Rebirth of the City Immortal Emperor

"Yes! Old man, uncle! I am afraid that this news has spread now, and everyone is innocent and guilty. I am afraid it will be a **** night tonight!"

Liu Tiande smiled, gloating in his eyes.

Damn kid, really stupid. He was a little worried about the tens of billions of dollars of gambling.

Of course, Liu Tiande felt that with the energy of the Liu family, there was still the Meng family behind it.

But now, the kid clutched the sacred stone and refused to let go, but this way, Liu Tiande was cheaper.

After all, as long as the person dies, the **** gambling agreement is not counted.

"Since that young man dared to leave the sacred stone, would he have any reliance on it?"

It was Meng Nantian who was more sober and said with some worry.

"Yes, Tiande, do you recognize that young man is from which family in China?"

Sanye Meng also frowned, showing a pensive expression.

"I don't know the kid, but he came from the Xu family, and there are no elders in the family to follow. I don't expect the power behind it to be much! What's more, I don't know how many people are looking at the kid this time. Divine consciousness, even if he comes from the top ten ancient martial arts family, I am afraid he can't hold it!"

Liu Tiande smiled carelessly.

"Yeah! What you said makes sense!"

Sanye Meng nodded, the worry on his face gradually disappeared.

"This young man is too irrational. Although spirituality is a priceless treasure, in such a mixed place, he should get rid of it as soon as possible!"

Meng Nantian shook his head lightly. What a treasure the Divine Stone was, might be able to make Grandmaster Pinnacle take the legendary step.

When encountering this kind of treasure, even a master-level figure can't care about his face.

"If that's the case, then we will also have a look at that time, and act accordingly!"

Meng Nantian pondered for a moment, and then made such a decision.

Although the **** stone is destined to attract many masters, since the last miserable defeat in Fengshan Town, Meng Nantian has even found a breakthrough opportunity. After returning to Beijing for a while, he broke through to the pinnacle of the master.

Shenshi also has a lot of attraction to him, and maybe it can take this one step further.

So Meng Nantian also wanted that piece of sacred stone.

…

The same situation occurs in various homestays in the village, or in large courtyards.

Hearing the message from his subordinates, a powerful master with a terrifying aura burst out like a dragon and a tiger, opened his cold eyes, and invariably looked at the homestay where Zhang Yi lived.

Even after the news spread, the three-story building of the homestay where Zhang Yi lived was immediately empty, and both the residents and the bosses ran away.

Because everyone knows that a **** battle is likely to happen tonight, with master-level characters clashing.

In a civilian yard, Zhang Junshan is meditating and practicing.

This underground auction, with the strength of the Zhang family, is naturally qualified to take a trip to this muddy water.

Next to Zhang Junshan, there was an old man wearing a black Chinese tunic suit. The old man looked very old, even his back crouched.

But Zhang Junshan was very respectful to the old man, because he could feel the power of the stormy sea hidden in the old man's dry and rickety body.

"Old ancestor, what do you think of that sacred stone?"

Zhang Junshan asked that he had just received the news that a young man from the East was carrying a **** stone.

As a newly promoted master of the Zhang family, he is also very eager for the legendary sacred stone. I heard that the size of the sacred stone is not small. The ancestors of the Zhang family are on the same level.

"The sacred stone is indeed good, but it is destined to be a **** storm at that time. We have more important things to do on this trip. Let's act according to the timing!"

The old man with a withered body slowly raised his head, opened his muddy eyes, and said lightly.

It seemed that in his eyes, even the Shenshi couldn't compare to the more important thing he said.

"Yes!" An excitement flashed in Zhang Junshan's eyes when he heard the old man mention that, then he lowered his head in response.

…

Xu Minghui did not choose to leave in the end, but let the other three old people from the Xu family return home immediately.

After all, these are the only three Huajin masters of the Xu family, and they cannot be compromised here, otherwise the Xu family will really be finished.

And he chose to stay, because he wanted to take a gamble, betting that Zhang Yi could hold on to those greedy enemies in the dark.

In addition, he hasn't got the things for the old man to continue his life, and he can't come back empty-handed, otherwise the old man will fall and the Xu family will be in danger.

It would be better to stay here and take a gamble. As long as the bet is won, the Xu family will truly gain Zhang Yi's friendship. At that time, the Xu family's situation can be solved.

However, along the way, he could feel a lot of unkind eyes staring at them in the dark. Although he decided to stay, he still felt frightened.

But when he saw Zhang Yi next to him, Xu Minghui couldn't help smiling bitterly. This grandfather was really big enough, as if he didn't feel the danger lurking in the dark. After leaving the gambling stone workshop, he even wandered around to the antique shop.

In the end, he spent ten million dollars on an old object that looked like a funnel.

"Mr. Zhang, can this thing be worth ten million dollars?"

Xu Minghui was puzzled. He felt that Zhang Yi had been scammed. This thing seemed to be the texture of ceramics. Even the ceramics in the ancient official kilns were not worth the price.

"This thing is really worthless!"

Zhang Yi nodded, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Not valuable? Then you still buy it?"

Xu Minghui couldn't help widening his eyes and asked puzzledly.

"Although this thing is not valuable, the things inside are valuable, not to mention ten million dollars, even 100 billion dollars is worth it!"

Zhang Yi glanced at Xu Minghui, then smiled faintly.

"Isn't it sand? It's still purple and gold, it looks pretty good!"

Xu Minghui disagrees, he can't forget the smile on Zhang Yi's face when he squeezed the purple-golden sand out of it.

That seems to be an advantage smile!

Damn it, isn't it just a scratch of sand? Although the color is a bit weird, it shouldn't be such a good thing!

"Well, it is indeed sand!"

Zhang Yi smiled mysteriously, nodded, and stopped explaining.

Even if he said, Xu Minghui didn't necessarily understand the value of Zijinsha.

The Zijinsha that was previously searched from the Song's house was not as big as his fingernails, which made Zhang Yi very happy. Now he found an old object like a funnel and revealed a large amount of Zijinsha. Zhang Yi gave Le broke.

Zijinsha is the best material for refining tools, adding a little bit when refining the tools can improve the quality and strength of the magic tools.

Such a big scratch, I am afraid that there are thousands of grains, and the flying sword used to temper his life is more than enough.

The village is very big, in addition to gambling on stone workshops, antiques, gambling battles, there are other entertainment programs, but Zhang Yi casually walked around and lost interest, and then went back to the hotel with Xu Minghui.

"It's pure!"

Seeing that people have gone to the vacant homestay, Zhang Yi nodded in satisfaction.

Then he turned his head to look at Xu Minghui, and said, "Are you really not going? You know, there may be danger tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Minghui gritted his teeth and said: "I wish to follow Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Yi took a deep look at Xu Minghui, then nodded and said: "Then go up, stay in your room for a while and don't come out! Their goal is me!"

After speaking, Zhang Yi glanced around the hotel intentionally or unintentionally.

Because he had already sensed dozens of cryptic auras around him, at least they were all masters of the Huajin level, and even among them there were many masters of the ancient martial arts level.

However, Zhang Yi didn't care. He returned to the room and took out Zijinsha, then summoned his natal flying sword and began to exercise.

Now his natal flying sword can only be regarded as barely qualified, but there are still many flaws. The most important point is that it is not hard enough. Although it is enough to cut away the magic weapon of the foundation, if it encounters a stronger magic weapon, Maybe it will be shattered.

And once the natal Flying Sword is destroyed, Zhang Yi, as the master, will also suffer a terrible backlash.

Therefore, it is very important to increase the hardness of the natal flying sword.

There are so many purple sands now, enough to raise the hardness of the natal flying sword to a level.

Spiritual power turned into fire, and the purple sands were integrated into the natal flying sword like shining stars, and the fierce aura from the natal flying sword became stronger and stronger.

As time passed, night fell quickly, and the surroundings of the hotel suddenly became very quiet. To be precise, it should be dead, because there was no sound of bugs.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressed. Xu Minghui in the next room was fidgeting, sweating all over his body with nervousness. Although he knew that the target of those people was Zhang Yi, how could he fall asleep steadily.

Maybe if I go to sleep this night, I won't be able to wake up again.

"Om!" Suddenly, there was a wave of fluctuations in the deadly air, half an inch in front of Zhang Yi's throat, who was closing his eyes and rested, unexpectedly, a black dagger appeared strangely.

The black dagger is just like a fish in the dark night, if the eyesight is a little weaker, you can't find it at all.

Zhang Yi opened his eyes abruptly, a hint of surprise flashed in his bright eyes, and then **** suddenly caught the black dagger that appeared suddenly at an extremely strange speed, and then there was a sudden shock.

Because he found that the other party's concealment skills were actually more advanced than the peak master of Jiuyou that he met last time.

"Huh?" There was a shock in the dark, and then a small black figure rolled out of the void.

Through the black dagger, the black shadow felt a shocking force that directly broke his concealment method.

"Baga! Boy, hand over the sacred stone!"

Since it was exposed, this dark shadow did not hide it, unexpectedly exploded with the aura of the middle stage of the grandmaster, and then directly pounced on Zhang Yi.

"Islander? Is this the legendary ninjutsu?"

Seeing the overwhelming black shadows suddenly appearing around him, Zhang Yi couldn't help showing a light of interest in his eyes.