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- Shu Yong regretted it!
"If I had known that the good things Shu Qianchi said were so great and so insulting to elegance, I should have continued to sell calligraphy.
Selling calligraphy is better than selling corpses.
That¡¯s right, the previous calligraphy stall became a corpse stall.
There were two corpses in total.
One body, said to be a demigod, has twelve angel wings on its back. The skin on its body is crystal clear. Even if it is dead, it still emits bright holy light. The murderous aura that bursts out can frighten the monks under the Great Sage.
The monks under the Holy King are afraid that they will not be able to get close to his body. If they get close, they will be in danger of falling.
The angel clan is a big clan in the heaven world, with countless clan members. However, there are only a handful of great saints who can cultivate twelve angel wings. Shu Yong failed to recognize who was lying on the ground.
The other one is completely black, with deep fantasy inscriptions carved on the surface of the skin.
Even if it is not activated, an ordinary great sage will instantly fall into an illusion and become confused if he comes within ten feet.
At this moment, there are already seven great sages who have fallen into an illusion and are walking near the corpse stall like zombies. It is conceivable that the illusion inscriptions on the corpse are so terrifying that ordinary great sages cannot control them, so they can be regarded as priceless treasures.
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The corpse of the Angel Clan demigod has been divided into more than ten parts.
Twelve angel wings were placed in a pile, and a sign was erected in front of them, which read: "Demi-god wings can be used to refine flying secret treasures. A pair, two hundred sacred stones, each one will not be sold, and there will be no bargaining." "
The word " " was written by Shu Yong.
Shu Yong swore that he did not write these disgusting words to get the sacred stone from Shu Qianchi. He is a principled and upright person.
However, the hatred between the factions in the book world and the heaven world runs deep.
There are many masters in the factions in the heaven world. They support the Confucian world even more and target the book world everywhere. The monks in the book world suffered countless losses, but it was difficult for them to take revenge.
"Writing these words and participating in the sale of the corpses of the angel clan demigods, he felt happy and felt that a great revenge had been avenged. But, on the surface, it cannot be shown.
Thinking of this, Shu Yong added another line on the sign: "Monks in the Heaven Realm, 10% off."
"Brother Shu, do you think it's okay for me to write like this?" Shu Yong asked.
Zhang Ruochen was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said: "Okay, no problem. Go ahead, I have dug out the Holy Source!"
"Is the price too high?"
Shu Yong has no experience in this area and is worried that he will not be able to sell it.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The wings of the demigod angel have already given birth to charm inside, which is extremely rare. Two hundred sacred stones are too low for me! However, there is a shortage of sacred stones recently, so let's treat it as a cheap sale!"
Zhang Ruochen needs the divine stone not only to activate the sundial, but also to purchase other cultivation resources, which is very expensive.
As for Zhenyuan, after Zhang Ruochen thought about it carefully, he felt that the probability of being recognized was very low. Most likely, Zhenyuan had seen his face and guessed that he was the transformation of a monk from the Kunlun world, and he didn't necessarily think he was Emperor Wen.
"Anyway, the Grand Master has already told him not to tie his hands and feet, so he naturally has nothing to fear.
However, writing is still free!
It¡¯s too easy to have flaws and too easy to be exposed.
This demigod of the angel race with twelve wings is naturally the second-ranked Emperor Killer in the Heavenly Slaughter Organization, Tarsus.
After a while, Zhang Ruochen peeled off the skin from Mo Yang's body.
Apart from this skin, the physical body of Mo Yang, a great spiritual sage, is really not worth much money.
Beside the corpse stall, more and more monks were watching.
No way, it¡¯s so shocking!
"Two well-dressed Confucian and Taoist scholars sold their corpses in the street, and they were still in pieces. Their outlook on life was shattered to pieces. What was even more shocking was that one of the corpses for sale was a demigod from the twelve-winged angel tribe.
Not every angel demigod can cultivate twelve wings, ten wings is the norm.
"Shu Yong? Oh my god, it's really you. I thought I had mistakenly identified the person."
A handsome man in white, holding a folding fan and a green pen in his head, crossed the illusion and came to the corpse stall. He said in shock: "Where did these two corpses come from? How can you, a mediocre scholar, do this? Such a thing happened? It is an insult to politeness, an insult to politeness."
Shu Yong looked embarrassed, and for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.
¡°I have never seen such a scene, no, I have to draw it.¡±
&nbsThere is a corpse of an angel clan demigod, but it is still covered in treasures.
¡°Brother Shu, I¡¯m glad that Mr. Hua has made you my friend!¡±
Hua Chunqiu sat behind Mo Yang's body and began to hawk regardless of his handsome image.
There were many onlookers, but no one dared to buy it.
After all, there are still very few monks who dare to offend the heaven faction.
"Crash."
Rapid footsteps sounded.
A group of monks wearing bright holy armor surrounded the corpse stall. All of them had strong cultivation and exuded the aura of the great saint. There were more than twenty monks in total.
All the onlookers retreated into the distance.
"Yong Shusheng and Hua Chunqiu are too courageous. They dare to directly challenge the heaven world. Look, they have alerted the palace masters of the Judgment Palace of the Temple of Light."
¡°I don¡¯t know who the dead Twelve-Winged Angel Clan demigod is, it¡¯s so tragic!¡±
"The Lord of the Judgment Palace is a ruthless person. Yong Shusheng and Hua Chunqiu will definitely be in bad luck today, and blood may be spilled here."
Shu Yong and Hua Chunqiu were not afraid, but they became nervous.
The Judgment Palace of the Temple of Light and the Judgment Division of the Temple of Destiny are both worthy of a rival, with a fierce reputation and decisive killings. The Lord of the Judgment Palace is a first-class ruthless person.
In the past, Zhou Yu, who was known as the leader of the faction in the Heaven Realm in the Holy King Realm, walked out from among the great sages of the Judgment Palace.
Seeing Zhou Yu, Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and whispered: "Everyone is gone."
Today¡¯s Zhou Yu only has a cultivation level of Baiyong Realm and has become mediocre.
But it cannot be said to be mediocre. Being able to reach the realm of a great sage is a first-class talent, but it is not worthy of his former style.
Compared with Zhenyuan, Zhouyu is simply two extremes. One is becoming more and more amazing, while the other is becoming more and more mediocre. His potential has been exhausted, and he finally became a member of the Hundred Flails Realm Great Sage.
There are too many examples like Zhou Yu. After all, there are only a handful of monks who can always be powerful and magnificent, and who can break through and become gods.
??????????????????????????????? Those who are the most influential figures in the Holy Realm and the Holy King Realm will gradually become mediocre, and finally disappear from this world and die in an unknown place.
Being amazing now does not mean that you will be amazing in the future.
Those who are amazed are, after all, in the minority.
Zhou Yu stepped aside and gave up his position to Ling Xi, the master of the Judgment Palace.
A new generation replaces the old.
Some people leap into the sky and transform into dragons, while others sink into the sea and turn into dust and mud. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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