Hearing this voice, Feng Hao turned sideways and looked over, and saw the Holy Son of Beidou walking towards him, surrounded by more than a dozen extraordinary young people. Suddenly, his brows furrowed.
He wrinkled up deeply.
He didn't understand why the Holy Son of Beidou wanted to take such a step.
"Can he see the extraordinaryness of something like this?"
With his mind turning, Feng Hao thought quickly, but he made up his mind to take such a thing into his own hands, even if he offended the Holy Son of Beidou!
He has a strong physique, black hair like a waterfall, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and his whole body seems to be enveloped by endless holy rings. As he walks, everyone else gets out of his way, and he has a great aura.
"Shit!"
Yan Qing glanced at him casually, muttering in her mouth, and kept kneading Xiao Qiuqiu's body with her pair of jade hands, making the latter feel lifeless and roll her eyes.
Looking at the approaching Holy Son of Beidou, Xue Yan's delicate and pretty face had an unfathomable smile. She stood there quietly, very quiet, while the reincarnation on the side was intentional or unintentional.
Taking a small step and standing in front of her, a sense of chilling slowly flowed out.
"Haha! Two hundred thousand martial crystals, I'll just give you a piece of exotic crystal!"
Under the astonished gaze of the strong man, Beidou Holy Son ignored the presence of Feng Hao and his group. He turned his hand and took out a fire attribute crystal filled with fire. Suddenly, the surrounding temperature increased.
.
The strong man was stunned. Standing in front of him was the Holy Lord of the future Holy Land!
Such a lofty existence is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people like him.
Others were also stunned.
Why did Holy Son Beidou spend such a price to buy this useless thing? Is it really an ancient treasure?
Suddenly, many people looked at the thing in Feng Hao's hand, and several pairs of shining eyes lit up everywhere...
"Take it!"
Although Beidou Shengzi had a smile on his face, it was extremely cold, and his voice was like a loud bell, which made the strong man feel dizzy. He looked at the strange crystal that was thrown at him, and he reflexively caught it in his hand, still stunned.
Stand there.
He didn't understand why something he had priced at 50,000 Wu Jing suddenly became so valuable.
"Give me!"
The holy charm was flowing all over his body, just like the resurrection of the ancient great sage, with dazzling brilliance. After casually glancing at Yan Qing, he turned to Feng Hao and spoke lightly in his mouth. His voice was light, but it had an irresistible meaning.
Inside.
"Excuse me."
Feng Hao's eyes glowed with purple light, and he looked directly at him without fear. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, "I will give you 210,000 martial crystals!"
"hiss!..."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of gasping for air, and pairs of eyes looked at Feng Hao with expressions of disbelief.
His behavior directly offended the future Holy Lord of the Holy Land!
The power of the Holy Lord cannot be violated. Anyone who resists will almost be wiped out by the Holy Lord. Otherwise, where is the Holy Power?
This boy is dead!
Even if he is a prefecture-level pharmacist, it is inevitable!
Everyone thinks so, but they don't understand why this young man does this. Is it worth it for this fake treasure? Even if it is a real treasure, it is not worth it!
Because life is more important than anything else. How can one person resist a holy place?!
Xue Yan, who was standing behind Samsara, looked at this scene, and her eyes once again turned into stars, twinkling constantly, as if she was deducing something.
"Giggle!..."
Looking at the astonished look on the face of Beidou Saint, Yan Qingjiao laughed out loud, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she extended her jade hand to give a thumbs up to Feng Hao.
"How dare you offend me, Holy Son Beidou?! You are simply seeking death!"
The young men standing behind Beidou Holy Son were not happy. They walked up to Feng Hao with dark faces and scolded Feng Hao.
They are all candidates for the Beidou Holy Son, or elite disciples. Protecting the Holy Son is what they must do!
"Ignorant child, which Holy Land family are you from? Tell me your name quickly!"
"Hurry up and bring the things over, or my spirit will be annihilated!"
They all spoke sternly, waved their fingers, and were full of momentum, as if they wanted to kill Feng Hao in one fell swoop.
"What's it called?!"
Before Feng Hao could speak, Yan Qing beside him became unhappy. His pretty face turned cold and his voice was like thunder, suppressing all the noise.
The girl's eyes were as bright as lightning, and she seemed to have an indescribable aura. Anyone who looked at her shuddered and took a step back.
"Holy Son of Beidou? He is so majestic. Isn't it just that he has inherited the inheritance of a great sage? What's so great about it?"
Facing the Holy Son of Beidou, she was not affected at all. She held the small ball in one hand and brushed its soft fur with the other. She curled her little mouth slightly and made a disdainful sound in her mouth. Her unruly personality.
Sweep everything.
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked!
She is mocking a Holy Son!
Immediately, many people retreated quickly, fearing that they would be affected. However, many people were speculating on the identities of Feng Hao and his party.
Looking at the four people, none of them are simple!
Feng Hao, although his cultivation level is only at the level of Martial Master, he is actually a pharmacist who wears the badge of the Earth-level Intermediate Pharmacist!
Needless to say, Yan Qing has a ball of thunder in her body that devours everything and makes it impossible for anyone to penetrate her true cultivation level. Even the Holy Son of Beidou cannot detect her.
And Xueyan, although she looks weak, has reached the third level of martial arts. The most important thing is that she has a special hazy feeling all over her body, which makes her look like a dream, which is very uncomfortable.
reality.
Reincarnation, fearless and fearless, those cold eyes were so cold that they chilled people's bones. Just one look at him gave rise to the urge to stay away from him.
This is a killing god!
Everyone had this feeling. His eyes were indifferent to everything, as if there was no one in the world that he couldn't kill. Even Holy Son Beidou felt nervous, and couldn't help but use the holy energy to protect his body!
"you!"
Beidou Shengzi looked directly at Yan Qing, with anger in his eyes. He could feel that the strange look at that time came from this girl.
The Holy Majesty cannot be violated, she is blaspheming the Holy Majesty!
"What am I? You can't afford the price plus 10,000 Wu Jing, and you still have the nerve to talk? I'm so embarrassed for you, Beidou Holy Land!"
Yan Qing was not afraid of him, she stared back with her big eyes, curled her small mouth, and said in a disdainful tone. The outright Beidou Saint trembled, his eyes were red, and the holy power surged, overwhelming, directly
Pressed down on her
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