On that night, Jumbo Lou summoned all the major forces in Qingshan City overnight, and an action that terrified Wan Bao Lou swept in.

The next day, early in the morning, the major forces of Qingshan City jointly launched three kinds of runes, namely the body quenching talisman, the soul gathering talisman and the light body talisman.

As the name suggests, the quenching talisman is naturally to temper the physical body, the soul gathering talisman is to condense the soul, and the light body talisman is to increase the speed of the martial artist.

Not only that, but the three runes jointly launched by the major forces in Qingshan City this time are all second-grade spirit patterns.

The second-grade spirit pattern, this is a rare existence in Qingshan City, a small city that is not obvious.

So, Aoyama City is crazy.

Countless warriors frantically rushed towards the fang market where the major families were sitting, however, to their helplessness, the major families did not start selling, but asked all those who were interested in buying to make a heavenly oath that they would not buy anything from Wanbaolou in the future.

This condition caught countless warriors off guard, but after a short period of consideration, many people still chose to swear.

The current situation is obvious, the major families in Qingshan City and the Treasure Pavilion have joined forces to suppress Wanbao Tower.

Under such a menacing pressure frenzy, even if Wanbaolou is deeply rooted in Qingshan City, it can't bear it.

Wanbao Building!

The major elders and the Supreme Elder all had ugly faces at this time, listening to the deacon below report the news of the last few days.

After hearing that Longchen actually launched three runes one after another, threatening the buyers to swear not to buy anything from Wanbaolou again, all the high-level executives of Wanbaolou who were doing it were furious.

One by one, they blew their beards and stared at their eyes, hoping to pull out the dragon dust and eat it alive.

"Damn little bastard, how dare you bully me Wanbaolou like this, is it really impossible for me to have no one in Wanbaolou?"

The three elders of Taishang had white hair flying up, and the murderous aura in his eyes flickered, and it was obvious that he had moved to kill.

"If this son is not removed, it will be a disaster for my Wanbaolou after all!"

The Grand Elder Taishang, who was sitting in the first place, slowly narrowed his eyes, tapped the table lightly with his thumb, looked at the young man at the bottom, and said with a respectful expression, "Young Master, what do you think should be done about this matter?"

Ye Tian had been sitting there quietly, his eyes were flat, he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation, and when he heard this, his eyelids moved slightly, and said, "Just a kid has forced you to this point, it seems that that kid really has some means, but it's a pity ......"

"It's a pity that he is too ignorant of current affairs, I have to offend Luo Lingtian, otherwise I would have the heart to accept him as my war servant!"

"It's a pity!"

Ye Tian sighed twice, slowly stood up from the big chair, his eyes flashed, and his body exuded a noble temperament, and everyone present bowed their heads one after another.

"Ye Hong!"

Ye Tian looked at the Grand Elder.

"Young master!"

Being stared at by Ye Tian's gaze, even Ye Hong, who had cultivated far beyond Ye Tian, not only felt a stagnation in his breath, but hurriedly walked down from the main seat, respectfully saluted, and said, "Please command, young master!"

Ye Tian took out a piece of paper from the storage ring, threw it in front of Ye Hong lightly, and said casually, "Refine this thing, the crisis of Wanbaolou can be solved!"

Ye Hong respectfully took a look at the result with both hands, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "It's actually a second-grade broken martial arts!"

Rumble!

As soon as Ye Hong's voice fell, the eyes of everyone present lit up, and there was a trace of terrifying heat flashing in their eyes.

Breaking the Martial Pill, this elixir is extremely famous, and it is said to increase the probability of breaking through the Huangwu Realm by two percent.

Don't think that two percent is too little, you must know that breaking through to the peak of the Qi Gathering Realm to the Huangwu Realm can be described as a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, this step is not so easy to cross, and it is even more difficult than breaking through the Qi Gathering Realm in the Qi Refining Realm.

In Qingshan City, there are many people at the peak of the Qi Gathering Realm, but there are very few people who can take that step to break through to the Huangwu Realm.

Seeing the surprise and heat in everyone's eyes, Ye Tian shook his head disdainfully, a small place is a small place, this kind of garbage pill is just a common existence in the imperial capital, but it can set off a monstrous wave here.

Suppressing this trace of disdain in his heart, Ye Tian's eyes were majestic, and he said indifferently in his voice, "Ye Hong, if you can't defeat the Treasure Pavilion with the Broken Martial Pill, then you, the Supreme Elder, don't have to be in charge, just go back to the family and accept the punishment!"

"And I'm going to go to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, I'll come back in about three days, and when I come back, I hope to see the Treasure Pavilion trampled under our feet!"

Dropping a sentence, Ye Tian walked out of the main hall with his hands behind his back and with a respectful look.

For Ye Tian, he had never regarded Dragon Dust or Qingshan City as a thing, but he didn't know that the development of things was far from being as simple as he imagined.

......

On the third day, the people who came to Wanbaolou became more and more scarce, and even the thirty percent of the past were gone, sparse, and it looked very desolate.

However, in this situation, Wanbaolou released rumors, and from now on, Wanbaolou will launch a broken martial arts.

As soon as this news was released, it was like a meteorite falling into the sea, setting off a monstrous wave, and many families in Qingshan City quickly turned back from the Treasure Pavilion like sharks that smelled blood.

Qingshan City, low-level martial artists occupy the majority, and the Huangwu Realm is the pinnacle of combat power, as long as it breaks through the Huangwu Realm, at that time, it will be the number one who is on the people, and the entire Qingshan City can shoot the number three.

The temptation of breaking the martial arts pill is too great.

Whether it was the four major families or some other forces, they all sent people to Wanpanlou and vowed to win a Broken Martial Pill.

In just one afternoon, the originally deserted Wanbao Building was crowded and lively, and the surrounding elders of Wanbao Lou saw this scene and became even more in awe of Ye Tian in their hearts.

If the young master doesn't make a move, it's just that, and it's really earth-shattering.

"After all, this is a world where the strong are respected, as long as you master the high-end combat power, it is equivalent to mastering this power!" Ye Hong showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Some people think that they can turn the sky upside down since they hold a few runes, but how do you know what that ability is in front of the real big forces?"

Everyone naturally heard that Ye Hong was talking about dragon dust.

"Pass the order, one Broken Martial Pill is one million gold coins, and if you want to buy Broken Martial Pill, you must make a Heavenly Dao oath, and the family must not buy anything in the Treasure Pavilion!"

Ye Hong sneered in his heart, dragon dust, dragon dust, the old man wants to see, what will you do this time?

The Broken Martial Pill had indeed set off a monstrous wave in Qingshan City, and those forces who were still waiting and had not yet come to sign an agreement with the Treasure Pavilion flocked to Wanbao Tower.

In the Treasure Pavilion, the dragon dust was still cultivating the True Dragon Nine Strikes, and the cultivation room was full of gunshots, sometimes as urgent as a rainstorm, sometimes as ethereal as the wind, and the dragon dust stepped on lightning steps under his feet, his figure was fluttering, and his eyes were sharp.

"Bang!"

A shot stabbed out, and nine red energies turned into nine small dragons that rushed out from the tip of the spear, and passed through the hollow of a thumb-sized gold coin, and a practice stone in the back burst open a crack, and then exploded with a bang.