It was 8 billion before, but now the price has increased again.

It makes sense when you think about it. After being treated so badly, the price increase is deserving.

If it were them, they would kill him too.

"How can I still have money?" Yin Zhou said coldly.

puff!

Zhao Yun said nothing and tore off Yin Ming's arm with one hand.

Yin Ming screamed and tried to run away, but Zhao Yun smashed his leg bones and he knelt down with a bang.

"Ji Hen." Yin Zhou was furious.

puff!

There was still a flash of blood, and Yin Ming's other arm was also torn off.

This is nothing, you can still pick it up when you go back, what is the great ability of the high priest?

The main implication of this move is: if you don’t give money, it will be his head next time.

No one pitied Yin Ming.

He just deserves it!

Think about it, it was Yin Mingfei who was looking for excitement. He was afraid that it would not be enough for one person, so he roped in his grandfather, the Marquis of Ziyi, and the four great country-protecting mages. Now that he has lost, he has to admit his defeat.

Yin Zhou has ceased its activities.

He looked at Yang Xuanzong and Linglong again, expecting to be a peacemaker.

"As the old saying goes, if you don't have enough money, you can collect treasures." Hei Xuan, the old man, said leisurely.

"Well... the heroes see the same thing." Old Taoist Bai Xuan also stroked his beard.

"The high priest! Who would believe me if I don't have a treasure?"

"Well... heroes think alike."

"After all, he is the host of Nine Tails, and it is worth the price."

"Well... heroes think alike."

These two old guys seemed to be talking about cross talk. Yang Xuanzong and Linglong didn't say anything. They just stopped chatting. They were all talking to Yin Zhou. If you want Yin Ming to survive, you have to bleed some blood.

Yin Zhou's expression was extremely ugly.

This mess is no ordinary mess!

"I'm watching the sky at night. I'm afraid the princess will wake up."

"I'll make a quick calculation and you're right."

The two old men, Black and White, are just talkative and talk endlessly.

I still say this to Yin Zhou. If you want to redeem someone, do it quickly. If the princess wakes up later, there will be no redemption. With Ji Hen’s ruthless methods, it would be weird if you don’t beat your grandson to ashes.

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"I...give."

These two words, Yin Zhou, came out from between the teeth.

Once again, he flicked his sleeves, and pieces of storage talismans floated out, like paper money, flying all over the sky. The number was scary. There were various things sealed in the storage talismans, either banknotes or banknotes.

, either a weapon, spiritual liquid, or... elixir.

The people of the world are dazzled by what they see.

Just the storage charms were piled up into a small mountain.

If the contents were taken out and piled together, it would become a giant mountain!

Gudong!

Not to mention the disciples, even the old guys secretly swallowed their saliva.

So many, how many cultivation resources are needed!

"This guy is carrying so many treasures, and he's not afraid of being robbed?" Hei Xuan, the old Taoist, sighed, touched his chin, and scanned the high priest up and down. Also, this guy must have some more on him.

"Leave it at home, what should I do if someone steals it?" Old Master Bai Xuan held it in his hand.

"Let him go." Yin Zhou roared angrily.

"It's not enough." Zhao Yun said lightly.

"This is all my belongings." Yin Zhou's roar was a roar from his soul.

"I want your dragon-headed staff." Zhao Yun said calmly.

The dragon-headed staff of the high priest is a treasure. Whenever I see him, the seeds of creation and the little unicorn are particularly active. They must be extraordinary. When it comes to the relics of the immortal family, it is not as simple as that.

"It is an ancestral thing." Yin Ming's eyes were filled with scarlet red.

"He seems to be an heirloom of your family."

Zhao Yun's Long Yuan Sword lay across Yin Ming's shoulder.

There is nothing wrong with this at first glance.

The old guys were all stroking their beards after hearing this.

The seeds of your Yin family are inherited from your ancestors, right?

"I...give."

Yin Zhou smashed the dragon-headed staff on the altar like a broken jar.

No? Is it okay not to give?

At any moment, Concubine Long may wake up.

When Concubine Long wakes up, Ji Hen no longer has any scruples.

Zhao Yun rolled his sleeves and took it away.

By the way, he also kicked Yin Ming out.

"Tomorrow."

Yin Zhou hurriedly accepted it and left as if running away.

Before leaving, he also took away Yin Ming's two arms.

I have to pick him up quickly when I get back.

When you go back, you have to heal your grandson's wounds, heal them, and then beat him to death. You prodigal thing, I have worked hard for decades, and now you have given me another chance before liberation.

And the nine-tailed fox.

That beast should be chopped up and eaten.

If it weren't for the nine-tailed fox's deception, how could this happen?

"This time, I really went bankrupt."

Watching the high priest go away, many people sighed.

Previously, eight billion was stolen.

Nowadays, there are so many cultivation resources.

I even handed over the dragon head staff, I'm afraid it's really out of stock.

It’s okay if you don’t have any, just save it!

With such an outstanding grandson, I can't guarantee that one day I will get another business deal for him.

Buzz!

As everyone watched, the buzzing sound of the sword suddenly sounded.

It was Zhao Yun who got off the altar with the Long Yuan Sword in his hand and ran towards one side with a staggering step.

Where to go?

It is natural to go to Feather Peak.

Prajna.

He wants to kill Prajna.

However, he was soul-searched and his energy was exhausted. He didn't take two steps before he fell headlong.

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Chapter completed!