and the other is a hasty response.

Then Zhao Haoran had a murderous intention and did not give him a chance.

"Kill!"

As soon as the killing formula appeared, it suddenly disturbed the minds of several people. Uncle Wang was fine. He had the cultivation of becoming one, and his will was quite firm and not greatly affected, but his action was still slowed down.

And Mr. Qingyang is far away. His cultivation is all piled up by elixir. He has never suffered any setbacks. He is fragile like a piece of paper, which can be broken at once.

With red eyes, he quickly pinched the magic formula with his hands, killed the two little men who followed him in an instant, and then began to show his magic power to Uncle Wang.

"What are you going to do, prince?" Uncle Wang shouted, but did not wake up Mr. Qingyang.

He has been affected by the killing formula. Without self-awareness, he has become a killing machine. This is the terrible thing about the killing formula.

In a hurry, Uncle Wang can't take care of anything else. Self-preservation is the most important thing. He dodged in a panic and used his magic power to stop Mr. Qingyang to avoid being hurt.

The word extinction happened to come at this moment, directly pressing on Mr. Qingyang's body, emitting wisps of green smoke, but he did not know how to dodge, but there was a look of pain on his face, but after a few breaths, his whole body disappeared, and it was too late for Uncle Wang to rescue him.