Chapter 65 Inadepi

Winheng was almost choked to death by Jiang Ming's words and almost vomited blood.

Find a few more? TMD He regards the strong man as the saint as the weeds on the ground. How much do you want?

Yengheng suppressed his anger and depression and said, "Brother Jiang, plus your apprentice, there are five people present, which also represents the five top forces. Of course, I know that there are many people behind Brother Jiang, so how about taking three of these nine fruits, and two of us? After all, there are many ways for many friends, aren't they?"

Win Heng's words mean that if Jiang Ming let go, he will make this friend. The Qin Empire is extremely powerful. There are many great forces under this starry sky, and the fruit of the tree of the world is enough. It is worth it if it can win the friendship of the future rulers of the Qin Empire with the fruit of a world tree, but Jiang Ming has a deep hatred for the Qin Empire in his heart. How can he Sell his face?

Jiang Ming looked cold and curled his lips and said, "One for each of those four predecessors, one for me and one for my apprentice. I have all been calculated. It's polite to give you one in today's situation. If you still don't know how far you are, how far you can get like Gu Yuan and Ming Yu. Do you like it?

Winheng's face suddenly turned purple, and his expression flashed, and he almost squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Okay, one by one."

Jiang Ming curled his lips and looked like electricity. He shuttled back and forth in the void several times. Nine crystal clear and mysterious fruits appeared in Jiang Ming's hands.

The fruit of the tree of the world warms up, and a wisp of law of order is brewing in it, as if it contains a world. Jiang Ming, who holds the fruit of the tree of the world, feels quite refreshed and floating. He threw out three fruits of the tree of the world and threw them at Huangfu Yuanyao.

In fact, Jiang Ming was also helpless. According to his heart, he was unwilling to hand over one, but he was afraid of angering the quasi-saint strongman behind the three. Although there were four quasi-saints behind him, Jiang Ming did not trust the other two except for his own ancestor and the cheap master. His heart was not low. He had offended the sea of blood and the witch clan. Naturally, he did not want to make enemies anymore. Although he severely lost the face of this prince today, it is also an explanation to give him the fruit of a world tree. Even if they have any plans, they will not be clear and dare not easily send the top masters of their forces.

Suddenly, Huangfu Yuanyao looked at Jiang Ming indifferently and said, "I still need one."

Jiang Ming was stunned and immediately nodded, "Okay."

With that, he threw another fruit to Huangfu Yuanyao.

He felt puzzled about Huangfu Yuanyao's hostility, but he could not refuse Huangfu Yuanyao's request.

"Thank you!" A trace of softness flashed in Huangfu Yuanyao's eyes, but it just flashed away and was not caught by Jiang Ming. Then she returned to her cold face and said, "On the eleventh day, the Fengwu Dynasty will wait for you and die with me after you consolidate your cultivation."

Jiang Ming seemed to have been struck by lightning, his heart shook fiercely, and his face turned pale.

"Why? Why should we die all our lives? You always want me to know the reason, why?" Jiang Ming roared unwillingly.

Huangfu Yuanyao paused for a moment and said without looking back, "I'll tell you when you die, or the moment before I die."

Jiang Ming staggered and then stabilized. A wisp of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. His whole body was like being poured down with a bucket of cold water on his head during the heavy winter snow. It was extremely cold and cold to the extreme.

He looked silently and watched Huangfu Yuanyao disappear in the vast world with an elegant and calm pace.

When Yueling saw Jiang Ming throwing the fruit of a world tree to Huangfu Yuanyao without blinking, she wanted to say "I hate the body of my daughter", but she didn't expect such a scene to happen, and she sighed and turned away.

But there are still people who are not interested. Yingheng is the same. His eyes are full of coldness and he said, "Brother Jiang's great kindness is unforgettable. I will be close to him when you have time in the future."

His eyes were cold, and he didn't mean anything friendly? It is clearly a threat or a signal that the two have entered a hostile position.

If Jiang Ming may have accompanied his smiling face in the past, but now Jiang Ming is being upset by the matter of Huangfu Yuanyao. How can he be in such a good mood? His eyebrows raised, similar to two sharp swords, and said in a cold voice, "Get out of here before I lose my temper, or I will leave you here today."

Yingheng felt a chill in his heart, and he turned his head coldly and left. If others threaten him like this, he will only regard it as a joke, because the ancestor of Daqin is always observing him as an outstanding disciple and will rescue him if there is anything wrong. However, this boy is pregnant with an innate spiritual treasure and has the support of four prospective saints. He is sure that he can really kill himself and no one dares to say anything.

Jiang Ming lost his mind for a while, and then threw the fruits of the four world trees into the void and said lightly, "Master and three seniors, it's useless for me to keep this thing. I'll give it to you."

Jiang Ming threw these four things that were enough to make masters from all walks of life break their heads and blood, and even did not hesitate to launch a war to seize them. On the contrary, he felt relaxed. He is even precious of this thing, but there are only a handful of quasi-saints produced among countless creatures of all races in the vast universe, but it is caused by chance and cannot be forced. Even if you have that opportunity, you still have that time. Which of these quasi-saints has not lived for tens of thousands of years, or even longer?

Although I have been practicing for decades and have reached the realm that others can only reach in hundreds of years, it can only show that I am talented and lucky, but it is difficult to reach the realm of quasi-saint. Instead of retaining this thing, it is better to throw it out to be a favor.

Jiang Ming handed over the fruit of the last tree of the world to Yu Sheng to restore the demon world, and he accepted it without pretentiousness.

Unexpectedly, two of the fruits of the four world trees thrown out were not picked up. Then Mo Chen's voice slowly sounded: "Good apprentice, I don't want this thing, so I'll leave it to you. You make rapid progress and will definitely grow to the level I expect, as long as you don't forget your promise to me.

Jiang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you'd better keep it!" This thing is a disaster. I'm afraid that one day someone will quietly kill me and win the treasure.

"They dare, I will destroy them all." Mo Chen said domineeringly, and then said that my ancestor had something to do, so he completely left.

And the mysterious demon prospective saint said that this thing was useless to him. He didn't want to accept Jiang Ming's love. The reason why he helped him was that he helped him win too much, and then left.

On the contrary, the ancestor of the Ji family and the ancestor of the Jiang family were very intimate with Jiang Ming, a descendant. They each gave Jiang Ming a token, told Jiang Ming what he needed to mobilize the power of the two families for their own use in 11 days, and warned Jiang Ming that 11 days was a terrible place and not to go there easily.

The ancestor of the Jiang family told Jiang Ming undisguisedly that if he had the opportunity to go to 11 days, he hoped to find people surnamed Jiang and people surnamed Ji and help them, but he didn't say much about the reason.

Jiang Ming was clear. The shocking battle before the ages was the headquarters of the heavenly court on the 11th. The power of the human race was almost cut off in 11 days. It is not clear whether there is a survival of these two families, but Jiang Ming still agreed.

After all, these two families are their own families.

At the end, Yusheng said goodbye to Jiang Ming, saying that it would take a long time to go back to attract the source to repair the demon world. After success, he would go to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming nodded and agreed.

Everyone left. Jiang Ming was alone in this empty void. Looking at the mottled and devastated earth, he was a little sighing and depressed and at a loss. Unexpectedly, because of this tree, it was first conceived with the flesh and blood of countless monks, and then countless people died because of it. It was really sad.

Jiang Ming stood for a moment. Just as he turned around and was about to leave, the tree of the world suddenly let out a deafening roar, and then the tree trembled gently, gradually began to fade, and finally disappeared. Immediately. A huge beam of colorful beams of light rose to the sky, nurturing the power of five elements of yin and yang and the actual source power.

Jiang Ming's color changed and stared at it, but found that a large piece of soil in the colorful beams of light slowly floated up, and then slowly shrank until it was the size of a palm, and the light dissipated. It looked the same color as ordinary soil, but it seemed to be aura-catching soil appeared in front of Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed the soil and looked carefully, with a strong look of horror in his eyes: "Isn't this, isn't this the nine-day rest that the old guy asked me for? Why are you here? Is it possible that he wants this thing to nurture the tree of the world?

"What kind of seed was he talking about at that time? Is it the tree of the world? But since he planted it himself, why do you allow others to touch it? With his strength, it is impossible to fall into the long river of history. What on earth is he for?

Jiang Ming frowned and looked at the fruits of the world in his hand, and his heart rose with a trace of uneasiness.

All this seems to be too smooth. The birth of such a treasure did not break out a earth-shaking war, and there was no big force except for some little ones. If it is said to avoid a war and think about all sentient beings, it is simply a fart. The superiors never hesitate to take the lives of their subordinates in exchange for their own interests.

Even if the ancestors are behind the forces to which these heroes belong, how can those super first-class and first-class forces not be moved in the face of such a large **? Even if there is no quasi-saint strong man, so as to open up a world, integrate into the fruit, make it a real world, derive everything, and live endlessly. Isn't they excited?

The answer is no. No one can resist this kind of **. Even if they risk the anger of the quasi-saint, those top monsters that are second only to the quasi-saint will take a risk. But now they haven't moved. Isn't it strange?

In a faint time, Jiang Ming felt a little inappropriate.