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Chapter 797

Jin Huaran noticed the game of the hero worship and felt anxious.

"His enthronement, why don't you go up there!?"

The Xia Gong turned his head and looked at him: "Your Majesty, my cultivation level is comparable to the Dun Gong Guan! I can't deal with people he can't deal with, either... You shouldn't want us to lose all of us today!?"

Jin Huaran: "..."

He is suspicious and timid by nature, and has a strong knot of persecution.

These four masters in the Qi-Seeing Realm were invited by him at the cost of mountains of gold and silver.

Only with them being around him can he feel safe and sleep peacefully.

Now that he can make him feel distressed and tremble, let alone both.

"The hero worship? You...you mean, the helm worships him..."

"Your Majesty, I'm not scaring you! This time, you're just in big trouble!"

The hero worshiper looked solemn and looked aggressively at the Chaos Nine-Turning Bell flying in the sky.

"That is a divine weapon that can be leveraged by the power of heaven and earth. Those who can control it will definitely be great! Behind this person, there is a powerful organization! If you provoke her, you will be in danger in the future!"

No matter how much money you have, it is something outside of your body.

It would not be worth it if you offend someone you cannot offend for money.

"She...what organization can she have?!" Jin Huaran said unwillingly: "She is a...little spy from the Ling family in Hengchang..."

Speaking of this, Jin Huaran was obviously lacking in confidence and was a little stuttering.

"Also, she is just the first level of the Xuan Shen. Isn't you the Qi-Spying Realm like this? "

As he spoke, the face of the rudder worshiper had turned pale and his body was trembling slightly.

The hero worshiper could feel his mysterious energy being sharply reduced.

As long as the mysterious energy that is supported is powerlessly interrupted, what awaits him will definitely be death.

"Emperor, although her cultivation level is only the first level of the Xuan Shen, this divine weapon gave her the power of blessing, so she could suppress the rudder and worship!"

Jin Huaran's eyes shrank, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Holy worship?!"

"emperor?"

"What you mean is that Ling San's cultivation is not high, but she can resist the rudder's priest because of that... Zhong?"

"yes!"

"A small first level of Xuan Shen, with the help of this clock, can resist the Qi-Peeling Realm... If it falls into your hands, wouldn't the power it can exert even stronger?!"

Jin Huaran patted the hand of the enshrined hero with profound meaning.

"Holy worship, if you get this clock and become his master...then..."

He did not say in detail about the following words, but the eyes of the hero worship had changed.

Greedy, amazement, and a quick mind!!

yes!!

If such a magic weapon is controlled by his snooping realm, then no matter how high-level people are, will they be suppressed by him?!

"The emperor means... I want me and snatch this clock!"

Jin Huaran is well aware of the greed of human nature.

He knew that in this world, no one has no desires.

Some people like money, some people like sex, and some people like to be famous all their lives.

As long as you have desire, you can be used.

The sacrifice of a hero is like the rudder. If you can be constrained by money, you can use the treasured things and use them to tempt and use them.

"The hero's priests must not be missed!"

The four simple words of Jin Huaran instantly ignited the greed deep in the heart of the hero worshiper.

Endless greed burst out like a ball of flame.

"Yes, you can't miss it!!"
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