The number of spirit stones required was reported by Ying Zheng based on the Tianhai Society. Although this amount would not cause the opponent to be exterminated directly, it would still strain the muscles and bones and severely damage the vitality. As for the fifth- and sixth-level spirit stones, he only
You should treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
As far as he knew, the original Tianhai Society did not have a fifth-level spiritual stone, let alone a sixth-level spiritual stone. According to Tian Canghai, even the gang might not be able to produce a sixth-level spiritual stone. A fifth-level spiritual stone might not be able to produce one.
There will be some. Only those peerless sects will have some sixth-level spiritual stones, but not too many.
As for the Supreme Sect and the Supreme Divine Religion, it was beyond Tian Canghai's ability to predict and contact. Ying Zheng did not expect the other party to come up with it at all, he just had the attitude of giving it a try.
"If you don't have level 5 or 6 spiritual stones, you can exchange them for heavenly materials, earthly treasures, magic weapons, and magic weapons." Ying Zheng said carelessly, as if he was not saying anything surprising.
It's not that he wants to be so arrogant, but once he shows weakness, all the strength he has created before will be useless. If the clues are discovered, and these people really want to swarm him, he will also have a headache, even if he can
He ran away with his tail between his legs, but he was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.
"Don't bully others too much, otherwise I will fight with you." Le Shan, who had just let go of his heart, immediately became angry again, waiting for Ying Zheng on the mountain, and shouted.
"Well, Leshan will be quiet for a while, tour guide, I promise you." Lanxi helped the elder to stop Leshan, and then promised Ying Zheng. Anyway, the elder is coming soon, so we can deal with it for a while.
After the great elder arrived, it was immediately clear whether the strange person in front of him was a real dragon or a pseudo-insect.
Seeing the head of the Lanxi Gang smiling and agreeing so readily, Ying Zheng suddenly had doubts in his heart. Are these overlords so easy to talk to? It's because the other party promised so readily that Ying Zheng couldn't help but
Not suspicious? What went wrong?
After thinking for a long time, Ying Zheng still didn't figure out the key point, but aside from these things, it was more important to do business first, so Ying Zheng immediately said: "Give me the low-level spiritual stone and the intermediate spiritual stone first, and then let the one take action to destroy my master.
My nephew's old bastard, get out and die."
"It still takes time to count the spiritual stones. As for the murderer, please wait a moment, fellow Taoist." After the elder Lan Xigang finished speaking, he walked up to Leshan and gave Leshan a few instructions via voice transmission.
Although Leshan was unwilling to do so, he couldn't help but offend the great elder of the Lanxi Gang. So he asked below: "Where is the great elder?"
"President." A gray-haired old man suddenly appeared in front of Leshan, saluted to Leshan, and said respectfully.
"Does the Great Elder have the confidence to take his move?" Leshan asked the Great Elder of the Black Scorpion Society.
"President, if there is only one move. Although I am already old, I am still somewhat sure. But I am afraid..." The elder of the Black Scorpion Society is quite confident, but he is still worried that Ying Zhenghui will break his promise and become fat.
"Old guy, what a waste." Leshan cursed in his heart. Although this old guy only has the strength of the seventh level of the soul, he is very old. Leshan's father, Leren, is the elder of the Black Scorpion Society. Although his cultivation level is not
However, the more senior you are, the higher your prestige in the association will be.
On weekdays, even Leshan, the president, has to be polite. On weekdays, if Leshan hadn't been strong in cultivation and suppressed all parties, he would probably be the president in name only. And his precious son is such an old guy.
Instigated.
I can't understand Leshan, but I can't explain the suffering. My own son is not up to expectations. This old guy usually dotes on Leshan and is obedient, but in fact he has evil intentions. He dotes on Shier too much, which causes the consequences.
Liao Shier has a character of doing evil, being bold and making trouble everywhere.
From the bottom of his heart, Leshan did not want to defend this old guy, and wished that Ying Zheng would slap him to death. But if this old guy really died today, then his Leshan face would be lost, and the Black Scorpion Association's tens of thousands of years of dignity would also be destroyed.
Completely trampled and crushed, this is not what he wants to see.
"Don't worry, Great Elder. If I don't keep my promise, I will protect the Great Elder even if I risk my life." Le Shanxin was reluctant, but with an extremely soft smile on his face, he tried his best to keep his voice calm.
He calmed down and said.
"The president is serious. For the dignity of the Black Scorpion Society, I will defend it to the death." The great elder's face showed a serious and firm look, as if he was looking forward to death.
Leshan nodded and stopped talking. He was afraid that if he spoke again and heard the old man's hypocritical words, he would be unable to help but clean up the house, so he cupped his fists and gave a salute.
The great elder of the Black Scorpion Society, whose real name is Hu Xiong, is in a state of turmoil. He has no choice but to face it. Otherwise, the prestige he has accumulated over the years will be destroyed in one fell swoop.
He also didn't expect that little beast Oxfam would cause him so much trouble. You must know that although he spoiled the little beast in the past, he just wanted to make the little beast do nothing in the future. Waiting for his father to die, he would
You can turn it into a puppet and slowly control the Black Scorpion Society.
But now everything has become a dream. He only hates those useless subordinates. He has always warned that if the little beast causes trouble, he must find out the details of the other party again and again, and must not act recklessly.
They had always been in peace and harmony, but now they have stabbed the big guy, causing his father to be beaten almost to death, and he still has to risk his life, what kind of thing is this?
In fact, it was Hu Xiong who wronged his subordinates. After Oxfam began to harbor ill intentions toward Tian Zhizhi, they were unable to find out the true story of Tian Zhi and Zhilong Tianhua, so they waited several years before taking action.
After several years of investigation and observation, they felt that Tian Zhizhi and Long Tianhua must have fled from other places, because Ying Zheng was half-dead at that time, and Long Tianhua was Ying Zheng's nephew. They also thought that they were inseparable.
But they didn't expect that Ying Zheng would wake up and be so terrifying. They didn't expect it.
"Meet the elder Guan." Hu Xiong walked up to the elder of the Lanxi Gang, bowed, and said in a very respectful tone.
"Brother Hu is serious. There are really not many people of our generation left." The chief elder of the Lanxi Gang did not support him, but helped Hu Xiong up very humbly and politely.
"You're the one who crippled my nephew?" Ying Zheng looked at Hu Xiong with a cold expression, his eyes flashing with danger.
"Fellow Taoist, please listen to my explanation." Hu Xiong really doesn't want to fight Ying Zheng. He has been watching the fate of President Leshan! He doesn't think he is better than Leshan. In fact, his cultivation strength is more powerful than Leshan's.
Leshan was too different. Although he believed that he could catch Ying Zheng's move, God knows if this weird person still had a killer move.
Ying Zheng glanced at Long Tianhua and saw that Long Tianhua's face was full of anger and his eyes were blazing with fire as he stared at Hu Xiong. He suddenly understood that he had no time to listen to the other party's nonsense, so he shouted: "Death!
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"Be merciful." An old voice sounded in the void, and a stream of light flew towards the sky in the distance, carrying the power of thunder. It struck preemptively before anyone arrived. (To be continued...)