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Although Chen Heng's tone was flat, he was full of confidence. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even if the total value of his trip is not as good as Xi Ying, in terms of quantity, it must be far exceeded, so what he said is also very confident, and it does not give people the feeling of saying big things.

The scene was silent for a while, and everyone looked at Chen Heng fixedly, waiting for him to make a splash.

Chen Heng pursed his lips, slowly took out a Qiankun bag, and with a shake of his hand, all the contents were poured out.

Spirit grass, pills, and magic weapons fell out of the Qiankun bag one after another, and soon piled up on the high platform into a small mountain.

However, at the sight of those things, everyone's faces turned strange.

Xi Ying was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed and said, "You just have this thing, and you are embarrassed to bring it to the stage?!"

The words were full of endless mockery, but they couldn't hide the nervousness that quietly relaxed.

Everyone was stunned, although the things that Chen Heng shook out looked like a lot, they were basically low-level things.

First-grade spirit grass, second-grade spirit grass, first-grade pill, second-grade pill, ordinary magic weapon, secret treasure-level magic weapon......

These things are a lot of them, but Xi Ying casually took out a few medium-grade spirit stones, and the value could be equal to them.

Seeing this scene, everyone sighed and their hearts were full of doubts.

With Chen Heng's strength, no matter how bad it is, he won't only get such a little thing, right? If these are just his own private collections, it is acceptable, but when he comes out of the Genting Heavenly Palace, he only gains these, and I am afraid that no one will believe it when he says it.

"Here are ten ridges of first-grade spiritual grass, four ridges of second-grade spiritual grass, twenty-two bottles of one-grade pills, eleven bottles of two-trick pills, one hundred and twenty ordinary magic weapons, and seventy-five secret treasure-level magic weapons, is it correct?"

Compared with other people's reactions, Chen Heng's expression remained unchanged at all, he glanced at Xi Ying lightly, and said in an extremely flat tone.

"So what? This kind of garbage can be found everywhere in my door, even if I give you ten times more, what is the value?"

"Dragon-senpai, I think you can announce the results!"

I don't know why, seeing that Chen Heng was still calm, Xi Ying suddenly felt a sense of irritability in his heart, and shouted extremely impatiently.

It's just that Long Immortal Gu, who was originally slightly disappointed, was curious when she saw Chen Heng's expression.

No one understood how Chen Heng could be so calm at such a time.

As a notary, she naturally wouldn't be biased, ignoring Xi Ying's clamour, nodding to Chen Heng and saying, "The number is correct, do you have anything else to say?"

Chen Heng didn't answer directly, nodded, collected the spirit grass and spirit pill on the ground, and then threw it aside on the ground.

Everyone was stunned again, but suddenly found that Chen Heng didn't know when there was another Qiankun bag in his hand, and with a shake of his hand, another pile of spiritual treasures appeared on the high platform.

Seeing this scene, even the dullest people understand it.

It turns out that those are just appetizers, and the real aftermath is still to come.

It's just that when they saw what Chen Heng poured out, they couldn't help but be stunned again.

"Eight ridges of first-grade spiritual grass, three ridges of second-grade spiritual grass, twenty-five bottles of one-grade spirit grass, fifteen bottles of two-trick pills, one hundred and eight ordinary magic weapons, fifty-five secret treasure-level magic weapons, and twenty-three spirit stones of all grades, is it correct?"

Chen Heng reported the number again, but the number of things reported was not much more than before.

Long Immortal Gu didn't understand what Chen Heng was doing at all, so she just counted it, and after making sure that the number was correct, she nodded silently.

"What the hell are you doing? If you want to compete, you can compare, what's the use of all this rubbish?"

The irritability in Xi Ying's heart became stronger and stronger as Chen Heng took out the low-level spirit grass twice, Long Immortal Gu had a good temper and didn't say anything, and he was not a good talker.

However, as soon as his words fell, Chen Heng said indifferently: "What's the hurry? I have a lot of bags, and I pack one every time I harvest, what does it have to do with you?"

"What's more, if you take it out all at once, I'm afraid you won't be able to see it clearly, and you will pay the bill!"

From his appearance to the present, Chen Heng has confronted Xi Ying for the first time in the front, but his words made people's hearts skip a beat.

Pack one per harvest?

In other words, what he was carrying in his arms was ten or eight Qiankun bags, or even more, if each Qiankun bag contained similar contents, the garbage in Xi Ying's mouth would also be an incomparably huge amount.

Quantitative change becomes qualitative change, and it may really be possible to surpass the former. Thinking of this, everyone in the audience became excited one by one.

"The number is right, go on!"

"Go ahead, let's see how much you get!"

"That's right, everyone can do notarization for you, and you will never be relied on!"

At this time, because of the expectations in their hearts, they forgot their fear of Xi Ying for the time being, and they didn't think about whether they would offend him if they said these words, but they just coaxed one after another, trying to figure out how much Chen Heng had collected as soon as possible.

And according to common sense, Chen Heng must have put those high-level things behind, and only by liquidating the low-level things will the high-level ones be revealed.

Chen Heng smiled slightly, ignoring Xi Ying's even more ugly face, and under the urging of everyone, the speed also sped up.

Next, one after another, the Qiankun bags appeared from Chen Heng's hands as if they didn't need money, and after pouring out a large number of low-level spirit treasures, they were liquidated and then loaded and thrown aside.

"Nine ridges of first-grade spiritual grass, four ridges of second-grade spiritual grass, twenty bottles of one-trick pills, eighteen bottles of two-trick pills, eighty-nine ordinary magic weapons, thirty-three secret treasure-level magic weapons, fifteen spirit stones of all grades, and two medium-grade spirit stones, is it correct?"

"Seven ridges of first-grade spiritual grass, four ridges of second-grade spiritual grass, thirty-two bottles of one-grade elixir, sixteen bottles of two-grade elixir, one hundred and sixteen ordinary magic weapons, twenty-five secret treasure-level magic weapons, twenty-six ordinary spirit stones, and eight medium-grade spirit stones, is it correct?"

"Ten ridges of first-grade spiritual grass, six ridges of second-grade spiritual grass, thirty-five bottles of one-grade pills, fifteen bottles of two-grade pills, one hundred and twenty-eight ordinary magic weapons, thirty secret-grade magic weapons, thirty-one ordinary spirit stones, and twelve medium-grade spirit stones, is it correct?"

"Yipin Lingcao ......"

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As Chen Heng continued to count, all the spiritual herbs and elixirs poured out of the Qiankun bag in his hand as if they were endless, causing the whole scene to fall into an extremely strange atmosphere, and everyone was completely stunned, just mechanically counting and confirming with Chen Heng's counting, the brain was almost blank.

One Qiankun bag, two Qiankun bags, three Qiankun bags...... Five, eight, ten...... Fifteen, twenty......

Half an hour later, the thirtieth Qiankun bag was already counted, but from beginning to end, all that appeared were first-grade spirit grass, second-grade spirit grass, first-grade pill, second-grade pill, ordinary magic weapon, secret treasure, mortal spirit stone and medium-grade spirit stone.

The elixir above the three tricks, the magic weapon above the Xuanbao, and the high-grade spirit stone, but none of them appeared.

To say that Chen Heng has no harvest of high-level items, no one will believe it if he is killed.

However, how many Qiankun bags did he have? Now the number of those low-level spirit grasses added up to more than just a mountain, I am afraid that they can all be connected into a small mountain range.

No wonder he said something like that at the beginning, this number is really difficult to count, which is completely different from Xi Ying playing big cards.

The person with a bright head immediately thought of the battle of the fairy and demon in front of the Spirit Beast Garden, and in the end, after Chen Heng killed the demon cultivator of the Jindan Realm, he killed thirty-two demon cultivators in a row.

At that time, everyone was shocked by that scene, and they didn't notice anything else, but when Chen Heng left, they began to clean up the battlefield and found that the demon cultivators who were killed by Chen Heng were not only not human-shaped, but also the Qiankun bag on their bodies was gone.

At that time, they thought that Chen Heng's attack was too heavy, and even the Qiankun bag was destroyed, and they sighed for a while, but now that they think about it, they should have been taken away by him by unknown means at that time.

If you calculate it like this, the Qiankun bag in Chen Heng's hand, including his own, is at least thirty-four! And these things that he took out now are just what he has gained outside the Spirit Beast Garden.

And no matter what Xi Ying thinks in his heart now, the elders of the Yuan God Realm on the high platform all have strange faces and look at each other.

Chen Heng had already shocked them enough, even if they really came up with a spiritual object worth more than Xi Ying this time, even if it was far exceeded, they would not be too surprised, but the scene in front of them had completely subverted their cognition.

While feeling emotion in his heart, he also secretly admired Chen Heng's temperament.

If he took out dozens of Qiankun bags at one time, although he also had a sense of impact, he would not be shocked to take them out one by one like now.

The reason why Chen Heng chose to do this was completely to put pressure on Xi Ying, and in the atmosphere where the Qiankun bags came out one after another, as if there was no end, Xi Ying's patience was broken.

Even if Chen Heng couldn't take out high-end items at that time, their value would eventually not be able to surpass Xi Ying, but at that time, Xi Ying would no longer be able to attack Chen Heng with confidence.

"Forty-eight ridges of first-grade spiritual grass, twenty-three ridges of second-grade spiritual grass, eighty-nine bottles of one-grade spirit grass, forty-six bottles of two-grade pills, five hundred and seventy-eight ordinary magic weapons, one hundred and thirty-five secret treasure-level magic weapons, fifty-six all-grade spirit stones, and one hundred and thirty-four medium-grade spirit stones, is it correct?"

This is the thirty-fourth Qiankun bag, and it is also the last one that everyone thinks, and when the number came out, almost the audience was dumbfounded.

This time, the number of them directly increased several times, or even more than ten times, and the number of medium-grade spirit stones reached more than a hundred, completely exceeding everyone's estimates.

Even Xi Ying couldn't be silent anymore at this time, and blurted out almost immediately: "This is impossible!!"

You know, he inadvertently broke into a treasure room with great power in cultivators, and finally scraped so many spirit stones, but Chen Heng, why did he have so many?

No one would doubt that these thirty-four Qiankun bags must have been collected by Chen Heng himself from the various cave mansions.

However, no one paid attention to Xi Ying's words, they were just secretly calculating in their hearts the sum of the spirit treasures that Chen Heng had taken out, could these quantities exceed Xi Ying?

They couldn't get an answer themselves, so at the same time, almost everyone set their eyes on Long Immortal Gu.

Long Immortal Gu silently calculated for a moment, and then spoke: "True Martial Sword Sect Chen Heng, a total of thirty-four Qiankun bags have been taken out, and the total number of their mouths is as follows. ”

"Three hundred and twenty-five ridges of first-grade spiritual grass, one hundred and ninety-eight ridges of second-grade spiritual grass, one thousand and twenty-three bottles of one-grade spiritual grass, five hundred and eighty-four bottles of second-grade spiritual grass, three thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight ordinary magic weapons, seven hundred and ninety-five secret treasure-level magic weapons, seven hundred and twenty-three ordinary spirit stones, and three hundred and sixty-five medium-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as this number came out, not to mention that the whole scene was stunned, even Chen Heng himself was taken aback.

Not to mention the spirit grass, the spirit pills turned out to be hundreds or thousands, the magic weapons were even thousands, and even the spirit stones were hundreds of them.

Once this batch of things is taken out, I'm afraid he will be able to pull up a lot of force by himself.