"Bastard." The ruins were full of curses, and the robbed people woke up, and Thunder was furious.

They were confused and robbed, and were unwilling to suffer losses. They also took out iron sticks and had no intention of finding treasures, so they started robbing.

Now, the already lively ruins became even hotter, and people were everywhere holding iron rods to knock on sticks, whether they were quasi-saints, holy kings or great saints, they were all shameless.

This wave of operations was very good, with a strong bloody atmosphere and more screams.

"Work harder will bring you rewards." Ye Chen was talking all the way, as if he had already regarded these two sentences as a famous saying, carrying an iron stick to rob him everywhere.

Ahead, there were three or five figures. He escaped into the void space and quietly approached the past.

He was also the son of the great sect. He had seen it at the Kunlun Banquet. His bloodline was not weak, and he could barely be named in the Xuanhuang Continent, and he was incompatible with the three guys of the God of Heaven.

"Don't worry, I only need wealth and will not hurt you." Ye Chen raised the iron stick.

However, before he could smash it down, the heads of the Sons of God were separated from their bodies.

The picture was extremely bloody, and even the soul was instantly killed. What's even more strange is that their storage bags were missing on the spot, and no one was seen appearing from beginning to end.

In the void space, Ye Chen's iron rod raised was fixed in the air, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at one side, as if he could see a ghostly figure through the mist.

That was the divine body of nirvana. He had watched the divine body with his own eyes kill those divine sons. Fortunately, he hid in the void space, so he avoided the divine body of nirvana.

"What a domineering flying thunder magic technique." Ye Chen looked solemn. If the divine body of the divine body was enough to kill people and seize treasures, then more than 90% of the people in the ruins would not escape the death disaster. The divine body of the divine body was elusive, and even the invincible level of him was so afraid, let alone other people.

He thought to himself that he was heading towards the other side and tried to stay away from the divine body as much as possible. Although he knew that he would have a battle with the divine body sooner or later, he did not want to face it in advance.

He stopped in front of a lake again. The lake was calm and unwavering, but there was a treasure inside it, which was a delicate fairy grass. The reason why there was no strange phenomenon exposed was because of the water of the lake.

Unfortunately, Linglong Immortal Grass is not yet mature, or it is still condensing its essence.

He did not take it away immediately and picked it in advance would cause the fairy grass to wither. He needed to wait for the best time. Such exquisite fairy grass is hard to come by, and it is impossible to waste natural resources like this.

The breeze blew, causing waves to the water surface of the lake, and someone stepped into this world.

The man was covered in a black robe, without real appearance, and his breath was hidden, but his bloodline was extremely powerful. The pair of divine eyes revealed were the ancient well, which was deep and boundless, making people unable to see the end.

Ye Chen frowned and saw who that person was, and he was a very difficult person to mess with: the Central Emperor.

He frowned, and the Central Emperor was also frowning. His vision could not be able to break Ye Chen's true appearance.

This surprised him a little. He was the Emperor of Central China, with a very high vision and a clear sky eye. Few people could cover his peeks. The most important thing was that he could not see Ye Chen's bloodline.

Knowing that the Emperor of the Central Committee was peeping at him, Ye Chen pretended not to know and stood quietly in front of the lake. He discovered the Linglong Immortal Grass first. If the Emperor of the Central Committee insisted on taking it, he would not mind going to war.

"Fellow Taoist who can escape my peeping is definitely not an unknown person." When Ye Chen watched, the Central Emperor spoke leisurely, smiling so hard that he let people bathe in the spring breeze without the slightest killing aura.

"Young man, you're not simple either." Ye Chen said lightly, deliberately pretending to be very old, and his purpose was to confuse the Zhong Emperor's peeping. He didn't want to expose himself.

"My ancestors wanted to refine a furnace of elixirs, but they were the Linglong grass, but I don't know if they could let it go to the younger generation." The emperor smiled and said, "I will always remember this kindness in my heart."

"Let me give you?" Ye Chen smiled, "Since you can see that it is a lingering grass, you will know its value. You have finally found a treasure. If you say you give it, you will give it up, it will be unruly!"

"I will not let my senior suffer." The emperor laughed and took out a golden immortal sword. "The black iron outside the domain is cast. If the senior is willing to give in, this immortal sword will belong to the senior."

"The sword is very good." Ye Chen glanced at it, "but it is not as good as Linglong Immortal Grass."

"Senior, why not say it directly, and I will try to agree as much as possible." The Emperor of Zhong smiled calmly.

"Three holy king soldiers, nine quasi-saint king soldiers." Ye Chen offered the price without any pretentiousness.

"The price is fair, the deal is completed." What surprised him was that the Emperor of the Central Committee agreed quickly and before he finished speaking, he saw him take out a Qiankun bag with many magical instruments inside.

"Is this guy so rich?" Ye Chen secretly said to himself. He thought he wanted enough, but he didn't expect that the Zhonghuang was so bold that he caught him off guard.

"I would have wanted more if I had known it." A heart-warming voice, he still took the Qiankun bag of the Zhonghuang Emperor. These magic weapons have exceeded the value of the Lingque Immortal Grass. People gave the magic weapons without hesitation, and they could not regret it. If this was done, it would definitely be a difficult battle.

The Central Emperor was unfathomable. In this crisis-ridden ruin, it was obviously not a wise move to compete with it. If it were not guaranteed, it would be profitable by the fisherman. This was not his wish.

The Central Emperor also had the same thoughts. He couldn't see through Ye Chen. He had reason to believe that Ye Chen was extremely powerful and he was afraid that he would not do anything that could be solved with money.

"Linglong Immortal Grass, it's yours." After collecting the Zhonghuang Qiankun bag, Ye Chen immediately retreated.

"Thank you, senior." The Emperor of the Central Committee smiled faintly and focused on protecting the Linglong Immortal Grass. During this period, he also set up many secret restrictions, just waiting for the Linglong Immortal Grass to mature and take it into his pocket.

On the other hand, Ye Chen started his great cause of robbery again. He basically screamed when he went anywhere he had been. He worked hard for decades and was fucked back to before the liberation.

The verbal abuse started again, and the people who had been robbed were all crazy and they all started robbery. They were not alone, but in groups of three or five, they could be seen everywhere.

"It's a sin again." Ye Chen coughed dryly, but did not stop. He carried an iron stick and made trouble everywhere, trying to find the gods and the gods who settled the old accounts, but he couldn't find them.

At this moment, he had enough to step into the depths, and blood mist was everywhere, because there were many ancient formation patterns deep in the ruins. Those formation patterns were long and were ruined, but their power was powerful. Many people lost their lives and became the souls of many killing formations.

Ancient ruins form a great world, and there are also days and nights, and the night covers the entire ruins.

As the sky gradually became late, he walked through a wild forest, and saw a rock wall deep in the shadow of many towering ancient trees. A figure stood like a statue in front of the rock wall.

"Bei Sheng." Ye Chen murmured lightly, and the iron rod he took out consciously took back the storage bag. He could knock on others to slap, but how much Bei Sheng exists? One stick is not confused.

After putting away the iron rod, he walked slowly over, not robbing, but wanted to see what the Bei Sheng was doing in front of the rock wall. He was so fascinated that the rock wall was obviously mysterious.

What surprised him was that Bei Sheng seemed to have no idea that someone came from behind him. Until Ye Chen was standing side by side with him, he did not see him looking sideways. He stood there from beginning to end, motionless.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Bei Sheng up and down. Seeing that his divine eyes were dull, he could break the clues in an instant. He saw that Bei Sheng's mind had escaped into the artistic conception and was completely unaware of external affairs.

"You are really interested. If you understand the artistic conception in the ruins, aren't you afraid that the people passing by will be destroyed by you?" Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh, "If the dignified Northern Saint dies like this, that's nonsense."

"I'm here, I'll keep your treasure for you." Ye Chen consciously reached out and took away the storage bag of Bei Sheng. After that, he kept searching for Bei Sheng.

"This jade pendant is not bad either." This guy was very unfamiliar, so he pulled away a jade pendant hanging from Bei Sheng's waist, then reached into Bei Sheng's arms, and grabbed a divine bead from inside.

This is not the end. The jade ring on Beisheng's finger and the spirit crystal inlaid on the jade belt were also taken away by him. What's even more shameful was that he took off his shoes. He didn't pull down any valuable items. After the sweep, Beisheng would only have one piece of clothing left.

"To be honest, your fairy dress is not bad either." Ye Chen touched his chin and kept circling around the Beisheng, looking at him with his eyes shining, with an urge to strip him naked.

Not to mention, this guy really rushed over and took it off one by one. The North Saint's fairy velvet clothes were worth a lot of money. If he was sold, he could exchange for a lot of source stones.

However, when the last fairy clothes on Bei Sheng were taken off, his body trembled slightly, and the fairy light flowed over, his body became enchanting and exquisite. His bronze skin faded away, becoming white and tender, and his flat chest also bulged a pair of straight jade peaks.

Ye Chen's eyes widened and his mouth opened with a wonderful expression, "He...female...female?"
Chapter completed!