Heavenly God Mnemonic

There was a moment of silence in the court, and a martial artist jumped out and sneered proudly: "Hahahaha, is there a pit in your brain? Give you all the money, why not give it to me?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said: "This question is a good question, I will answer it for everyone now."

As he said, he walked forward and slapped his face with his hand.

"Snapped!"

The man was fanned straight out, a mouthful of blood was sprayed in the air, his body hit the ground a few times, and he rolled to the edge of the ring.

"Hey!" The whole audience gasped, their faces pale in fright.

"What's the matter? Aren't all demons banned?"

"It's indeed forbidden, it doesn't make sense!"

"Is he born with divine power? But, the natural divine power is not so powerful."

Zhiren was also dumbfounded.

The boss of a group of more than 50 people yelled angrily: "Don't be afraid of him, he must be forbidden here. He is just stronger. With so many of us, we can't deal with him?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Does everyone understand the question just now? Now I will solve this question for everyone to see."

The boss sneered and said, "Is the natural divine power? Tell you, I am the real natural divine power. Even without any cultivation base, I can defeat the existence of the Spirit Martial Realm! Let's go together!"

"Kill! Throw this kid down!"

More than fifty people all rushed over.

Yang Qingxuan stepped forward, stepped on a simple azimuth step under his feet, and performed a set of gossip fists. With a few blinks, more than fifty people all fell to the ground.

The martial artist with natural magical power slammed over with a punch, and Yang Qingxuan grabbed his fist, then pushed one hand on his waist, raised it high, and threw it out.

"boom!--"

Another blood line was drawn on the ring, rolled to the edge of the ring, most of his bones were broken, and his face was full of horror.

Yang Qingxuan clapped his hands and said, "Did everyone see the answer to this question clearly?"

There was no sound in the ring, and he didn't even dare to breathe hard. They closed their breaths one by one, their faces pale.

Zhiren's lips trembled, and he shivered: "What, what's going on? Is he not forbidden? It's impossible, no one can break the Forbidden Domain, it doesn't make sense."

Even Han Han, who was standing on the void watching, frowned, shooting out of his pupils, trying to see Yang Qingxuan through, but found nothing, and frowned deeper.

Yang Qingxuan said: "Don't look at me so nervously, come here, relax, take a deep breath, then exhale slowly, consciously relax your shoulders, how about it, do you feel relaxed?"

Those who were caught by Yang Qingxuan's gaze all nodded desperately and said, "It's better."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "That's right, it's just a competition. There are more to be encountered in life. It's expensive to start now, Fatty Zhiren, come here and do a registration for me. Everyone is in line. Team, whoever jumps in the team will go down. Register one by one, I don’t care if you pay more and pay less, it all depends on your own minds, whether you want to enter platinum, whether you want to go back to become a core disciple, inherit the family business, and marry Bai Fumei, It depends on your own minds. By the way, if you don't bring enough friends with Xing Hao Shi, if you tell you a gospel, things can be bargained."

The fat on Zhiren's body trembled, and the little boss was no longer right, and hurriedly ran out and shouted, "Here is here, please give me your orders." Bowing his fat body, he looked flattering.

Yang Qingxuan said: "You are responsible for registration, and I am responsible for maintaining order."

Zhiren said: "Yes." Then he opened his throat and said: "Come here, register your names one by one, and take out your thoughts. The thousand people with the least thoughts, come back in five years."

Those who leave the Qianqiu Fantasy Realm will not be able to step into Lingshan for five years.

These more than one thousand six hundred people were ashamed, watching Yang Qingxuan's gaze swept over, they were all silent, rushing to Zhiren to register in line to express their feelings.

There were also a few unruly and livid faces who were knocked to the ground by Yang Qingxuan. After a few steps, they lined up honestly.

Above the ring, there was a sudden flash of phantom light, and a man appeared in a crow-green smoked suit. Looking at the scene below, he frowned and said, "Junior sister, what are you doing?"

Hanhan exclaimed: "Senior Sikonghao, I, I don't know..., I just opened the Forbidden Demons domain and tested it according to the rules. Who knew it would be like this..."

Sikonghao glanced at the bottom, frowned, and said, "Weird, what are these people doing?" But the test has nothing to do with him, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and said, "Sister, I just got a message from the master and said there is Several big people have come to Qianqiu Fantasy Land, let us go there together after the test."

After speaking, he turned and disappeared into the void and disappeared.

Hanhan propped his chin and muttered to himself: "A big man, what kind of ancestor is it, did he bring his personal disciples to the back door? Hey, it's really boring."

Two hours later, the registration on the ring was completed. Zhiren, the fat man, was very knowledgeable about the goods. He calculated the prices for all kinds of items and counted them together.

Then mysteriously ran to Yang Qingxuan, and whispered: "My lord, the total is 190 trillion yuan. This is the 547th person, who contributed 106 billion yuan, even his life weapon. They are all offered."

Yang Qingxuan knocked on his head and said, "How do you count as five hundred and forty-seven? And you and me, do you plan to go down too?" He was shocked to learn that Fatty Ninja repeatedly said: "I have calculated a wrong calculation.

Yang Qingxuan said to everyone: "The results have come out. Those who have contributed 109.5 billion or more can stay. For the rest, I will come again next time. Your little thoughts, even I look at them. Excuse me, how can I become platinum? Give you a platinum, do you have the face to want it? Come again next time."

"Mom, it's too deceiving! I'm fighting with you!"

A Wu Xiu shouted: "Brothers who were eliminated, fight with them and create a future!"

"Fight! Give me the money back!"

More than a thousand people immediately rioted and rushed towards Yang Qingxuan, scared to learn that Shinnin hurried back.

The five hundred people who had been announced, although heartbroken, did not want to participate in this matter, and they all retreated.

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, put away the storage bag Zhiren gave him, and walked towards the thousand people.

If you are not afraid of exposing yourself, one move can turn them into ashes.

Now it's just extra hands and feet, strolling among the thousands of people, coming and going freely, turning their hands, one by one, fanning all these people, screaming and flying out of the ring, and falling down.