Chapter 615 The brutal Yan Qing listened to this voice. Feng Hao looked sideways, and saw the Beidou Holy Son walking in a tiger step, surrounded by more than a dozen young people with extraordinary figures, walking towards this side, and suddenly, his brows were deeply furrowed.

He didn't understand why this Beidou Holy Son wanted to insert such a kick.

"Could he see the extraordinaryness of such a thing?"

His mind turned, Feng Hao thought about it quickly, but he made up his mind in his heart that he must take such a thing into his own hands, even if he offended this Beidou Holy Son for this!

He has a strong physique, black hair like a waterfall, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and his whole body seems to be shrouded in endless holy rings.

"Stinky fart!"

Yan Qing glanced at him casually, muttering in her mouth, and a pair of jade hands kept kneading the small ball, making the latter die and come back to life, rolling her eyes.

Looking at the coming Beidou Holy Son, Xue Yan's delicate face had an unfathomable smile, Wen Wen stood there quietly, very quiet, and the reincarnation on the side was a small step intentionally or unintentionally, standing in front of her, a sense of slaughter slowly flowed out.

"Hehe! 200,000 Wu Jing, I'll give you a piece of Heterocrystal!"

Under the stunned gaze of the strong man, the Beidou Holy Son directly ignored the existence of Feng Hao and his party, turned his hand, and took out a piece of fire attribute crystals that were swirling with fire qi, and suddenly, the surrounding temperature rose.

The strong man was directly stunned, and what stood in front of him was a holy lord of the future holy land!

Such a high-ranking existence is not at all accessible to a marketman like him.

And others were also stunned.

Why did the Holy Son of the Big Dipper spend such a price to buy such a useless thing? Could it really be an ancient treasure?

Suddenly, many people looked at the things in Feng Hao's hands, and several pairs of shimmering eyes lit up everywhere

"Take it!"

Although the Beidou Holy Son had a smile on his face, it was extremely cold, his voice was like a bell, and the strong man's mind was a little dizzy, and he reflexively took it in his hand, and still stood there dumbfounded.

He didn't understand why the things he had priced at 50,000 Wu Jing were suddenly so valuable.

"Give it to me!"

He was full of holy rhyme, like the resurrection of the ancient sage, dazzling, after inadvertently glancing at Yan Qing, he turned to Feng Hao, and said lightly, his voice was light, but there was an undeniable implication.

"I'm sorry. ”

Feng Hao's eyes flashed with purple light, and he looked at him without fear, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "I'll give out 210,000 martial crystals!"

"Shhh

When the voice fell, there was an instant sound of gasping cold air, and a pair of eyes looked at Feng Hao with a look of disbelief.

His actions are directly offending the future Holy Lord of a holy land!

The authority of the Holy Lord cannot be violated, but whoever resists will almost be wiped out by the Holy Lord, otherwise, where is the Holy Lord?

This boy is dead!

Even if he is a prefecture-level pharmacist, it is inevitable!

Everyone thought so, but they didn't understand why this young man did this, and was it worth it for this fake treasure? Even if it was a real treasure, it wasn't worth it!

Because, life is more important than anything else, how can one person resist a holy place?!

Xue Yan, who was standing behind Samsara, looked at this scene, and her eyes turned into a star again, flickering incessantly, as if she was deducing something.

"Giggles!"

Looking at the stunned look of the Beidou Holy Son, Yan Qingjiao laughed, a pair of autumn eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and stretched out her Qianqian jade hand to give Feng Hao a thumbs up.

"Presumptuous, you dare to offend my Beidou Holy Son?!

The young man standing behind the Beidou Holy Son was not happy, and one by one he stepped forward with a dark face and scolded Feng Hao.

They are all candidates for the Holy Son of the Big Dipper, or elite children, and maintaining the Holy Son is what they must do!

"Ignorant child, what kind of holy land disciple are you, report your name quickly!"

"Don't hurry up and present the things, or the spirit of your fight will be annihilated!"

They are all stern, commanding the dance with their hands, and they are full of momentum, and they have the potential to kill Feng Hao in one fell swoop.

"What's it called?!"

Before Feng Hao could speak, Yan Qing on the side was unhappy, her pretty face was cold, her voice was like thunder, and she suppressed all these noises.

The girl's eyes were like electricity, as if with an inexplicable charm, and those who looked at her all trembled and took a step back.

"The Holy Son of the Big Dipper, such a great majesty, isn't it just the inheritance of a great sage? What's so great?"

Facing the Holy Son of the Big Dipper, who was like a holy spirit, she was not affected at all, holding a small ball in one hand, brushing its soft fur with the other, her small mouth was slightly pursed, her mouth was disdainful, and her brutal personality was swept away.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was immediately shocked!

She's mocking a Son!

Suddenly, many people retreated quickly, for fear that they would be affected, but many people were speculating about the identity of Feng Hao and his party.

Scanning the four people, none of them is simple!

Feng Hao, although Xiuwei is only a martial artist, he is a pharmacist who actually wears a ground-level mid-level pharmacist badge!

Not to mention Yan Qing, there is a cloud of thunder in her body, devouring everything, making it impossible for people to penetrate her true cultivation, even the Beidou Holy Son can't find it.

And Xue Yan, although she seems to be weak, her cultivation is also the third realm of martial arts, and the most important thing is that she has a special hazy feeling all over her body, which makes people look dreamy, very unreal.

Reincarnation, fearless and fearless, those cold eyes, cold and thorough, make people's hearts chill, just a glance, is the urge to stay away from him.

This is a god of killing!

Everyone was born with this feeling, his eyes were indifferent to everything, as if there was no one in this world who he couldn't kill, even the Beidou Holy Son, also gave birth to a sense of nervousness, and couldn't help but take up the holy energy to protect the body!

"You!"

The Beidou Holy Son looked directly at Yan Qing, anger flashed in his eyes, and he could feel that the strange gaze at that time was from this girl.

Holy power cannot be violated, she is blaspheming Holy Might!

"What am I, what am I? You can't afford to pay if you add 10,000 Wu Jing, and you still have the face to speak? It's really a shame for you Beidou Holy Land!"

Yan Qing was not afraid of him, her big eyes glared back directly, pursed her lips, and said in a disdainful tone, the straight Beidou Holy Son's body trembled, a pair of eyes were red, and the holy power surged, overwhelming, and directly pressed towards her.