A ray of morning light reflects the place where heaven and earth meet, spreading out a brilliant golden brilliance, announcing that a new day has arrived. Tens of thousands of innate powerhouses who had been waiting for a long time were in high spirits, facing the direction of the rising star, looking forward to the upcoming national war.

Only Yan Moxue and the other participants who were intimidated by Xiao Hua's words at this time hoped that the dawn would be slower, so that they would have enough time to find a way to deal with it.

And thousands of zhang away, the thrones and the innate nine-layer realm martial gods didn't seem to realize that the night had passed, and they still surrounded the long-eyebrow martial gods who had turned into plasma and flesh foam at a height of three or four thousand zhang. And it seems that they are intending to help each other with the Changmei Martial God, and more than two hundred people have gathered True Yuan Light Balls of different colors, and the Changmei Martial God is firmly protected in layers.

So much so that the vast majority of martial cultivators on the side of Qingtian Peak couldn't sense the real situation at all, and they couldn't judge whether the Long Eyebrow Martial God was alive or dead.

"The war is about to begin, and you don't need to delay it, Lords. "When the light of the stars sprinkled all over the Qingtian Ridge, Araji Zhen calculated the time in the clouds, and suddenly gathered a martial arts true form as high as more than 100 zhang, and shouted loudly the rolling sound of emptying the clouds.

Xiao Hua was on the Xiantian stage, waiting for the start of the national war, secretly estimating the time, waiting for the Divine Seal to bring the two hard-hit martial gods over, so as to increase more chips and deal with emergencies. When he looked up and saw the true form of the martial arts like a golden armor giant, he stood up and said to Zong Bufan and them: "Okay, the time has come, I will deal with these people in the Qiankun bag first." ”

Immediately, Xiao Hua flew out of Xiantiantai and came to the water surface of the Tonggu River, which was divided into two waterways.

"Aragakuma, it looks like you can't wait, so let's get started. "Hundreds of Martial Gods flew into the sky and flew into the peak of the Heavenly Peak, and the three thrones also entered the clouds in the sky. It wasn't until the other three martial arts true forms appeared that the words from thousands of zhang away slowly sounded.

"Wait!" Xiao Hua suddenly shouted to stop, took the storage bag in his hand, and snorted coldly: "Xiao has the participants and innate clans of your countries in his hands, you should redeem them before the national war." As long as Xiao Mou cultivates materials, or you are willing to cede the city, there is no problem! If you are unwilling to redeem them, although Xiao Mou will not hurt their lives, they can only be an ordinary person for the rest of their lives!"

As soon as these words came out, except for Emperor Xuance, who already knew about it, hundreds of them did not react much, and the rest were all shocked on the spot, and locked their eyes on the dark green bag in Xiao Hua's hand in disbelief.

"You should know the value of everyone here, and you only have one chance! If you can't meet Xiao's conditions, then this matter will be regarded as Xiao Mou has not said, and I will not trouble you again in the future!" Xiao Hua's attitude was very resolute and non-negotiable.

"This is Xiao Hua's own spoils, he can handle it with full authority, you can do it yourself. Anyway, there are more than 20,000 people in it, and if you martial gods are willing to donate generously, you should be able to gather enough cultivation materials. "Huang Jizhen was secretly happy in his heart at this time, and immediately expressed his attitude and supported Xiao Hua.

Within two or three thousand zhang of the surrounding area, on the cliffs of the mountains, there are innate martial cultivators from various countries. At this time, it was confirmed from the absurd truth that what Xiao Hua said was true, and all kinds of exclamations suddenly spread rapidly among the crowd.

In front of the public, the thrones naturally couldn't sit idly by and watch the national martial cultivators in the Qiankun bag, but they weren't quite sure how to position those martial cultivators.

After all, under normal circumstances, martial cultivation in any realm has a corresponding value--it is measured by the average amount of cultivation materials consumed to reach a certain realm. However, the vast majority of the martial cultivators in the Qiankun bag are the martial cultivators of the innate clan, and their strength is already invincible at the same level, so it is really not easy to make a proper positioning for them.

What's more, there are also participants from several countries among them, and their value is much higher than that of the innate clan martial arts!

But at the very least, these thrones must speak first, otherwise they will not be able to calm the discussion of tens of thousands of people below. Therefore, after a hurried discussion, Emperor Xuance responded on behalf of more than 20 thrones: "Okay! As long as you ensure that these people's lives are safe and the foundation of martial arts is not damaged, this seat can promise you on behalf of all countries!"

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Xiao Hua was about to ask how to hand over these martial cultivators, when a storm rose in the sky, and a number of stars appeared on the peak of Qingtian Peak. Without asking too much, Xiao Hua understood, and immediately moved to remove all the twenty or thirty thousand people in the Qiankun bag, and controlled them to float in the air with his spiritual power.

"Xiao doesn't know these people, you can find them yourself, I believe that after they wake up, they will understand how much they are worth. Watching these stars fly into the air, surrounding themselves in the middle, Xiao Hua had fearless arms around his chest, and his attitude was lukewarm.

As soon as these words came out, the martial god powerhouses on each Xingcha frowned, feeling that Xiao Hua was too strong to be difficult.

"Xiao Hua, you don't want to get an inch! There are so many people, you let us price them one by one? Do you know how much time it will take? Could it be that you don't want the national war to continue?" Among them, some of them had quick thinking, and directly reprimanded, and especially emphasized the final question.

"It's so arrogant to put your own affairs above the grand events of the entire continent!" The other martial gods were overjoyed when they heard this, and someone immediately took over the conversation and verbally attacked Xiao Hua.

The tens of thousands of spectators on the surrounding hills, although they were shocked by Xiao Hua's terrifying strength, also felt that his current actions were not very suitable. It's just that they were all frightened by the scene of Xiao Hua and the Changmei Martial God fighting before, so now no one dares to question it, and they all look at Xiao Hua with bated breath.

"Since you think this matter will affect the national war, then we will cancel the transaction! I think my country would be happy to have so many free hedron absenteeism. Xiao Hua didn't bother to pay attention to the noise of these martial gods, and in a moment's thought, he put all the more than 20,000 people into the Qiankun bag, and was about to leave.

Without the slightest compromise or any chance to discuss, Xiao Hua's actions suddenly made dozens of martial gods on Xingcha panic. In particular, the martial god who was about to redeem the fighters in his country hurriedly threw out dozens of storage bags, and at the same time shouted in a panic: "Wait a minute, the old man has no opinion! I just don't know how many martial arts cultivators in my country are in the hands of Brother Xiao? If the materials in these storage bags are not enough, the old man will go up and get them!"

This martial god with slightly frosty temples and a kind appearance is also clever, and the words he says make him and Xiao Hua have room for discussion.

Xiao Hua didn't say a word, and got the people in the Qiankun bag out again, and took the storage bag at the same time. When he was distracted from checking the storage bag, he said noncommittally: "The seniors will look for it themselves, and after determining the number of people, the juniors will know if it is enough." ”

There is no way, this martial god can only look for his own country's martial arts cultivation first. Of course, this is not difficult for him, because he himself belongs to the great commander of his country's innate clan!

Seeing this, the martial gods of other countries had no choice but to follow suit, first throwing the storage bag to Xiao Hua, and then seizing the time to count the number of martial cultivators in their own country. As for how much cultivation materials will be paid to Xiao Hua in the end, it can only be as much as Xiao Hua says, and they will pay as much as they want.

Zong Bufan saw Xiao Hua's decisive actions on the Xiantian platform, and in just a few words, they asked the martial gods of all countries to throw out hundreds of storage bags, and they were all in high spirits and ecstatic.

As far as Mo Xue and the others, including the surrounding spectators, were stunned to watch Xiao Hua put the storage bags into the Qiankun bag one by one. Thinking that those storage bags were filled with the cultivation materials accumulated by the Martial God powerhouses, when they were envious and jealous in their hearts, they all felt a little dry mouth, and even a feeling of suffocation swelled all over their bodies.

On the top of Qingtian Peak, hundreds of martial gods saw Xiao Hua scavenging the storage bags of the martial gods of all countries in such an open manner, and they were more or less greedy. But as soon as he thought of Xiao Hua forcing the Long Eyebrow Martial God to swallow Qiming Jiuguangzhi, he immediately forcibly extinguished this thought!

In the thousands of clouds above the peak, the four thrones saw all the situation below, and Huang Jizhen was also very satisfied with Xiao Hua's response, and smiled very proudly at Emperor Xuance and the three of them: "I have to say, Xiao Hua, this kid is really very courageous! His strength is also incomparable! Whether it is Si Tiansheng, Qi Jun, or Dongfang Wang, they are all much worse than Xiao Hua!"

Emperor Xuance and the three of them had nothing to say, knowing that this was the truth, they could only let Huang Jizhen continue to be proud in frustration. As for whether Xiao Hua's actions would affect the national war and martial arts, they didn't care much about it.

Soon, half an hour passed, and Xiao Hua had already completed the transaction with the martial gods of all countries. The martial gods of all countries also checked the injuries of their martial cultivators on the Xingcha in order to confirm that Xiao Hua had not broken his promise.

It was at this time that tens of thousands of people present felt that the atmosphere was a little tense. Because whether the transaction is successful or not depends on the inspection results of the martial gods of the kingdoms. Or, after the countries had redeemed their own martial cultivators, these martial gods in turn put pressure on Xiao Hua.

After a few breaths passed in a hurry, just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, someone suddenly shouted angrily on a certain starship: "How can this be reasonable! Even our storage bags have been taken away! Grand Commander, you have to make decisions for us!"

These Martial Venerable Martial Saints who had woken up couldn't believe that they had been defeated by Xiao Hua, and that they were almost wiped out! And more importantly, all the cultivation resources they had worked so hard to accumulate were taken away by Xiao Hua in this way!

Those martial gods also felt that since they had already delivered so many cultivation materials, Xiao Hua should return all their martial arts cultivation and all their belongings, so they all opened their mouths and asked: "Xiao Hua, since we are waiting to redeem them with cultivation materials, then their storage bags should also be returned." ”

But for some reason, when everyone heard this, they always felt a little lacking in confidence. Because to be more serious, when the thrones replied to Xiao Hua just now, they didn't mention the matter of storage bags.

And Xiao Hua seemed to have expected it, his breath did not fluctuate at all, and he said slowly: "In the killing zone, you join forces to besiege and kill Xiao, Xiao Mou is already benevolent and righteous if he doesn't kill you! If you want to get your things back, you can take the cultivation materials of the same value to Hongshan to find Xiao!"

After that, stepping back to the innate platform, Xiao Hua's eyes were cold, and he turned to the martial arts cultivators on dozens of star chariots fearlessly, and shouted proudly: "If any of you are not convinced, you can also come to Xiao Mou to fight for life and death after the national war!"