"Hahaha, good!" Xiaofengzi laughed out loud: "Well done, Old Eleven!"
Xiaoliezi's laughter even shook the sky: "Hahaha, that's amazing, you are indeed the eleventh elder of the Piaomiao Sect!"
Seeing this situation, the remaining three half-step supreme masters of the Wanxiang Palace were so upset that they turned around and ran away without thinking.
But how could the five members of the Piaomiao Sect let them have their way?
Xiaoyaozi and the sect leader used all their strength to entangle the opponents in front of them and prevent them from escaping.
Only the Half-Step Supreme Being faced by Xiaofengzi and the others, who originally had the upper hand with one against three, fled with all his heart. Xiaofengzi and the others could not keep him, and they had already escaped several times in the blink of an eye.
Thousands of miles away.
But the next moment, everyone only felt a blur in front of their eyes. At the same time, a strong wind passed by, and the space in front of them instantly collapsed into a long black line, which was the trajectory of Qin Yu's movement.
The half-step supreme master who escaped felt his whole body stiffen, and a huge and terrifying aura pressed down on his head.
"I am heaven!"
Unimaginable boundless pressure pressed down on his head, causing his body to stand still for a moment. At that moment, he felt a pain on the top of his head, and a giant hand covered with dragon scales covered his head and lifted him up.
"Where do you want to go?"
Qin Yu's voice sounded from behind: "If you run away, who will collect the 20 billion contribution for me?"
The moment the words fell, a powerful force suddenly struck, instantly shattering the bones of the Half-Step Supreme and scattering his flesh and blood.
Without the recovery of the power of law, even a half-step supreme would be unable to move for a while due to such injuries. He would lose his combat power in an instant and would no longer be able to resist.
At this time, despair appeared in the eyes of the two half-step supreme beings who were entangled by Xiaoyaozi and the master of the Piaomiao Sect.
But their ending will not change at all.
After a few breaths, Qin Yu casually threw the last half-step supreme master of Wanxiang Palace on the ground in front of him and clapped his hands.
At the same time, the tall and ferocious purple-gold Chaos Dragon body gradually returned to its original handsome appearance.
There was silence in Duantian City.
Sending Qin Yu to Duantian City was originally the back-up plan of the Wanxiang Palace. Naturally, he had been well prepared. The idle people in the center of the city had been expelled long ago, and the surroundings were guarded by monks from the Wanxiang Palace.
Of course, Duantian City is so big that Wanxiang Palace cannot drive all the monks out of the city. At this moment, in addition to the center of the city, there are countless monks staying in all directions of the city.
And everyone's attention fell on the center of the city, watching this battle.
But until the battle ended, no one dared to appear here.
No matter it is the other forces or the monks of Wanxiang Palace.
Logically speaking, anyone here would be suppressed below the divine level. Although the monks in the Wanxiang Palace are not as good as the Eight Half-Step Supremes in the city, they are not completely different.
At least the tens of thousands of Wanxiang Temple monks put together in the city may not be weaker than the eight half-step supremes who were also suppressed below the divine realm.
But staring at that figure, no one dared to take action.
The image of Qin Yu defeating the eight supreme beings with overwhelming strength was deeply imprinted in their minds. At this time, the young man wearing dragon scales was no different from a god or demon in their eyes!
How can we fight against gods and demons with ordinary human power?
In the silence, Qin Yu walked forward with a smile on his lips and saluted the five members of the Piaomiao Sect.
"Sect Master, four elder brothers, long time no see."
His expression remained unchanged, as if the fierce battle just now had never happened.
The five members of the Piaomiao Sect looked at each other and saw the deep shock in each other's eyes.
Although his appearance has not changed, the Qin Yu in front of him now is completely different from the young man who walked into the cursed land back then. The changes can only be described as earth-shaking.
"Old Eleven, you..." Xiaoyaozi opened his mouth and sighed: "If it weren't for the fact that your breath has not changed, I would really find it hard to believe that you are Old Eleven."
"It's just that I have a little experience in the Demon Soul Land, and my strength has increased a little." Qin Yu said with a smile.
Xiaofengzi and others looked at each other with strange expressions.
What is this called?
Then for millions of years, haven't they just stayed in the same place?
"Okay, let's go."
After a few people had a brief chat, Qin Yu spoke.
"Where to go?" Xiaofengzi asked subconsciously.
"Does this need to be said?" Qin Yu smiled and said, "Of course it's Wanxiang Trading Company."
After a while, Vientiane Trading House in the city.
The pretty and pale Zheng Ling'er received Qin Yu again.
She is now the head of Wanxiang Soultian's trading house. She should have been at the trading house in Duantian City, but she just happened to be in Wanxiang City before.
After the battle of Vientiane City, Zheng Ling'er returned to Duantian City. Although Qin Yu had no intention of blaming her, Zheng Ling'er watched the former God of Wealth capture the powerful men of Vientiane Palace and sell them to the trading house one by one. Ling'er couldn't bear it, so he seemed to have to go back to Duantian City to escape.
Who would have thought that even in Duantian City, he still couldn't escape.
Qin Yu casually threw the eight motionless half-step supreme masters of Wanxiang Palace to the door of the trading house, and said with a smile: "How much are these eight worth?"
Before Zheng Ling'er could answer, Qin Yu nodded and said: "That great protector before was worth one billion. Among these eight, two are stronger than him. If you add up the eight, you should not be worth 10 billion." Let’s divide it?”
Zheng Ling'er's delicate body trembled and she quickly said: "It's not too much, not too much. Ling'er will buy it now!"
What happened these days was really beyond the limit that she, the head of a trading house, could bear.
In the past, any of the eight powerful men of the Wanxiang Palace on the ground was someone she needed to look up to, and it was rare for her to even come into contact with them.
If she were to be crushed by Qin Yu like before, she wouldn't be able to afford even a cent.
At that time, regardless of whether the Wanxiang Palace held her responsible or not, her future in the Wanxiang Palace was probably over, and she might not be able to continue her job.
Although it is extremely humiliating for the Wanxiang Palace, if they are not redeemed...buying back these powerful men, not to mention the losses to the Wanxiang Palace, will also chill people's hearts.
If they could defeat Qin Yu, they would naturally not use this method no matter what.
However, all the nine half-step supreme masters from the Wanxiang Hall came out together, and still ended up like this in the end.
Zheng Ling'er's slightly trembling palm took Qin Yu's Divine Order of All Things and made a total of 10 billion contributions to it.
"Hmm..." Qin Yu, who had taken back the Divine Order of All Things, raised his eyebrows: "There is still some distance between 20 billion and 20 billion."
The corners of Qin Yu's mouth slowly lifted, revealing a cold arc.
"But fortunately, there seem to be a lot of people left in the city!"
Zheng Ling'er trembled all over.
At this moment, there was only one thought left in her mind.
This heaven of all things and souls has really changed!
In the Wanxiang Soul Heaven, who else can cure this, Qin Yu, the Great Demon God?
