1528. Chapter one thousand five hundred twenty-eight is over?
The law enforcers from the main city of Luan Tian are coming again. This time, they need a thousand sacred blood stones...
Qin Yu had no choice but to hand over a thousand sacred blood stones. He only hoped that the few people he killed had something good in the Naxu ring. Otherwise, he would have to pay a total of 1,400 sacred blood stones for this burly young man...
After the law enforcers left, someone quickly and skillfully repaired the damaged avenues and shops, erasing all traces of the battle in less than a quarter of an hour.
Qin Yu looked at the burly young man who was seriously injured and said, "Let's find a place to recover."
At this time, the burly young man was seriously injured, and his whole body was bruised and bruised, especially the gap on his head which was very shocking.
But the burly young man acted as if nothing was wrong, as if all this was just an ordinary flesh wound to him. He looked at Qin Yu and uttered one word: "Drink!"
"Come!" Qin Yu turned around and re-entered the restaurant. Ignoring other people's gazes, he chose a table by the window and sat down. He said loudly: "Ten more bottles of wine, and all the previous dishes will be served again."
"Okay!" a waiter responded.
Previously, Qin Yu killed the peak cultivator of the Purple Mansion as a false saint, and the burly young man tore apart the Barbarian Dragon Holy Tribe with his own hands. This shocked all the onlookers, who looked at Qin Yu and the burly young man with completely different eyes.
An unscrupulous fool with no fear at all... Now that these two people are sitting together, there are really not many people who dare to provoke them.
Soon, the waiter brought us fine wine and delicious food.
Qin Yu motioned to the burly young man to drink and then fell into deep thought.
It wasn't long before the battle between the Nine Sons of the Chaos Realm. During this period of time, he needed to improve his cultivation to the Zi Mansion. But if he started this time, I'm afraid someone would see the extraordinary power of the chains and the sky-burial awl.
If there is a dispute among the Nine Sons in the Chaos Realm, he will definitely be targeted. Therefore, Qin Yu now needs to find ways to improve his strength.
"Sell all the belongings of these people and directly exchange them for the blood of the ferocious beasts. If that's not enough, then... I will also exchange all the sacred blood stones on my body for blood!" Qin Yu murmured in his heart.
His original plan was to save the sacred blood stone for stimulating the left bone wing, but now the situation was urgent and Qin Yu needed to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, so he had no choice but to use it first.
After all, once you become the son of this chaotic realm, are you still worried about not having the divine blood stone?
Just when Qin Yu was deep in thought, a young man in gray clothes suddenly came to Qin Yu and said, "Two Taoist friends, my young master invites you." There was a look down in the eyes of this young man in gray clothes, and there was a hint of look in his expression.
His arrogance was undisguised.
Qin Yu raised his head, glanced at the young man in gray clothes, and said, "Who is your young master?"
"My young master's surname is Zu, and his given name is Tengfei!" the young man in gray said calmly, with a sense of pride in his words.
suck!
There is a vicious beast in the inn that gasps for air.
In the Void Realm, among the eighty-one holy tribes, there is only one with the surname Zu, and that is the third-ranked Five-clawed Ancestral Dragon Holy Tribe, commonly known as the Ancestral Dragon Holy Tribe.
The Ancestral Dragon Holy Tribunal is one of the strongest Holy Tribes in the entire Void Realm, and even the Savage Dragon Holy Tribunal has heard that it is attached to the Ancestral Dragon Holy Tribunal.
One can imagine how distinguished the person who came to invite Qin Yu this time was, and he was probably a direct bloodline of the Five Claws Ancestral Dragon Holy Tribe.
"Zu Tengfei? The direct bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon Holy Tribe. If it weren't for Zu Jiang, the eternal evildoer of the Ancestral Dragon Holy Tribe, he might have become one of the Nine Dragons!"
"The top evildoer second only to Kowloon! I heard that he can transform into a two-clawed ancestral dragon at a young age. He has unlimited potential and is very likely to take charge of power in the future."
"I didn't expect that even such a monster would come to participate in the battle of the Nine Sons of Chaos Realm. It seems that I still underestimated the temptation of the Nine Sons of Chaos Territory."
"I'm afraid this person will soar into the sky. Zu Tengfei will take him seriously, and he will be able to run rampant in the void domain in the future."
"I'm afraid this person's identity is not simple."
"Haha, so what if it's not simple? Compared with the Ancestral Dragon Holy Ministry, what other advantages does it have?"
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Everyone was amazed.
Many people have heard of the name Zu Tengfei, and for many ferocious beasts, he is a person who stands at the top of the pyramid and enjoys the worship of countless ferocious beasts.
Although everyone is equal in the chaotic realm, the deep-rooted respect and inferiority does not mean that there is no such thing. After hearing about the Ancestral Dragon Holy Tribe, many monks showed awe.
Qin Yu turned a deaf ear to the words of the monks around him. He picked up the wine glass, poured himself a glass of wine, put down the wine bottle, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "Okay!"
Two-clawed ancestral dragon? I wonder how many ancestral dragon rules can be revealed by using his blood to cast a six-sided bronze cauldron!
The gray-clothed monk raised his eyebrows. To be honest, Qin Yu knew what the outcome would be before he opened his mouth, because few people dared to refuse Zu Tengfei's invitation.
"Follow me!" said the young man in gray clothes. Before he finished speaking, he turned and left.
Qin Yu stood up slowly, looked at the burly young man, and said, "Are you going?"
The burly young man turned a deaf ear and ate meat and drank wine.
"If you don't want to go, just wait here for me." With that said, Qin Yu turned around and left with the young man in gray.
After a while.
The most luxurious restaurant in Luantian City is on the third floor.
The young man in gray knocked lightly on the door and then opened it.
Qin Yu stood at the door, looked inside, and found that the room was very large, with a large dining table in the middle. There was a table full of delicious food on it, and the delicious food was delicious and delicious. Eleven monks were drinking and talking happily.
"Slower your steps." The young man in gray turned his head and whispered to Qin Yu. After saying that, he walked towards Qin Yu to the left side of the room.
Qin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the monks on the table. Without saying much, he followed the young man in gray into the room and came to a coffee table on the left side of the room.
The young man in gray pointed to the stool next to the coffee table, motioned for Qin Yu to sit down, looked at the teapot on the coffee table, and said through a message: "You can drink tea, but don't make any noise."
Qin Yu didn't answer. He sat down and stared at the young men and women in front of him who were drinking and chatting happily.
These people are all at the peak of the Zifu, and the aura they exude is extraordinary. Whether it is their demeanor, words and deeds, or the temperament they reveal, it can be seen that their status is extremely noble.
"Close your eyes!" Seeing Qin Yu scrutinizing the eleven people unscrupulously, the young man in gray shouted in a low voice.
Qin Yu turned a deaf ear and looked at each one one by one. The young man in gray had a gloomy face, and there was a hint of violence and murderous intent in his eyes.
After examining all the eleven people, Qin Yu slowly closed his eyes and waited quietly.
And this wait is three hours.
The eleven people were chatting and laughing, mostly talking about trivial matters in the Void Realm, mostly about that monster and so on.
While the eleven people were chatting in full swing, Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, picked up the teapot and poured himself tea.
"Hua la la." The sound of tea was crisp, and the young man in gray clothes suddenly turned his head to look, his face ashen.
"Bang!" After the tea was full, Qin Yu put the teapot on the table. Because he had no control over it, the sound was a little loud.
This completely angered the young man in gray, and he shouted sternly: "Are you looking for death?"
Qin Yu, who was picking up the teacup, was stunned for a moment, then took another sip. His body swayed, and the forbidden rules of heaven instantly surrounded the young man in gray.
He directly took out the Sky Burial Cone, pierced the gray-clothed young man's eyebrows like lightning, stirred it violently, inserted his left hand into it, took out his soul, threw it directly into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and stared at the sweep.
After passing eleven people, his eyes finally fell on an indescribably expensive monk in purple and gold clothes sitting in the middle, and he said calmly: "Are you done talking?"