Repugnant Gateway

Zhuang Dong is a person who has calmed down to the extreme. He is not the same as Yin Zhi stop. The two belong to two worlds. He just didn't expect that An Zheng was so calm. Obviously came to avenge his revenge, but he could still sit here and drink with him, and seriously asked him how much money he received.

"That's a murderous fight, of course, to pay a high price, even if I am only one of the participants."

Zhuang Dong also laughed: "May I tell you, it is thirty gold spirit stones, plus a set of gold product peak exercises, and a gold product peak instrument."

Ann sighed: "The price is low."

Zhuang Dong: "At that time, I didn't understand the market, nor did I understand things.

An Zheng stood up: "I'm fine, where are you going?"

Zhuang Dong pointed to the outside street: "It's just as close as possible. The second store didn't offend me, neither gave me money nor owed me money, so don't hurt others."

He got up and made a polite gesture.

An Zheng went out and asked curiously again: "You love money so much, if someone pays a high enough price, would you kill yourself?"

Zhuang moved stunned. He actually thought about it for a while: "It seems that I can't ... It's not because I died and no one spent the money, but I don't know how much to price myself."

An Zheng said: "I will bid you a price."

Zhuang Dong walked and asked, "How much?"

An Zheng: "A Purple Product Artifact."

Zhuang shook his head: "Do you want to lie to me, I am so valuable?"

An Zheng and he came out of the inn, and the dimly-eyed Dian Xiao looked up and looked a little impatient. After Anzheng and Zhuang moved out, he came over and sealed the door again, muttering in his mouth: "I'm sick, I don't sleep at night."

There was wind on the street, rolling across the ground, sending the sand to the distance.

Anzheng and Zhuangdong stood face to face. Zhuangdong asked Anzheng: "Do you think you can kill me?"

An Zheng asked: "Is there any problem?"

Zhuang Dong said: "I think you can be priced by yourself. If you are not my opponent, when you are about to be killed by me, if you give me money, I will not kill you."

An Zheng laughed: "You really are a bottom line person."

Zhuang Dong yelled, "This is really a good way to make money. If I start chasing you from today, every time I give you a higher price, every time you use money to buy your life, my income will be very high stable."

An Zheng: "Not many people like you."

Zhuang Dong sighed: "It seems that you are not going to make a price."

An Zheng summoned Bing Soo and pointed to Zhuang Dong: "Come on, I'll rush back to the post."

Zhuang Dong sighed: "It's a pity that I can't make money and shoot."

An violently rushed forward, Bing Soo crossed out a straight ice line. The golden light flashed on the red robes of Zhuang Dong's body, which was the unique rune power of the Divine Society. You Guo Shen Hui may be the most paranoid sect in pursuit of runes. The clothes they wear, after the special blessing of runes, have a magical power.

Anzheng's ice line stabbed straight, and Zhuang Dong didn't react at all. The ice line stabbed Zhuang Dong's body, the golden light flashed on the red robes of the priest, and the ice line disappeared.

"That's it? Come again, I can."

Zhuang Dong smiled and said to Anzheng: "It seems that I blamed Hayahoo for them, and the price increase is a bit high. Although your strength is built not only for the money they give, but you are stupid. You actually think You can kill me with your current practice, so you have to bargain for you. Unfortunately, I killed them all, or I can go back and talk to them, and I ’ll do it even lower. Now really Very depressed ... No money, no motivation to kill. "

The contention of Anzheng was approaching its extreme, and he simply ignored the words of Zhuang Dong. In this short time, Ice Soul stabbed out at least 130 times. The clothes on Zhuang Dong's body seem to be able to resolve the offensive caused by the cultivation force, but they have little defense against direct attacks by magic weapons. So after An Zheng got close, Zhuang moved to block every time he stabbed. Ang struck 130 times, he blocked 130 times, but it didn't add up for a second.

A strong man in a small state, a strong man in a prisoner's realm, the speed of the shot is simply not obvious to ordinary people.

"Weaker, come again."

Zhuang Dong beckoned towards An Zheng: "I want to see if you can force me to fight back."

Anzheng's ice soul stroked towards Zhuangdong's neck. Queen Zhuangdong took a step back, avoided it, and then reached out to grab the ice soul: "Something is good, it looks valuable."

When his hand reached out, An Zheng could see clearly that he was wearing a black-gold glove. I don't know what the material of this glove is, but it's hard to grab the ice soul without any damage.

With a snap, Zhuang Dong grabbed Bing Soo. The sharp blade of the ice soul drew a string of Mars on the glove, and Zhuang Dong did not change anything, still holding it tightly. Cultivation is a huge gap in the realm, which prevents An Zheng from recapture the ice soul.

Zhuang shook his head: "It's so stupid ... It seems that I really blamed Haya Tiger. With your stupidity, I should accept 100,000 or two gold."

Then he saw An Zheng grotesquely smiled: "Guess, have I ever killed the man in the small land?"

Zhuang moved for a moment, and then he saw a golden flash on the dagger he had captured.

In an instant, eight scales of holy fish appeared in front of Anzheng, followed by an explosion. A huge fire pushed Anzheng backwards, and stopped only a hundred meters away. After the flames disappeared, the red robe of the priest who was able to resist the attack of the repair force was already damaged. His face was blown like black coal, and his hair flew back. The dagger in his hand disappeared, as if he had never obtained it.

Explosion of gold spirit stone.

Zhuang Dong looked at his broken clothes, and his face was twisted: "You actually exploded a gold spirit stone. Do you know how much it is worth?"

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "The way I make money is different from yours, so I don't care about money."

Zhuang Dong was shocked, and the broken robe flew up. He took a step forward violently: "You succeeded in forcing me to shoot."

Zhuang Dong is the cultivation of Xiao Manjing, and there is no longer any shackles for distance. He and Anzheng were a hundred meters apart. Just in a trance, they came to Anzheng in a daze, and the speed was staggering. His black-golden gloved hand grabbed Anzhen's neck, and Anzhen had almost no time to react.

"Go to hell!"

Zhuang's clenched hands, even a piece of steel, would be crushed by him.

But no.

The green light flashed, and An Zheng disappeared. The next second, from the top of Zhuang Dong's head, the Nine Nether Demon Bell quickly fell, just like the nine mountains stacked together, and fell heavily. Zhuang moved too late to respond, his hands moved upward.

The light flashed on the two black-gold gloves, and the two hands instantly turned into palms that were tens of meters in length, holding the nine ghost devil bells. Jiu You Mo Ling is a Zi Pin magic weapon. Under the weight, the two moving arms are trembling violently.

"It's just a little full!"

Ann scrambled up and pressed his hands on the nine ghost demon bells. Thousands of lightnings in his two hands were injected into the Nine Nether Demon Bell, and then shot like a thousand arrows from the Nine Nether Demon Bell, all of which poured into Zhuang You's body. In an instant, Zhuang Dong's body was smoked by electricity.

An Zheng: "Your Xiaoman is better than me, but I don't depend on the realm."

He took out the mountain and river ruler, and then plugged into the Nine Spectre Devil Bell.

The golden light flashed, and Zhuang Dong had no way to resist under the suppression of the Nine Ghost Demon Bell, and was directly dragged into the world of mountain and river rulers. Among the mountains and rivers, Anzheng once killed a strong man in a small land. The wicked night owl was killed by An Zheng in the mountains and rivers.

Zhuang Dong's face was ugly to the extreme, and he never thought that the magic instruments in An Zheng's hands were endless.

"If you don't have those bells, what do you think you can do to me? This is a mountain and river ruler? If you weren't those bells, you wouldn't be able to bring me into the mountain and river ruler! It depends on the magic weapon, what is the skill? "

Zhuang Dong roared towards An Zheng.

An Zheng shook his head: "You are already a practitioner of this level, how can you still be so naive."

A little fiercely under his feet, the world in the mountains and rivers began to move. Zhuang Dong's body rushed towards the real side involuntarily. He was a punch in Anzheng. The black and gold gloves flashed a strong light. This is the strongest blow of the Xiaomanjie practitioners. Down.

But Anzheng didn't plan to pick up ... The world in the mountains and rivers was controlled by Anzheng, where he lived. Anzheng used the Nine Ghost Demon Bell of the Purple Product to suppress the cultivation of Zhuang Dong Xiaomanjing, and then took him into the world of mountains and rivers. At this stage of the showdown, the outcome is actually divided. Anzheng only has five minutes, but five minutes is enough.

The ground moved as quickly as a conveyor belt, bringing Zhuang Dong to Anzhen, with a very fast speed. Zhuang moved fiercely with a punch, but the controversy in front of him disappeared, replaced by a mountain that could not see the peak. A bang! Zhuang Dong's furious punch hit Dashan Mountain, and a cave was almost directly opened in Dashan Mountain. The power of this punch is already scary enough, but Heshan does not care.

The violent blow of the small Manchurian strongman directly collapsed the mountain.

But here, peace is God.

He appeared behind Zhuang Dong, one foot on Zhuang Dong's back, Zhuang Dong's body flew forward involuntarily and hit the mountain. He looked back and saw furiously after seeing Anzheng. But when he punched, he still fought in front of him, and after the punching out, there was another mountain in front of him.

Anzheng skimmed into the air, his hands together in the air.

boom!

The two big mountain sandwiches sandwiched Zhuang Dong in the same way. Two mountain peaks were torn apart, and large pieces of rubble rolled down from above.

Anzheng scored with both hands, and the two incomplete mountains moved backward. Among the rubble, Zhuang Dong, whose two hands turned into shields, stood there, but was not killed.

An Zheng: "This glove is really good!"

He folded his hands again, and the two mountains collided again. Once, twice, three times, until the two mountains were completely gone.

The light on Zhuangdong's gloves had gradually faded, and his face was as white as paper.

"Wait!"

When An Zheng was ready to shoot again, Zhuang Dong suddenly shouted: "I want to ask ... How much can I spend to buy my life?"

An Zheng laughed: "You mean that although your realm is better than me, you can't beat me. So I can chase you down afterwards, and then you spend money to buy your own life. Have a stable income? "

Zhuang Dong's mouth twitched and said, "Yes ... everything can be used to tell the price, how much is my life worth, you make a price."

An Zheng rushed forward: "Don't buy!"

boom!