Fantasy: Starting from the Nine Crowns

"Is there anything else I need to say? You should have seen it clearly enough?

Qin Yuntian's gaze swept across the little monster and the disciple of the elder Xuan Yunzong, and finally stopped above the crowd.

His voice was very calm, with a firmness in the calm, and a firmness with a coldness.

It's a wonderful feeling, but as long as you listen carefully to him, you can taste these complex emotions.

Being so stimulated, the crowd was furious for a while!

The vast majority of people questioned, roared, vented their accumulated emotions, and even thought they were dreaming.

A few people have clearly recognized the reality and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do, or in other words, not knowing what they dare to do!

There were nearly 5,000 people, but only a few dozen people stood up in the end. More than 30 young men decisively bit the skin of their fingers, squeezed out blood, and then smeared them on the jade bracelet.

The remaining dozen or so were either middle-aged or elderly, Qin Yuntian nodded at two of the elderly and shook his head.

"I can see the fighting spirit in the two of you, the hatred in your hearts, and your firmness against monsters."

"Perhaps before so many, maybe before I gave you a choice, you were already on the road to fight against monsters, but you were deceived for various reasons, or you could say that you keep a low profile. 35

"Your body is not enough to withstand the pressure of the jade bracelet, so don't waste your quota. Next, I will customize other methods for you to make you stronger and become the leader of these people! 95

After listening to the first half of the sentence, the two old people felt dizzy, waiting for the chance of revenge that they had just obtained for decades, and it seemed that they were about to pass by.

No one would question Qin Yuntian at this time, otherwise he would have a problem with his brain and his nerves would not be normal.

But after hearing the second half of the sentence, the two old people suddenly had a dead tree and a spring, with a chrysanthemum-like smile on their faces.

Even human beings have inherited some civilizations from thousands of years ago. They naturally understand that customized things are definitely better than mass-produced products!

The young people looked at them enviously, never observed them so seriously, and soon found out that if they were given a choice, they would rather have a young body than be like these old people.

If there is gain, there will be loss, and if there is loss, there will be gain. The young man thought in his heart, thoughtfully.

At the same time, no matter how sluggish the little monsters are, no matter how hard they can't believe it, they can feel that something is obviously wrong!

"Sir, what is going on here? Why would you rather give them so many mid-level magic weapons? I can see the quality of this batch of magic weapons. If you dedicate it to the lords, the 140 lords will definitely be able to cultivate a group of invincibles. An invincible army!"

"Isn't it a waste to put these good things on these humans? Not even one of them is a cultivator, well, there is still a cultivator, but they still can't exert the ability of these magic weapons!"

"Before this, they didn't even know what the magic weapon was, and they had never seen or touched it! It's better to give us these good things. If you have any plan, we are willing to use our lives to realize it...

At the end, the little monsters' eyes became extremely greedy.