Other forces mentioned by people include not only those sects of the fairy family, but also the yuan scholars and the three national masters.

Even, it includes the two imperial dynasties of Xingyou and riyao.

Although the Tianzu was much more united than the Xianzu against foreign enemies, the three imperial dynasties were not one.

The reason why the unified empire was divided into three was that it had experienced countless intrigues and cruel struggles.

"Jiang Cheng, this person must not be used by other forces!"

If it weren't for brother Cheng's terrible record this time, they thought they couldn't kill him. I'm afraid some people would say that sentence - if it can't be used by us, kill him.

The moon shadow emperor nodded slightly.

Then he was full of fun: "but he is a demon fetus. If you cooperate with him, it is bound to cause the dissatisfaction of national teachers and Yuan scholars."

As soon as the voice fell, the princes raised their chin indifferently.

"If he is dissatisfied, he is dissatisfied!"

"Who cares."

"Can the national master destroy a fairy army alone?"

"In these tens of thousands of years, their yuan scholars have killed four Taoist gods, not as many as Jiang Cheng."

"And they also paid the price of the fall of two people."

The moon shadow emperor smiled and said, "what about the folk views of the moon ring imperial dynasty?"

"They will understand!"

"In the face of Jiang Cheng's achievements, the so-called prophecy failed."

The attitude of the ministers is unprecedented.

Everyone is no longer opposed, and even strongly demands that the moon shadow emperor reach cooperation with Jiang Cheng as soon as possible.

So as not to dream too much at night, the great God ran away.

"What reward does he need?"

King duanjing suddenly looked bitter and accused him of sin.

"Please forgive me, your majesty!"

"We... Owe Jiang Cheng a large number of broken spirit tablets."

"I came back this time to raise broken spirit tablets."

The moon shadow emperor and the princes were confused.

"What do you owe me?"

King Chang Rong can only plead with him.

"We agreed with him to kill a Taoist God and pay him a high-level broken spirit tablet, a middle-level broken spirit tablet and a low-level broken spirit tablet."

"The price itself is worth it."

At first, they didn't think about it, and nodded.

It's certainly worth it.

How can there be such a good thing in the world if you can exchange a high-level spirit fragment for the life of God?

"But who would have thought that he killed so many at once..."

The crowd soon recalled the terrible number of heads in Jiang Cheng.

As a result, they all became twitching at the corners of their mouths.

"Don't you want five high-level broken spirit tablets, 348 medium-level broken spirit tablets and 8455 primary broken spirit tablets?"

"My God, is that too much?"

"This is still a battle. If we fight more, the whole country can't get together!"

Fighting in the secular world requires economic struggle.

In the cultivation world, there is no such concept.

After all, the immortal doesn't need food and grass supplies. They bring their own equipment, especially the Tianzu doesn't need equipment at all.

However, at this moment, they finally realized what is called "fighting is burning money".

The moon shadow emperor also had a headache.

"Why does he want so many broken spirit tablets?"

Others make complaints about it.

"Yes, can't you change something else?"

"Why do you have to catch the broken spirit piece and die?"

"I seriously doubt that he deliberately embarrassed us!"

Having said that, cooperation is still necessary.

Think about how painful it would be for such a powerful person to be lured away by the enemy.

"Cough."

The moon shadow emperor cleared his throat and looked around at the ministers.

"I can produce two high-level broken spirit tablets and five medium-level broken spirit tablets."

"As for the others..."

"Is there any way for you?"

Hearing this, all the princes' expressions became subtle.

Everyone looked at their nose and heart one by one, pretending not to hear anything.

Even King duanjing and King Changrong looked at the floor of the palace hall, as if the shadow on the ground had a lasting appeal.

The production of broken spirit tablet needs to consume its own realm.

The advent of each broken spirit tablet means that the cultivation of a master of the Tian family has regressed.

Many of them have made it, but it is regarded as an heirloom. Who will be willing to give it?

The moon shadow emperor is a little upset.

Especially, I don't want to contribute!

Is it hard to expect me to make all the broken spirit tablets alone?

By the time we get together, I'm afraid that the emperor, who is twelve times the sky level, has fallen to ten times the sky level.

"Draw lots!"

The majesty of the emperor enveloped the whole hall at this moment.

His eyes flashed across the audience and examined everyone's expression.

As a result, the world around became frozen and stagnant.

The ministers trembled and knew that the moon shadow emperor was going to play for real. He was angry.

"No one wants to escape, draw lots to decide!"

"If those who draw refuse, they will be punished for treason!"

With that, he made a full 53 special ice beads out of thin air, and sealed different contents inside each bead.

Just three minutes later, the draw came out.

Three Princes "unfortunately" got high-level broken spirit tablets, and 34 princes got a gift bag of "medium-level broken spirit tablets multiplied by 10", and the rest all got early-level broken spirit tablets multiplied by 100 to 500.

Someone was sad and said, "Your Majesty, there are too many of these 500 first-order broken spirit tablets?"

"I really don't have ten middle orders!"

"I don't care where you get it or how you use it."

"In short, after three hours, I want to see those broken spirit pieces!"

Soon, all the children of the king's residence suffered

Under the strong arrangement of the moon shadow emperor, the goods demanded by brother Cheng finally came together by force.

Without stopping, King duanjing rushed to the 12th theater again.

"Well, can I pay my debt now?"

After the last battle, Jiang Cheng remained in the front line.

More than 100000 troops nearby said they were trembling, excited and afraid that he would shoot at them.

No one dares to disturb him.

King duanjing handed over all the broken spirit tablets happily.

Brother Cheng took over a rough count, and then put it away in a happy mood.

Although it's more and more difficult to upgrade later, this batch of broken spirit tablets has a large number and all of them have been used up. It should not be far from the top ten of the sky level, right?

"Good, good."

"Do you still intend to continue to cooperate?"

"Of course."

Wang duanjing rubbed his hands tentatively, "well, the price of cooperation, can you lower it a little..."

"Are you kidding?"

Jiang Cheng immediately interrupted him.

"Broken spirit tablets change God's life. You have to bargain for such a cost-effective business?"

"Cost-effective is cost-effective, but the quantity is too much to gather together!"

Now it's OK to say that the high-level broken spirit tablet can make up dozens of copies.

At the beginning, there were more than 8000 copies, which almost wiped out the whole moon around the imperial city.