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Chapter 3023 Son of the God of War

"Nine hundred thousand Xuan-level heavenly veins?"

"Looking for death, Zuo Chen, this is the Treasure Hall, the important place of our Eternal Holy Court, so we can't just talk nonsense." The young Yuan warrior sneered.

Zuo Chen glanced at this person, and in the blink of an eye, he took out 900,000 Xuan-level heavenly veins, and handed many of the heavenly veins to Liu Ning, the disciple in the treasure hall in front of him.

Liu Ning's voice was trembling: "Senior Brother Zuo Chen, there is no need for this, you have already paid for the 90,000 Xuan-level Heavenly Veins."

"Take it, those sacred laws are worth the price!" Zuo Chen said with a faint smile.

"You...!" The young Yuan warrior's pupils shrank, and his face turned livid in an instant.

He didn't expect that Zuo Chen could really produce so many heavenly veins, a total of 900,000 profound-level heavenly veins. Adding the 90,000 that Zuo Chen had taken out before, that was almost a million mysterious-level heavenly veins.

pulse.

This is incredible. Zuo Chen is just a newcomer who has just joined the Eternal Holy Court. How can he take out so many heavenly veins at will?

Even some old people in the Eternal Holy Court may have such storage, but it is not easy to take it out at will. The most important thing is that Zuo Chen has purchased those sacred laws. If it is just for fighting spirit,

He wouldn't be so generous, would he? Could it be that this man is really a prodigal?

As his face changed, the young man fell into a brief freeze, while secretly communicating with the existence behind him.

After more than a dozen breaths, this person seemed to suddenly have confidence: "Nine hundred thousand Xuan-level heavenly veins? In addition to the 90,000 Xuan-level heavenly veins you had before, it is barely one million Xuan-level heavenly veins.

That’s all. I’ll bid you two million Xuan-level heavenly veins!”

"What? Two million profound-level heavenly veins?" Liu Ning looked shocked. Everything that happened today had overturned his cognition.

At this moment, the surroundings were a little chaotic and noisy, because many people were already attracted by the scene here. No matter which world, no matter when and where, human beings always like to be lively.

"Luo Fei?" Some people whispered: "Although this Luo Fei joined the Holy Court Guards, in fact he was just a minor figure in the Guards. He took out 100,000 Xuan-level Heavenly Veins on his own

It's quite difficult, how can he be so wealthy? I'm afraid he helped Yun Luotian set the price again."

"That's probably it. Zuo Chen seems to have provoked some people from the Holy Court Guards not long ago. It seems that Yun Luotian was dissatisfied." Someone else whispered.

Zuo Chen's mental power was powerful, and he vaguely captured some voices and wills. He was probably familiar with the person in front of him, Yun Luotian, and the like.

As some people have said, Yun Luotian not only has an extraordinary status and top strength among the Holy Court Guards, but he is also the son of the Yunxiao God of War.

In this Eternal Holy Court, the status of a God of War is extremely high. It can even be said that the status is not much worse than that of many elders of the Eternal Holy Court. Yun Luotian is actually the son of a God of War, and the one in front of him is called Luo

Fei is Yun Luotian's... bitch?

Zuo Chen suddenly understood something about the situation. Also, he came to the Eternal Holy Court not long ago. In theory, he had no big grudges with others. Even if some people were dissatisfied with him, they would not spend such a high price.

Deal with yourself.

It is somewhat understandable that Yun Luotian, the son of Yunxiao God of War, took action.

but……!

What about the God of War in the Clouds? What about the son of the God of War?

Nowadays, Zuo Chen can no longer keep a low profile as before. He cannot give in so easily. Besides, in a cruel place like the Eternal Holy Court, if anyone sees your weakness, then everyone will

They all think that you can be bullied at will, and all kinds of troubles will only increase in the future.

What does it mean for a Yuan warrior to live his whole life as a grudge and keep suppressing himself? It would be better not to practice and live his life as an ordinary person, but he would also have special happiness.

"Four million profound-level heavenly veins!" Zuo Chen said on the spot.

"You are looking for death, do you know who I am?" The young man in front of him, the Luo Fei whom those people were talking about, spoke in a deep voice, his face extremely gloomy.

"Looking for death?" Zuo Chen glanced at Luo Fei: "No money? No Tianmai? Then get lost, why bother pretending here? Since you are from the Holy Court Guards, you should know what I did not long ago.

If you don't want to end up like that Feng Xingyun, then don't jump up and down in front of me. This is the only and last time I will remind you."

Countless complex glances came over, and many people laughed secretly: "The members of the Holy Court Guards are not very good either. If you don't have the strength, don't provoke others."

The members of the Holy Court Guards usually behave in a very domineering manner. It seems that not everyone in the Eternal Holy Court supports them. I am afraid they have provoked many people, and I don’t know how many people are unhappy with the Holy Court Guards.

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Some people kept talking, and Luo Fei was even more embarrassed. If there was a gap in the ground, he would definitely find a way to get in.

"Five million? That's interesting. I'll create ten million Xuan-level heavenly veins!" At this moment, a cold and ruthless voice came from the ground not far away.

The moment this voice appeared, many Yuan warriors present shut up at the same time, and no longer dared to talk, for fear of causing trouble.

Under the fearful gazes of many people, a figure not far away walked over with his hands behind his back. His eyes were cold and locked on Zuo Chen, as if he were looking at an ant, showing a condescending attitude.

"Yun Luotian?" Zuo Chen spat out three words.

"Oh? You know that my name is Yun Luotian, then keep the many heavenly veins you have obtained, and then get out!" The man who appeared in front of him said calmly.

"It's you who should get lost." Zuo Chen glanced at Yun Luotian, then turned to Liu Ning and said, "Twenty million Xuan-level heavenly veins!"

"Thirty million!" Yun Luotian continued.

"One hundred million!" Zuo Chen simply spit out three words and looked at Yun Luotian in front of him calmly.

In an instant, an invisible momentum burst out from Yun Luotian's body. He stared at Zuo Chen: "What did you say? One hundred million?"

"What do you care what I say? If you don't have money, get out!" Zuo Chen responded coldly.

What about the son of the God of War? Others give you face, but in my eyes, Zuo Chen, you are nothing.

"I don't believe that you can bring out so many heavenly veins!" Yun Luotian sneered: "If you can't bring it out, you are just talking nonsense and looking for trouble in this treasure hall. As a member of the Holy Court Guards

, has the right to suppress you, arrest you, throw you into prison and wait for your fate."

Zuo Chen waved his arm, and in an instant he took out 100 million Xuan-level heavenly veins, condensed many of them into a ball with great skill, and handed it to Liu Ning who was not far away.

Liu Ning's hands were trembling, but he didn't dare not to take them. He had never touched so many heavenly veins in his life. In his thousands of years, no, even thousands of years, he would never be able to earn so much.

Unless the realm of heaven continues to become stronger in the future, it can break away from the identity of an ordinary disciple of this treasure hall. (To be continued)


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