Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. The huge number of grenade blasters are so powerful that even the Grandmaster dare not step into the explosion range to check.
The last straw that breaks the camel's back is often the last straw. The overlapping world of ruins and the real world are in a balance of power. The two sides touch, rub, and blend. Liang Hanwen's assists have caused some adverse reactions.
On the cyan millstone, the black hole began to shrink violently, and the scales stood up layer by layer, revealing some kind of black material that was neither gold nor silver underneath.
In the real world, there is thunder and lightning, and countless dense lightnings make people feel panicked.
There seemed to be a very thin and distant long groan coming from between heaven and earth, which seemed to be angry and helpless.
The scales began to peel off layer by layer and turned into ashes, and the cyan millstone was no exception, constantly melting in the thunder and lightning.
When the blue millstone melts, the road leading to the ruins will be closed, and the ruins of Hushan will be ruined.
"Thorough investigation of Liang Hanwen"
Yan Xuankong's voice echoed in Hushan, and his words were full of deep unwillingness and anger.
"I am not willing to accept that three generations of our family's efforts and nearly a hundred years of hard work have been destroyed by one person."
He made a low and hoarse voice, and nearly all the hundreds of people around him were silent. This kind of thing cannot be alleviated by words of comfort.
Putting it on the noble family and destroying the ruins would be a great hatred for life and death, and would lead to revenge regardless of life and death. If it were put on the international stage, it would at least cause a local war.
Now, let’s see where Liang Hanwen is from.
"The Yan family will lose everything with one careless move."
"Who would have known that this inducement would actually be among those like us who are assisting in the boxing."
"The ruins were reopened too quickly this time, and even the inspections couldn't be perfect."
"This is our sorrow, and it is also the sorrow of Dongyue."
"Liang Hanwen, you really ruined this good name."
"What kind of hatred does he have with the Yan family? It's worth tearing each other to pieces but also dragging each other into trouble."
Through the remaining traces of blood mist, the sky and the earth within the ruins continued to collapse, flowers, plants and trees instantly withered, mountains collapsed, lakes evaporated, and the earth fractured, it was a doomsday scene.
On the cyan millstone, the scales almost fell off, and the millstone began to shrink violently, reappearing the feeling of vague disappearance.
A piercing blade of light emanated from the training camp, streaked high into the sky, and hit the cyan millstone hundreds of meters away.
The green millstone that could only be melted away by the fierce power of heaven and earth was cut off into a small section like tofu in front of this blade of light.
"It's not formed yet, so I'll take a piece of your sacred bone and keep it as a souvenir."
The cut-off green object instantly turned black, like a black stone. Yan Xingxia took out a piece of silk and wrapped the black stone carefully. His figure jumped up and disappeared in place as a gust of wind blew through.
"It doesn't matter if the goose has its feathers plucked, it doesn't matter."
Looking at the blue millstone that gradually faded and almost disappeared, Yan Xuankong murmured a few words, called Ruan Fei, gave a few casual instructions, and walked towards the training camp with a tired look on his face.
"The Eighth Flying Group returns."
"All sergeants of the 21st Division have returned."
"Grandmasters and master practitioners, we have prepared some small gifts and will send them to your residences soon. Thank you for your help."
"Hushan Training Camp, the military construction number has been applied for cancellation starting today, and it is planned to be a civilian regular training base."
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Ruan Fei sent out messages one after another. After the noise, the strange phenomena slowly disappeared, and Hushan gradually became quiet.
"Boys, let me see what you have gained this time."
At the exchange window, Yan Xuankong came with an appraiser, and the newlyweds who had been waiting for a long time quickly stood up straight.
"Yes, a pure black ancient sword, the rust is a bit serious, it has some research value, fifty thousand."
"The solid color gold skull crown, the color is translucent, the workmanship is exquisite, very good, the estimated price is 1.5 million."
The appraiser evaluated the newcomers' trophies. His price was fair. Even the pickiest person could not say anything. The newcomers who received the amount were very happy to exchange supplies on the other side.
Yan Xuankong's face was indifferent. He played with the ancient sword in a bored manner, and then touched the golden skull crown. There was also a newcomer who contributed a few pieces of jade and a few gold ornaments, which were better than nothing.
Xu Zhi put the three items on the table, and Yan Xuankong's eyes lit up a little.
"It's made of good material, made of pure gold, and seems to be set with a cat's eye gemstone. It's said to have some spirituality. It's estimated at 400,000."
"Two bottles of relic potion are cold in nature. The market price of the relic potion is 5 million each. These two bottles seem to be of the same type, so they can barely be converted into 10 million."
It can be seen that the appraiser seems to be very dissatisfied with this same variety. If I had known this, I would submit one by myself, and the king of kings would submit one, and you would be happy to keep it. Five million for each person, it is not forced at all.
"Not bad, not bad. You have gained a lot, kid. This land has become your cash machine."
Yan Xuankong smiled happily, dissipating a trace of gloomy and depressed atmosphere.
"A little bit of luck." Xu Zhi smiled mischievously. If there is a harvest, it is better than Shang Qianqiu who came out with zero eggs. That little girl has no chance of getting rich.
"Congratulations, it seems that you can get together for the seventh level to practice. Hey, you are making good progress in your Qi skills."
Yan Xuankong looked at Xu Zhi carefully, then pinched his wrist to feel it. The Qi inside his body was floating, and he had obviously reached the level of a basic practitioner. Changchun True Yang Kung seemed to have entered the fourth level.
His cultivation speed is very fast, his inner Qi is full, and his Qi movement framework is stable. This level of Qi training is not inferior to that of the disciples of first-class families.
Moreover, there was a slight counterattack force coming from Xu Zhi's muscles and bones. This boy's body was much stronger than the average person. If he had a good martial arts at the same level, this boy would be able to defy the heavens.
With a smile on his face, Yan Xuankong looked at Xu Zhi and said, "Xiao Xu, are you interested in learning about martial arts? Learn some good martial arts. Let me teach you step by step."
"Martial skills."
Xu Zhi's thoughts turned around. He currently has three martial arts skills: Qianjun Cudgel Technique, Jintou Gong and Phoenix Lian Yin. If it is enough, it is really very reluctant. The Golden Head Gong focuses on passive defense, while Lian Huang Yin is a martial art to assist in combat.
, Qianjun stick technique is used to output martial arts. Now that all sticks are gone, if we don’t build a new one, this stick technique can only be used on the virtual battlefield.
"Full set?"
Xu Zhi was really frightened by Yan Xuankong. Your old stuff is good, and it can be sold in sections. It can hold up in the early stage, but most people will not be able to bear it in the future.
“A complete set, two hours of step-by-step instruction, and ten video demonstrations. It’s a good product.”
"Everything you want is available."
"It's awesome anyway, just tell me whether you want it or not."
"let me see."
Xu Zhi went down with a pained face. He originally wanted to get to the seventh level of Qi training and be done with it. Unexpectedly, Yan Xuankong offered another temptation. He had to go and have a look. If he was so awesome, he couldn't do it.
Lower the level of Qi training slightly.
"This is my baby, woohoo."
The King of Kings took out the Imprisoned Spirit, wiped away his tears, and handed it to the appraiser.
"The jewelry made of gold and silver seems to be mixed with mercury. It has a dark style and average craftsmanship. This jewelry, oh, why do I think of my dead old woman, woo woo~"
The old appraiser took off his glasses and didn't even quote the price. Don't wipe your tears.
"Old Tang, people of your age are sentimental and can remind you of your family just by looking at the jewelry."
After Yan Xuankong teased Xu Zhi, he felt much better and patted the appraiser Old Tang on the shoulder. Since Old Tang was sad, the process still had to be completed, and he would be the one to make the final quotation for the item.
"This little thing is not bad. You can put it on display as a handicraft. Since it comes from this land, let me quote you 200,000 yuan. Oh, it's really sad. A good cave is gone. Hehehehehe~"