The first thousand nine hundred and twenty-eight chapters of negotiation

Zhuo Bufan stood in the sky with a hint of surprise on his face. Half a year of practice and recent fights with Kuhan have made his golden core faintly stronger, and the golden core in the sea of ​​gods slowly rotates and continues to gather. Absorbing the spiritual energy, it became more solid and stronger, and there were faint signs of breaking through the middle of the golden core.

Once it breaks through the middle stage of the Golden Core, it means that Zhuo Bufan has entered the Xinghai-level medium cultivation base. Because of his dual cultivation of spells, his own combat power far exceeds the same level, and the challenge of leapfrogging is not a problem.

But just like what the Sect Master of Xuanjie said, Zhuo Bufan's practice in the early stage can indeed quickly improve his strength in martial arts and magic, but in the later stage, the resources and energy consumed by the two types of cultivation will be geometrically The multiplier increases, and the real strong will only choose one of the martial arts as the main cultivation, and the other as the auxiliary cultivation.

"No, it's impossible! You obviously only have a Xinghai-level elementary cultivation base?"

Huo Lin, who was lying in the pit, opened his eyes wide and trembled slightly. Now he didn't want to believe that he was defeated by Zhuo Bufan with a punch. He was the pride of the Yan Clan and the top young genius in the Kraka galaxy.

"Did you underestimate the enemy?" Huo Lin lowered his head and looked at the gravel under his feet. He did underestimate the enemy, but he felt that if he really fought hard, he might lose to Zhuo Bufan. What was implied in Zhuo Bufan's punch just now. Power, let him have a feeling of facing death.

"Tian-rank martial arts?" Huo Rin suddenly rounded his eyes, "No, it's definitely not a Tian-rank martial arts, but a realm-level martial arts!"

A world-level martial arts is extremely precious, and even a powerful race in the Dark Demon is unlikely to have a world-level martial arts.

To obtain a world-level martial arts, either there is a transcendent force behind it, or there is a strong master, otherwise, it is simply impossible to obtain a world-level martial arts by yourself.

Of course, Zhuo Bufan was also lucky. I am afraid that if he beheaded the Golden Crow at that time, the other party would rather destroy the stone monument than give it to him.

"Don't forget that you promised my bet!"

Just as Huo Lin was surprised and uncertain, Zhuo Bufan had slowly flew to his side and said softly.

Huo Rin raised his head and stared sharply at Zhuo Bufan. He gritted his teeth and was quite unwilling. His self-esteem as a genius has already been hit. "What Huo Rin said must count. If Yin Ji refuses to marry Give it to me, I will never force her... and you, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and defeat you fiercely."

Zhuo Bufan just smiled slightly.

According to the agreement between the silver and the Yan clan, the silver clan will marry Yin Ji to Huorin, and the silver clan and the Yan clan will marry. Then the Yan clan will come forward to negotiate with the Jinlin clan. Although Huorin has a domineering personality, it is also the same. A man, who said his words, agreed to help the Silver Clan negotiate with the Jinlin Clan, and the location has been set on Jupiter.

The silver tribe, the Qingjia tribe, and the Diyi tribe, the three races that have been persecuted and exterminated by the Jinlin tribe, have united. Among the three races, the silver tribe is the leader, preparing to negotiate with the Jinlin tribe.

Jupiter is a star with a vast area, and the place of this negotiation is a stronghold of the Jinlin tribe in Jupiter, called ‘Mira City’.

Zhuo Bufan followed the Silver Clan on a flying machine and headed towards Jupiter. The hopes of everyone in the Silver Clan, Azure A Clan, and Diyi Clan are all pinned on this negotiation. If the Yan Clan can let the Jinlin Clan stop. , Then their race can continue to survive and develop in the Kraka galaxy.

"I'm afraid this negotiation will have a bad fight!" Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself.

According to Zhuo Bufan’s understanding, the patriarch of the Yan clan is a strong person who has entered the galaxy level for a long time, and is also a strong person in the forefront of the entire Kraka galaxy. Similarly, the horned horns of the Golden Scale clan are also a galaxy-level strong person. The silver tribe, the Qingjia tribe, the Diyi tribe and the Jinlin tribe are fighting, I am afraid that the Yan tribe will not be so aggressive.

After driving for about three days in the vast starry sky, everyone came to the "Mira City" of Jupiter Star. The city of Mira was already occupied by the Jinlin tribe. Seeing the arrival of the silver tribe and others' aircraft, many people showed it in their eyes. With a cruel light, in the eyes of the Jinlin tribe, the people of the silver tribe are prey and slaves, and they dare to negotiate with them.

The remaining clan guards of the Silver Clan, Qingjia Clan, and Diyi Clan stayed outside, and the leaders of the three races led some elites into the base camp of the Jinlin Clan.

Zhuo Bufan also followed. The patriarch of the Blue A tribe was covered with dense cyan scale armor. The patriarch of the Xinghai-level was an old man, and the patriarch of the Diyi tribe was an old man with a high-level cultivation. He had a pair of black wings behind him. .

In the clan hall of the Jinlin clan, the patriarch of the Jinlin clan, Qiu Yao, wore a dark golden metal armor, showing the coercion of a galaxy-level powerhouse on his body, and two silver girls were sitting beside him.

In the first place below the hall, there was an old man sitting with a richer and deeper aura. Huo Rin was sitting next to him. Obviously, this old man was the patriarch of the Yan clan, Huoran.

"The patriarch of the Jinlin clan, I am here to visit the Jinlin clan for one thing only. My Yan clan yearns for peace, while the Jinlin clan is a clan who slays the Silver, Cyan, and Diyi tribes. We are already going to marry with my Yan clan. I hope that the patriarch of the Jinlin clan can let go of the silver clan, the Qingjia clan, and the Diyi clan." Huoruo said straightforwardly.

"So the Yan clan chief came to me for the silver clan?"

Qiuhol held the willow waists of the two silver girls around him with both hands, laughed and said, pretending to be crazy and stupid.

Yin Ji saw the two silver girls next to Qiu Holm and squeezed her powder fist forcefully, her silver pupils were filled with intense anger, and she wished she would kill Qiu Holm and smash her corpse.

"I don't know if the Jinlin Patriarch can give me the Yan clan's face?" Huoran continued.

"The Yan clan is a powerful race in the Kraka galaxy. Our Jinlin clan has never wanted to provoke the Yan clan, but the chief of the Yan clan is going to cut off my Jinlin clan's financial path... If the face is given to the Yan clan, what about the Yan clan? Give me back to the Golden Scales?" Qiu Holm's face showed a touch of playfulness, and his eyes fell on Fire Radon's body.

Ignoring the Silver Clan, Qingjia Clan, and Diyi Clan, it means that the Jinlin Clan will lose a lot of soul coin wealth, and the Yan Clan patriarch never thought that he would be able to give up attacking silver with a few words. Family.

"If the patriarch of the Jinlin clan let go of the silver, the Qingjia tribe, and the Diyi clan, our Yan clan is willing to give the Jinlin clan three million soul coins and attach a copy of the martial arts exercises. I don’t know if the patriarch Qiuhol can agree. "HuoRon frowned and said.

For these races, three million soul coins is already a good amount, and it also comes with a copy of Heavenly Martial Skills, which is of great value.

Qiu Holm narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly two sharp colors burst into his dark golden eyes, and he slowly uttered two words, "Not enough!"