Chapter 1807

Threatened by dark Xu daozun, other immortals around quickly retreated behind.

Jiang Cheng doesn't take Tao God seriously at all, but they can't.

Any Taoist priest can make them out of breath.

Many people can only hold their anger in their stomach, and even have to carefully restrain their anger in their eyes, so as not to be stared at by the Jingxian temple.

It's no wonder that they will be hit in the future.

Some people at the helm of small chambers of commerce not only swallow their anger, but even take the initiative to laugh with them.

"How dare you? The Lord of the dark Xu hall misunderstood us."

"How dare we argue with you?"

"Who do you want to be the owner of this octave device?"

"Only you deserve it. We dare not touch it."

As they shook their hands, they retreated into the distance.

I dare not mention buying Yueyan silver needle any more.

Their performance on the road made dark Xu daozun very satisfied.

"Now you see?"

With a playful look on his face, he handed over the jade board of the quotation again.

"I'm the only one who can buy Yan silver needles this month. No one else will buy them."

"Who else can you sell to besides me?"

Jiang Cheng didn't pick up the jade board.

To tell the truth, he was shown by the other party's operation.

The original business can still do so?

Offer a low price and scare everyone else off. If you don't sell it to me, you can only rot in your hand?

He looked at dark Xu Dao Zun with great interest. Then he said faintly, "I'm afraid you think too much."

"Since they don't buy it, I'll sell it elsewhere."

He looked at the jade board with a slight sneer. "Listen to my advice, you'd better take back your humble offer and buy some supplements to replenish your brain."

"The eight step Taoist instrument is too high-end, and you can't control it with your current IQ."

With that, he was about to turn and leave.

"Stop!"

Dark Xu Dao Zun was out of anger.

Jiang Cheng's speech is really extraordinary.

From the beginning to now, he hasn't been given any face in the whole process.

"You have provoked me several times. You are so arrogant."

"I'll put it here today. You have to sell it or not!"

"It's your honor to give you this offer."

"If you don't drink, you will die miserably..."

"Oh, really?"

Jiang Cheng snapped his fingers at Cangling, who immediately showed his huge real body of Canglong.

Suddenly, the whole fairy city was filled with dark clouds.

Although the blood of Jiuwen Canglong has no natural rank suppression on other ethnic groups, the pressure brought by the power of blood alone is enough to press many immortals from high altitude.

And dark Xu Dao Zun himself, his face turned white, his blood color faded, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Cang Ling didn't send out a killing intention to him, but it was enough to make him have the illusion of seeing a sea of corpses.

Jiang Cheng grabbed the second ancestor by the neck.

He smiled contemptuously.

"I just didn't eat your toast. What can you do?"

Dark Xu daozun has forgotten his anger.

Suppressed by the terrible dragon shadow in the sky, he was about to lose his ability to think.

"Stop!"

Wen Chu Taoist Saint had to sacrifice his law space.

Four golden origin totems stood proudly in the audience and vaguely carried the power of Cangling.

"Your Excellency, we are abrupt in this matter."

Jiang Cheng threw away dark Xu daozun and looked back at him.

"Take care of your master's mouth. Don't think this is Xiaomang territory, so it's his turn to bully."

"You..."

As soon as dark Xu left, he wanted to scold and say something.

But the words were immediately picked up by Wen Chu Daosheng.

He knows very well that if the war starts now, dark Xu is likely to be killed, and even he can't protect himself.

Because the power of the dragon Taoist saint on the top of the head is beyond imagination.

Indeed, behind our side are Zhu Xiangong, dozens of Taoist saints, a pile of Taoist zuns, and a Jingzhu Taoist God.

But the problem is that far hydrolysis can't be close to thirst.

"You misunderstood me. I'm a young master of my family. I may have made you wrong."

He repeatedly arched his hands and played a round game.

At the same time, people blocked the dark Xu in the rear.

"In fact, we really want to make this business. Eight step Taoist instrument, who can not be moved, can't we?"

Jiang Cheng's face was a little calm and pretended to calm his anger a little.

"You barely look like a businessman. What was that just now?"

Wen Chu Taoist Saint looks embarrassed. This sentence can't be echoed.

"Ha ha, your excellency is joking..."

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "but let's forget the business of this eight step Taoist instrument."

Wen Chu's face changed, "why is this?"

He doesn't even have an octave device himself.

That silver needle, he absolutely doesn't want to give up.

"Why? Can you afford to buy your pure immortal hall?"

Jiang Cheng turned his lips in disappointment.

"I was still attracted by the name. I thought it must be rich and powerful here. That's the result?"

"It's really down-to-earth. I'm home."

With that, he waved to Cangling, who turned back to human shape. They were going to fly outside the immortal city side by side.

"Sir, stay! Stay!"

How could the Taoist saint of Wen Chu leave like this.

"The quotation just now is just a mistake. We can discuss it again!"

"Our Jingxian temple is a vast area with abundant financial resources