God Dragon Emperor

Chapter 135 Spirit Pond Realm Elder! 【fifth change】

"Old man, how do you sell this map?"

After seeing the remnants of Tianhuo, Jiang Yan's breathing was a bit rough, and his face flushed, obviously very excited.

Ever since his uncle Jiang Shinian handed over the Tianhuo fragments to him, no matter how many times Jiang Yan inquired, he couldn't find any other Tianhuo fragments.

Right now, after entering this place of demon perishment, they actually found a fragmented scroll.

Moreover, it is still a clear residual image, very complete.

"That map is a rare product, not for sale."

The old man in the ice blue robe raised his head and glanced in Jiang Yan's direction, and said calmly.

"Not for sale?"

"What if I offer 100 million grains of silver?"

Jiang Yan immediately raised the price to 100 million taels.

He didn't believe it anymore, even if he offered 100 million taels, the old man would not sell it.

"Excellent goods, no money will be sold."

The ice old man still carves the map by himself.

"This old man really doesn't know what to do."

"Is it still worth selling for 100 million?"

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes, with a trace of deep anger.

He is bound to win the Yaozu Tianhuo map.

If the old man insists on refusing to give it.

Even if Jiang Yan got a bad reputation, he would have to grab it by force.

After all, this is related to the whereabouts of Yaozu Tianhuo, Jiang Yan can't give up.

"Young man, I advise you to give up and don't use your brain."

"That map, with your strength, cannot be taken away."

That old man Bing, on the other hand, looked like he was not afraid of Jiang Yan's robbing, and he focused on the fine work of his subordinates.

"This old man, can you actually see my cultivation?"

"Isn't he an ordinary person?"

Jiang Yan's complexion suddenly turned ugly.

The old man could easily see his cultivation.

If this is the case, it will be difficult to get his Skyfire Remnant Scroll.

"If this map, I must take it?"

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, with a touch of determination surging.

He must have this Skyfire map.

"Then you can only stay here forever."

The old man with a hideous tattoo on his face snapped the paintbrush in two with a flick of his hand.

At the same time, a terrifying wave of spiritual pool appeared on the old man.

Spirit Pond Realm cultivator!
This old man is actually a cultivator at the Spirit Pool Realm!

Incredibly powerful.

"It really is a monk."

"Still a strong person in the spirit pool?"

"how can that be!"

Feeling the aura of the old man, Jiang Yan was stunned, with a touch of paleness emerging, and he couldn't stand upright.

In addition to the lord of the ancient demon city, Jiang Yan actually met another cultivator at the spirit pool level in this land of demon perishing!

"Oh, can you see the old man's cultivation?"

"The old man has lived in seclusion here for decades, and you are the first person to discover the old man's cultivation."

The old man with tattoos on his face gave Jiang Yan a cold look after seeing the paintbrush in his hand destroyed, especially those eyes were a terrifying ice blue.

"In the Lingwu Realm, no one can make me feel so scared."

"Except for monks in the spirit pond state, it is impossible for others."

After seeing the old man's true cultivation, Jiang Yan's face was also quite ugly.

The strength of this old man is comparable to that of the city lord of the ancient demon city, and he is also at the spirit pool level.

Even scarier than that deputy city lord.

"Since you know the identity of the old man, boy, there is no need for you to live."

After hearing Jiang Yan's cultivation base in the Spiritual Pond, the ice-like old man's face suddenly turned cold, and he was about to kill Jiang Yan on the spot.

He chose to live in seclusion here just to deceive others.

Now that Jiang Yan discovered his cultivation, he couldn't let him survive.

"Old man, he's quite ruthless."

"You actually want to kill me?"

Jiang Yan originally wanted to negotiate peacefully, but when he saw this old man, he immediately turned his face, and immediately his face became ugly.

With Jiang Yan's current strength, if he wanted to directly confront a strong man in the spirit pool, he would undoubtedly be courting death.

Even self-defense is a problem.

In addition, this is still a place where demons perish, and there is a strong sense of wildness, and there is no way to escape.

"The old man's surname is Bing. As for the name, you can ask Hades after you die."

A suction force erupted from the palm of the old man surnamed Bing, absorbing a brand-new paintbrush, instilling a wisp of spiritual pool energy into it, and shooting it out at Jiang Yan.

An ordinary paintbrush, with the blessing of a strong person in the spirit pool, is no less powerful than a mysterious spirit treasure.

It was even more terrifying than a full blow from a cultivator in the Spiritual Martial Realm.

"Damn it, do it if you disagree!"

"It's really cruel."

Jiang Yan pulled out the Scarlet Blood Spirit Mace and slashed at it against the wind.

"The Immortal Mace Technique!"

Jiang Yan has used this mace technique countless times, and he has long been familiar with it, and it is also one of the most powerful mace techniques.

When it starts, it can kill people!
boom!
boom!
A paintbrush imbued with the power of a strong man in the Spirit Pool Realm collided fiercely with the earth-level spirit treasure of a monk in the Spirit Martial Realm.

Boom!

puff puff!

There was a terrifying vortex erupting on the spot, as well as a terrifying energy fluctuation to the extreme.

"No, this strength is too strong!"

"It can't be stopped at all!"

Jiang Yan's arms went numb, and he was thrown upside down by the shock. A mouthful of blood spewed out, and his tiger's mouth split open.

"That's a lot of strength, it's worthy of being a strong person in the spirit pool."

"One hit, almost kill me!"

Jiang Yan felt as if his arms had been shattered, and he almost couldn't lift them up.

It was just an ordinary paintbrush, so it almost killed him.

If it was a real Xuan-rank Lingbao, Jiang Yan might not have come down at all just now.

"Can take the old man's casual blow, boy, the weapon in your hand should be an earth-level spirit treasure."

"At a young age, opportunities abound."

"There are even such spirit treasures!"

The old man surnamed Bing glanced at Jiang Yan indifferently, and found that the latter possessed an earth-level spirit treasure, and couldn't help but have a strange look.

Such a treasure, even he only has one, unexpectedly Jiang Yan has it at such a young age.

"You are more surprised!"

"Inch Fist!"

Jiang Yan stepped on the tip of his toe, went up to meet him, and directly cast an inch-strength fist.

"The speed is okay, but the power is too weak."

The old man surnamed Bing stood still, letting Jiang Yan's punch hit him.

Chi Chi.

Chi Chi.

When Jiang Yan's Cunjin fist landed on the ice old man, he was enveloped by a terrifying icy air, freezing the entire fist, making it difficult to move forward even a little bit.

"Is this old man an ice attribute monk?"

"asshole!"

The punch was fruitless, and Jiang Yan's complexion was livid with anger.

"You take the old man's palm!"

Bing Lao stretched out a withered palm, and patted Jiang Yan's chest directly.

boom!
boom!
Click!

Even though this Bing Lao's palm was light and fluffy, but with his spiritual pool level cultivation, it had a shocking effect.

He directly sent Jiang Yan flying upside down, like a kite with a broken string, smashing the door to pieces.

With just one move, Jiang Yan was completely defeated!
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(End of this chapter)