Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

"If one saint doesn't work, then two, five, or more. If that doesn't work, find a cautious saint king and you can always kill him!" The man hiding in the shadows poked his head out.

It was Prince Rong, whose beard and hair were all white.

Zhao Haishan nodded, that was all he could do. That day he took action in anger and had been warned by the emperor.

"By the way, Hua Yunfei also has a legendary holy weapon in his hand, so be careful!" Zhao Haishan recalled the details and remembered the strange thin sword. He must make sure it is foolproof.

"It doesn't matter. With his cultivation as a dragon, how can he possibly exert the power of the legendary holy weapon?"

A look of greed appeared in Prince Rong's eyes: "The deserted tower belongs to me, and the rest belongs to you. Do you have any objections?"

"As long as he dies, that's enough!" Zhao Haishan clenched his fists, suppressing his momentum and not bursting out: "The main thing now is how to lead him outside the city!"

"Don't worry about this, I will take care of it myself!"

Seeing that Prince Rong was so confident, Zhao Haishan could not say anything more and silently retreated to organize the manpower. Prince Rong smiled secretly and went back to prepare to hunt Hua Yunfei.

I don’t know that someone is choreographing myself, Hua Yunfei is preparing to choreograph Yang Changan...

At nightfall, when the lanterns were first turned on, Yang Changan had been practicing for a while, and Lao Ying had not returned yet to inquire about the news. He was going to go out for a walk to see what treasures there were in Tairi City waiting for him to discover.

I walked around the streets, but there was nothing that caught my eye.

"Is this the largest city in the Eastern Wasteland? It's about the same as Qianyuan City on the border, but far inferior to the capital of the Divine Dynasty!" Yang Changan shook his head and sighed, seeming to be very dissatisfied with Tairi City: How could there be anything like this in a place like this? What about the good stuff?

There were many mysterious monks setting up stalls on the roadside. As Yang Changan looked along, most of them were fake and shoddy products.

When he passed by a dark alley, he couldn't help but stop - it was really weird how someone could be selling in such a remote place.

Proud and confident, Yang Changan walked into the alley fearlessly, his figure submerged in the gloom.

Standing in front of this mysterious man who was wrapped tightly, Yang Changan immediately noticed something was wrong and sneered: "I didn't expect that a Japanese demon tribe actually sneaked into this first city in the Eastern Wasteland...!"

The mysterious man shook slightly and calmed down. His voice was dry and hoarse, and he said coldly: "I don't know what you are talking about. Please go back!"

"I don't care whether you are a human or a demon, or what your conspiracy is, but it seems that there are no stores that will drive customers away!" Yang Changan sneered, squatting down to see what was on this person's stall.

This was a shocking sight. This mysterious monster clan was too wealthy.

At the bottom are several demon cores, ninth-level warriors, and even a saint-level demon core. I don’t know where they came from.

Further up, there are elixirs, immortal plants, precious mines and sacred stones, many of which are immortal treasures from ancient times and have long since disappeared. Yang Changan was greatly amazed. Is this... really an ordinary egg?

There is a sapphire bottle on the top, and I don't know what kind of elixir is hidden there.

"Hey! Demon clan, what kind of elixir is in this jade bottle that is so mysterious?" Yang Changan became very interested. He felt that this was the same as before, another chance that he got from the black market inexplicably.

"You must buy all the things below to be qualified to know!"

Yang Changan Yile, quite mysterious: "Okay, I want both, tell me, what's the price?"

"I don't want spirit stones. I need life-extending elixirs. The more the better!" The demon clan, with a dry and hoarse voice, said tremblingly, as if he was already dying.

With his brows slightly furrowed, Yang Changan looked at the mysterious figure in front of him, with traces of demonic aura and deathly aura mixed together, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Could it be that this is a powerful demon clan who is about to reach the end of his life?"

After paying a small price, Yang Changan pocketed everything on the stall.

"Now, can you tell me what this is?"

The mysterious man raised his head, with dark flames beating in his eyes, and a trace of blue light flashing in the depths. Yang Changan felt a little disgusted in his heart, as if his whole person had been seen through.

Fortunately, the mysterious man quickly lowered his head, and Yang Changan snorted coldly to prevent his attack.

"..." You are a monk from Zhongzhou, have you ever heard of the Three-turn Mysterious Pill?" The hoarse voice sounded particularly harsh.

But Yang Changan couldn't care so much. His mind was filled with this name - Three Turns Mysterious Pill.

"Impossible, the mysterious elixir of the reincarnation series was completely lost thousands of years ago, and no one can refine it anymore!" Yang Changan's eyes flashed, if it is true...

"I didn't say I refined it, couldn't it be that I picked it up?"

Without wanting to say more, Yang Changan grabbed the sapphire bottle, but the mysterious man actually didn't stop him. Pour out two transparent white pills, and you can vaguely see the internal lines flowing through them, and the fragrant fragrance of the soil is spreading.

"Boy, what are you looking at? Can you still distinguish the three-turn mysterious pill?" The mysterious man inhaled hard, and the scent of the medicine was completely eliminated.

After covering the jade bottle again, Yang Chang Anxin (Qian Liao Zhao) felt his head tremble: "Under the Imperial Realm, there is no side effect, and the Emperor level elixir that directly triples the cultivation level - the Three Turns Mysterious Pill. This kind of life-saving counterattack You actually have two pills of the magic-killing medicine?"

"There are only two pills in total. Over time, the efficacy of the medicine is lost, and the improvement should not be as much as three times."

Yang Changan held the jade bottle in his hand. The appearance was exactly the same as the records he had read, and the fragrance of the medicine was also at the level of imperial elixirs. With my own eyes and my inner feeling, I told myself that this was the real Three-turn Mysterious Pill.

Even among emperor-level elixirs, this is an extremely precious one. Yang Changan was unwilling to give up, and was afraid that he would not be able to pay. His eyes flickered, and he actually had murderous intentions!

Fortunately, he concealed it very well and quickly calmed down and asked: "What's the price of these two pills?"