"If you don't sell it, don't even think about it!"

Ao Xiaotian replied subconsciously.

Ten thousand people's faces froze, how did they feel that this dragon was targeting him.

He walked into the city with regret.

A moment later.

A golden light descended from the sky, and at the gate of the East City Gate, it turned into a slightly chubby-looking figure.

He was wearing big pants, flip-flops, and the familiar fat house dress.

It looks harmless to humans and animals, honest and honest.

Holding a large plastic bag of 'Wangcai Supermarket' in his hand.

As soon as Yang Wuxing entered the city, he looked at Zhenlongzhu.

However, it was a shock.

"What's going on?"

He looked at the entangled dragon and snake with a blank face.

I saw Yang Fei's house entering the city.

Ao Xiaotian suddenly shouted: "This reptile has damaged my baby, do you still have it?"

"Uh......"

Yang Wuxing glanced at Wang Hei, and then at the rotten mobile phone that had exploded on the ground.

Guessed the situation.

I secretly said a good opportunity in my heart.

So he said: "Yes, but this thing is not cheap, I couldn't afford one with a month's salary before." ”

After speaking, Yang Wuxing pretended to be in pain, and looked at Ao Xiaotian with blank eyes.

I couldn't afford it before, but now I ...... Take it casually, of course!

Seeing this, the black king on the side recognized this fat mansion, and glanced at Yang Wuxing with deep meaning.

Apparently understood.

This fat house is fishing!

But it has to be said that they took the bait.

No way, it's so boring, no one to talk to, nowhere to go.

It's like going to prison, and there's no way to cultivate in Heavenly City.

You can only play games every day and watch them to make a living.

Wang Hei glanced at Yang Feizhai twice.

"Tell me what you want, and bring me one. ”

Yang Wuxing's eyes lit up.

Look at the scales and blood on the ground that had been plucked out of the fight.

It's all a treasure.

A transcendent seventh-order abyssal demon snake, a transcendent eighth-order void true dragon.

The existence of this level is equivalent to the power of merger in the cultivation world!

Plucking the hair of the legs is all treasures, especially Ao Xiaotian's dragon scales and dragon blood, what does it mean for low-level martial artists?

It is definitely countless stronger than the blood Bodhi effect, and he doesn't dare to use the blood of the Abyss Demon Snake, but he can sell it to others!

Yang Wuxing's eyes rolled: "How about these for me?"

"Take it, take it!"

Ao Xiaotian didn't care.

A thick smile suddenly appeared on Yang Wuxing's face.

Xiao Tian is really good! Let's be kind to him in the future!

............

At this moment, the Great Qin World!

In Xianyang Palace!

In the empty hall, only Yingzheng stood alone.

"The people of the common people are firewood, and the rivers and mountains are the ovens, refining the true body of the emperor's ancestral dragon, the dynasty is immortal, and the ancestral dragon is immortal!"

Ying Zheng muttered, recalling the words he had heard in the Creation Pavilion.

In my mind, pictures of the past and the future pass by.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

The voice was resolute.

"The ancestral dragon is immortal, the Great Qin is immortal, and I should be the eternal emperor of the Great Qin!"

His mind moved.

A golden dragon talisman emerged from the center of his brow.

Hanging in front of him, it looks like a small dragon swimming slowly.

The hair, scales, claws, and fangs are lifelike, as if they were real creatures.

It emits a hint of golden light, which looks majestic and divine.

Ying Zheng's eyes are certain.

Reaching out and drawing the Tianwen Sword, he gently swiped it across his palm.

The sharp blade brought a trace of blood, and blood dripped from Ying Zheng's palm.

However, his cold complexion did not change in the slightest.

At the same time, the golden dragon talisman that was slowly rotating in front of Ying Zheng's body opened its mouth.

"Roar!"

A vague dragon groan sounded in Ying Zheng's ears.

Drops of bright red blood did not fall to the ground, but poured into the mouth of the golden dragon.

At the same time, an inexplicable aura suddenly emerged from Ying Zheng's body.

Vast and vast, domineering and noble.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The power of the entire Qin dynasty, the wish of hundreds of millions of Li people, is like the return of milk swallows to the nest, and as if thousands of rivers are returning to the sea.

Qi Qi rushed towards Yingzheng, and a storm that no one could see swept the entire land of Qin.

In the non-vast world, the maximum value of a single person's popularity is 10,000, which is the limit of heaven and earth.

Whether it is a hero, a thousand people, a white beard, or a young man, their personal luck is only 10,000.

In addition, whether it is the luck attached to the item or the luck of the country, it does not belong to them personally.

In particular, the fortune of the national dynasty involves the people of the world, and it is the result of the convergence of hundreds of millions of people.

And at this moment, the golden dragon gathered the power of the common people and was slowly changing.

The face gradually became more majestic and domineering, unparalleled, and a little more solemn.

A pair of dragon horns are like two heavenly swords, with sharp edges, ready to pierce the sky.

The golden color on the dragon's body slowly faded, and in its place was a black dragon.

This kind of black is not the dark black of evil, but gives people a sense of solemnity, elegance, solemnity, and dignity.

Unlike the dazzling dazzle of gold, it is silent, it is silent majesty!

The power of the vast national dynasty surged, and Xuanlong raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and a dark red flame ring appeared on his back, like a mane.

made this Xuanlong bring a bit of slaughter.

Defend the old Qin and build the country with war, this is the core will of Xuanlong.

When the rudimentary form of the law phase was completely condensed, Xuanlong's body swung.

rushed in from the heart of Ying Zheng's eyebrows.

For a moment, in Ying Zheng's perception, time seemed to stand still.

He could feel the joy, anger and sorrow of hundreds of millions of people.

can see the shortcomings and defects of this dynasty, and also understand why the fortune of the Qin State died.

Ying Zheng felt silently.

The power of the country and the dynasty is strengthened, and the body is united with the country.

He held the sword in his hand, stood with his eyes closed, and in his body, the boiling dragon qi was like a flood that broke the embankment, breaking away the shackles in his body.

Whether it is the meridians or the acupoints, they all pass through at this moment, and there is almost no obstacle.

This is the special nature of the Imperial Dao Exercises, and there is no need to refine the aura of heaven and earth like the Immortal Dao.

There is no need to exercise the body's qi and blood like martial arts.

For the emperor, governing the country was practice.

There are wisps of dragon aura around Ying Zheng's body, majestic and majestic.

And the divine soul, which is the core, is degenerating after merging with the Xuanlong Method.

This is the power of "The Book of the Emperor".

You get what you pay for, and it can even be said that it is worth the money, Yunchen is absolutely undeceived!

This process lasted a full three hours.

At this moment, the outside world is the time of the sun and the moon.

It was at the moment of the rising sun.

Ying Zheng's closed eyes suddenly opened.

A trace of dragon qi emanated from his body and poured into the Tianwen Sword in his hand.

The sword of the Son of Heaven slowly changed under the dragon qi.

It turned into a dragon pattern black gold long sword, simple and noble, exuding a supreme aura.

A faint smile rarely appeared on Ying Zheng's face.

"My country is so magnificent!"