Evil Venerable Evil World

The person who appeared suddenly was Qian Ruming.The black shadow that just appeared.It was Qian Ruming's plan.

"Who are you?" The Supreme Venerable looked at Qian Ruming with some vigilance.

"Hahaha...you don't want your life for money, you don't want money for your life...you can call me Qian Ruming..." Qian Ruming laughed like a philistine.

The Supreme Venerable was a little dizzy from being surrounded.He shouted: "What a mess! I don't care who you are, don't mind your own business, this is the matter of our Zhentian Sect and Canglong Academy!"

After Qian Ruming appeared, Wu Zun and He Shengwu finally saved their lives.He glanced at Qian Ruming in surprise, no matter who Qian Ruming was, but Wu Zun and He Shengwu knew that he was on the side of Canglong Academy, that was enough.Taking advantage of this moment, He Shengwu and Wu Zun quickly took out the pills to heal their wounds.They know that this prelude has only just begun.The most important thing now is to heal the injuries on the body before we can talk about anything else. [

Qian Ruming said with a grin, "I'm not meddling in my business, someone paid me to be the thug of Canglong Academy. I'm not meddling in my business!"

"Pay money? That's not easy to deal with... How much people pay, our Zhentian sect will pay twice as much..." Extreme Venerable said lightly.

Qian Ruming was overjoyed when he heard the words, but soon, Qian Ruming shook his head again and said, "It's not right, it's not right, it's really not right. We are businessmen, we pay attention to integrity... Although your price is high, But business is not only about who bids the most... but also about honesty...so, I can't accept you...Of course, if you want to do business with me in the future, I will welcome you with all hands..."

At this moment, Beihai Immortal suddenly stared at Qian Ruming and said, "Are you from the Money Pavilion?"

When Qian Ruming heard the words, the smile on his face narrowed slightly.Looking at Beihai Xianweng, he said, "Do you know Money Pavilion?"

Hearing the money pavilion, everyone present was very strange.However, the Supreme Venerable frowned.Money Pavilion is a very mysterious organization.It has existed in the entire Xuanwu Continent for nearly a thousand years.Legend has it that this organization is addicted to money.There are a lot of masters in the organization, doing business on the Xuanwu Continent.Do any business.Assassins, mercenaries, bodyguards, as long as they can make money.The direct descendants of Qianqian Pavilion will go to the mainland for training when they run for the patriarch of the family.The standard of assessment is not the level of cultivation, but the amount of money earned.The person who earns the most money through each experience will be the next Pavilion Master of the Money Pavilion.

No one knows how much money money pavilion has now.However, it is rumored that Qianqian Pavilion is as rich as an enemy.

"Haha... I don't know what money pavilion is. My Qian Ruming only wants to make money..." Although Qian Ruming said so, anyone with a discerning eye can already see that Qian Ruming's voice is a little strange.

"It doesn't matter if you are in the Qianjin Pavilion or the Yinqian Pavilion, if you obstruct Zhentianjiao from doing things, you should get rid of it!"

After finishing speaking, the supreme venerable waved his hands to those around him and said, "Come on, those who block, shoot and kill!"

Thirty masters of the Zhentian Sect came to kill the people on the Zhentian Sect side.

Although the Zhentian Sect's people are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.However, the worst people on Zhentian Sect's side are all practitioners in the Xuanshi stage.The gap in strength between the two sides is really too big.

The scene was almost one-sided.

Qian Ruming met the Supreme Venerable.Relying on that weird iron abacus, the Supreme Venerable was unable to do anything for a while.

Wu Zun and He Shengwu confronted Beihai Xianweng.

The whisk in the hand of Beihai Xianweng is terrifyingly powerful.Every stroke carries overwhelming force.Although Wu Zun and He Shengwu played two against one, they were still in danger.

Although the two most powerful masters of Zhentian Sect have already been accepted.But the remaining masters are far from what Canglong Academy can pick up.From time to time, there are those from Canglong Academy who are injured here.

"Amitabha...so good..."

A black iron bowl appeared in the air. [

Those cultivators of Zhentian Sect were knocked to the ground one by one by the iron bowl.The speed of the iron bowl is really too fast.Those cultivators of the Zhentian Sect have almost no room to dodge.

This is a bald monk, the honest monk who has been chasing Qian Ruming for alms.

"You old bald donkey, where did you come from?" Extreme Venerable and Beihai Xianweng were annoyed and anxious when they saw such a powerful monk suddenly killed.

"Benefactor, God has the virtue of good life...Old Monk, I hope that the benefactor can put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away..." The honest monk said a Buddha name to Venerable Extremely and Beihai Xianweng.

Both the Extreme Venerable and the Beihai Xianweng were so angry that their beards stood on end.

Unexpectedly, an old bald donkey's alms turned into his own head.

"Old man is bald, you are looking for death..." Said, Beihai Xianweng shook Wu Zun and He Shengwu away with a whisk.Leaping forward, he rushed towards the honest monk.

In the void, Beihai Xianweng swung towards the honest monk with a whisk.

This stroke contained surging power.The energy in the void oscillated in all directions.

"Amitabha..." The honest monk didn't seem to care too much about the whisk that was flying towards him.

"Benefactor, you have to forgive others and forgive others..." The honest monk pointed at the whisk when it came in front of him.

Although Beihai Xianweng felt that the honest monk should be very strong, but when he saw him pointing, he pointed at himself.But I also feel that the honest monk is really too arrogant.He frantically circulated the energy in his body, and poured it towards the whisk in his hand.

The power of his stroke stirred up a storm of wind, as if it could open up the world.

"Boom..." sounded.Honest monk, pointed his finger straight at Beihai Xianweng's whisk.

Beihai Xianweng shook Fuchen's hand, feeling as if his strength had hit an iron wall.Moreover, that force rolled back towards him.

"Wow..." Beihai Xianweng was knocked back by a side force.

Beihai Xianweng fell to the ground and was squeezed by a powerful force... He couldn't help but "kick!" "kick!" "kick!" "kick!"I felt a burst of blood boiling in my chest.Couldn't help but spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Who are you?" Beihai Xianweng looked at the honest monk with astonishment.

"Amitabha, I'm just a monk...becoming a predestined person all over the world..." The honest monk said calmly.

These words made Qian Ruming, who was fighting with the Supreme Venerable, roll his eyes.No matter how you look at it, this honest monk only identified himself.During this period of time, they all chased after their own buttocks for alms.Thinking of his loss during this period of time, money is more painful than life.