Chapter 744: Earth Fire and Heritage

The pig killer squinted slightly and looked at Emperor Gou Chen, and said softly:

"Your Excellency, how do you want to die?"

Like Han Feizi, Emperor Gou Chen's heart was full of fear at this time.

At the moment when he was able to speak, Emperor Gou Chen was stunned.

He didn't even have the courage of Han Feizi, so he wailed directly:

"Let go of the emperor, all the treasures of the emperor will be dedicated to Your Excellency......"

Emperor Gou Chen never imagined that he would have such a miserable and sparse day in front of all the living beings in the heavens and all the worlds.

Once upon a time, although he was keen on business and claimed to be a businessman, in the heavenly realm, especially in Tianshiyuan, basically anyone was the object of his own demand, life and death.

For example, how do you want to die, for yourself as a great emperor, this kind of thing has been said many times for hundreds of millions of years.

But uncle, at this time today, in full view of everyone, someone asked me, how do you want to die?

Uncle! Bendi never thought about dying, okay?

Hundreds of millions of years have passed, but in fact, for a group of beings who are infinitely close to eternal life, they are still very young, right?

It's better to die than to live, and this is true for those fart people who are trying to prolong their lives, not to mention the second generation of aristocratic gods who eat, drink, prostitute and gamble and are fully reimbursed.

Life is so wonderful, I only hate that I have not yet lived forever.

In order to survive, don't I want Bilian to go back?

Then uncle, please accept my knees and don't laugh at my cowardice.

The key now is what this master needs to pay to solve the current deadlock.

All the magic weapons and spiritual treasure dao weapons have been destroyed, but it seems that there are still several stocks in the Gouchen Palace in Tianshiyuan.

It's just this one, do you have the patience and willingness to go to Gouchen Palace to get it?

The pig killer laughed softly.

Paralyzed, do you buy your old life?

You have already exploded a number of treasures, and you still have the money to buy your life, how much have you been greedy for all these years?

"Okay, let's talk about it, in addition to the treasure weapons that exploded, how many magic weapons and spiritual treasures and heavenly and earthly treasures do you have?"

Emperor Gou Chen heard that there was a door.

It doesn't matter if the kingdom of God is destroyed, you have to live a little, and you are not afraid of being difficult to loot.

"Then who, there is also a warehouse in Gouchen Palace, and the emperor can dedicate it all to you......"

Pig killer: "Practical! How many magic weapons are there?"

Emperor Gou Chen: "Magic weapon, there are still dozens of trillions of magic weapons...... I don't know ...... specifically", and the heart said that the thing is not very valuable, who is patient to remember it in such detail?

The pig killer suddenly laughed, and his mouth came out of the Heavenly Constitution, shaking the Great Dao, and all the immeasurable beings of the heavens heard it:

"Tens of trillions of magic weapons, are you talking about the Heavenly Court Treasury?"

Emperor Gou Chen: "Where is it, it's just a personal collection......

As soon as these words came out, the heavens were in an uproar.

Paralysis! Do you hook Emperor Chen's private collection, but there are tens of trillions of magic weapons alone?

Nest nest and paralyze Delodi!

Let us people!

We have worked hard for thousands of years, and we will not see a single hair of the magic weapon until we die of old age. used as cannon fodder for war for the heavens, and when he died, he only had two hundred Pinfa crystals.

And what is the concept of a magic weapon?

A magic weapon with the worst grade needs millions of top-grade Fanjing, right?

And millions of the best Fanjing ...... Have you ever seen a dog?

Niu Baby, you count well, let's calculate, according to the minimum of one million Sanskrit crystals per piece, how much is the cost of tens of trillions of magic weapons?

It's not clear if Niu Wazi's finger is broken, but it's a good comparison.

Millions of Fanjing crystals are piled up into a small mountain, and tens of trillions of magic weapons are exchanged for Fanjing, it is estimated that a planet is all hollowed out and put into it, and hundreds of thousands of mountains can be shaped on the surface!

Wow, let the two dogs!

Wow, let the cow baby too!

Wow, let us too!

Even the powerful giants of the other surrounding heavens were speechless for a while.

What is this?

No wonder this guy doesn't compete with Emperor Ziwei for power and manages a heavenly city, this fortune is right?

Even if it's the God of our Heavens, we can't say that we can come up with a star made of a planet, right?

In the heavens and all the worlds, how much is the tax revenue of each heavy heaven in a year?

Rich and rival the world, your sister!

The pig killer nodded:

"Is there only a magic weapon?"

Emperor Gou Chen was obviously frightened, he didn't know what his words and deeds meant to the people of the heavens, and he didn't realize that the pig killer would be idle at this time, so he asked what he meant. Those who only think about killing pigs have a chance to survive as long as they are moved.

"Lingbao Lingbao...... There are also tens of thousands of spiritual treasures of all levels, you can take them all and let me go......"

Thousands of spiritual treasures!

The people of the heavens collectively shouted: Your sister!

Lingbao, it's not a handbag!

Even if it is an ordinary small family power, how many people can play with the spirit treasure in this life?

A spiritual treasure, the cheapest is hundreds of millions of top-grade Fanjing, right?

A better spirit treasure, such as an innate spirit treasure, it is not impossible to auction tens of billions of top-grade Fanjing crystals in one piece.

Tens of thousands of spiritual treasures, your sister, your sister, your uncle, and your aunt!

The heavens were noisy and uproaring.

Uh-uh-uh......

Emperor Gou Chen raised his distracted eyes and suddenly realized something.

This Nima, is this hatred for Bundila?

Which planet is that? There's a fart saying the opposite, right?

Oops, hey, nest!

patronized the redemption of his life, and he didn't care about this stubble.

Sneaking a glance at the iron-faced Emperor Ziwei, this brother Bilian is no longer Bilian.

Look at Taiyi and the Immortal Emperor again, Temeow is smiling?

Gloat?

Have you been less greedy in these days?

Emperor Ziwei didn't know what to say.

This brother of his own was so frightened that he couldn't think clearly. You don't know how to communicate with the senses?

Why do you say that, under the glorious sun, even if you save your life, do you let my brother and I investigate you or investigate you in the future?

But it's not over yet.

The eyebrows of the pig fell:

"Gone?"

Emperor Gou Chen groaned:

"What's that...... Dao Ji En cough cough ...... There are a few ......."

The sudden binge of killing pigs:

"How many?"

Emperor Gou Chen:

"Oh no, wow! a dozen or so ......."

The pig killer sneered:

"I think you're really impatient......"

Emperor Gou Chen immediately screamed:

"Don't! hundreds, hundreds, hundreds, woo-woo......"

The pig killer coldly raised his hand:

"Then you go!"

Emperor Gou Chen's hair was all erected:

"Uncle, uncle, you are my uncle, there are a total of 118,592 pieces of Taoist weapons, woo woo woo, this time I said it all, all of them are dedicated to you......, okay?

The pig-killing man carried his hands and looked around the heavens, as if he were looking at every fart person.

The voice was calm and deep, and there was no need for anger in it.

"Who will tell me, tens of trillions of magic weapons, tens of millions of spirit treasures, and nearly 120,000 dao weapons, can they buy the life of Emperor Gou Chen?"

The heavens were silent for a long time.

All the fart people are no longer noisy, and there is no need to be noisy.

The earth fire runs underground, and once the lava erupts, it will burn all the weeds and trees, and there will be no decay!

The fire burns in the hearts of all the fart people, and it will erupt at the slightest stimulus.

All the fart people clenched their fists, glaring at Emperor Chen and the upper echelons of the Heavenly Realm.

Don't want so many lives, don't want so much blood!

Don't be so big, don't be so god!

The hot-blooded cannon fodder who once fought bloodily for the heavens and their homeland were full of tears and grief.

Only then did I know that the blood of the past was so ridiculous and pathetic for the magnates of Heavenly Court.

Lao Tzu fought for his life, just the funeral fee of 200 Pinfanjing.

Two hundred Fanjing is not enough to buy a silk thread on the dragon robe of the Great Emperor Chen.

And Lao Tzu once thought that the fearless battle sacrifice of bloody life was the work of heroes.

But look at it,

Whose heavens belong to?

Whose homeland does it belong to?

Or is Lao Tzu's blood, which is fed and defended, is this kind of Sun smashing?

The heavens remained silent.

The pig killer knows that this is enough.

He doesn't want these hot-blooded cannon fodder to continue to be confused, maybe being confused is a kind of happiness, but who gave you rotten people the power to fool the people?

Emperor Gou Chen looked at the killing intent floating at the corner of the pig's mouth, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

And the fart people were silent after the pig killer asked.

Many Heavenly Court soldiers threw away their weapons and armor and left the army silently.

Many of the fart people picked up their discarded weapons and armour, clutched them in their hands, and their hearts were furious.

Only one is missing.

Only one man raised his arms and shouted stood up.

And at this time, the Emperor Ziwei could no longer remain silent.

The paralyzed sauce goes down, the military spirit collapses, the people's heart is reversed, who will defend themselves and other magnates and various second-generation N generations?

Do you want us to go into battle shirtless and defend ourselves against the colonies of the other universe?

How precious our lives are, how can they be casually lost on the battlefield?

And someone's insidiousness is clearly to shake the foundation of the heavenly court, and his intentions are so poisonous!

Emperor Ziwei launched his mind and summoned the Heavenly Academy, asking for the greatest foundation, and he must not let this guy succeed.

Leaving the pig killer, the Ziwei Emperor didn't dare to guarantee this possibility, but the Ziwei Emperor felt that it was enough to kill the pig, beat this guy away, and then the heavens wanted to see if the heavenly fart people still dared to fight with the heavenly court!

Rebel?

Lend you countless dares, and see if the Heavenly Court cares about wielding a butcher's knife and killing all the heavens.

Emperor Ziwei's heart moved, looking up at the sky.

In the depths of the starry sky, countless points of light appeared, shooting like lightning.

Emperor Ziwei sneered and strode into the air.

And the people of the heavens saw it.

At least 10,000 bird's nests have appeared, arranged in the starry sky for hundreds of millions of miles.

Countless figures flew out of the nest, each exuding an aura that was too strong to resist.

It was the breath of the half-step True King Realm.

In each bird's nest, at least 10,000 half-step True King Realms flew out. The remaining tens of billions are all the power of the True Monarch Realm.

Such a team appeared in the starry sky, suppressing eternity in an instant.

The entire starry sky was rumbling, and the laws of the Great Dao were trembling.

100 million half-step True King Realm, 100 trillion True Monarch Realm.

The heavens were silent, and the avenue was gloomy.