Chapter 2111

Brother Cheng is not so easy to kill. After all, the clay figurines are still angry.

"Don't you want me to look good?"

"Let me see how good your beauty techniques can make me look."

How dare those saints across the street do hairdressing for him.

Not to mention that there are ancient saints behind Yuan City. Even if there are no such saints, the 300 sacred platforms alone can shake them.

Watching him hold the right hand of the sword hilt, their hearts trembled.

They don't want to end up like yuluo holy land.

Hurriedly, he knelt down and decided to be soft and beg for mercy.

"How dare we attack you?"

"I dare not borrow a hundred courage."

"You are not a flaw, we are..."

Jiang Cheng couldn't bring up any interest when he looked at the mud.

He strolled in front of another group of people.

"Didn't you just say that I was unworthy of occupying the sacred thing?"

The Holy Lord of Weizhong, who was looked down at by him, was extremely embarrassed.

As the Supreme Lord, even if a saint interrogates him like this, he will turn back.

But now, not only he, but also the other top saints of the evil palace around him could only pretend not to hear, and they lowered their eyebrows and eyes like old monks.

There's no way. The deterrent of shaking the ancient sage is too strong.

Brother Cheng actually wants to stimulate these people to harvest again.

Unexpectedly, the whole Zhixie palace became a shrinking turtle.

This made him unable to find a place to talk, so he was very depressed.

"Didn't you just say you couldn't do it without you? Now you dare not fart and help others out?"

Wei Zhong was so humiliated that he finally bit his teeth and said, "don't deceive people too much."

"What?"

Jiang Cheng put his hand to his ear and pretended not to hear.

"What did you just say?"

"Is it worth fighting for chaos silver chalcedony with such a low voice?"

"You..."

Lord Weizhong was so angry that his head was buzzing. He almost couldn't resist the urge to make a move.

But thinking of shaking the ancient sage, he finally put down his trembling hand.

"I don't care as much as you do!"

"Cut the bag."

Brother Cheng simply released the chaotic silver chalcedony.

The magical object shrouded in the dense light slowly hovered around his right hand and changed. It looked beautiful.

Thousands of the saints all around looked straight, and some showed uncontrollable greed again.

"I meant to thank you, but you didn't need it."

"Don't you want to help in vain?"

Jiang Cheng Yang Yang's right hand, "don't you want me to take away the silver chalcedony?"

"Now the opportunity is at hand. Come and grab it. If you miss this village, you won't have this store."

There was silence all around.

No one dared to express dissatisfaction with his possession of silver chalcedony.

This makes brother Cheng a little bored.

"What's all this junk?"

"With your courage, you still want to play murder and looting. Go home and nurse!"

Even Changyang and Miaoyu in the rear were twitching in the corners of their eyes.

Brother, take it easy.

Your group opened fire and covered all the sects in xianwuzhou. The hatred was too great.

Now it is covered by an ancient saint who shakes the sky.

If one day the ancient sage doesn't cover you, what will you do?

King Hao and King Jia, who were included in the group's ridicule, finally couldn't stand it.

"Jiang Cheng, what are you proud of?"

They both arched their hands in the air with respect.

Then he continued: "don't take yourself too seriously. Without that, you are nothing!"

"There are many people here who can kill you."

Their anger finally gave vent to the people who had just been scolded and could not raise their heads.

"Yes, I really thought we were afraid of you?"

"What are you without the help of the ancient sage?"

"Your strength is not enough."

"We don't care about you because we give Gu Sheng face. How strong do you really think you are?"

Jiang Cheng is a little confused.

It's not easy for me to hang up.

Does it have anything to do with the ancient sage?

"You seem to have misunderstood something."

"Misunderstanding?"

The Lord of Wei Zhong smiled coldly, "just know it in your own heart."

"The fox pretends to be a tiger. We are afraid of the ancient sage. Who are you?"

Brother Cheng can't bear it now.

As a king of coercion, how can he tolerate his coercion being taken away by others?

However, before he could say anything more, all the people around him flew away.

Because the immortal possession of the death world has been opened.

Five peak saints and 82 ordinary saints were killed. This time, the scale of Xianzang in the death world broke the record again.

All the Tao gods and saints around are busy rushing to the opportunity.

In a moment, Jiang Cheng had only a few disciples and grandchildren left.

"What do they mean?"

"Did the ancient sage of shaking heaven just appear?"

Wushan's head shook like a rattle.

"No, no, I haven't seen her at all."

"Then why would they say that Gu Sheng helped me?"

In fact, Wushan is the one who doesn't believe the achievements of brother Cheng.

Because he knew Ling was the ancient saint of shaking heaven, and Jiang Cheng was close to her.

In his opinion, ninety-nine percent of the people who shot in the dark just now really hammered!

Even the previous wars in canglan continent may have been helped by Ling secretly.

But in front of brother Cheng, the old man said categorically: "they must be jealous of your talent!"

"They can't accept that a God is better than themselves, so they have to make up a reason to convince themselves, so as to avoid the complete collapse of their mentality."

Brother Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that only you have the wisdom to see the essence at a glance."

The faces of Changyang and Changling are helpless. We have no wisdom in our feelings?

"Shizu, the immortal possession of the death world has reappeared. Should we go in?"

Jiang Cheng looked up at the huge nebula that almost covered the whole Xianji continent.

"When we first came to the Xianji continent, we'd better let the foreign demons taste some sweetness."

He is still busy collecting booty.

I was so busy dressing that I almost forgot the most important thing.

Five peak saints and 82 ordinary saints, plus more than 2000 Taoist gods' personal equipment and storage space, are all intact.

This wave of his gains was beyond imagination.

When he exchanged all the secret treasures of the eight level Taoist instruments and armours he had just obtained, his xuanjing directly exceeded 4million.

In addition, there are a large number of natural materials, earth treasures and pills.

The materials for refining the extraordinary imperial ware are almost ready.

"This battle was not in vain."

Feeling the cultivation of immortal power far beyond the realm of high-level Taoist gods, he opened the system dark pattern panel without hesitation.

The dark pattern needs 50000 dark crystals to rise from 15 to 16.

Jiang Cheng felt that it was time for him to break through the Holy Lord, otherwise the next immortal Cang of the death world would still be unable to absorb the Tao core.

(end of this chapter)