Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Not long after Ling Xiao left, several figures appeared on Caobang's floating ship.

But the shipowner paid no attention.

He couldn't afford to offend the Holy Temple, but Ling Xiao was not on the ship at the moment, so there was no need for him to be afraid.

"Where's Ling Xiao?"

After several people searched the floating ship, they did not find Ling Xiao and asked coldly.

"Went to the Holy City!"

The shipowner pointed in the direction of the Holy City.

"That bastard, leave quickly!"

After hearing this, several people's expressions changed. Although Ling Xiao is not powerful, this kid is definitely one of the best among the younger generation. He is the one who ranks first on the Zhongzhou Hidden Dragon List, and also He may not be Ling Xiao’s opponent.

If Ling Xiao takes action against the younger generation of the temple, they will have a huge headache.

Under this wall, there is a text left in blood: "You want to trade with them, but they come to care about your money. In this case, you are just being polite - Lingxiao Jinzhou!"

There must not even be a Holy City. The entire Central Continent may have to find a seventh family, and if something bad happens, they will have to go back down the mountain.

"You buy ten pieces, but you have to choose them yourself!"

I haven't got anything to buy yet.

Tian Ming thought for a while and said.

Of course, I may know Jinzhou, and Tian Ming's nickname has long been resounding throughout Northern Xinjiang. Maybe only a few warriors at the foot of the mountain know about it, but on the mountain, almost everyone knows that someone is Xiao.

There are at least hundreds of millions of people entering the Holy City every day. Every time you enter, you have to pay a fee. Even if you leave for a cup of tea and come back, you still have to pay again.

You can't buy them at Tianming, you can only buy them outside.

yes!

The most shocking thing was that everything outside the warehouse had been looted, and even the dregs were left.

"Send the order, seal off the Holy City, and arrest Jinzhou with all your strength!"

"How many spiritual stones does a top-grade imperial weapon need?"

"yes!"

"Bad job!"

A warm voice sounded.

"Damn it!"

Jinzhou went straight to the trading house in the Holy City. I didn't have much to sell.

Ten thousand yuan is a small amount, even to me.

Seeing that Jin Zhou's face was calm, the shopkeeper smiled and said: "Everyone wants the best imperial soldiers, but no one has the money. It's up to you to see that my eldest brother is kind and recommend it to him. You guys don't have any." Broken imperial weapons and imperial weapons.”

Of course, there were few disadvantages before retreating to the Holy City. When doing business there, he was almost worried about losing money.

Jinzhou asked.

That man was absolutely terrible.

I have to say that the church is really good at making money.

This is also one of the temple's means of income.

At this time, Ling Xiao was walking in the Holy City.

Jinzhou was hiding outside, but I didn't notice it at all, and even the weak people around me didn't feel it either.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up.

"Ten trillion high-grade spiritual stones!"

Tian Mingzhen looked at Tian Ming who appeared in the warehouse in shock, with a look of disbelief on his face.

There really is nothing left of the bad image.

"without!"

Now they have all been swept away.

Immediately, he coldly retreated into the warehouse with Tian Ming.

But no one gave in.

Jiang Muran looked at the shopkeeper's body, snorted, and turned to leave.

Yes, I still plan to buy it.

Several people in front of me turned around and left to arrange for wanted arrests.

In addition to Huangquanbulao Mountain, Douzong and Martial Alliance, this place can be said to be the pinnacle of military power in Central Continent.

When Jinzhou heard those words, the corner of his mouth twitched. I thought I was very broke, but the total of the high-grade spiritual stones I didn't have under me was only enough to buy a top-grade imperial weapon.

But not outside that.

"Don't they have the best imperial soldiers outside?"

Tian Mingzhen is the seventh-ranked being on the Hidden Dragon List of Central Continent. He possesses the peak cultivation level of the Divine Body Realm. He is also the least promising son of Jiang Nantian, the head of the Central Continent Holy Church.

Of course Jinzhou didn't pay.

Before we retreated into the warehouse, this man took out the jade tablet of sound transmission.

In an instant, it pierced Jiang Muran's dantian and crippled Jiang Muran.

In addition, he can also buy the bad things he imagined.

It’s so expensive!

Suddenly, a sharp edge pierced out of the void.

However, when the small door of the warehouse was opened, everyone was shocked.

At the same time, he inadvertently glanced at someone.

What is the difference between a broken imperial weapon and a scrap? Even the king's weapon is like this. There is a way to repair it and turn it into a scrap.

Anyway, I plan to repair it again.

Even if the other party lowers the price, the price is much lower than when Tian Ming.

The blood is naturally the shopkeeper's blood.

The income on this day is in the trillions.

When the trading house sells things, it goes smoothly.

Jinzhou doesn't have a martial arts soul. I know exactly what the shopkeeper did, and I also know exactly what the guy said.

When the waiter at the door saw the old man, he hurriedly bowed and said: "Master, the boss and the shopkeeper have retreated into the warehouse, and they are still coming out."

I also have some hands-on skills, and there are not many ways to sneak into the Holy City. I am good at a few.

As someone who has mastered the artistic conception of darkness, my ability to hide is very terrifying. In addition, I don't have the ice wing technique and cannot fly, and there is no forbidden ethereal realm outside, so flying becomes quite complicated.

"he!"

Jiang Muran smiled warmly and led the people towards the warehouse.

In the warehouse, the shopkeeper's head was still missing, with blood flowing all over the floor.

Jiang Muran roared.

I want to upgrade my God-killing Sword Soul to the level of a top-grade imperial weapon, so I have to fuse at least ten top-grade imperial weapons to do it.

That thing actually sells for one trillion yuan.

The shopkeeper replied.

…

After all, there is no one who can destroy the seven small families in Central Continent.

But all that aura turned into a dream on that sword.

Jiang Muran was so angry that his face turned livid.

"Lord, there is a fat cow from outside, and ten trillion high-grade spiritual stones. Take them out as soon as you are told. If you want..."

Jinzhou asked.

There is also a place where you can buy bad stuff.

When the shopkeeper heard that Jinzhou wanted to buy something, he suddenly looked excited.

"Keep an eye on me, you'll be here soon!"

…

puff!

The Holy City is very large. In the entire Northern Territory, if you don't count the mountains, this Holy City is the largest. Not only that, the Holy City is almost also the center of military force in the entire Central Continent.

Jinzhou was silent.

Because the God-killing Sword Soul Devours the Divine Weapon, it will care whether it is bad or not, even if it is broken, as long as it is broken.

About a quarter of an hour later, a Qingre Nuanian appeared at the trading house with several people.

But it’s not that I hate adding revenue to the church.

"Because someone can repair those things, although the quality is very low, they can be used. The price is very small. Each piece only costs one trillion high-grade spiritual stones!"

Those who sell in Lingxiao are sold because the people here set the starting price.

Those who enter the Holy City must pay at least 10,000 lower-grade spiritual stones.

Originally, I really planned to do business honestly.

The things in the warehouse, even including these incomplete items, are worth less than 10 trillion. Fortunately, the top-grade imperial soldiers were not placed there. If so, it would be a small loss.

That's really a money grab.