Doomsday Sanctuary

Incheon's eyes flashed with murderous intent, staring at Di Ping coldly, and said:

"Boy, you dare to ask!"

Di Ping was not angry at all, and said with a faint smile on his face:

"I'm asking prices all over the sky, you sit on the ground and pay back the money, I allow you to bargain, of course, if you are not sincere, don't bid, so you don't lose your face as the Pope of the Three Eyes Temple, and it's tender to make people laugh!"

Incheon's eyes were getting colder and colder, his intent to kill was already soaring, he couldn't wait to slap Di Ping to death, but at this time Gong Lan was there, it was impossible for him to kill Di Ping.

Gong Lan has not even unsheathed the Heavenly Sword until now. Once the Heavenly Sword is unsheathed, it is even more impossible for him to block it. Although he does not want to admit it, Gong Lan's strength has indeed surpassed him.

Incheon suppressed the killing intent and anger in his heart, and said solemnly:

"Boy, you know the value of the holy crystal, and you dare to open your mouth for ten and a hundred!"

Di Ping smiled and said:

"I don't know, but I know how much he is worth!"

As he said, mentioning the corpse of Tikiwon Yi, and watching him move, Incheon's eyes could no longer help but flash out of murderous intent.

He narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"Give you a crystal saint and give the person to me!"

Di Ping took out his ears when he heard the words, looked at Incheon unexpectedly and said:

"How many did you say?"

Incheon pressed the murderous road:

"One is already a lot!"

Di Ping showed a stunned expression upon hearing the words, shaking as if he was holding a chicken, Kamemoto Yi's corpse, tut:

"It turns out that a holy corpse is worth a holy crystal, Kamemoto Yi, you are really worthless!"

Incheon shouted in a deep voice:

"Junior, you are challenging my anger, and if you dare to insult the corpse, this sect will kill you!"

Di Ping suddenly raised his head and looked at Incheon when he heard the words, his face was cold and stern:

"Incheon, did I give you a face? You think I'm a bully, a holy crystal, you keep it for fun, I won't change it, I want to open an auction meeting in Ten Thousand Worlds City, the lot is this holy corpse , I want to see how many holy crystals I can shoot!"

"you dare!"

Incheon shouted sharply.

Di Ping sneered:

"You say I dare not!"

The blue veins of Incheon's neck jumped straight, killing intent like a storm soaring, and shouted sharply:

"Di Ping, if you dare to do this, my three-eyed world will kill you too!"

"kill me!"

Di Ping laughed. He looked at Incheon and said:

"Come on, then! I'll wait for you in Illusory Mist. You'd better call more holy steps, I'm afraid it won't be enough to kill!"

Incheon's eyes spit fire. He admitted that he had been completely irritated by Di Ping, thinking that he was so dignified that he was played by a sage like this. He suppressed his anger, restored his sanity, and stared at Di Ping firmly:

"Junior, you think you can't do anything by hiding in the illusion mist, don't you? I will let you know the consequences of angering the world!"

Di Ping said lightly:

"Consequence, then I wait!"

Incheon glanced at Di Ping icyly, as if he was about to leave, he was no longer ready to exchange for Kamemoto Yi's corpse.

But at this moment, Di Ping said loudly, saying:

"Kemoto Yi, you are so pitiful! A dignified sage who died fighting for a world, but even a few sacred crystals are dead and no one is willing to pay for you, so that your soul will return to your hometown, and the leaves will return to your roots; just like this, you were abandoned. , I’m afraid that not only will you be watched, bought and sold, maybe you will be puppets, and you will never live beyond life. It’s so pitiful, you have no value in your death!"

The body that Incheon was about to turn around suddenly froze there, his breath was like a bellows, his face turned green, and the murderous intent of anger in his eyes was about to solidify, but his legs could not move. He knew that if he was When he left, his face was lost, not to mention how people from all walks of life think of themselves, even if he goes back to the temple, he will be bombed.

He is the Pope, not the King. The Pope is only the nominal leader. The real power of the Three Horizons lies in the tribes. Once the tribes oppose the temple, the temple will exist in name only.

At this time, all the saints in the void looked different, but their eyes looked at Di Ping with jealousy, and a single sentence pushed Incheon to the edge of embarrassment, unable to advance or retreat.

If Incheon does not get back the corpse of Kamewon Yi, he will always bear the name of abandoning the corpse of the same clan.

The so-called murder and condemnation, but so!

Di Ping's move was too cruel, and Incheon couldn't even think about it.

boom!

When the void moved, two sages appeared beside Incheon, Zhenggusheng and Jiri.

Gu Sheng said solemnly:

"Pope, Kamemoto Yi's body must be retrieved, otherwise we will not be able to explain it when we return!"

Ji Ri did not speak, but his attitude was already very obvious. They knew the consequences, the Kamemoto tribe would definitely make trouble, and other tribes would not sit idly by. The temple was likely to be turbulent because of this, and there must be no trouble at this time.

Incheon suppressed the killing intent and anger that was about to erupt in his heart, looked at Di Ping and gritted his teeth:

"Junior, you are fine!"

Di Ping said lightly:

"I have always been fine!"

Incheon was violent again almost because of a single sentence, but he still pressed it down, staring at Di Ping with cold eyes:

"Two holy crystals!"

Di Ping shook his head and said:

"Too little!"

Incheon's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice:

"Three!"

Di Ping said with contempt on his face:

"Incheon, you are a supreme world, is it too ridiculous to add one by one, ten holy crystals at a price!"