The Thousand Spirit Holy Maiden looked at Qian Lao with a puzzled expression, and slowly asked, "Qian Lao?"

Qian Lao took a deep breath, turned to the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden and said, "After the trip to the Tapir Abyss is over, the old man will personally protect the Dao for you, you ...... Enter the Guling Road!"

Hearing this, the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden was shocked, looked at Qian Lao in disbelief and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Qian Lao smiled bitterly and said, "The number of days has changed, and next, I'm afraid it will be a great world!"

"Great world?" A trace of essence flashed in the ink-like eyes of the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden, muttered to herself, turned to look at Yang Zhen, nodded and said, "I'll prepare!"

Qian Lao sighed, also turned his gaze to Yang Zhen, and said in an extremely strange tone: "Ninety-nine days, hide one of them, throughout the ages, no one knows where this is, this is the change of days, now that the variables have appeared, what will this world become?"

The rest of the people didn't hear Qian Lao's words, but looked at Han Yan'er in shock, with an incredible expression.

did not experience the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation, did not refine the origin of heaven and earth, but after a sword destroyed the Tribulation Cloud, it landed on the ground...... Oh, and after a glance at Yang Zhen, he broke through to the Tribulation Period.

Kill his mother, when did the catastrophe get so good?

A group of people looked at Yang Zhen with fiery eyes, as if Yang Zhen was by his side during the tribulation, and he didn't have to experience any pain at all, just need to look at Yang Zhen, and he can enter the tribulation period unscathed.

Yang Zhen made the strange eyes of this group of people look furious, and said with a glare: "Damn, what do you see Ben Sao Sheng doing, Ben Sao Sheng's time is very precious, if anyone wants to cross the catastrophe in the future, he has to make an appointment in advance, 100,000 ...... No, 500,000 spars at a time, plus the origin of the Heavenly Tribulation, a small business, there is no credit, and whether it can break through the Tribulation Period, Ben Sao Saint is not responsible for guaranteeing!"

The corners of the mouths of a group of burning-eyed monks twitched wildly.

"It's worthy of a slut Yang, this kind of thing can make him a business. ”

"Damn, I'm afraid that none of the people present are rich as Yang Zhen, a bastard, he still wants money, and his mouth is 500,000, why don't you grab it." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zhen was a little unhappy, stared at the monk and said: "What this boss said, Ben Sao Sheng disagreed, what is the opening is 500,000, Ben Sao Sheng will help you through the catastrophe, don't you make some preparations, won't you bear the danger, in case of failure, what if Ben Sao Sheng is seriously injured?"

Hearing this, everyone simply closed their mouths and stopped talking.

Yang Zhen's ability to recover from the injuries that broke out just now, I don't know how many people I envy, with such a terrifying ability, what is it if I am injured?

To put it bluntly, this bastard sees the money, and this kind of lion opens his mouth, and the fool will take the bait!

"It's half a million spars!"

A sweet and glutinous delicate and ethereal voice came, and everyone was stunned, and turned to look at the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden in a daze.

In front of everyone's eyes, the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden slowly walked up to Yang Zhen, handed over a delicate storage ring, and said with a smile: "You can take a look, after this trip to the Tapir Abyss, and even in the process of the trip to the Tapir Abyss, I may have to cross the catastrophe, and I will ask Yang Gongzi to protect the way for me when the time comes!"

Hearing this, everyone was petrified and looked at the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden with a blank expression.

Even Qian Lao opened his mouth, looking confused, obviously he didn't expect that the descendant of the ancient spirit clan, the Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits, would actually find an outsider to help her protect the way!

Not only that, but the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden shot 500,000 spars, which made everyone feel almost suffocated, and this painful feeling was called poverty.

Take a look, see if you see it, she is worthy of being the saintess of the ancient spirit clan, and she actually carries 500,000 spars with her.

People are angrier than people!

But no one dares to be angry, what are you kidding, I'd rather be angry with the bastard Yang than be angry with the Holy Girl of the Ancient Spirit Clan, not to mention that the Holy Maiden of the Thousand Spirits is as ethereal as ink, it is the mountain of the Ancient Spirit Clan behind it, and there are still a few strong people in the Mahayana period living on the mountain, so no one dares to be angry with the Holy Maiden of the Thousand Spirits.

Seeing Yang Zhen grinning and taking the storage ring, Qian Lao smiled bitterly, and just as he was about to speak, Yang Zhen suddenly returned 500,000 spars to the Thousand Spirit Holy Maiden.

A group of people were dumbfounded, and even scolded loudly: "Kill his mother, I didn't expect this Yang slut to still have a bit of demeanor, the spar of the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden, how can I be embarrassed to ask for it, if I can protect the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden, let alone not give the spare, I am willing to live ten years less." ”

"It has been decided that in order to be able to protect the Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits, I will have to retreat for ten years!"

"What kind of cultivation is this brother?"

"How's it going?"

"That'...... You'd better retreat for a hundred years. ”

"Kill his mother, do you look down on him?"

A group of people were indignant and accused Yang Zhen one after another, but Yang Zhen returned the spar to the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden, which did not cause public anger.

The Thousand Spirits Holy Goddess was stunned, looked at Yang Zhen and asked, "You...... Won't you accept my spars?"

Hearing the words of the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden, everyone looked at Yang Zhen angrily, looking like you were a little graceful.

Yang Zhen turned a blind eye to everyone's gaze, shook his head and said, "It's not that you don't accept it, it's a little less!"

Few...... Missing?

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present scolded one after another: "Do you still think 500,000 is less?"

Even the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden was stunned and asked, "Why?"

Qian Lao came to Yang Zhen with a gloomy face and said, "Yang Xiaoyou, isn't it okay to be untrustworthy like this?"

Yang Zhen pursed his lips and said: "Ben Sao Sheng's words are full of words, a mouthful of spit and a nail, if he says it, Zhenyuanhua Ma can't pull it back, how can he not believe it?"

"Then why do you think that the saint's 500,000 is less?"

Yang Zhen was not stunned at all, glanced at the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden, glared at Qian Lao and said: "Fellow, are you a three-year-old child when you are Ben Sao Sheng, the young lady who came out of this ink painting is a special heavenly tribulation, and it is definitely not the first and second special heavenly tribulation, Ben Sao Sheng doesn't know if he can bear it, don't you think such a dangerous thing, 500,000 is too little?"

Hearing that Yang Zhen actually called Qian Lao a fellow countryman, everyone almost bit their tongues.

When everyone heard Yang Zhen call the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden the little sister who came out of the ink painting, they were simply petrified.

Qian Lao was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Then how much do you think is appropriate?"

Yang Zhen folded his fingers and calculated: "This deal, without a million spars, Ben Sao Sheng will not accept it!"

"Why don't you grab it!" Qian Lao's beard blew up, glaring at Yang Zhen, and he had the urge to slap it without saying a word.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in shock, who would have thought that in the face of a terrifying powerhouse in the Mahayana period, Yang Zhen would dare to ask for such a sky-high price, and most importantly, Yang Zhen actually blew his beard in a thousand old ways.

The good old man is a thousand old people, and the good old people are thousands of old seniors who laugh at everyone, but they were actually blown by Yang Zhenqi angrily, and they haven't slapped it yet?

Yang Zhen muttered: "Do you think Ben Sao Sheng doesn't want to, it's not that he can't beat you fellow!"

"You ......" Qian Lao smiled dumbly, his face speechless and depressed.

The Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden pursed her lips and smiled, turned to look at Qian Lao, her eyes were calm, but the smile on her face couldn't be suppressed.

Qian Lao was stunned, trembling and took out a storage ring from his arms, gritted his teeth and slapped it in the hand of the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden.

"I'll give it back to you!" said the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden with a forced smile.

"Who let you pay it back!" Qian Lao glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, if the Holy Maiden is missing a hair next time, the old man will have to learn your great lack of sword!"

Yang Zhen slapped his chest with a shocking sound, and said with a stalk around his neck: "Fellow, you just put one hundred and twenty hearts, Ben Sao Sheng is an old driver, and he drives as steadily as a dog!"

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