Chapter 1980： The lion opened his mouth?

Chapter 1980 The lion opened his mouth?

Seeing the doubts on the faces of Nangong Meng and the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the Tianling clan, Fade Chen smiled without talking nonsense. He flipped his palm, and suddenly the delicate and pure white light Longyanhua appeared in front of everyone. .

"It's the Bright Dragon Flame Flower!"

As soon as he saw the bright dragon flame flower between Chen Fei's palm, Nanmeng Palace suddenly exclaimed, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to **** it.

Although Chen Fei noticed it, he just smiled, and he didn't mean to avoid it at all...

"what…"

In the next second, Nangong Meng, whose face was full of surprise and excitement, suddenly screamed out, and the five fingers that extended towards Guangming Longyanhua also retracted like lightning. But even so, at this time, her five slender jade fingers, which were originally white as jade, seemed to have been infected by the highly poisonous sulfuric acid, and they were not corroded to their full shape...

Not only that, at this time, apart from the skin, flesh, and meridians, most of the bones in Namco's palms and fingers were rotten and blackened, and the invisible power of poisonous corruption was still raging and raging toward the south. Dream Palace's entire arm spreads...

"His!"

A sigh of relief.

The whole place was dead silent.

Everyone was silent. Even that day, the forehead of the old man at the peak of the false emperor of the Spirit Race also shrank, and his expression changed greatly.

"Long, Elder Elder, save me!!"

Nangong Meng screamed, his face full of astonishment and fear.

The next moment, the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor suddenly shot.

He looked solemn, grabbed his palm fiercely, and a majestic light energy surged out from between the palms, slamming into the invisible poison on Nangong Meng's corrupted bones. But even so, the invisible and highly poisonous energy has not been wiped out, but the speed of galloping and erupting has been greatly weakened.

"Can't be destroyed?!"

The old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the Spiritual Race that day was startled, and then immediately scolded Chen Fei: "What do you mean? Could it be that you still want to kill our Saintess of the Spiritual Race?!"

"What's with me?"

Chen Fei looked calm, and said lightly: "I said that this bright dragon flame flower has been transformed into poison by me. I directly touch this magic-level poison with my hands. Are you sure that her IQ needs someone else to kill her?! "

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Nangong Meng and the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the Tianling tribe turned into pig livers at the same time.

But even so, they still couldn't refute anything. Chen Fei did say before that this bright dragon flame flower has been transformed into poison by him. To directly touch the magic-level poison with your hands, this is indeed only a fool with a certain level of low intelligence, an idiot, would do such a thing...

But this idiot, idiot, and the saintess of their Celestial Clan, the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor cannot be ignored.

Thinking of this, the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the Tianling tribe gritted his teeth, bowed his head slightly to Chen Fei, and said, "Anyway, please save the saint first..."

"it is good!"

Surprisingly, Fade Chen agreed very freely.

However, the next moment, the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor shrank his pupils, and he almost couldn't help but want to do it.

Because Chen Fei actually drew his sword directly, slashed in the void, and chopped off one of Nangong Meng's arm!

Puff!

Blood spurted wildly, and Nangong Meng, who was in so much pain that her pretty face was distorted, became a blood man. And that day, the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the spiritual clan was also furious and roared at Chen Fei: "Boy, what do you mean?!"

"Didn't you ask me to save people?"

Chen Fei glanced at the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the Spiritual Race that day, and said lightly: "This is a divine medicine-level poison, how do you want to save her? Could it be that you still think I can save her arm for her? !"

In the end, Chen Fei's tone was also a little indifferent, which made the heart of the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the Spirit Race that day suddenly jump.

But then that day, the face of the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the spiritual clan was also gloomy for a long time, a burst of blue and a purple... In the end, his complexion was as dark as the bottom of a scorched pot, and he whispered in a low voice, unable to hear clearly: "So It's just that I'm a little confused, sorry..."

However, the word "sorry" was gnashing his teeth.

How could he not know that Fade Chen's sword was definitely intentional? But even so, he still couldn't find any faults...because I really want to say that even a pseudo-emperor peak like him is taboo, let alone a saintly realm junior like Nangong Meng.

Namco Palace is now able to keep the whole person, but without an arm, it is definitely a very lucky thing. This principle makes sense to any other party, and I can't find any faults!

But no matter if he said a thousand words or ten thousand, he was panicked in his heart!

Namco Palace can say nothing and lose an arm for no reason.

The issue of the    arm is a small matter, but the issue of their Heavenly Spirit Race's face is a big deal!

But they couldn't stand it at all, and they still asked Fade Chen, so they could only swallow it. No matter how uncomfortable it is, the teacher can only hold back.

Nangong Meng also took this time to stabilize his injury, his face was pale, and his eyes looking at Chen Fei again were full of resentment and fear. Fade Chen's previous sword made her feel the coldness of death vividly... and this may be the closest to death in her life in Nangong Meng.

So how can you not be afraid? !

After being silent for a long time, the old man at the peak of the pseudo-emperor of the spiritual clan asked Chen Fei coldly that day: "You said that this poison, the bright dragon flame flower, can really dispel the curse of the emperor and demon?"

"I said, hope is in 70%. It's up to people to make things happen, and it depends on what happens..."

Chen Fei stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky above everyone's heads.

That day, the eyes of the old man at the peak of the false emperor of the Spirit Race flickered violently, and he was silent for a long time again, and then said:

"Okay, our Heavenly Spirit Tribe bought this poison Bright Dragon Flame Flower, you can set a price."

He was confident when he said that. As Xuanqing Tianshao's top ten super clan, the Tianling clan is also considered to be the number one in the entire Jiugong Tianyu. For them, as long as they can save an emperor-level existence, no matter how big the price is, it is worth paying.

What's more, 'just' a magic-grade poison, it's impossible to hurt their Celestial Clan's bones.

At this time, Fade Chen also raised a finger.

"One million holy crystals?!"

Seeing Chen Fei's raised finger, Nangong Meng's face changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth.

Previously, Chen Fei actually photographed that the price of this bright dragon flame flower was 100,000 holy crystals... Naturally, this finger cannot represent 10,000 or 100,000 holy crystals, but only one million...

One million holy crystals,

Is this price too expensive? !

Even if it is a perfect form of a half-emperor weapon, it is almost in the early 30s to 500 thousand. The astronomical price of one million holy crystals is a bit troublesome even for the Great Emperor Ernan of the Heavenly Spirit Race.

"one million…"

That day, the old man at the peak of the false emperor of the Spirit Race also had a drastic change in his eyes.

But he is not a junior like Nangong Meng after all, he is a hero who has really experienced ups and downs and has seen countless scenes and worlds. One million Saint Crystals, of course, is a sky-high price, but as long as the life of Emperor Ernan can be saved, they will be able to earn it back in a short time. But once Emperor Ernan died, their lineage would have no backers, and everything would become a blur in the mirror.

After reading this, the old man at the peak of the false emperor of the Spirit Race nodded his head and said:

"Okay, one million holy crystals is one million holy crystals, our Heavenly Spirit Race, bought them!"

As soon as these words came out, envy could not be stopped in the eyes of the few senior Wei family members present.

One million Saint Crystals is their Wei family known as the Craftsman God Family, the most powerful Refiner Family in Jinglong City, and they can't come up with a number like one million Saint Crystals. And this is still their family's accumulation of thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, but now that Chen Fei changed his hand and got it as soon as he improved, how can he not be envious or complicated?

But unexpectedly, Fade Chen shook his head and said lightly:

"One million holy crystals? No, no, you are all wrong. Holy crystals are not difficult for me at all, and I don't really need them."

"What I mean by extending a finger is that I want a corpse of a mythical beast! Or, the remains of your Heavenly Spirit Clan's emperor-level existence!"

As soon as he said these words, the audience fell silent, and everyone was dumbfounded!

The corpse of a divine beast, the remains of an emperor-level existence of the Heavenly Spirit Race?

He, did they hear it right? !

"Are you crazy?!"

After a brief silence, Nangong Meng's sharp and stern question rang out.

She glared at Fade Chen with the eyes of a lunatic.

"Do you know what a corpse of a mythical beast is? It is a real imperial weapon, and it is not necessarily as precious as a corpse of a mythical beast!"

"There are also the remains of our ancestors of the Heavenly Spirit Race. You asked us to take them out and exchange them with you? Do you know what you are talking about? You are blaspheming the ancestors of our Heavenly Spirit Race!"

For any force in Xiaoyaotian, Xuanqingtian, even Jiugongtianyu, Beimo, and Tianhuang 360 states, even if the emperor-level existence is dead, it also represents glory, brilliance, and supremacy. !

Therefore, after almost all emperor-level beings fall and die, they will be buried in the Holy Land by the forces behind them with the highest etiquette, and they will be worshipped and worshipped by future generations from generation to generation! But now Chen Fei opened his mouth to regret the emperor of their Heavenly Spirit Clan. This is simply a word of punishment!

What's more, what is the concept of the corpse of the beast?

According to incomplete wild history records, in the past 10,000 years of their Jiugong Tianyu, there have been no more than five mythical beasts that have truly gone out of everyone's sight and have been active on the world stage!

There have been no more than five statues in the past ten thousand years! Not fifty or five hundred.

Where do you want them to find the corpse of a mythical beast? !

And even if they were found, how could they exchange the corpse of the divine beast for some divine medicine-grade poison? !

That is absolutely impossible!

Chen Fei's opening, the lion didn't say anything, but also made it clear that he was going to the remains of their ancestors of the Heavenly Spirit Clan. It was really his heart to be punished! How could Nangong Meng jump in anger? !

(end of this chapter)