Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people gathered not far ahead.
The woman who spoke was not old and looked very young. She was dressed in a purple shirt, had a beautiful face, and had an extraordinary temperament.
What surprised everyone in Ling Hao was that the woman had an oriental face and spoke fluent Daxia Mandarin.
Opposite the woman, there was a group of thick-set men, with black and white skin tones. The leader was a white man in his thirties.
"Haha, what do you think we are going to do?" The leading man glanced at the woman: "You stole my spirit stone and just want to get away like this?"
"Bah! Who cares about stealing your spiritual stone?" The woman in purple robe sneered.
"If I want spiritual stones, I can always bring out several carriages of top-quality spiritual stones. Do I need to steal them from you?"
cough!
Hearing her words, Xuan Pang and the judge choked.
This little girl really dares to say it!
How many carriages of top-quality spiritual stones are there? Does she know what they are?
One top-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones. Not to mention several carriages of top-grade spiritual stones, even half a carriage is probably enough to buy the entire Beimao City!
"Don't think it's funny, what she said is not necessarily false!" Ling Hao said lightly with a thoughtful expression.
"Huh?" The judge was stunned for a moment.
"Brother, what do you mean? You won't believe that she can really bring out several carriages of top-quality spiritual stones, right?"
"Her identity shouldn't be simple!" Ling Hao answered the question.
"Brother Ling Hao, did you see something?" Xuan Chenxi asked.
"Her cultivation has been sealed. Otherwise, the twenty or so people on the other side wouldn't be enough to slap her!" Ling Hao nodded in response.
"Huh?!" This time, even Lu Yue was surprised.
After a short pause, he looked at Ling Hao and spoke.
"Brother, among the twenty people, the old man in blue clothes should be an eighth-grade supreme warrior!"
"I know!" Ling Hao nodded.
"He is not the only one who is in the eighth-level realm, the man in gray clothes is also, and the others are also pretty good, several of them are in the middle-level supreme realm!"
hiss!
Zhuihun took a breath of cold air and looked at Ling Hao and said.
"Brother, what do you mean is that if that woman's skills were not sealed, she would be at least half a saint?"
Anyone who can kill an eighth-grade supreme being with one slap must be at least half-step to the supreme level!
"You underestimate her!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Although I can't fully detect her specific cultivation level, she is at least a second-grade saint or above, no matter how high she is!"
"What?!" The judges and others shouted at the same time.
A young girl turned out to be a powerful person in the second level of the Holy Realm?!
Isn’t this too exaggerated?!
"Hahaha..." At the same time, everyone on the other side laughed out loud at the same time.
Many of the melon-eaters watching around also laughed, but obviously no one believed what she said.
"You think it's funny?" The girl in purple shirt looked at the man leading the other party and said.
"Don't you think it's funny?" The man finally stopped laughing: "Little sister, do you know what the best spiritual stone is?"
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" The girl in purple shirt glanced at the other party: "Get out of my way, I'm going to find my sister!"
