Chapter 1569

A quarter of an hour later, a luxurious fairy car set off slowly.

Jiang Cheng lies in the immortal car, sitting next to muyue.

It was the two envoys who pulled the cart in front.

"Lord Jiang, where are you going?"

Of course, a hundred of them were reluctant. They wanted to die on the spot.

But before such a thing comes true, we still have to know current affairs.

"Whatever, you can go wherever you want."

what?

Go wherever you want?

They looked at each other and then sneered at each other.

That's what you said. No wonder we did.

Muyue in the car is a little worried.

Hurriedly whispered, "will they deliberately take us to a dangerous place?"

Jiang Chengxin said that what I want is this effect. I wish they could take them to the most dangerous place in the lonely God world.

So he waved his hand in disapproval.

"Don't think too bad of people. They are so worried about my safety. How can they have the heart to murder me?"

This elder brother has no immortal power to use now. He can't communicate.

The two outside heard it clearly.

Quickly responded loudly.

"Yes, we are not bad people!"

"We don't have any bad thoughts. Don't misunderstand us, fairy Mu!"

"We dare not think of such a thing as murdering Lord Jiang..."

The city elder brother inside shrugged with a smile.

"You heard that. They all said they didn't have a bad heart. Don't worry."

Mu Yue was defeated and completely speechless.

Even the two people outside make complaints about it.

Does this guy really believe in himself?

How did he live to this day?

When they flew to a shrine below, Jiang Cheng was also counting the harvest.

This wave killed more than 500 people.

Although it is only at the level of venerable God, it can only be regarded as a small fish and shrimp for him, but now he can't care about being picky.

These people are from the altar, and their wealth is dozens or hundreds of times stronger than ordinary immortals like Mu Yue and Li Chen.

Many people have some seventh class and a small amount of sixth class fairy grass in their storage space.

In particular, the supreme leader has two five rank fairy grasses.

This made Jiang Cheng overjoyed.

He took away the other people's carry on equipment. He handed the weapon and armor used by the supreme to muyue.

Although the effect of this thing is similar to that of the Taoist weapon Taoist armor in the fairy world, it can only be activated by the power of the medium, and the system will not recover it.

"It's yours."

Looking at the fourth level armor and weapons, the latter was a little surprised.

She's only eight.

Because she is at the bottom of the lonely God world, she lives a tight life. At present, she only uses first-order ones.

Once you change this fourth-order, her combat effectiveness will soar at least three or five times.

For her, it was a golden mountain falling from the sky.

Although her hands were out of control, she tried to shake her head.

"No, it's too expensive. I can't take it!"

Jiang Cheng smiled, "Why are you polite to me? If you didn't take me back to the village, I wouldn't know the situation here. You deserve it."

Mu Yue was a little confused about what to say.

If Li Chen was still alive, he would regret it very much.

In fact, she doesn't have to think about murdering the elder at all.

"But those enemies were destroyed by you, and I don't have much credit..."

"I don't have the power of Jieyuan. It's no use keeping it. Just keep it."

Hearing what chengge said, muyue happily accepted the set of equipment.

The two Coachmans outside, listening to the dialogue inside, naturally knew what had happened.

They are just venerable people. They are called envy, jealousy and hatred.

How does that weak chicken fairy match with such high-level equipment?

They can only place their hopes on the back. Once Jiang Cheng and Mu Yue die, they may be able to seize the set of equipment.

Just as they turned these thoughts, Jiang Cheng in the car also began a special "cultivation".

This time, there are more than 3000 plants of seven rank fairy grass and more than 500 plants of six rank fairy grass. In fact, most of them come from dozens of heavenly Lords.

Most of those venerable ones only have some eight levels.

This also strengthened his intention to touch high-level enemies.

Because the effect of this fairy grass is too different.

Mu Yue is not surprised at his outrageous operation of taking medicine.

She was soon busy refining the fourth level equipment.

Jiang Cheng stuffed seven steps of fairy grass into his mouth one by one.

He felt as if he had become a grazing cow.

Although it looks a little cheap, which is not in line with his natural and unrestrained image of wisdom and martial arts, he fought for his own holy power!

On the immortal tree, the white watermelon composed of turbid power was soon forced to get busy.

Every time a mediator force enters the body, it will timely divide a turbid force to eliminate the mediator force.

The stronger the power of the medium, the more turbid power to be separated, and the more thorough the operation in the meridians.

One Sunday, two Sundays, three Sundays

Time passes little by little in this monotonous repeated operation.

No one knows that an unprecedented test is being carried out in this ordinary fairy car.

Because no one's holy power is obtained in this way.

When the seventh class fairy grass used up more than 2000 plants, the power of turbidity had been running in the meridians of Jiangcheng for more than 2000 weeks.

His affinity with turbid power has been many times higher than at first.

In the past, these turbid forces just didn't repel him or hurt him.

Now there is finally a sign to keep him.

When the turbid power was transported to more than 3000 weeks, Jiang Cheng found that there were more things on the edge of his meridians.

That is the trace of turbid force gradually remaining in the meridians when it is washed again and again.

It means that a trace of turbid power began to stay in his body.

This is completely different from the turbidity that would corrode him at the beginning.

This bit by bit of turbid power really belongs to him!

From this moment on, his meridians were no longer empty.

"My idea is really right, really effective!"

He was greatly encouraged and hurried on.

At this time, the seventh class fairy grass had been used up, and he replaced it with the sixth class fairy grass.

The more violent "invasion" of the medium force also makes the scouring of the turbid force more powerful.

There are more and more turbid forces left in the meridians.

Gradually, the walls of meridians are about to be plated with a new color.

After more than 500 Sundays, the sixth class fairy grass ran out.

He took out the two fifth class immortals.

He swallowed it without hesitation.

This time, not only the immortal tree, but also the thin layer of turbid power on the Meridian Wall in his body suddenly lit up.

Then, the turbid force suddenly drifted away from the meridians and quickly gathered together.