A mostly rotten coffin fell next to Ye Xingchen, Yan Nanzheng and the others, and a strong stench swept over their nostrils.
"trade?"
A haggard old man sat up from the coffin, looked at Yan Nanzheng, and asked with a cold expression.
"hiss!"
As the prince of the 'Yan Yun Emperor Dynasty', he is naturally very familiar with this ancient corpse burial land. There is no human contact here, only the most realistic profit transactions, disturbing their peace. If they cannot be transferred,
If they are satisfied with something, these corpse cultivators will immediately turn against them.
There is no room for negotiation.
"Okay... okay." Yan Nanzheng swallowed hard, took out the last ghost object in his pocket, and handed it over respectfully.
Cold sweat slid down his cheeks.
"Brother Ye, this is the last object. If we can't think of a way, we will all die here." Yan Nanzheng secretly glanced at the corpse cultivator. Seeing that it was quite satisfied with the object he gave, he faced it
Ye Xingchen, who was behind him, whispered.
Whoosh!
Jiang Jingyue and Xu Nian also looked over.
way?
Seeing the three of them pinning their hopes on himself, Ye Xingchen couldn't stop crying and laughing in his heart. When he arrived at this ancient corpse burial place, even the Star King and the strong ones in the Star Saint Realm had to follow their rules.
And a few of them are just warriors in the Star Master realm.
A yawn can kill the corpse cultivators in this ancient corpse burial ground. What's more, there are hundreds of corpse cultivators in front of them, waiting for a deal...
"Take it!"
The corpse cultivator casually threw a small porcelain vase out. After it fell into Yan Nanzheng's hands, he turned around and returned to its graveyard without any hesitation.
Yan Nanzheng didn't even bother to see what it was throwing at him.
Another corpse came over.
"Brother Ye, here you go." Yan Nanzheng put the porcelain bottle into Ye Xingchen's hand, and said helplessly: "The next step is up to you. Anyway, I have no choice. We still have to take care of our lives."
I’ll give you something safer.”
Ye Xingchen: "..."
Woohoo!
An even more terrifying corpse aura spread over them, covering Ye Xingchen, Yan Nanzheng and the others. Before the corpse cultivators in Coffin Chun could even emerge, their voices had already reached their ears.
"trade?"
Yan Nanzheng, Jiang Jingyue and the others looked at Ye Xingchen nervously.
His eyes were full of anxiety.
"Gulu! Gulu..."
When I felt that the corpse aura inside Coffin was getting stronger and stronger.
Ye Xingchen felt that his back was getting cold.
For a moment, he didn't know how to speak in order to save a small life in the hands of the corpse cultivator in front of him. After all, although he was not familiar with the ancient corpse burial places, he also knew that these places had buried tens of thousands of people.
Years, even millions of years of cultivating corpses, never show mercy.
"Haha...Princess Mei'er, they are so incompetent that they don't have any ghost artifacts anymore." The old man standing next to Yan Mei'er laughed with a look of gloating on his face.
"Are you only preparing three items?" Yan Mei'er squinted her eyes and laughed. When she saw Yan Nanzheng, Jiang Jingyue and the others, their faces were all pale, and a strong sense of revenge flashed in her beautiful eyes.
.
"Brother Three Emperors, are you desperate?" Yan Meier asked with a smile.
Yan Nanzheng frowned and ignored it.
"Tsk tsk..." Yan Mei'er didn't show any restraint, so she casually took out a few ghost objects from her body and said: "Brothers of the Three Emperors, they all say that they are born from the same roots. Why are you in such a hurry to fight with each other? As long as you lower your head.
Sir, swear to surrender to me from now on, and I will give you all these ghost objects, how about it?"
"Yan Mei'er, is this all you have?" Yan Nanzheng sneered.
"Jiang Jingyue, what about you?" Yan Mei'er smiled, raised the ghost objects in her hand, and said: "As long as you are willing to submit to me, princess, I will immediately give you all the ghost objects so that you can
How about coming out alive?"
After listening to Yan Meier's words, Jiang Jingyue looked at her with a strange expression.
A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Yan Mei'er, you are really capable of saving us, so why not surrender to you?" Before the smile on Yan Mei'er's face bloomed, Jiang Jingyue continued, "There are eight or nine hundred corpse cultivators ahead of us.
Senior, as long as you can get so many ghost objects, let alone me, Jiang Jingyue, even if the Zhulong Chamber of Commerce gives them to you, what's the point? I'm just afraid that you won't be able to get them."
Eight or nine hundred pieces?
Moreover, they were all ghost artifacts. Even if Yan Meier had been preparing for the tomb of Emperor Yan for a long time, she would not be able to carry so many ghost artifacts in her pocket.
Asking Yan Nanzheng, Jiang Jingyue and others to admit defeat and submit to him is just to see them make a fool of themselves in front of everyone.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Jingyue not only did not fall for the trick, but actually put her in a difficult position.
"Jiang Jingyue, do you know the value of nine hundred ghost objects?" Yan Meier sneered: "It is used to save a few wastes in the Star Master realm. I have thought about it carefully. You guys should fend for yourself."
Destroy it!"
"Nine hundred ghost artifacts, how many?"
Jiang Jingyue smiled. She was not good at arguing with others. When she saw Yan Meier stop, she stopped paying attention to her and looked at Ye Xingchen with a worried face.
Boom!
The coffin fell in front of Ye Xingchen.
An old man in the early stage of Star King sat up from inside, looked at Ye Xingchen expressionlessly, and repeated: "Young man, deal?"
Gulu!
Ye Xingchen looked at the old man calmly and said with a smile: "Senior, there are actually many ways to trade, not just bartering!"
"Um?"
The old man frowned and said, "How do you want to trade?"
"Hoo ho ho!"
Seeing that the old man seemed to be a little tempted, Ye Xingchen's mind changed quickly and he quickly said: "For example, senior, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, the descendants you want to take care of, and the things you need, the juniors can take care of them one by one.
"
"Descendants?"
The old man shook his head and said calmly: "I am alone and have no descendants. As for my wish, I do have one wish. As long as you can help me achieve it, not only can the transaction be canceled, but I can even escort some of you.
Get out of here alive."
Whoosh!
After hearing what the old man said, not only Ye Xingchen, but also Yan Nanzheng, Jiang Jingyue and others looked at him with excitement. Before Ye Xingchen could speak, Yan Nanzheng, who was standing behind, said quickly: "
Senior, I am the third prince of the Yanyun Emperor Dynasty. Whatever wishes you have, this junior can help you fulfill them."
"Yeah?"
The old man glanced at Yan Nanzheng and said calmly: "Okay, I have stayed in this ancient corpse burial place for 137,500 years, and my cultivation has not improved even a little bit. As long as a few of you can make me
Breaking through the Star Emperor, I have fulfilled my promise just now, how about it?"
"Star Emperor?"
After hearing that the old corpse cultivator's wish was to break through to the realm of the Star Emperor, Yan Nanzheng, Jiang Jingyue and others also had expressions on their faces.
Even Ye Xingchen's eyes almost popped out of his head when he heard the words "Star Emperor".