Every female cultivator covers the sky with one hand

Ye Qingfeng smiled, and said succinctly: "Go back, 600 million catties, come and redeem."

600 million catties? !
Just say one more word, is there an extra million catties? !
A word of 100 million catties? !
If it weren't for the protection of the emperor tripod, the dozen or so Immortal Terraces of the Jiuli Dynasty would have rushed up immediately and tore Ye Qingfeng to pieces.

And the Jiuli Immortal Stage Realm who opened his mouth to persuade, wanted to cut off his tongue at this moment.

No one expected that a little girl who looked less than three years old would be so arrogant!

But after thinking about it, a little girl who owns two pieces of imperial weapons at the same time should be so arrogant.

Jiuli's world-renowned Heijia Army became dumb all of a sudden, they didn't dare to make noise in front of Ye Qingfeng, so they could only negotiate with the old emperor uncle.

But those black armored soldiers were all burning with anger, and they all cursed angrily in their hearts:

"Heavenly madness will bring rain, and human madness will bring disaster, let's see how long that little girl can be arrogant.

Damn stinky girl!The two emperor soldiers hold the same palm, not very capable, but the two urging talismans gathered together, really have the qualifications of the emperor, the real qualifications of the emperor! "

Uncle Jiuli's old emperor, with white hair on his head, profusely profusely.

He has made great military achievements in this life, and his reputation is unparalleled. He has kneeled before the world, the ancestors of all generations of Jiuli, and even the current ruler of Jiuli has never kneeled before, but now he kneels down to a little Ye Qingfeng.

The redemption of Jiuli map with 800 million catties was unsuccessful, but he had to go back to his home, go to the king, and ask for another 800 million catties.

He raised his eyes and stared at Ye Qingfeng, with a murderous look all over his body, he really wanted to speak again.

However, Ye Qingfeng was not afraid at all, his heartbeat was never half a minute faster, and he met the other party's eyes calmly.

One old and one young, the four eyes, like the sharp blades of swordsmen, clashed silently in mid-air.

After a while, it seemed that the two sides had a tie and no one was defeated.

Uncle Jiuli already knows that this little girl is not a soft persimmon, but a rare king with a heart of mind, and she is definitely a one-size-fits-all master.

Therefore, Jiuli old emperor uncle did not speak, but glanced at the big bandit Tutian who had met several times before.

"Persuade me one or two." Uncle Jiuli sent a voice transmission to Tu Tian.

"There's nothing I can do to help." Tu Tian hugged the magic pot tightly, and refused through sound transmission.

Just on certain big occasions, we have met several times, and we only remember each other's appearance and name, and we don't even count as acquaintances by nodding.

In particular, the royal family of the Jiuli Dynasty looked down on him, the bandit leader who started his career with magic jars.

But having said that, Tu Tian wouldn't be able to become one of the Thirteen Great Bandits of the Eastern Desolation without relying on the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar.

"Sixteen million catties is too much. As much as you can reduce, you will share...one-fifth of your reduction." Uncle Jiuli was forced to bargain with a bandit leader.

Who made that leaf Qingfeng oily and salty.

And if you go directly to Ye Qingfeng to grind the price, then the source of what you want will definitely rise again.

Uncle Jiuli couldn't find Ye Qingfeng, so he could only find the little guy next to Ye Qingfeng, the little guy in the Immortal Realm.

"Haha, although one-fifth is very tempting..." Tu Tian hugged the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, shaking his shoulders and laughing, his face glistening.

Everyone could see that a bandit leader was negotiating with an uncle of the Immortal Dynasty via sound transmission.

Tu Tian laughed so that he was so successful, he stood next to Ye Qingfeng, without any concealment, cheered up, and continued to reply via voice transmission:
"Although one-fifth is very tempting, I am a pawn and cannot be the master of those who serve.

Besides, one of your princes from the Jiuli Dynasty is still kept in my magic jar. It is only natural that our little ancestor would need several million catties more. "

Unexpectedly, the uncle of the Jiuli Dynasty immediately replied:
"The prince can be regenerated, but he is not worth those millions of catties. You can get rid of him, just reduce the source to 800 million catties."

"Hahaha!" Tu Tian simply laughed out loud, shaking his head back and forth.

"Old Qi, what's so funny?" the other bandit leaders asked with a playful smile.

Tu Tian deliberately turned to look at Ye Qingfeng, and told the truth:
"Jiuli, the emperor's uncle, said that the trapped seventeen princes are worthless. You can reap his life, and just ask for the ransom to be reduced to 800 million catties."

"You have become a lobbyist." Ye Qingfeng glanced at Tu Tian, ​​but did not budge, and said forcefully, "One thousand and six million catties must not be less. Otherwise..."

Speaking of this, Ye Qingfeng bent his lips and smiled again, looked at the uncle of Jiuli, the eighteen black armor soldiers behind him, and the dragon horse beside them, and said:

"Otherwise, you will all be included in the tripod, and all of you will be included in the tripod."

The barbarian old men looked at the snow-white and handsome dragon horses, couldn't help but licked the corners of their mouths, and interjected at the right time:
"Eat it, eat it, eat it all."

"hiss!"

The snow-white and strong dragon horse was so frightened that it couldn't help but wanted to run away.

Everyone in Jiuli looked extremely ugly.

If they are also taken in, the ransom will rise again.

Uncle Jiuli clenched his iron fist tightly, that little girl really opened her mouth like a lion.

Instead, Tu Tian came over to comfort him via sound transmission: "You are a majestic Jiuli Dynasty, but you can't even get 600 million catties of resources? This is too cowardly, isn't it even comparable to Donghuang's fluct light?"

Unexpectedly, the more Tu Tian comforted him, the more angry Uncle Jiuli became.

What is Tu Tian's consolation? It's clearly an aggressive method!

The Jiuli Dynasty has a deeper foundation than Yaoguang, but with a source of 600 million catties, the entire Jiuli Dynasty has to be stripped of its skin!

Could it be that the entire dynasty is to follow suit?
"Long-winded, indecisive."

Ye Qingfeng was too lazy to talk too much nonsense, and with a move, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar came to her.

Tu Tian was still smiling like a flower a moment ago, but when he let go of the Heaven Swallowing Magic Jar, he immediately panicked and widened his eyes anxiously.

Ye Qingfeng held the can with both hands, and pointed the mouth of the can at the people in Jiuli.

The Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar was at Ye Qingfeng's will, and before Ye Qingfeng injected mana into it, he spun violently through the dark hole.

In an instant, an irresistible force of absorption came towards the Jiuli people.

They were oppressed by Di Ding's imperial prestige, and they couldn't escape at all.

"Crash!"

Nineteen Jiuli people, together with nineteen dragon horses, were collected into the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar.

It was pitch black inside the magic jar.

Even the king of the three immortals who cut the way can't see things, and can't tell the difference between south, east and north.

They only felt that, in an instant, they were abandoned in the depths of the vast universe, in the endless darkness and desolation.

"Let us out! Let us out!"

The soldiers of Jiuli who had been taken into the magic jar mobilized their spiritual energy and shouted loudly.

But they heard no voice from anyone but their own.

They used majestic mana to break this barrier, but all the mana they displayed was like a stone bull entering the sea, without any ripples.

In that vast and boundless darkness, each of them in the Immortal Terrace Realm was as small as dust and ants.

The great panic occupied their powerful hearts and eroded their strong spiritual will.

Ye Qingfeng held the can with both hands, calmly and calmly, and looked in from the mouth of the can.

Recommended ticket!Recommended ticket!comment!Comment!Thanks!