Chapter 1,300 Wasteland Market

"There is such a chaotic outside, and a large number of people who are left outside are easily hacked and killed." Zhang Jufang said: "Where are only ten people allowed to enter and do business?"

"This is the rule of our Blood Sacrifice Sect. This is the rule, and there is no doubt about it!"

The man in blood shouted violently: "Come to our Blood Sacrifice Sect to do business, we must abide by our rules. This wasteland contains thousands of sect forces, and each sect has its own rules. If you don't abide by it, you will either get out or die."

Swish!

The last word "death" in the blood-clothed man, the middle god, just fell off, and saw that his body had no head. He was stunned for a moment and screamed immediately, because his head was flying high, so he could see that his body had no head.

"kill!"

It was not Yang Qi who cut off his head, but Zhang Jufang. With one move, a lightning speed solved the burden in front of him. Then he grabbed it, and suddenly a force of attraction emerged from his palm. A huge chaotic ancient snake appeared, swallowing the body and head of the man in blood in one move, turning the rolling essence into his own divine power, and replenishing it.

He is now a god of supreme power, and he has been the leader of the Holy King Chamber of Commerce for so many years. He acts decisively and ruthlessly. He knows that this time Yang Qi came here just to kill people and seize territory, and he will not talk to the people in the Blood Sacrifice Sect at all. Yang Qi even taught him the Heaven-Swallowing Qigong, and after killing, he swallowed them all and turned them into vitality without leaving any troubles.

Those disciples of the Holy King Party also immediately took action, like peerless assassins, jumping and killing people. In their palms, the sword light was swallowed and spitting, and the sun and the moon were gone. Every time a sword was used, a disciple of the Blood Sacrifice Sect died of a life of desperation.

After almost three breaths, the disciples of the Blood Sacrifice Sect died completely.

As soon as Zhang Jufang took action, he swallowed all his soul, blood and flesh, and he took the lead and broke in. From beginning to end, Yang Qi did not take action. These little shrimps were not worth his attack, so he trained the practical experience of the disciples of the Holy King Party.

Biluo also values ​​this. The disciples of the Holy King Party hold various activities regularly every month to go to dangerous places to experience. Those who survive are elites. Of course, Yang Qi has long eliminated the members of the Secret Party with the excuse of experience.

So now there are the fewest members of the Secret Party among the Holy King Party. The young leader of the Fengshen Sect also discovered this and was furious to deal with Yang Qi.

Entering it all the way, stepping into the attic of the Blood Sacrifice Gate, a great battle suddenly began, and masters kept rushing out of it, all of whom were in the devil's way, but Zhang Jufang blocked the enemy invincible and saw one killing the other.

Yang Qi followed these disciples.

Suddenly, there was also a commotion outside. Some people saw Yang Qi and his group fighting with the Blood Sacrifice Sect, and they all wanted to get a bargain, so they broke in.

Wow, swow, swow, swow... Several powerful auras entered it, and they were actually the upper gods, but they had just stepped into the door. Yang Qi bounced out a few fingers in an understatement, and all of them were shot out by volleys, leaving no bones left.

This shocked everyone, and some experts watching outside retreated one after another.

Yang Qi slashed in the air and suddenly a light gate appeared at the door, and no one could come in.

"Who dares to break into the territory of my Blood Sacrifice Sect, killing me without mercy." Finally, the master of the Blood Sacrifice Sect appeared, a perfect god. As soon as it appeared, blood rain fell down. Then the invincible master, a tall man in blood, stood in front of many disciples, saw Zhang Jufang and others, blocking their way.

This man in blood had a blood-colored beard like thatch, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a blood-colored halo shining all over his body. Behind him was a blood cloud, accompanied by wind and rain.

"Who are you? This Blood Rain Heavenly Lord." Blood Rain Heavenly Lord looked at everyone: "You can provoke the Blood Sacrifice Sect?"

"kill!"

Zhang Jufang took action again. Originally, he was the superior god and was far from able to fight against the Perfect God. However, when he was not at all nervous, a golden skeleton flew out and roared in front of the Blood Rain Heavenly Lord, and turned into a golden demon god. His long golden hair and bones clattered. Suddenly, he grabbed the five fingers, and the poisonous and violent power attacked the Blood Rain Heavenly Lord.

The Blood Rain Heavenly Lord was suddenly unable to defend, and was immediately breached the protection of his whole body. The golden palm reached his body, and suddenly a scattered poisonous air flowed all over his body in a blink of an eye! The Blood Rain Heavenly Lord's blood clouds and blood rain turned into many dark golden poisonous gases.

"What's this!"

He was shocked and quickly waved his palms to bombard him, but Zhang Jufang and all his disciples suddenly condensed together and formed a large formation. The sword lights gathered between them, condensed, and rumbling together into a long river of sword lights, cutting off the Blood Rain Heavenly Lord in half.

"This is, the Void Sword River Divine Art of the Lord of Swords. Which sect do you belong to?" Blood Rain Heavenly Lord was seriously injured again and fought desperately, but it was useless. The poisonous golden skeleton took action and steadily suppressed him. Many disciples joined forces to use sword skills and killer moves. The joint sword formation surrounded him, which almost made him breathless.

"Kill!"

Zhang Jufang roared angrily.

Suddenly, the long river sword light flashed and turned into many murderous white rainbows, wandering around in the sky, as if it were a white dragon, killing many disciples in the entire Blood Sacrifice Tower.

This is the swordsmanship of the Killing King again.

The sword arts were condensed together, and no one could resist this power, especially the blood sacrifice disciples who were killed, were all absorbed into the sword energy, burning wildly, and actually evolved into the way of killing.

"This is the sword technique of the Killing King!"

The Blood Rain Heavenly Lord was even more shocked. He watched the disciples in his attic die one by one, and the opponent's sword energy became more and more fierce. He was about to be killed under the sword. He suddenly became rush of blood and wandered in the air, and blood thunder erupted.

"Blood Rain Demon Thunder!"

Suddenly, the sword light array was shocked to a suffocation.

But Zhang Jufang didn't even look at it, and shouted suddenly: "Void Sword River, the king of killing, the differentiation of the two qualities, Tai Chi Yin and Yang!"

In an instant, hundreds of disciples separated from each other, one turned into the Void Sword River, and the other turned into the killing sword energy Baihong, lingering together and suddenly merged together.

Crunch!

All the Blood Rain Demon Thunder swept away, and then wiped out the body of Blood Rain Heavenly Lord, leaving only a divine character. The golden skeleton grabbed his hand, let out a strange smile, and swallowed the blood divine character.

Many disciples stayed there, as if the army was neatly arranged, swallowing the pills, and the sword energy was penetrated from one after another. The frequency and breath of all people were a whole.

This is a neat discipline that has been trained through thousands of times, through life and death, and has been trained. In the entire Fengshen Sect, only the Holy King Party has such a team.

Yang Qi combined the use of the sword art of killing and the sword art of Void Sword River to teach many brothers. Those brothers trained disciples of the Saint King Party when they had nothing to do, shepherds, and prides. Which of these characters is not the best masters in the secular fairy world? There is naturally a way to train disciples.

The disciples of the Holy King Party they trained were all loyal, disciplined, and commanded like arms. Now Yang Qi could see the results of their cultivation.

If he didn't take action, he could actually kill a perfect god. Although this Blood Rain Heavenly Lord is the early stage of the perfect god, he is the perfect god after all.

The sword techniques that hundreds of disciples have transformed are simply unpredictable, and they deeply understand the essence of the Killing King and the Lord of Swordsmanship.

These disciples joined forces, even if they were ten times more enemies, they were not afraid because of their swordsmanship, because of their swordsmanship. After a while, some disciples were killed in the depths of the attic of the Blood Sacrifice Gate. In addition to the perfect god of Blood Rain Heaven, there were also several superior gods, who were vulnerable. When the sword light arrived, they were killed immediately.

Yang Qi did not take action, but saw these disciples killing and nodded secretly, thinking that if the Holy King Party continues like this, let alone occupying the Fengshen Sect, there will be no problem even if it dominates the side. What is lacking now is time.

A few hours later, Zhang Jufang came up to report: "Master, you have counted everything. There are 300,000 elixirs, 400,000 divine bills, hundreds of vassal stones at the vassal level, and one sacred divine stone. In addition, various materials and magic weapons have been listed on the list, so please check it out."

"Well, these are some small wealth, which is not enough to make up for the losses of our Saint King Chamber of Commerce. Next, replace all the plaques in this attic with the signboard of my Saint King Chamber of Commerce, and then open the door to do business, buy all useful materials on a large scale, make a signboard, and use the God Bank to purchase it. Do you know?"

Yang Qi immediately ordered.

"But, we don't have so many divine bills!" Zhang Jufang's face showed a hesitant look.

"It's okay, look..." Yang Qi smiled slightly, and suddenly, countless divine bills landed one by one around the attic, and soon covered the ground. After an hour, at least billions of divine bills were piled up on the ground.

Yang Qi's current cultivation level is incomparable to that time. Now he is creating day and night, and he can create tens of billions of divine bills every day. However, even if tens of billions of divine bills arrive in the divine realm, it is just a drop of water in the sea. After all, the divine realm is too big and it is impossible to cause inflation.

Billions of divine banknotes have amazing purchasing power. I don’t know how many good things you can buy. After all, divine banknotes are easy to carry and have a fixed value. They are hard currency in the entire divine world. You can buy good things anywhere, especially in the market in the wasteland. Some divine people only need divine banknotes and don’t want anything else, because they carry treasures and are easily robbed. They find the breath on their bodies, but they don’t have any breath on their bodies.

"Master, this is..." Zhang Jufang was shocked.

"Go to issue an announcement, saying that our Holy King Chamber of Commerce will open, and we will expand the place and purchase a large amount of goods. I want to build a prosperous commercial empire here." Yang Qi waved his hand. He had never made a large amount of money since he could make divine bills. This time he came to the Wasteland Gathering and was preparing to do a big deal.

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