Chapter 119: What to exchange
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Dark clouds slowly drifted in, obscuring the blazing sun.
The breeze gradually dissipated, freezing the dull air.
Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the middle-aged man who opened his mouth to ask for the breaking method, and seemed to smile: "You, what do you exchange for?"
The bodies of many ancient people trembled, and their strong hearts thumped and beat rapidly.
They looked at the middle-aged man who spoke with respect, and their hearts were full of admiration, because the middle-aged man spoke their hearts.
But, too, they sigh.
"For the sake of the Shattering Method, you don't even want your life?" Lang Mozu, who was standing barefoot, sighed in his heart, and glanced at the blood stains on the ground out of the corner of his eye.
The blood was viscous, almost solid.
This is the pinnacle of the ancient body and the blood of the North Gate Longcheng.
As you can imagine-
This Mr. Fang has the power of life and death, and if he is displeased, the ancient body person present, no matter how powerful he is, will die on the spot.
Beimen Longcheng was also slightly stunned, shaking his head imperceptibly.
Fang Cheng's face was flat, staring at the middle-aged man.
A middle-aged man with shiny black hair and slightly white sideburns. His ears hung down his shoulders, his hands were over his knees, and his face was like a crown of jade.
He is a Grandmaster of Transformation Strength, who comes from a small country, and is the one behind the country.
"Liu Qiyi?" Huang Yanghu glanced coldly at the middle-aged man in his eyes, and sneered in his heart.
This person has a lotus mouth and a mouth full of benevolence and righteousness, but in fact he is self-interested and selfish.
Sure enough.
Liu Qiyi swallowed his saliva, and under great pressure, he said:
"Mr. Fang, we are both ancient bodies, and we are also members of Mu Zixing, please be merciful and reward the Broken Law and wait with me. ”
His voice was solemn, as if he were stating a noble and glorious matter.
"For the sake of righteousness, for the sake of benevolence, please give me a favor. We don't have high requirements, we just want to read it once and return it to you immediately, without any impact on you. ”
He threw his hands up in the air and knelt on the ground, his face shining with a divine light.
"This is a great thing for Ende Mu Zixing! Your name will be passed down through the ages and praised by the world! Your grace will be Hui Gu, and we are all grateful!"
Liu Qiyi's heart flashed with thoughts.
First of all, he stated righteousness and put on a display of benevolence, righteousness and morality.
Secondly, he is involved in all the ancient body people, he is the one who carries hope, and he is fighting for Mu Zixing's entire ancient body cultivation world.
Vehement.
The righteousness is awe-inspiring.
Majestic and awe-inspiring.
One by one, the sound of bells and drums echoed in Huangyang Square.
Some ancient scholars nodded secretly, and couldn't help but agree with Liu Qiyi's words, even if you are a broken person, you can't ignore the ancient body.
"Mr. Fang......"
Liu Qiyi cautiously looked at Fang Cheng, with a smile on his face, praying for a thousand things.
He felt that his words should work.
Because the age of the broken person in front of him does not seem to be very old, his psychological mind must be relatively young and simple.
Hold this Mr. Fang high.
Then, under benevolence and morality, even if he doesn't want to, he is extremely embarrassed.
However, Liu Qiyi ignored one point.
Fang Cheng is not a person from Mu Zixing, and he will not be kidnapped by benevolence, righteousness and morality.
Do things by heart.
Be a man as you please.
Fang Cheng smiled lightly and said softly, "You, what do you get?"
With this sentence, the audience suddenly fell completely silent.
An eerie atmosphere spreads.
Hesitation is pervasive.
Anyone with a little bit of a brain in the ancient body faintly noticed Fang Cheng's disdain and sneer.
As for Beimen Longcheng, he was also sharply disappointed in his heart, sighing wistfully, but he didn't dare to say a word.
"Didn't he notice that this Mr. Fang ...... It's not a human from Mu Zixing!" Lang Mo's eyes were split, and he wanted to kill Liu Qiyi with a stick.
If this starry sky is thunderous and angry, how can they protect themselves!
Liu Qiyi's face froze, and his heart sank, and he understood that Mr. Fang in front of him was not as immature and young as he thought.
However, the arrow has gone off the string, and there is no way back.
Liu Qiyi's heart was ruthless, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances:
"Dear Mr. Fang! We are willing to give everything we have in exchange for the Broken Method, and we have absolutely no intention of emptying our gloves! The name of great righteousness and great benevolence will surely be remembered through the ages! We will dedicate all our treasures to your satisfaction!"
Fang Cheng said lightly: "Do you want to exchange these great benevolence, moral reputation, and so-called treasures for me?"
With Fang Cheng's extraordinary strength, the treasures that can be seen are at least the treasures that have an effect on the celestial class.
And even if you get into it, it's very likely that you won't be able to use it.
"No, no, Mr. Fang!"
"We don't have such wishful thinking!"
Many ancient people exclaimed in a panic, they couldn't care about their manners for a long time, in case Mr. Fang misunderstood, they didn't know how serious the consequences would be.
Liu Qiyi was cold and knelt on the ground in despair.
The whole heart seemed to have fallen into the dark abyss, as if it had foreseen its own future.
"Boring. Fang Cheng waved his hand, and a burst of thought energy knocked Liu Qiyi into the air and hit the wall of the square.
"Boom!"
A surging force smashed into Liu Qiyi's chest, causing him to tremble and fall backwards a hundred meters away.
"Bang!"
He slammed his back into the wall of the square.
Liu Qiyi's body was embedded in the wall, bleeding non-stop, and he couldn't help coughing up blood.
Fang Cheng shook his head lightly.
A person who is bored, a boring thing, although it does not lead to death, but it must also be punished with a small punishment.
If not.
Isn't it true that any random person can come and talk unscrupulously and loudly? If the power is not displayed, it will only make people feel that they are easy to bully.
"The Shattering Method is not worth mentioning to me, but its value is immeasurable, and you can either take out the treasures that can catch my eyes, or provide me with the information I need. ”
Let's talk about it.
Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little excited, waved his hand, and stepped out.
One step across 10,000 meters, back to the residence in the imperial capital of Huangyang.
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Above Huangyang Square.
Huang Yangling shook his head and burst out laughing: "Beimen Longcheng, what are you doing?
"Next!"
Huang Yangling threw out a white paper paper.
Gang Qi was injected into it, and the paper towel carried a sharp force, inserting it into the ground in front of Longcheng at the North Gate.
Beimen Longcheng's face was pale, and he glanced at Huang Yangling coldly.
Silent.
Turn and leave.
He commanded in a cold tone:
"The golden light that Mr. Fang said is tens of thousands of meters, quickly go and find out! Use all the power of the family and the country to dig three feet into the ground and rummage the world, and you will also find it out for me!"
"Yes!
A Transformation Grandmaster looked respectful.
Beimen Longcheng's tragic injuries looked miserable, but in fact, they were all skin and bone injuries, and after half a month of cultivation, he was almost healed.
"Check!" Lang Mozu's face was solemn, he walked barefoot, and also walked out of the square.
But his mood was extremely heavy.
Ordinary people hold great power, relying on the support of many people, and the power they get comes from all sentient beings, which is not their own power.
But the archaeocracy is different, the power comes from itself and is inalienable.
It is precisely because of this that the actual rulers and rulers of Mu Zixing are basically ancient people!
Tens of thousands of meters of golden light?
If there is such a strange sight, there is no reason why they don't know.
"Xiaoling, don't get carried away with your pride. Huangyanghu reminded.
Huang Yang smiled and touched his head: "Father, as long as Mr. Fang is still in our imperial capital, all the North Gate Langmo will be scum." ”
Huangyanghu bowed his head lightly, looking at the real people in the clan who had different faces and stood around the high platform.
He's thinking about—
Should the crushing method be taken out?
This method is extremely dangerous, just watching it, Huangyang Hu feels frightened, and his will is a little unstable.
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Huangyang Imperial Capital.
South Lake Mansion.
Fang Cheng stood in the courtyard, his eyes closed.
Immortals, where is it?
According to the weak immortal power fluctuations detected by the stress array, it was within this planet.
"Hmm. ”
Fang Cheng's thoughts turned, one thought after another.
Immortal ...... Void Immortal ...... The Void Immortal is equivalent to the celestial class.
Even if the combat power is not as good as his own, but his arrival, the immortal must be aware of it.
It must know that it is coming.
So, what will it do?
Fang Cheng frowned and began to think about it.
Push yourself and immortals.
All sorts of considerations.
"Buzz"
A divine light instantly crossed Fang Cheng's mind!
A kind of speculation, ascending to Fang Cheng's heart!
Fang Cheng's body trembled violently, imperceptibly, but it shook the space!
"Bang!"
Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Wan Huiyu who was in the corner of the courtyard - cultivating the ancient style path and constantly panting!
The most dangerous place is the safest place.
With the immortal power of immortals, it is easy to imitate the emotions of intelligent beings, and it is also possible to create a coincidence of encountering oneself.
Could it be ...... Immortal, it's Wan Huiyu!
Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes:
"I remember that Venerable Hemu said that immortals are good at disguise and have superior intelligence, because they have no emotions and emotions, and they are even more terrifying. ”
A telekinetic wave was transmitted to Bei Bei Li: "Bei Bei Li, according to the situation I described to you, establish a data analysis model. ”
"Yes, Fang Cheng master. Bei Bei Li said.
Half a minute later.
Fang Cheng sensed the analysis report passed by Bei Beili, and his face was gloomy.
'Analysis report: 1. The probability of immortals hiding around them is as high as 31%!'
Fang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't hesitate.
"Give it a try. ”
A telekinetic blade was silent, lurking in the space, carrying an unparalleled killing machine, and the power of the law of endless space was brewing in it.
In the next moment, the telekinetic blade swept over Wan Huiyu's sweaty neck.
Mental power shrouds.
His eyes sparkled.
Fang Cheng looked at the red blood oozing from Wan Huiyu's neck, breathed a sigh of relief, continued to close his eyes, and began to think.
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"Hoo hoo ”
Wan Huiyu cultivated the path of the ancient body, and his body shook, and the bright energy in his body was generated, and he officially stepped into the path of the ancient body cultivator.
Wan Huiyu cheered in surprise.
"Mr. Fang, I have become an ancient body master!"
Fang Cheng opened his eyes slightly, and smiled faintly: "Not bad, not bad." ”
He was completely relieved.
Immortals can't practice, this is recognized common sense.
Fang Cheng touched his cheek, his eyes flickering.
Wan Huiyu can rule it out, and next, try the people of the Huangyang family again.
Kindness...... And those who have been in contact during this time must be tested one by one, and nothing should be missed.
[I wish all readers, the lord ~ count the dreams of teenagers, breeze the wind of dreams! Sincerely immortal, 61 immortal!]