Sage Emperor

Chapter 1300 Wilderness Plains Market

“There's so much chaos out there, so many of us are left outside, so easily chopped to death.” Zhang Huangfang: “Where is there only ten people allowed to go in there to do business? ”

“This is the rule of our Blood Sacrifice Gate, that's the rule, no doubt! ”

The man in blood drank violently: "To come to our Blood Sacrifice Gate to do business is to follow our rules. This wilderness is a collection of hundreds of thousands of Gate faction forces. Each Gate faction has its own rules. You do not obey, either roll or die. ”

Shuā

This man chief in blood, the last word of the median god, just dropped, saw his body without his head, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly screamed, because his head flew high, and all could see that his body had no head.

“Kill!”

It was not Yang Qi who cut off his head, but Zhang Huangroom. Between the moves, a thunderbolt was less than the power of ear cover to solve this burden in front of him. Then, as soon as he grabbed it, an attractive force was created from the palm of his hand. A giant chaotic ancient serpent appeared. At the same time, he swallowed the body of the man in blood, and his head swallowed it all. Rolling elixir was transformed into his own divine power, greatly replenished.

He is now a superior god, and has been the emissary of the Holy King's Chamber of Commerce for so many years, acting decisively and harshly, knowing that Yankee came here this time to kill people, seize the land, and will not even talk to this bloody sacrificial doorman. Yankee even taught him to devour the weather, directly devouring them all after killing them, turning them into energy, leaving no hindsight.

The disciples of the Holy King's Party, such as the World Assassins, jumped to kill, in the palms of their hands, swallowed up with swordlight, the sun and moon lit up, and for every sword, a blood sacrificial disciple died.

Almost three breaths, and those blood sacrificial disciples died clean.

Once Zhang Huangroom took the shot, he swallowed the weather and ate all the flesh and soul clean. He broke in first. From start to finish, Yankee didn't make a move, and these shrimp rice aren't worth it to him to exercise his Saint King's disciples' field experience.

Bi Lu also values this. The disciples of the Holy King's Party hold regular activities every month to go to dangerous places to practice. All that can survive is the elite. Of course, Yang Qi already used the pretext of experience to eliminate the members of the secret party.

So now the members of the secret party are the least of the Holy King's Party, which the young master of the Divine Gate also discovered, so he should be desperate to deal with Yang Qi.

All the way into it, stepped into the loft of the Blood Sacrifice Gate, and then a great battle began. There were constant masters coming out of it, they were all demonic people, but Zhang Giant house blockers were overwhelmed, see one kill one.

Yankee follows these disciples.

Suddenly, there was a disturbance outside, and some people saw Yankee people and blood sacrifice doors, all trying to pick up cheap, so they broke in.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Yankee misspelled a few fingers, and suddenly all of them exploded in the sky, leaving no remains.

This has deterred all, and some of the outside masters have fallen apart.

Yang Qiling painted an empty sky and suddenly a light door appeared at the door, no one could come in.

“Whoever dares to break into my blood-slave doors will be murdered without mercy.” Finally, the master of the Blood Sacrifice Gate appeared, a full god, and as soon as it appeared, it suddenly rained empty, and then the invincible master, a tall man in blood, stood in front of many disciples, and saw Zhang Huangyu and others, blocking their way.

This bloody man, with his bloody beard like thatched grass, big eyebrows, shines a bloody halo all over his body, behind him is a bloody cloud accompanied by wind and rain.

“Who are you people? This is a bloody rainy day.” Blood rains, look at the people: “Can you provoke the Blood Sacrifice? ”

“Kill!”

Zhang Jinglou made another move. He was originally a superior god, far from being able to compete with the full god. However, he was not frightened at all, a golden skeleton flew out, shouted, and arrived in front of this bloody rainy day, turned into a golden demon, a long blonde hair, the bones clacked and clacked, suddenly five fingers and grabbed, the poison plus the power, and fiercely attacked the bloody rainy day.

Blood and rain suddenly failed to prevent, and was breached all over his body. The golden palm reached over his body, and suddenly a very poisonous gas turned his eyes and spinned all over his body! Blood rain, blood clouds and rain, are turned into many dark golden gases.

“What is this thing! ”

He was shocked, waved his palms and bombarded, but Zhang Huanghouse and all his disciples, suddenly congealed together into a great array, they converged with each other's swordlight, concentrated, and burst into a swordman long river, stopping the blood and rain from cutting off his waist.

“This is the empty sword river divine work of the Lord of Swords, which Gate are you?” Blood and rain once again severely injured, desperately resisting, but it did nothing. With that poisonous golden skeleton, he was steadily suppressed. Many disciples joined together, swordsmanship and killing moves, joint sword arrays, surrounding him, almost kept him breathless.

“Life killing! ”

Zhang Huangroom roared.

Suddenly, the Long River sword flashed and turned into many killer white rainbows, swimming in the sky, as if it were a white dragon, killing many disciples in the entire blood sacrifice gate building.

This is the Sword of the King of Life again.

When the swords gathered together, no one could resist this power, especially the blood sacrificial disciples who were killed, all of them absorbed into the sword, the bears burned and actually evolved into a way of killing life.

“This is the Sword of the King of Life! ”

Even more shocked by the bloody rain, he watched his disciples in the attic, one by one, and the other's sword was getting fiercer and fiercer. He was about to be slaughtered under the sword, and suddenly he started thinking about escaping. He suddenly turned into a bloody light, wandering all over the sky, and the blood thunder erupted.

“Blood Rain Demon Thunder Thunder! ”

Suddenly, the blade shook a suffocation.

But Zhang Huangroom didn't even look, drank violently: “Empty Sword River, kill Wang Dao, the two instruments are differentiated, Tai Chi Yin Yang! ”

Between moments, here hundreds of disciples are separated from each other, one turned into a void sword river, one turned into a white rainbow to kill the sword, wrapped around each other, suddenly it fits perfectly.

Creak!

All the Blood Rain Demon Thunder swept away and then wiped out the honorable flesh of the Blood Rain, leaving only one character. When the golden skeleton hand grabbed it, he squeaked and smiled and swallowed up the bloody god.

Many disciples stopped, like the army, neat and tidy, swallowed dandruff, sword festival through, and the frequency breath of all people was a whole.

This is a million times of training, in the midst of a life-and-death struggle, in the neat discipline practiced, in the whole sealed gate, only the Saint King's Party has such a team.

Yang Qi combines the use of the two kinds of swords that kill the Sword Dao and the Vacant Sword River, and teaches them to many brothers. Those brothers cultivate the disciples of the Holy King's Party, the shepherds, the late, the proud world, which of these characters is not the best in the world of secular fairies? Cultivating disciples naturally has a set.

The Saint King's disciples they practiced were all loyal, disciplined and commanding, and now Yang Qi sees the results of their practice.

If you don't do it yourself, you can actually kill a full God. Although this bloody rainy day was the early days of a full God, it is after all a full God.

Hundreds of disciples, the changing swordsmanship, are simply unpredictable and have a deep understanding of the essence of the King of Life and the Lord of Sword Dao.

Together, these disciples, even ten times as many enemies, are not afraid, because of their swordsmanship, which destroys all evil. Not long ago, deep in the attic of the entire Blood Sacrifice Gate, some disciples were killed clean, besides the bloody rain to honor this full god, there were several superior gods, which were invincible, swordlight arrived, immediately lay down.

Yankee didn't do anything, just saw these disciples kill, nodded secretly, felt that the Holy King's Party was going on like this, let alone occupy the sealed gate, even if there was nothing wrong with the dominating party, now all that is lacking is time.

A few hours later, Zhang Huangroom came up to report: “Master, everything has been counted. In this blood sacrifice gate, there are 300,000 pieces of dandruff, 400,000 shekels, hundreds of divine stones of the ranks of the priests, and one sacred stone. In addition, all kinds of materials, pharaohs, are listed, and please read them. ”

“Well, this is some small fortune, not enough to make up for the losses of our Holy King's Chamber of Commerce, and then we replace all the plaques in this loft with my Holy King's Chamber of Commerce sign, and then we open the door to do business, we buy all the useful materials, we put out the sign, we buy it with the money, you know? ”

Yankee immediately ordered.

“But we don't have so much money!” Zhang Huanglou's face revealed hesitation.

“No wonder, you see…..” Yang Qi smiled slightly, suddenly around the attic, countless shekels landed, not long after the ground, a time later, at least billions of shekels, piled up on the ground.

Yang Qi's current cultivation cannot be said to be the same as at that time. Now he is constantly manufacturing day and night. He can make billions of shekels every day, but even if tens of billions of shekels arrive in the divine realm, it is only a drop of water in the sea. After all, the divine realm is too big to cause inflation.

Billions of golden bills, amazing purchasing power, I don't know how many good things can be bought. After all, the golden bills are convenient to carry, and the fixed value is the hard currency of the whole divine world. You can buy good things everywhere, especially in the wilderness market. Some gods only need golden bills and nothing else, because carrying treasures is easy to rob. Robbery, discovery of the smell on the body, but carrying the magic money has no smell.

“Master, this is….” Zhang Huanglou was shocked.

“To announce the opening of our Holy King's Chamber of Commerce, to expand the place while buying large quantities of goods, I want to build a thriving commercial empire here.” Once Yankee waved, he had never made a lot of money since he could make it. This time he came to the Wilderness Collection and was ready for a big fight.