In the luxurious hall, Lan Mo's face looked like earth.

Yun Jing and other clan princes looked extremely ugly, and they all looked like ice sculptures, sitting on a soft chair for a long time without moving.

A ball of black smoke, a ball of lightning, and a ball of wind hangs in front of the young masters. The black light, lightning, and the blue wind are flashing rapidly, making the entire hall bizarre and the void almost torn to pieces.

Except for the unknown life and death, but it is very likely that Lantai Guangxi, who has been killed, among the nine heavenly kings stationed in the Demon-Slaying City, Lantai Dark Nightmare, Lantai Leifeng, and Lantai Fengyun only escaped.

According to the information reported by the heavenly soldiers and generals watching the battle from a distance, if it were not for the mercy of the "Hilla Buping, a rural mountain from a remote countryside," the three heavenly kings would definitely not have been destroyed, and they would not even be able to escape from their souls.

The magical cultivation of the "homeless mountain Shenluo Buping" was initially judged to be at least 30,000 kalpas, so it had an overwhelming crushing momentum for the three heavenly kings. The long sword in his hand, which was full of purple light and constantly sprayed out blue sword light, was even more a rare magic weapon.

The three heavenly kings have the Supreme Heavenly Secret Protection of the Heavenly King’s Divine Armor. Not to mention ordinary attacks, even in the core of a small world that explodes and destroys itself, they cannot be destroyed at all!

Such a strong divine armor was actually split by a sword like tofu.

The lethality of this sword is several times stronger than the power of self-destruction and destruction in a small world. It is at least a treasure of the heaven-level artifact-level breeding from a big world. How could such a treasure appear in the hands of a "landrock mountain god"?

"This Luo Buping..." Lan Mo coughed lightly: "Brothers, think about it, how did it end? Lan Tai Guangxi must be gone... Now three more heavenly kings have been broken, and I can't explain it to the clan!"

Yun Jing took a breath, and he looked at the three groups of souls floating in front of him and said in a deep voice: "First of all, let the three heavenly kings restore their divine bodies... What I know about Demon Slaughtering City is that it is equipped with a set of 'Divine Nest'?"

Lan Mo smiled pitifully: "Yes, Demon-Slaying City has configured a set of divine nests, but I want to restore the divine bodies of the three heavenly kings to restore them to their peak combat power. The resources consumed... I am unfair to this account."

The faces of several clan men became increasingly ugly.

They came to the Demon Slaughter City to experience it. They can be said to have to start from scratch and rely on themselves to work hard. The clan they belong to did not let them carry too many resources.

The resources required to restore the three heavenly kings are astronomical. If they sell all of them, they will probably be able to get all this resource? But if they really do this, they will lose everything, which will inevitably cause great damage to their future experience and assessment.

Not to mention, in the Dazhu Temple, Chu Tian even opened his mouth and offered compensation for one trillion yuan of top-quality divine crystals!

Yun Jing picked up a glass of wine with a trembling finger and swallowed the mellow wine little by little with difficulty. The sweet and delicious wine on weekdays is as hard to swallow in her mouth as bitter as the most bitter medicine.

"The affairs of the three heavenly kings cannot be delayed." Yun Jing smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, Lan Mo would not be able to explain to the clan, and our face would be ugly... As for the compensation for the one trillion-dollar top-quality divine crystal mentioned by 'Luo Buping'... I'll go and tell him personally."

A flash of light in his eyes, Yun Jing said in a deep voice: "No matter what, he is Gongsun Langlang's person. Is Gongsun Langlang? Now he has defected to our Yun family, and is one of our Yun family's lackeys... The servant of the lackey, can he dare to bare his teeth at his master?"

As Yun Jing said, infinite confidence came from somewhere. He threw the wine glass on the ground with confidence and said loudly: "This is also a good thing. A master who has suspected that his magic power cultivation is more than 30,000 kalpas, or at least, if he can use it for us, are you afraid that our brothers will not get a good review this time?"

Lan Mo and others' eyes lit up at the same time, and they also remembered the benefits of having a master like Luo Buping join the army.

Their experience can only be accomplished by themselves, as well as the resources they have worked hard on, and by the people they have worked hard on.

For example, the nine heavenly kings and many heavenly soldiers and generals sent by the Lan family to help them bully the weak in the Demon-Slaying City. If you want them to make a big move and serve their experience, this is something you don’t even think about.

A master with the ability to easily crush the powerful king-level powers can be much more useful than the nine kings.

"As for Lantai Guangxi... he should be gone." Yun Jing looked at Lan Mo and said in a deep voice: "Lan Mo, can you explain it if you lose a Heavenly King?"

Lan Mo glanced at the three groups of souls that were emitting a terrifying aura in front of him, and nodded slowly: "Well, as long as we can achieve certain results, it is reasonable. For example, can we kill three or five Heavenly King-level masters in Zhu Xie City?"

Lan Mo raised his head and looked at Yun Jing and said, "Yun Jing, if 'Luo Buping' can surrender to us, nothing will be a problem."

Yun Jing nodded, stood up and said in a deep voice: "Then, let's gather resources first to restore the three heavenly kings to their divine bodies... I'll go to see Luo Buping now, I want to come... After he sees me, he naturally knows how to choose."

In the backyard of Dazhu Temple, Chu Tian sat on a big chair, watching Ye Luofeng and a few children busy registering and building books for the newcomers of Dazhu Temple.

Hundreds of bear monsters, more than two thousand wolf monsters, more than twenty beautiful fox monsters, more than a hundred rare flower monsters who are either handsome or charming, and more than 100,000 slaves of all kinds.

These are all the people Chu Tian snatched from Haihui Tower.

Anyway, the Haihui Tower was flattened by him. He did not stop and did it. Chu Tian swept away the elite slaves who had just been transported from the Haihui Tower and brought them all to Dazhu Temple.

The space array has been used to expand the area of ​​the backyard, but the backyard is still crowded with people everywhere.

Chu Tian held a teapot and drank tea while raising the spout, he lazily ordered: "I informed the owners of several shops next door, and said that our Dazhu Temple business expanded too fast and the territory was too small, so we had to have enough of their land."

"Be more domineering, be more arrogant, tell them, either give me 'Luo Buping' and sell the store to me...or, you will bear the consequences..." Chu Tian put down the teapot and said quietly: "Let them open a fair price that I can accept, otherwise, I will not be able to do anything to bully the market."
Chapter completed!