Doomsday Sanctuary

Duan Zhuo Tianzun smiled and said:

"Old Ghost Star, I said you can't speak in advance!"

Xing Luo shrugged and smiled:

"That might be the case. It's hard to decide until the final result is reached. Even if it doesn't happen, I'll give a bottom line. I'm afraid it's not easy to talk if it is below my condition!"

Duan Zhuo heard that the laughter stopped abruptly. He also thought that Xing Luo's conditions were high. If he used this as a base, he would have to be ruled out on the spot.

His eyes were stunned, looking at Xing Luo with doubts:

"Old ghost star, this kid won't be close to you! You are really willing to work hard, I want to ask, this kid really worships you as a teacher, you are really willing to give everything to the Molan Galaxy!"

Xingluo Tianzun smiled and looked at him:

"Why not!"

Duan Zhuo was silent for a while, gritted his teeth a bit, and most of the dozens of Tianzun on the spot had an unsightly face. Originally, everyone didn't choose the conditions to compare them, but Xing Luo turned directly to Zhuozi.

Don’t even look at Molan Star as a small galaxy, it’s not even as good as a second-rate sect, but the Molan Galaxy has a resource throughput of more than one billion spiritual crystals every year, and a hundred years of Molan will sometimes be involved in an auction. Hundreds of millions or even billions of Lingjing.

Although these are not owned by Xingluo, as the platform party, Mo Lan Xing can only reap some transaction taxes and service fees, but the annual income is also extremely impressive. If you give the Mo Lan Galaxy to Di Ping, it is equivalent to giving him. A money bag.

Such generous conditions are difficult for various sects to develop. Maybe only a few superpowers can be powerful, but it is impossible to open them. Once Di Ping is given such conditions, I am afraid that the sect will be turned upside down.

A first-class power Tianzun looked at Xing Luo and said lightly:

"Xingluo, you can't get it by yourself, and don't want us to get it!"

Xing Luo said lightly:

"Everyone depends on their ability!"

The Tianzun was not making a sound, he snorted lightly, and walked away. The meaning was already clear, he gave up.

Immediately afterwards, several Tianzun smiled bitterly and shook their heads and retreated. They were a little tempted, but they couldn't open it under this condition, and it was just a shame to open it.

"If you dare not open, the old man will do my part!"

At this time, a burly red-haired old man stepped forward and looked at Di Pinglang and said:

"Little guy, the old man is a first-class power, Zonglongzong Fudu Tianzun, although Zonglongzong is a first-class power, but Zongmen has two nobles, although they can't give the star Tianzun a lot of wealth, it can guarantee that no one dares to insult him. As long as you join my Lianlong Sect, you can directly become one of the true disciples of the Lianlong Sect, and you can have the opportunity to practice the Tianzun-level exercises, Lianlong Mantra. You can be satisfied with this condition!"

Di Ping respectfully bowed to Fudu and said:

"Di Ping has seen Fudu Tianzun. I am very grateful to Tianzun for seeing him. The juniors will consider Tianzun's conditions!"

Fu Du faintly nodded and retreated. The eight super sects hadn't submitted any conditions yet. Di Ping couldn't answer him rashly.

Of course, he can't be angry, just changing his own idea is the same. Now he is waiting for the price, and he must exchange for the best terms.

After Fu Du came out, the scene was cold again, and Fu Du's conditions were quite good. The Lung Long Sect was also extremely strong among the first-class sects, second only to the twelve sects, and his conditions made the following first-class sects even harder to speak. Everyone looked at the eight super sects.

At this moment, the burly Saint Beast Mountain Tianzun stepped forward and said loudly:

"It's really troublesome to grind, don't speak up, the old man will come! Little guy, old man, Holy Beast Mountain Xuantong Tianzun, you join the Holy Beast Mountain, the deity can accept you as a direct disciple, and the deity can give you one head and only seven Intermediate-level pet beast protection!"

Before he finished his words, a handsome Tianzun with blond hair said loudly:

"Di Ping, this deity is Heli Tianzun of all the temples. You can come to my temples. This deity can guarantee you to apply for the position of a son of God. There are only 30 sons of God in my temples. The gold content is not comparable to that of some sects. You will get better development in the temples!"

His voice has not yet finished, an old man with red hair said loudly:

"Boy, come to our Fenhai Pavilion, and guarantee a position of true transmission, and the deity can give you a high-level divine soldier!"

Heli of the temples sharply looked at the red-haired old man and said:

"What do you mean, Fanbin?"

Fan Bin smiled indifferently:

"Everyone has their ability, don't pay if you can't afford it!"

Heli heard that his eyes were slightly sharp, and said in a deep voice:

"Fan Bin, I haven't done it for many years, do you want to practice?"

Dan Bin said without fear:

"I think so too!"

boom!

The two people's breath rose up, and they seemed to be ready to do it at any time. Everyone also saw that the two people might have some grudges, and they collided here.

At this time, Yan Tianzun of Tianxian Pavilion stepped forward and said:

"Two of you, stop for a while! The matter is handled well, you can find a place to fight a fight!"

When the two heard the words, they stared at each other coldly, and Qi Qi let out a cold snort, but they all retreated. Yan Tianzun was the only woman present, and the two seemed to be very face-off.

Yan Tianzun watched the dispute between the two stopped, she cast her eyes on Di Ping, and said slowly:

"The deity doesn't like you!"

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