Yuanshi Tianzun's wild laughter attracted the attention of the official practitioners present. When they saw him taking out a stamp, the saints, masters, and official members of the live broadcast room subconsciously thought that this was a sign of his confession.

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——Hand in the props!

With the spiritual power, spiritual body, and physical body sealed, and with the Tribunal shrouding the seal and isolating the spiritual realm, no one can stir up trouble.

The inventory is usually not sealed, because criminals who can enter Tribunal No. 1 will be imprisoned for life at the least, and their props will be confiscated.

Sealed inventory, how to collect props?

As for the situation when criminals fight back before death, there are ten elders who judge, and there are demigods among the ten elders who judge. They will have the power to crush the criminals at the scene no matter what, and there is no need to worry about things happening in a hurry.

Generally speaking, after the trial results come out, the ten elders will personally control the criminals and collect the props.

"Exchange tickets from Wanjie Commercial Bank?" Elder Di Hong sighed, this man's temperament is indeed strong.

The other nine peak masters sitting high on the trial bench frowned slightly.

Yuanshi Tianzun seems to have exchanged something.

But, what can he exchange for?

There are ten peak masters and twenty or thirty masters present. Unless the demigods come in person, it is meaningless.

The ten elders didn't care what he exchanged, but they regretted the precious exchange ticket.

This is something even demigods want.

Elder Miao of Baihuahui sighed softly: "Yuanshi, don't resist stubbornly!"

There was a flash of green light, and crisp vines suddenly grew out of the bench behind Zhang Yuanqing. They swayed him with their teeth and claws, and the vine's head slapped, cutting off his right hand holding the stamp, causing the dark blue stamp to fall.

Secretary Zhou immediately said: "Guard, seize that prop."

As he spoke, he looked at Elder Cai and said, "Please ask the presiding judge to immediately confiscate all the props in the defendant's inventory."

Two guards strode towards Zhang Yuanqing. One of them held down his shoulders and kicked him in the chest behind his knees, forcing him to kneel down.

Another person bent down to pick up the stamp, but before he reached out to touch the stamp, the dark blue stamp suddenly burst into bright flames and burned to ashes in an instant.

Rule 1 for the use of Wanjie Commercial Bank redemption tickets: There is no upper limit for redemption. You can sacrifice dominator-level props or even demigod-level items, which will give the same level of power.

Rule 2: The saint cannot withstand the power of the master, and the master cannot withstand the power of the demigod. The consequence of skipping the level exchange is to return to the spiritual realm.

Rule 3: The redemption target can only be the ticket holder and cannot be used through clones, even clones made from causal props.

Rule 4: The exchange ticket has its own ideas. It will choose what you want from you instead of specifying it. You can agree or refuse.

The rules of use flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and at the same time, he heard the spiritual realm prompt:

【Ding! Redemption successful.】

[Identification of Wanjie Trading Company: Taiyin Origin Fragment, one of the administrator’s permissions, one of the core permissions, a demigod stage item. Identification completed!]

[Exchange items: Thunder Mage Authority Fragments, Wind Mage Authority Fragments, Void Authority Fragments.]

[You will gain the power of the three major permission fragments, the use time limit is two minutes, starting time: 01:58:80]

【Ding, redemption completed!】

In the void, a bolt of thunder crashed down and hit Zhang Yuanqing straight away.

The vines and roots wrapped around his body, the wooden ring around his neck, and the shackles on his ankles were instantly turned into charcoal.

The guard who pressed his shoulders and forced him to kneel down turned into ashes before he even had time to scream.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly bounced up and hung in the air. His short hair stood up one by one, emitting fluorescent blue light. His eye sockets were filled with blue-purple electric current. Bright arcs of electricity "crackled" on the body surface, and the center of his eyebrows highlighted blue.

Colored lightning mark.

Demigod-level pressure descended overwhelmingly.

At this moment, he was like a resurrected ancient thunder god, like an angry king.

Demigod-level pressure descended overwhelmingly.

At this moment, he was like a resurrected ancient thunder god, like an angry king.

He raised his arms, and his body shot out arcs as thick as a finger. The light bulbs above his head exploded with sparks and went out one after another. The equipment in the photographer's hand, the projector on the ceiling, the audience's mobile phones, and all the electrical appliances present were affected.

Interference, damage..

The screen in the live broadcast room went black.

The official practitioners watching the live broadcast lost the screen, and the message area exploded with comments:

"What happened? I seemed to see a bolt of thunder hitting Yuanshi Tianzun."

"It should be that Yuanshi Tianzun jumped over the wall in a hurry. He is stupid. Who can resist in front of the ten elders?"

"Wait a minute, Yuanshi Tianzun can't make trouble, and the picture should be restored soon."

There was a continuous sizzling sound, and the picture restored again, but it was covered with snowflakes.

The scene in the judgment hall instantly became chaotic. The saints were driven by fear, running around with their heads in their hands, or lying on the ground, trembling.

"What's going on? What's going on?!"

They screamed in horror, unable to understand why Yuanshi Tianzun would burst out with such terrifying power.

In the jury box, more than 20 elders, their legs were trembling, their expressions were stiff, and they stared at Yuanshi Tianzun surrounded by thunder and lightning in horror.

This is demigod-level power!

The ten old people's eyebrows jumped.

"Woooo..."

The shrill roar of the wind echoed in the judgment hall, and hurricanes rose from the ground, lifting the saints into the air, tearing the tables and chairs into pieces, and blowing the elders around.

Translucent wings spread out from Zhang Yuanqing's back, condensed by violent airflow.

Two small hurricanes held up the soles of his feet.

This was not over yet. The space around Zhang Yuanqing collapsed, and a deep black hole appeared, as if connected to the unknown void.

The demigod powers of the three major professions descended into one body.

Endless coercion enveloped the entire hall, and the saints prostrated themselves on the ground, completely losing their ability to move, and the low-level ones became incontinent on the spot.

The elders in the jury box were no different from the saints at this moment. Yanshi, who had an iron will, also knelt down in fear, trembling all over.

The ten elders, who were in high positions and seemed to never lose their composure, suddenly stood up.

This change exceeded everyone's expectations. The young man who was a chopping block a moment ago was now a tyrant dominating the entire scene.

No one can figure out where this unruly young man borrowed his power from, but one thing is certain, the Five Elements Alliance is in danger.

At this moment, more than two-thirds of the elite members of the Five Elements Alliance and ten peak masters have gathered in the Tribunal. If they are all taken away, the local spiritual realm forces will be completely unbalanced and fall into chaos.

They were all wrong. Yuanshi Tianzun was not a piece of meat left to be slaughtered. What they were trying to judge was not the young genius Jie Fan.

They were all wrong. Yuanshi Tianzun was not a piece of meat left to be slaughtered. What they were trying to judge was not a young and talented man, but an unruly demon and a terrible tyrant.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was riding a hurricane, cast his eyes filled with bright electric light at Secretary Zhou, and his voice was loud and ethereal, like a god whispering:

"Surnamed Zhou, do you have any last words?"

Secretary Zhou's face turned pale, his body was shaking like chaff, and fear filled his heart.

This feeling of doom almost destroys one's sanity.

His lips trembled as he spoke, as if he wanted to beg for mercy, exchange benefits, or...

"You are not worthy of last words." Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand and pointed far away.

boom!

A thick bolt of lightning came and directly turned his body into splashing water, breaking the water ghost's passiveness.

"Zizzizi..."

Lightning continued to fall, and under the high temperature, the water spray evaporated one after another.

Both form and spirit are destroyed.

A high-ranking secretary just died in front of everyone, as weak as an ant.

This scene deeply stimulated the surrounding elders.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately looked at "Jiuquzhihe" and "Biologist", and said coldly: "You two participated in the action of hunting me, and you deserve to die."

He raised his head and pointed.

The hurricane compressed into two high-speed rotating spears, which penetrated his body and twisted them into splashing water.

Boom boom boom!

Thunder and lightning came one after another, and all the splashes were evaporated by the water spray.

There is no whole body in death.

From the beginning to the end, the two masters did not have time to make a sound.
To be continued...