"Wow!"

Exhibit the folding fan.

Hua Chunqiu shook his fan and said: "How can I, Hua Chunqiu, be a fearful person? My painting world and the factions in the heaven world have a deep hatred and sworn hatred. By the way, if these things are sold, can I get a share of the sacred stone?"

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Shu Yong was stunned for a long time and said: "This... I can't make the decision."

Zhang Ruochen was generous and kicked Mo Yang's body over, saying: "Brother Hua is a man of iron bones and a hero who shares weal and woe. This body belongs to you. I don't want any of the sacred stones sold."

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Hua Chunqiu inspected Mo Yang's body and saw that the man had extremely high mental power. He used his mental power to temper some special textures on his body.

Although the value is far less than that of the angel clan demigod's body, it is still full of treasures.

"Brother Shu, it's great that Mr. Hua has made you a 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 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 showed no fear, but they became nervous.

The Judgment Palace of the Temple of Light is as good as the Judgment Division of the Temple of Destiny. They have a fierce reputation and are decisive in killing. The master of the Judgment Palace is even more ruthless.

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 slightly and whispered: "Everyone is gone."

Today's Zhou Yu only has the cultivation level of Baiyong Realm and has become mediocre.

But it cannot be said that he is 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 getting 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. There are only a very small number of monks who can always be powerful and magnificent, and who can break through and become gods.

More and more, those who are influential in the Holy Realm and 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.

The amazing ones are, after all, in the minority.

Zhou Yu stepped aside and made way for Ling Xi, the master of the Judgment Palace.

A new generation replaces the old.
Chapter completed!