The men, women, old and young of the Sharman tribe looked slightly startled, as they were no strangers to the former number one genius in ancient times.
But it was already known to everyone that Qin Feng was seriously injured, and they really couldn't think of how Qin Feng could save them at this time.
Qin Feng changed his appearance again and continued to shout: "Yourong, the descendant of Medicine God Valley, has been secretly in love with Qin Feng for a long time, and is now helping Qin Feng heal his injuries in Wuling Holy Land."
"The descendant of Medicine God Valley!"
The eyes of the men, women, and children of the Sharman tribe were brightened, and they felt that this method was very reliable.
"Um!"
The five seriously injured quasi-emperors also nodded and agreed to go to Wuling Holy Land to seek help from Qin Feng.
Boom!!
After Qin Feng guided the other party to find his life goal, he silently withdrew from the crowd and transformed into Ye Chen. The quasi-emperor's peak strength burst out without reservation, causing the sea water to violently churn.
The terrifying pressure was like a hundred thousand mountains pressing down, catching the Sharman race off guard and all of them crawling to the ground.
"I am Ye Chen, the God of War in Northern Territory!"
Qin Feng stood above everyone's heads holding a silver spear and wearing a set of golden armor.
As a destiny villain who pays attention to details, he just made a set of God of War armor one to one, as well as the silver dragon gun in Ye Chen's hand.
Now let alone outsiders who believe that Ye Chen is the King of Hell, even Ye Chen himself will be confused when he sees him!
The two cannot be said to be alike, they are exactly the same!
"Ye Chen, it's Ye Chen!!"
The men, women, and children of the Shark tribe were lying on the ground with frightened faces. They didn't expect that King Ye Hades would come back again and again.
"Ye Chen!!"
The five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe spurted out blood and almost didn't come up to receive their lunch boxes.
No matter how stupid they are now, they understand what's going on. The thunder tribulation that was bombarded just now must be Ye Chen's masterpiece, otherwise he would not be able to come to the Shark Clan at this time.
It's a pity that they understand too late……
Their five quasi-emperors have been seriously injured, and the Poseidon Formation was also destroyed in the thunder tribulation just now. Let alone drive Ye Chen away, they don't even have the power to fight against Ye Chen.
We can only let this Northern War God do whatever he wants!
A quasi-emperor stood up with force. Since the situation was stronger than others, he could only lower his posture and asked: "Why did Ye Zhanshen come to our Shark tribe!?"
"Collect protection money!"
Qin Fengli said confidently: "My northern Xinjiang fortress has been guarding the cracks in the alien world for so many years, and has resisted many alien creature attacks for you for free. Isn't it reasonable to charge you protection fees now!?"
"It's reasonable, uncle!"
The five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe were so angry that they spat out a mouthful of blood, saying that they had never seen such a shameless person.
It's okay to deceive the newly established small forces with such words, but the Sharman race is an ancient race that has never stopped inheriting, and they know more about the Northern Xinjiang Fortress than anyone else.
It seems cruel, but in fact it is extremely rich!
Those alien creatures are full of treasures, which can be used not only to improve their cultivation, but also to refine magic weapons. Otherwise, the Northern Fortress would not have been able to resist the alien creatures for so many years by itself.
It is even more impossible to make all the heroes in the world feel afraid with an army of one hundred thousand.
"We really should pay protection fees!"
Seeing that the situation was stronger than the others, the Shark tribe could only choose to spend money to ward off the disaster and said: "It's just that resisting the thunder tribulation just now consumed too much. We only have 5 million top-quality spiritual stones left, and we are willing to hand them all over to the God of War."
"5000000!?"
Qin Feng's eyes turned cold and he said: "Do you think that I, the God of War in Northern Xinjiang, am a beggar!?"
"Don't dare, don't dare!"
The Shark tribe immediately became miserable and cried: "We in Beihai
We are not rich to begin with, and the human race often comes to plunder our clan, so taking out five million top-quality spiritual stones is already the limit."
"real!?"
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that the other party was lying.
As a villain who pays attention to details and is cautious, he used his eyes to inspect the entire North Sea before taking action, and he knew more about how many treasures there were in the treasure house than they did.
I did this only after confirming that no one would disturb me and that there would be no gangsterism.
"certainly!"
The quasi-emperor of the Shark Race pretended to be calm and said: "If the God of War doesn't believe it, you can search for it at will. The treasures you find will belong to the God of War."
"That's what you said!" ??
A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, which turned into a golden light and disappeared.
Several other quasi-emperors were shocked and said: "He seems to be going in the direction of the treasure house!"
"It's just a coincidence!"
The quasi-emperor of the Sharman tribe consoled himself: "We did not place the treasure house in the Crystal Palace. The North Sea is so big. He wants to go there to find the treasure house. I think he is just pretending..."
Boom!!
Before he finished speaking, a roar sounded.
Qin Feng saw Qin Feng blasting open a seabed stone wall, which contained the Shark Clan's gleaming golden treasure house, and the space he had just emptied in his pocket swelled again.
"puff!!"
The five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe didn't even get a breath, they vomited blood and fainted.
"Quick, go find Qin Feng!!"
The Shark tribe dared not speak out in anger when facing Ye Yanwang, and could only shout to find Qin Shengzi who was rescuing the people in distress.
at this time--
Wuling Holy Land, Qin Feng’s identity.
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for successfully attracting hatred for the mythical chosen son and gaining 1 million villain points!"
"Only 1 million!?" Qin Feng sighed helplessly in his heart, knowing that he couldn't find a soft persimmon to pinch.
If you want to realize your dream of getting rich in a short period of time, you must do things that others dare not do and think about things that others dare not think of. If you want to play, go big.
"Go to the Three Ancient Holy Lands?!"
Qin Feng scratched his chin and thought for a while, feeling that this plan was feasible.
Once he kills seven in and seven out of the three holy places, Ye Chen's name will surely resound throughout the ancient times.
It's time...
His baby was giggling, and Ye Chen was being beaten and crying!
He took in the homeless young lady, and Ye Chen alone suffered the eternal infamy!
"Actually, I don't want this either!"
Qin Feng sighed helplessly, saying that he was also forced.
Originally, he only needed to keep checking in every day and deceive Xiao Sansan's feelings, and he could easily obtain a large number of villain points.
If that doesn't work, you can treat Princess Nanfeng to some free throat lozenges, and you can get a lot of villain points from Fang Chang.
But now the world has deteriorated, Xiao Sansan has left him, and Fang Chang's whereabouts are unknown. Only Yu Lan is left by his side, acting like a guard against thieves every day, preventing him from earning villain points.
no way!
He could only focus on Ye Chen!
As for that Tang, just ignore it selectively!
Boom!!
A deafening roar echoed through the ancient times, and the entire sky was filled with colorful aurora.
"what happened!?"
The whole of Huanggu looked up.
I don’t understand where the colorful aurora comes from, and I don’t even understand what the roaring sound was all about.
"Time flies so fast!"
Qin Feng looked at the aurora in the sky and murmured, knowing that there was only one year left before the arrival of the immortal, which also meant that there was not much time left for him to do evil...