Devouring The Heavens

"Eight fighting king-level Yasha Nedan, eight hundred head yaksha, great, every time you kill a fighting king-level demon creature, it will reward 100,000 fighting master coins, equivalent to 80 million merit points, Each Yasha Nedan, worth one million worth of fighting master coins, eight eight million, these are equivalent to eighty eight million, come here, Brother will give you statistics, how many merit points in total." Luo Geng I was too lazy to talk nonsense. I was thinking about another 88 million merit points. I was excited when I thought about it. He also wanted to know how many merit points he could earn from Xuanyuan this time.

"Haha, there are a total of 266.77 million merit points. The "Dragon Fighting Mansion" has already been clearly stipulated that the total value of the merit points of hundreds of millions of merit points can be awarded at a time. Be the Lord and give Brother Xuanyuan your merits of 300 million. Your huge contribution is absolutely not negligible." Luo Geng spitting, and the people in his heart shouted with excitement:

"Comfortable, this is a comfortable day with oil and water. The merits of 300 million have been completed. Xuanyuan, you are really my cash cow."

Thinking in his heart, Luo Geng smiled and said:

"Brother Xuanyuan, brother, I really admire you. Hurry up and take out my Dragon Token. I will put the merit points into your token."

Xuanyuan shook his head and solemnly said:

"These merit points obtained by Neidan are all included in Brother Feng's'Dragon Fighting Herald', as if I were honoring him, and I did not hide it. Among those 132 demons Dan, with the eight Yasha Nedan was the fifth floor of the Hongri Devil’s Cave, and finally he was almost projected by the Emperor Dou of the two princesses of the Demon Race. I’m dead now, money is a foreign body..."

Now Xuanyuan has changed, his face is awe-inspiring, and his mouth is screaming, similar to the money is all floating clouds, people must understand the grace of dripping water.

Luo Geng's smile stiffened at once, and he laughed a few times:

"Senior Xuanyuan, you really are. Brother Fengfeng is your brother, how can you take care of this with you? Or take it yourself. Brother Fengfeng knows me best, this is the merit of Nedan. He’s not going to pay attention to it’s value, so ah, you really don’t have to worry about it so much with Brother Fengchao, isn’t it out of sight?"

Xuanyuan waved his hand, an old-fashioned look, saying:

"This is my mind, there are some things, not the question of more or less, this is my mind, this man..."

Xuanyuan once again talked nonsense for ten minutes. Luo Geng's face became darker and darker. The feeling of Xuanyuan was determined. He was determined to give these merits to the wind. If so, I can't even get a single hair, I don't even say it, but I have to post more than 12 million merit points.