Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight of the fierce land
Jingbi is a spiritual resource similar to spiritual stones and is quite cherished.
Therefore, many people in the Virtual God Realm couldn't help but cursed after seeing the old man's profiteer side!
"Uncle Jingbi, you're a profiteer, you know how to trick Jingbi, the younger generation of us!"
"If you can, tell us some useful real news! Don't let us be fooled!"
But Uncle Jingbi's expression remained unchanged, and he said solemnly that his information was always reliable.
Let everyone feel free to take out the jade!
But at this time, the big man carrying a hammer next to Mr. Jingbi and the old man with a bird on his shoulder also sat down cross-legged and put up a sign with serious faces!
"The storm in the vast wilderness is rising again. If you want to know the movements of the little devil, just half a jar of precious blood for each person!"
The big man with a hammer on his shoulder read out the content on the sign sonorously and forcefully, attracting many people.
"Everyone has half a piece of fine jade, so I can tell you everything I know!"
The old man with a bird perched on his shoulder also said the same, with an indifferent and refined look on his face.
The people who came over after hearing the news were speechless for a while when they saw this.
Unexpectedly, the three biggest scammers in the Virtual God Realm would actually deceive them about the same thing.
They will never fall for such a superficial deception!
"A jar of precious blood! Uncle Hammer, please tell me what big thing the little devil is going to do again!" Suddenly someone shouted and rushed in front of the middle-aged man carrying the big hammer on his shoulder.
Many people were stunned when they heard this.
How could anyone fall for such a crude deception?
Isn't that a trap?
However, this idea was born not long ago.
People from the Virtual God Realm rushed to the three pits eagerly and offered various treasures!
"Master Bird, this is a hundred pieces of jade! Just tell me, what is the little devil going to do next?"
"Uncle Hammer! I will give you a jar of pure precious blood from the ancient relic cubs. Please don't lie to me. Please tell me the specific information of the little devil!"
"Uncle Jingbi! Your business is about to be robbed. Here is half a piece of Jingbi for you. Tell me quickly, what's wrong with the little devil!"
This matter is getting bigger and bigger.
So much so that many people from the real world flocked here.
Regardless of being suppressed, he came to the original place and wanted to find out about Uncle Hammer, Master Bird, and Uncle Jingbi about the Little Demon God.
There is no way, the little devil is the entire wilderness today,
He is also a peerless talent that cannot be compared to the geniuses recorded in all the classics and classics of the Eight Realms for countless years!
His combat power is so strong that even the Human Emperor-level warriors will be frightened to death in front of him!
Therefore, how could people not pay attention to the news about a young supreme being who could sweep across almost any place in the wilderness!
Eventually the news spread and became almost universally known!
"The little devil is going to Butian Pavilion!"
Many people exclaimed, wondering why Shi Hao went there.
But no matter what, nothing can stop the fact that Butian Pavilion has become a dangerous place!
No one dares to forget the fear and ferocity of the little demon. His act of knocking over an almost pure-blooded royal white tiger with one punch is still praised among the powerful!
It terrifies everyone who hears it!
It is precisely because of his cruelty and terrifying that people gave Shi Hao, the young supreme master, the nickname "Little Demon God"!
So, no doubt.
Wherever the little devil is about to appear, the cliff will be in bad luck! It will be bloody bad luck for eight lifetimes!
It is no exaggeration to say that people near Butian Pavilion will flee as if they have seen a ghost!
Even if you say less, you will run away for a hundred thousand miles!
This is the most basic safe distance!
Maybe I'll have to flee 1.8 million miles!
Who said the little devil's cultivation level was too terrifying? He was already at the peak of the Venerable realm at the age of six!
Its destructive power is obviously not much worse!
If the battle field is widened and Yu Weizhen is killed in a bloody mist by Yu Weizhen, it will be bloody bad luck!
As a result, Butian Pavilion suddenly became one of the hot topics of discussion in the False God Realm, with countless people talking about it.
News about Butian Pavilion that surprised the world spread quickly!
"Big news!"
"When the Fire Nation Emperor heard that the Little Demon God was going to Butian Pavilion, he was so frightened that he immediately took out a secret treasure and rushed out of the palace and ran to Butian Pavilion!"
"The elder of Butian Pavilion who wanted to stop him without knowing the situation was directly beaten eight thousand miles away. Without saying a word, he ran away from Butian Pavilion with his daughter Huo Ling'er!"
"More than that, many powerful men from ancient aristocratic families and large wild tribes were also shocked to death!"
"They all rushed to Butian Pavilion in person, beat up their stupid leader, and ran away with their heirs!"
These news spread throughout the False God Realm in just a few breaths, leaving almost everyone dumbfounded!
Butian Pavilion, the top power in the vast wilderness, was actually scared away by the Little Demon God. Almost all the new disciples with extraordinary backgrounds were scared away!
How confused would the master of Butian Pavilion be when he saw this scene?!
In fact, the master of the Butian Pavilion who saw the divine dragon but never saw its end was already confused!
Originally, there were tens of thousands of disciples coming to Butian Pavilion to participate in the entry trial this time!
Including the accompanying elders and attendants, the number reached more than 200,000!
It simply exceeds the scale of Butian Pavilion’s recent dozens of recruitment conferences!
This is simply a gift from God, a great opportunity for Butian Pavilion to achieve greater glory!
But who knew that inexplicable news suddenly came from the Virtual God Realm, saying that the Little Demon God was coming to Butian Pavilion!
In an instant, those descendants of great forces with unlimited potential and extraordinary background were all taken away by their clan leaders, emperors, and family heads without saying a word!
The more than 200,000 people entertained by Butian Pavilion dropped sharply to only a few thousand!
These people are all small-power people who have never even entered the Virtual God Realm!
Many of them have even never heard of the existence of the Virtual God Realm!
What kind of disciples could such a backward and low-level force bring to Butian Pavilion?
The master of Butian Pavilion is about to cry!
The elders of Butian Pavilion looked at the crowded scene at the door of their house, and their faces were stiff, unable to smile at all!
There is only the whining sound of wind in the lonely world! It is extremely miserable!
At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in the sight of the senior Butian Pavilion officials who were standing in front of their house!
That majestic figure, that majestic heroic posture, and the child he is holding in his right hand
"Wait! This is..." The senior officials of Butian Pavilion were shocked, and then they were ecstatic, "Shi Yi, the double-pupiled boy! A born saint!"
"Open the Ancient Holy Academy for my son Shi Yi. He is your disciple of Butian Pavilion." Shi Ziteng looked at the senior officials of Butian Pavilion and said expressionlessly.
"Ancient Holy Court?!" All the senior officials were stunned.
Then, the powerful elder of Butian Pavilion looked at Shi Ziteng in surprise and said:
"Are you sure you want Shi Yi to enter the Ancient Holy Academy?"
"You know, although I, Butian Pavilion, have the opportunity to open it every hundreds of years, I cannot guarantee whether Shi Yi can climb the heavenly steps and step into the Holy Courtyard!"
"What's more, rumors have already spread in the Virtual God Realm that the little devil will visit Butian Pavilion soon! Aren't you afraid that your son will be in danger?!"
"Let my son Shi Yi go to the Holy Court and live or die according to his destiny! Agreed, he is the disciple of Butian Pavilion!" Shi Ziteng said without any emotion on his face.