Eternal Gate

Chapter 1201: Make money quickly

"Come to fight."

Saint Sirius climbed onto the gimbal, and let out a domineering voice.

He doesn't know how many ways the eternal fairy body has, but the aura is full.

At the moment, everyone in the audience focused on Zhao Gongzi.

"Don't be afraid to **** with him."

Before Zhao Yun could say anything, he heard Kuangyingjie let out a bluff.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, only squinted at Kuang Yingjie, wondering whether he should also shake out the identity of this guy. Today is a big scene, since it is lively, then it will be a lot of fun.

Think about it... or give it up.

He also pointed to Kuangyingjie to take the flower of memory?

"Why, afraid?"

The Son of Sirius smiled quietly, and the words were quite provocative.

"You don't need to come up if you're afraid."

"It's an eternal immortal body anyway, is it so persuasive?"

"Don't call it the Eternal Channel, call it the Turtle Channel of Shocked Head!"

Things are gathered by kind, people are divided by groups, and the words of the Son of Sirius are falling, and there is a crowd of holy sons humming, all of them do not believe in evil, and they still do not believe in the evil of the eternal line. Is it really an undefeated inheritance?

Zhao Yun finally got up and landed on the battlefield in one step.

He didn't want to cause trouble, it didn't mean he was afraid of trouble. Since he inherited the eternal lineage, he needed to bear the eternal glory. He had never seen any eternal ancestor, but he must not insult the reputation of this line.

"The show is coming."

Seeing Zhao Yun on stage, the spectators all sat upright.

Not to mention young talents, even the older generations are particularly interested.

"I heard that the eternal immortal body is fighting with people, and they are all happy to get better."

Before the war started, I heard a word from You You, which was passed from Kuang Yingjie.

Hmm... finally said something human.

Young Master Zhao was so relieved that even if Kuang Yingjie didn't say anything, he still had to add some color.

No way... poor!

No way... the account was blocked.

"What does this fellow Daoist think?" The words of the mischief sounded.

"Dare to take the stage to challenge, there is no reason not to agree." Huluwa answered the question.

"That's hard to say, what if he doesn't dare?" The bald-headed old man slapped his hands and went up against the wind.

"Don't make trouble, is the Sirius ancestor still present?"

"Holy Son is shameless, does his ancestor still have to face it?"

"Besides, how famous is the Sirius Son, he can't even dare to put a fart in this big scene?"

"I don't believe it anyway."

"If he doesn't dare, I will eat the table."

These three are also interesting, like a cross talk, you say and I say, there are back and forth, and when you talk, you are still anxious, one left and one right, the cursing face is blushing and the neck is thick.

Of course, this is not really anxious.

The gangsters used the aggressive strategy to force him to Zhao Zilong to come to power, and their side, also cooperated well, the same is the aggressive strategy, forcing the son of Sirius to add a lottery. This is a good way to make money.

"Tianchi Grand Event... the fruit is full of talents."

The eyes of the spectators moved from the battle platform to this side.

The two protagonists of the appointment have not yet started to do it, so let's scold them first, which is also quite interesting!

Dramatic!

Kuang Yingjie's words were earnest and earnest.

However, after the three bursts of uproar, the Sirius Son really was on the cusp of the storm.

Think about it too! You are arrogantly coming to power to make an appointment, you won't even lose the courage to win the prize!

"Plus, just add."

The corner of the Sirius Son's mouth was slightly raised, and a storage bag was placed on the battle platform.

People with high vision can see through it at a glance, and there are 300,000 immortal stones.

They can see through, but Zhao Gongzi can't see through?

Three hundred thousand is a lot, and some are better than none.

A few more of this number might be able to collect five million to buy Kuang Yingjie's flower of memory.

If the goods don't sell, he doesn't mind making another appointment.

Roar!

The wolf's roar suddenly sounded.

It was the son of Sirius who gave birth to the vision. It is an illusory Sirius. It is quite large in size. Everyone who looks at the scene raises their heads subconsciously. People in the Sirius line are all this vision. Whether it is strong or not, it is not messy at first, but it looks quite bluffing, the coercion of the vision, and the rumbling of the crushed battle platform.

Zhao Yun looked indifferent, with no emotional changes.

What Sirius and vision are all decorations to him.

"Jifa: Sirius Xiaokong."

The son of Sirius yelled violently, carrying the roar of the wolf in his voice.

This is the art of sound waves, ignoring the physical body, specializing in the natal soul.

Well...!

The juniors in the audience who had poor cultivation groaned.

The extreme magic of the Sirius family is still quite powerful.

break!

Zhao Yun let out Thunder God's anger, and his words roared like thunder.

As soon as the words came out, the wolf's roar was instantly extinguished.

The Sirius Son snorted, and even trembled with the Sirius vision.

"Good boy, there really is a bit of background."

Saint Sirius sneered, and slapped him in the air.

Young Master Zhao is more powerful than him, and strikes out with a punch.

boom!

Click!

puff!

These three voices sounded.

When it was over, the spectators raised their heads collectively, and their eyes turned left and right in the direction that the Son of Sirius flew out. The goods seemed to fly out, being blown away by the eternal immortal body.

boom!

Under the attention of everyone, the Sirius Son hit the rock wall, like a meatloaf or a big letter, and the board was completely pasted on it. Look at that posture, not to mention how aggressive it is.

"This... is it over?"

Too many people chuck their mouths and just picked up their glasses. Is this the end of the battle?

More people are sighing and talking, and the drama has just begun.

Looking at the Sirius ancestor, his old face was pale.

That was his grandson and the saint son of the Sirius clan. He taught him hand in hand. He was defeated so swiftly and neatly. The old face is a bit unstoppable. After so many years, he has cultivated a waste?

He is too weak.

He is too strong.

The older generations stroke their beards.

The Saint Child of the Sirius line is very good, but the eternal immortal body seems to be more domineering in its foundation. It is expected that one enchanting evildoer and a heaven-defying evil evildoer have been defeated by a punch today.

"Interesting."

The Son of Heaven smiled faintly, enjoying the battle very comfortably.

Eternal Celestial Body can punch the Flying Sky Wolf Son, and he can do the same.

This is nowhere.

How many more are there?

In the end, it will be his end.

The eternal undefeated legend will also be broken by him.

As expected.

The troublemakers are firmly forced.

More stable than his three, there are Kuang Yingjie, such as the son of the Sirius, he can be beaten into flesh with one palm, he can do it, and the eternal immortal experience can't do it? It's nothing more than a little bit of strength.

"Son."

The elders of the line of Sirius have gone to the rock wall to pick up the son of Sirius.

The boy had fainted, and he didn't know if he was really fainted, or he was pretending to be asleep.

I'm fainted!

Faint and not embarrassed.

Here.

Zhao Gongzi was also conscious of the thief, so he moved his sleeves and put away the storage bag.

I'm rich again, and I feel a little self-confidence in an instant.

"It's so easy to make money."

Quite a few people sighed and threw out 300,000 in one punch.

Indeed, earning money is easy, but it also depends on who earns it. Don't think too much about those who don't have a good background. Eternal Immortal Body is an exception. People have that strength and earn money by themselves.

"I am embarrassed for Sirius."

The old guys stroked their beards and glanced at the Sirius ancestor collectively.

The face of the old man seemed to be no longer a face. It didn't matter if he lost the money, he lost his face.

Who can blame this.

The son of his family ran up on his own.

"It's ugly."

Zhao Yun smiled and turned around to step down.

Of course, as soon as he raised his foot, he saw a person falling from the sky.

He was also a young man, precariously dressed in purple, and also a son of a line, dazzling.

"Who is he!" someone asked in a low voice.

"Fen Tianzong Saint Son." The insider gave the answer.

"Don't fight anymore?"

On the stage, the purple-clothed youth smiled and looked at Zhao Yun. There was a hidden magical power in his words, which could mess up his mind. He had a good spirit and a good combat power. At least he was not comparable to the third-rate stuff like the Son of Sirius.

"Whatever." Zhao Yun shrugged.

"If there is a seed, take it away." Saint Fentian threw out a storage bag at random.

"It's easy to say." Zhao Yun smiled.

If someone gives money, there is no reason not to collect it.

Whoosh!

Saint Fentian stepped on it in one step and disappeared in an instant.

He reappeared as Zhao Yun approached and pierced the sky with a sword.

Zhao Yun didn't even look at it. He only stretched out two fingers, easily clamped the tip of the opponent's sword, and easily removed the power of the sword. No matter how turbulent the power of Saint Fentian was, he could not penetrate half a point.

"How is it possible." Saint Burning Heaven was in disbelief.

This is his pinnacle sword! It was so easy to be broken.

Zheng!

Clang!

Zhao Gongzi flicked a finger, shaking the Fentian Shengzi.

And he, if there is a shadow accompanying, wants to make up for this stuff.

To his surprise, Saint Burning Heaven who was flying upside down had disappeared.

"watch out."

Behind him, there was a loud shout.

I am Saint Fentian, and I don't know how to get around his back. The sword in his hand has been replaced with a bronze mirror. The bronze mirror is very weird. It seems that there is a grimace acting in it, and he can smell a jealous smile.

Hum!

When the bronze mirror fell, the light was brilliant.

Each ray of light is like an indestructible sword.

Body protection Tiangang!

Zhao Yun's heart screamed, and the sky cover burst open.

The embarrassing thing was Saint Burning Heaven, who failed to break through Zhao Yun's defense, and was shaken out by the body guard Tiangang.

Afterwards.

The movements of the spectators became surprisingly consistent again.

That's right, Saint Burning Heaven was also blown into the air by Eternal Immortal Body.

boom!

It's still the rock wall.

It's still full of big characters.

Click!

At this moment, many people took out the memory spar.

Such a picture, how can it not be taken as a memorial, especially those young talents who like to do this most, if they meet in the future, if they can't quarrel, they can show the disgusting opponent.

"again."

"It's another three hundred thousand."

The old guys stroking their beards were as neat as ever.

To be honest, these two battles are not very exciting, not much to watch!

The main reason is that the challenger is too weak, and the three punches and two kicks are cleaned up by the eternal fairy.

If you want to be exciting, you have to be equal, and the combat power is absolutely crushed, but it is not fun.

This kind of technical work...the Son of Heaven has to come.

In fact, many people have already looked at the one of the Heavenly King Sect.

"No hurries."

Although the Son of Heaven did not say a word, these words represent everything.

Appetizers! He was the finale if he wanted to go one by one.

"You're afraid you can't hold it down."