The 100,000-year-old medicine king is very precious, and at critical moments, it can renew the life of a saint-level powerhouse, usually it is priceless and unmarketable, no one will take it out and sell it at all, and even if there is, it will be auctioned at a sky-high price, not a sentence or two can be said clearly.

And Ye Cheng asked for a million top-grade spirit stones, if these million top-grade spirit stones were all accepted as ordinary spirit stones, it would be as high as a terrifying 100 million ordinary spirit stones!

The cost of a saint-level Dao soldier is only about three million spirit stones, even if a person has used a large number of cultivation resources since birth, when he becomes a saint, he will definitely not need one hundred million spirit stones.

In the eyes of the Holy Ancestor of the Ancient Clan, Ye Cheng is a lion's big mouth, if he really sends three 100,000-year-old medicine kings and one million top-grade spirit stones, even if the ancient clan has an amazing heritage, it will also hurt his vitality.

"Ye Daoyou, you are a little excessive, three medicine kings and one million top-grade spirit stones, it is really difficult for us to accept, if you hand them over to you, it will shake the foundation of the ancient clan!" Ji Clan's Holy Ancestor Ji Wusheng's face was indifferent and he shook his head.

"Five years ago, when you besieged me, the Ji clan also participated!"

Ye Cheng sneered, and looked at Ji Wusheng coldly, the killing intent in his eyes soared.

Ji Wuxian was frightened, and took dozens of steps back in the void, and when he reached a place where he thought he was safe, he said coldly: "That being said, it is true, but now the Ji clan intends to apologize and is willing to give away a 100,000-year-old medicine king and 100,000 top-grade spirit stones!"

"Hehe, do you really think I'm so good at talking?" Ye Cheng shook his head amusedly, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

"A 100,000-year-old medicine king, a lot! If the eight ancient clans all contribute a medicine king, Ye Daoyou can have eight more medicine kings, the number is far more than that of the ancient clans, and there are also 800,000 top-grade spirit stones, converted into ordinary spirit stones, worth 80 million!" Ji Wuming said, his face gloomy, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

"And Ye Daoyou only wiped out the Qin, Zhao, and Lin clans not long ago, and there are a lot of good things looted, right?

All the Ancient Clan Holy Ancestors were shocked, they looked at Ji Wusheng in shock, they were all extremely surprised, they never expected that Ji Wusheng would be so bold and dare to speak like this.

What the Chinese Ye Cheng did just now, he still can't deter him?

"Grandpa, how can the Holy Ancestor of the Ji Clan be so incomprehensible? Although sending three 100,000-year-old elixirs and one million top-grade spirit stones to use the essence of the ancient clan will greatly damage the vitality of the Gu clan, it is better than angering Ye Cheng and letting the entire Gu clan break off the inheritance! The three clans of Qin, Zhao, and Lin are a lesson from the past!" Wang Youruo said in a low voice.

The royal family Holy Ancestor Wang Tianhua's face was cold, and he scolded in a low voice: "Don't comment indiscriminately, if someone comes out, we just look at it, it's really not good, give him three 100,000-year-old medicine kings and one million top-grade spirit stones, anyway, there is not much loss, as long as this crisis can be resolved, the medicine king and the top-grade spirit stones are all outside the body!"

"Ji Wusheng, what the hell is going on?" the Wind Clan Holy Ancestor frowned.

"I don't know, let's take a look, don't interject for the time being, I don't know which way the situation is going!"

"With Ji's lifeless city, he doesn't fight unprepared battles, he must have something to rely on, and he is not afraid of the Chinese Ye Cheng!"

These Holy Ancestors still dared to say a few words, and the ordinary monks watching below did not dare to gasp, and they all held their breath, looked up at the sky, and paid attention to the progress of the matter.

This is a matter between the ancient ancestors of the Holy Ancestors, they only dare to watch, and they dare not talk casually, for fear of getting into trouble!

Ji Wusheng's face became more and more cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Ye Daoyou should be satisfied, everyone should take a step back! Your appetite is too big, and your eating appearance is too ugly, as soon as you open your mouth, you will ask for three 100,000-year-old medicine kings, my Ji clan can't be satisfied!"

"Alas, it seems that the fate of Yun Yijian just now can't deter you!" Ye Cheng sighed lightly.

People die for money, birds die for food, and if you can't think of saint-level powerhouses, you can't understand this simple truth.

"Hahaha, no life! Why do you have to talk to him so much, originally the old man still wanted to enjoy his old age in peace, and no longer pay attention to mundane chores, but now it seems that it is not possible to come out, back then, the Chinese Da Yi Tianzun pressed the Ziwei Star Domain to raise his head, and now the descendants of the Chinese people have descended to the Ziwei Star Domain, he still thinks that he is the next Da Yi Tianzun? Even if it is the reincarnation of the Da Yi Tianzun, now you can't be crazy!" A wild laugh came, and the explosion of the void trembled, like a thunderstorm in the sky, and a terrifying momentum came overwhelmingly.

"Hey, this momentum ......"

All the Holy Ancestors present gasped and looked at the source of the sound in shock.

This is a terrifying holy might, like a stormy wave, swept over, and spread to the entire world in an instant, everyone present, under the holy level, even if it is a half-saint existence, all knelt on the ground, facing the direction of the source of the sound, bowing and worshipping, the scene was spectacular.

A large number of low-level monks were extremely frightened in their hearts, and a tremor from the depths of their souls came.

"A saint-king has arrived?"

Ling Xiaotian trembled violently and looked in a certain direction incredulously.

"Haha, Xiaotian Xiao'er, I didn't expect you to have some knowledge!" A figure appeared from the void, and he stepped into the sky, like a demon god, surrounded by various chains of order gods.

He called Ling Xiaotian, the Holy Ancestor of the Ling Clan, 'Xiaotian Xiao'er', but the latter not only did not dare to have any rebuttal, but his old face turned pale for a while, and he said in panic: "The younger generation is terrified, I don't know that Ji Daoxing's predecessor has come, and I hope to forgive my sins!"

Hearing the words 'Ji Daoxing', all the Holy Ancestors trembled in their hearts, and looked at the old man in the void incredibly, the shock in their eyes was like a surging river, endless!

"It's him?" the Wind Clan Holy Ancestor felt his scalp tingle and goosebumps all over his body.

"Hey, hasn't he been sitting for 8,000 years? Why hasn't he ......?"

The Holy Ancestor of the Zhou Clan gasped, and as soon as he was halfway through his words, he saw Ji Daoxing's cold gaze, and his whole body was cold, and a stream of cool air poured out from the soles of his feet and went straight to his head.

"Little guy, do you really want the old man to die?" Ji Daoxing said with a smile.

The Holy Ancestor of the Zhou Clan was shocked, and hurriedly shook his head without falling, and said in horror: "No...... There is no ......"

As he spoke, he didn't dare to look directly at Ji Daoxing, the Holy Ancestor of the dignified clan, like a child who had made a mistake at this moment, lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

On the other side, Wang Tianhua, the Holy Ancestor of the Royal Family, was stiff, and Wang Youruo, who was behind him, asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, who is he, why is everyone so afraid of him?"

"You're still young...... I don't know this person, he is the last saint of the Ji clan, it is rumored that he was seated eight thousand years ago, who knows that he actually survived? This is a figure of the same era as the Great Yi Tianzun...... 10,000 years ago, I was still a mere foundation building monk, and Ji Daoxing's predecessor was already a saint!" Wang Tianhua said, trembling with excitement.

Wang Youruo's beautiful eyes widened, she had never seen it, her grandfather was so excited, when she heard this, her brain buzzed, her consciousness was almost blank, and she murmured: "People of the same era as Dayi Tianzun...... It's a living fossil!"

Ji Daoxing should have been incarnated eight thousand years ago, but he forcibly took three or four strains of the 100,000-year-old Medicine King, and forcibly continued his life, and now every time he uses his mana, he burns the essence of life!

In this way, if the Ji clan sends a 100,000-year-old medicine king, plus 100,000 top-grade spirit stones to Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng can expose this matter, Ji Daoxing is not ready to appear, every time he makes a move, he is using his life as a price, if he makes a move on Ye Cheng, the gains will outweigh the losses.

But Ye Cheng opened his mouth and asked for three 100,000-year-old medicine kings, plus one million top-grade spirit stones, Ji Daoxing thought that even if he made a move, the price would not be so great!

Ji Daoxing stood in the void, like the king of this heaven and earth, looking down at his subjects, and said: "Chinese people, your appetite is too big, even more domineering than the big game back then!"

"Why do I have no fear when I am Ji Wudi, it turns out that there is a saint king in charge, so in this way, your Ji clan has decided to be my enemy?" Ye Cheng stood with his hands in his hands, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint sneer.

Everyone was suffocated, and their pupils shrank sharply.

This Chinese man's heart is too big, isn't it! When a saint king is born, he dares to speak like this?

"Are you enemies? Chinese people, you think too highly of yourself! You are not qualified enough, become the great enemy of the Ji clan, the old man is born, he can kill you with a raised hand!" Ji Daoxing shook his head amusedly, his eyes full of pride.

As a Saint King, he is invincible in the Ziwei Star Domain, and he has the qualifications to say such things!

Everyone present, no one felt wrong, they all thought that what Ji Daoxing said was right, no matter how powerful the Chinese Ye Cheng was, he could call a saint king?

"What about you, now that a Saint King is here, is there anyone else who wants to be my enemy?" Ye Cheng no longer looked at Ji Daoxing, and his eyes fell on the rest of the Holy Ancestors.

"Whoever is on my Ji clan's side, the old man will always make the decision for you!" Ji Daoxing showed a sneering smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Cheng playfully.

As soon as they heard this, the Holy Ancestors of the other ancient clans looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of hesitation in each other's eyes.

Finally, the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, the Zhou Clan, and the Zhang Clan stood up, and the three of them stepped on the void and arrived at Ji Wusheng's side.

The Wind Clan Holy Ancestor looked at Ji Wusheng, bowed his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Ji, since Ji Daoxing's predecessor is still alive, why don't you give us a mouth in advance, which will cause us to be worried!"

"Brother Feng, grandpa and his old man said that he will not show up until the last resort, even if the Ji clan suffers a little loss, he can accept it. So I can't reveal the tone in advance, but the hearts of the Chinese people are too big, they want too much, and the food is too ugly, and the grandfather and his old man can't see it. Ji Wuming said, with a sneer in his eyes, and looked at Ye Cheng.

"Haha! What I said is that greed is not enough to swallow elephants, and the eating appearance is too ugly, and I have pit myself to death!"

The Holy Ancestor of the Zhou clan laughed, the corners of his eyes stretched, he was completely relieved, and nodded: "With Ji Daoxing's predecessors making a move, this son of the Chinese clan will definitely die, ranking Taoist friends, you can't come over?"

The Holy Ancestor of the Zhou Clan smiled, and his eyes swept over the Holy Ancestor of the Royal Clan, Wang Tianhua, the Holy Ancestor of the Ling Clan, Ling Xiaotian, the Holy Ancestor of the Liu Clan, Liu Qingyuan, the Holy Ancestor of the Yuan Clan, and others.

Ling Xiaotian was unmoved, standing in the void, his eyes were calm, he had his own thoughts, Liu Qingyuan was like a Taoist, holding a whisk in his hand, he didn't even look at him, as if he was out of the matter, the Yuan Clan Holy Ancestor hesitated slightly, took a step, and finally retreated.

Wang Tianhua, the Holy Ancestor of the Royal Family, moved slightly in his heart, and just left, ready to join them, Wang Youruo didn't know where he got the courage, stretched out his jade hand, grabbed Wang Tianhua's sleeve, and said anxiously: "Grandpa, don't ......"

Wang Tianhua turned his head a little stunned, glanced at Wang Youruo, his scalp was slightly numb, and he opened his mouth and said, "You ......"

"Grandpa, before the final result comes out, don't stand in line at will, I have a feeling that the sage king of the Ji clan is not Ye Cheng's opponent!" Wang Youruo said in a trembling voice.

"What?"

Wang Tianhua was taken aback, and looked at Wang Youruo incredulously, and he trembled when he said this.

There were all monks present, Wang Youruo's voice was heard by everyone, and a group of young monks from the Ji clan looked at her angrily.

"Slut, what did you say?"

"Hehe, foolish dreams! How can a Chinese person be the opponent of my clan's old Holy Ancestor?"

"If you dare to question my old holy ancestor of the Ji clan, his heart can be punished!"

"Come on, take down this girl!"

Everyone of the Ji clan was angry, and the crowd was excited, all of them were red-faced, staring at Wang Youruo deadly, and there were several half-saint powerhouses, with a fierce glint in their eyes.

"Humph!"

Wang Tianhua snorted coldly, glanced at these demi-saints, a holy power struck, and sneered: "The old man is still the Holy Ancestor of the Royal Family, do you dare to make a mistake?"

"Hmm!"

These demi-saints of the Ji clan trembled.

"Wang Tianhua, you are not small, no matter what, this time the matter is over, the old man will personally go to your royal family to see, what are you capable of as the Holy Ancestor of the royal family!" Ji Daoxing stood in the void and looked at it coldly.

Wang Tianhua's heart shrank suddenly, his face turned slightly pale, and he was bitter in his heart.

'It's over this time, I only hope that Ye Cheng, a Chinese person, can defeat the old Holy Ancestor of the Ji clan...... However, is this possible?' Wang Tianhua, the Holy Ancestor of the Royal Family, thought, and even he felt that this idea was too ridiculous.

(End of chapter)