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3739. Chapter 3739 Long time no see!

At the same time, there was a complete commotion outside the Vientiane Trading House.

"Really the God of Wealth!"

"He actually entered the Wanxiang Soul Heaven again!"

"How dare he come here?"

At this time, a young man who walked into the Vientiane Trading House was shocked when he heard the words of the crowd, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

"The God of Wealth? Is it Xingchenzi?" the young man murmured, "He's back?"

For a time, the news spread throughout Wanxiang City at an alarming speed. Countless monks inquired and began to rush towards the direction of Wanxiang Trading House.

Some people want to meet the legendary God of Wealth, but some people... have certain thoughts.

Today's Qin Yu, today's God of Wealth, not only represents the richest person in Wanxianghuntian.

At the same time, it also represents an unparalleled temptation for the monks of Wanxiang Soul Heaven.

That’s a sky-high reward of 20 billion!

Even Qin Yu, after he distributed his contribution points to a group of relatives and friends, the remaining contribution points were only about 20 billion.

Of course, other monks don't know this, but it doesn't stop them from knowing that the person who can win the God of Wealth can become the new God of Wealth!

I recall that back then, Qin Yu, with his mere cultivation in the divine realm and no powerful orthodoxy behind him, was able to suppress the powerful sealing orthodoxy with his astonishing wealth alone. This kind of grace made countless monks yearn for and envy him. Faced with becoming another

Who can resist the temptation of a great God of Wealth?

Even those powerful traditions cannot refuse. Except for the Wanxiang Palace, which has dominated the Wanxiang Soul Heaven for countless years, there are not many cultivators in the entire Supreme who can make so many contributions at once, even the famous Wanxiang.

Neither can the thirteen major forces in Hun Tian.

But in Vientiane City and Vientiane Trading House, they are destined not to be the fastest to arrive.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening noise, the top of the Wanxiang Trading House's tower was completely shattered.

"Hahaha, Xingchenzi, you actually threw yourself into a trap. You really couldn't find anything after you had worn iron shoes. It didn't take any effort to get here."

An old man exuding a strong aura stood in mid-air, laughing loudly.

Below, dozens of monks from the Wanxiang Palace have surrounded the entire trading house, sealing off the space and making it watertight.

The powerful aura of law enveloped the entire Wanxiang Trading House, and the monks who had not yet had time to leave looked above their heads in fear.

"Immortal Realm! The Wanxiang Palace actually dispatched monks from the Immortal Realm!"

"He actually sent out the Immortal Realm directly. It seems that the one just now is really the God of Wealth!"

At this moment, the roof was destroyed, and Qin Yu in the private room was finally exposed to everyone.

At this time, many monks had arrived, including many who had seen Qin Yu's true appearance in Wanxiang City, and they immediately exclaimed.

"It's the God of Wealth, it's really him!"

"He's back!"

Sensing the aura erupting here, more monks began to rush towards Wanxiang Trading House.

And more monks with evil intentions looked annoyed.

"Why is this God of Wealth so crazy? He actually went to Vientiane Trading House to throw himself into a trap!"

"Now that's good, the 20 billion reward will definitely not be available!"

"Damn it, I still want to take him first."

After carrying a bounty of 20 billion, the great God of Wealth Xingchenzi became a popular fat sheep in the eyes of countless monks in the Land of Gods.

For them, as long as they can find Qin Yu, they will undoubtedly pocket the 20 billion contribution points.

After all, people used to be afraid of the great God of Wealth. What they feared was his wealth and the sword sect behind him as the swordsman of Pingtian.

But now because of the reward offered by the Wanxiang Palace, both of them have lost their deterrence. What kind of trouble can Qin Yu make on his own?

Although he is well-known as a monster of Pingtian Jianzi, his cultivation level is still too low after all. The cultivation level of one calamity in the divine realm is nothing in the land of divine bones. No matter how evil the monster is, he can even defeat it.

The ancient immortals of the eternal divine dynasty are just easy to catch in the eyes of those strong monks who are in the fifth, sixth and even higher realms of the gods.

It was previously rumored that the God of Wealth has a guardian of the immortal realm by his side, and is also related to a mysterious half-step supreme powerhouse, but now he seems to be alone. Where can he find such a good opportunity?

But now that the monks of Wanxiang Hall took the lead, they obviously had no chance. After all, the reward was Wanxiang Hall's own reward. You couldn't go to Wanxiang Trading House to rob someone, and then ask Wanxiang Hall for a reward.

While countless monks were looking at the ocean and sighing, Qin Yu still looked calm and calm in the shattered Wanxiang Trading House. None of the ruins and bricks around him could come close to him, so that he was the only one on the entire ruins.

The private room where he was located was still neat and tidy.

"Tsk, tsk, why do everyone like to lift the roof? This is your Wanxiang Palace's own territory."

Qin Yu shook his head and said.

Zheng Ling'er had already retreated to the side of the Wanxiang Hall monks and looked at Qin Yu with a bitter look on his face.

"I'm sorry, God of Wealth, Ling'er can't help himself."

The powerful men from the Wanxiang Palace arrived so quickly, so naturally Zheng Ling'er had just sent someone to report them.

Although she has a good impression of Qin Yu and a lot of admiration for him, and her current status is all because of her relationship with the God of Wealth, she is still a subordinate of the Wanxiang Palace after all, and she cannot disobey the Wanxiang Palace.

Order.

The corner of Qin Yu's mouth raised: "What are you sorry for?"

He stood up slowly and seemed to completely ignore the Immortal Realm monks in the Wanxiang Palace in the sky. He looked at Zheng Ling'er and smiled: "I said just now that I came to the trading house. There is indeed a deal, but the time has not yet come."

"Now, the time has come." Qin Yu said with a smile: "Because the things I want to sell are here."

"What?" Zheng Ling'er was stunned, a little confused.

Qin Yu was about to continue speaking when suddenly, as if he sensed something, he glanced at the crowd outside and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He smiled and said: "It's rare to meet old friends, why not come out and talk about it?"

The heavy crowd fell silent.

Old friends? Where are the old friends of the great God of Wealth?

In the crowd, someone seemed to take a deep breath and slowly walked out.

"Long time no see, the God of Wealth...no, fellow Taoist Star."

And Qin Yu also smiled: "Long time no see, fellow Taoist Black Flame."

The man who walked out was six feet tall, thin, dressed in black clothes and wearing a mask. He was the Black Flame whom Qin Yu had met when he first entered the Wanxiang Soul Heaven.

There was a trace of joy, a trace of emotion, a trace of surprise, and a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Needless to say, there was no need to say much about joy and emotion. What was unexpected was that Qin Yu actually called out his name from the crowd and asked him to come out to meet him.

This is quite different from the Qin Yu that Hei Yan had in mind back then.


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