Qinglin Prefecture is two major prefectures separated from Dongji Prefecture.

In the past few days, lights have come from all directions and gathered towards this state.

In the heart of Qinglin Prefecture, there is a mountain called Yuheng Mountain, which is thousands of feet high and has a tall and steep mountain. This conference was held here.

Accompanied by the lights, forces arrived one by one and climbed Mount Yuheng.

For a moment, Yuheng Mountain was crowded and extremely lively.

The older generation gathered together to hold meetings to discuss countermeasures, while the young people gathered together, drank and competed with each other.

Of course, they have more treasures on whom.

"Look, this is the Yin-Yang Thunder of my Yin-Yang Sect. If you go down one, even if you are a middle and late stage master of the Infant, you have to kneel down. Two of them are fired together, and you will be so angry that you cry and call me for your parents."

Taozi of the Yin-Yang Master Cult took out a ball the size of a palm and boasted there.

"Wow! This is Yin and Yang Thunder!"

The geniuses exclaimed.

This Yin-Yang Thunder is the killing weapon of the Yin-Yang Sect. It is powerful and famous.

It is said that this thunder is divided into several levels, the most powerful, and can explode and injure the strong. Even the lowest level can also explode and injure the middle and late stages of the Jieying Infant, each of which is extremely precious.

Seeing the amazing expressions of the people around him, Yin and Yang Daozi grinned and became a little fluttering.

"Tsk! What's this? Look, what's this?"

Daozi of Luotian Sect stood up and took out an ancient sword.

“Buzz!”

As soon as the sword came out, it kept trembling and burst out with a shocking killing aura.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped.

"This... isn't this one of the nine swords of Luo Tian?" Someone said in disbelief.

The Luotian Nine Swords are nine ancient swords handed down by the Luotian Sect since ancient times. Each one is a high-level treasure. Unexpectedly, the Luotian Sect brought out all such treasures.

"That's right!"

Luo Tiandaozi raised his face and said proudly.

"Tsk, isn't it just a high-level treasure? It's not a treasure of the sect. What's the rare thing? Who doesn't have it?"

Daozi of the Great Sect of Changsheng was angry, and stood up and took out a piece of wood, which was green and green, radiant, exuding amazing vitality.

"Is this... the eternal tree?"

Everyone exclaimed again.

“That’s right!”

Changsheng Daozi smiled proudly and said, "This shortened wood is five thousand years old, and it can break all the methods!"

"Wow!"

Everyone was full of envy.

"Tsk! Can you break all things? There is no use. The person named Qin has a strong body. If you take a broken piece of wood, you will not be killed by a punch!" Luo Tiandaozi sneered.

"You..." Changsheng Daozi was choked and couldn't speak, his face turned red.

"I not only have this immortality wood, but also the immortality armor, boots, and mirrors, all of which are treasures!" He pointed at all of his body and said.

"Oh! You guys, it's so bad, it's so cheap! After all, they are big sects, how can they use this little bit of broken things!"

The Feng family’s Daozi stood up, “Look, what is this!”

He stretched out his right palm, and a fire broke out in his palm.

The cremation turned into a fire phoenix, rushed into the air, circled around, and fell back.

"Oh my God! This... this is Fengqi Fire! Your Feng family took out all the fire?"

All the Taoists were a little shocked.

This Fengqi Fire is the top fire of the Feng family. The entire Feng family is only two groups, one on the head of the family, and the other in the treasure house. Unexpectedly, the Feng family actually brought out all these treasures.

"The Feng family has invested a lot!"

Everyone sighed.

Then, more people stood up and showed off their treasures.

The group of people fought for a while, and they were in high spirits. Someone said, "What's the use of having so many babies? No one can find them!"

A group of people were stunned.

The atmosphere was immediately cold and extremely awkward.

"Damn it, drink! Drink!"

A group of people sat down and started drinking.

When I was so excited that I started to shout.

"If that guy comes here, I can kill him with one sword!"

"I will kill him with one seal!"

When they had no alcohol, they called one person to buy wine.

There are many people here, and they all have high cultivation levels. When drinking, they drink one jar after another, and the wine is consumed very quickly.

People from several surrounding cities saw the business opportunity and came to sell wine, and the business was very prosperous.

On this day, on the mountain road leading to Yuheng Mountain, a middle-aged uncle came, pushing a cart with several jars of wine piled up on it, and a flag was tied to it, and the words "Shenxian Wine" were written on it.

This person has white clothes, big belly, smiles, and looks like a standard city vendor.

"Selling wine! Selling wine! A delicious fairy wine costs only 100 yuan per jar!"

He pushed, and opened his voice and shouted hard.

"Fuck! One hundred yuan a jar?"

Not far away, a group of wine vendors were shocked when they heard this.

The most common wine on the market is just under ten yuan per jar, and the better ones are only twenty or thirty yuan. The fifty yuan wine is already the best. What kind of wine is this guy? How dare he sell it for 100 yuan per jar?

"Brother, you are too dark! This group of people are rich, but they can't be slaughtered like this!"

"That's right, these are all big shots. What if you accidentally kill them!"

A group of vendors shouted.

"Not afraid! My wine is definitely worth the price!" the middle-aged uncle said happily.

While talking, he pushed the cart over, stood aside, and set up a stall.

At this time, someone came from the valley. It was a young man in a green robe. "Buy wine! Buy wine! Give me another hundred jars! Look, this is money, no need to find it!"

The man walked to the stall next to him and shouted.

The vendor was immediately happy, nodded and said, "Master, thank you for your patronage!"

Then, he took out a storage bag and handed it over.

The man was about to leave after getting the wine. At this moment, he glanced at Tang Hao from the corner of his eyes.

"Shenxian wine? What's the thing? I haven't heard of it!"

He looked carefully and his face changed, "One hundred yuan per jar? Robbery! The most expensive wine I have ever drunk is only about fifty yuan!"

Tang Hao smiled and said, "That's because the wine you drink is too bad. My wine is extraordinary!"

"Oh! You are so angry! Come on, let me see, what is your wine like? If it is not worth a hundred yuan, I will chop you up with one sword!"

As he said that, he showed a bit of a fierce look.

The wine dealers on the side all looked scared.

The people here are all from great sects and sects. For them, each of them is a super big man who cannot be provoked.

But then, I was a little gloating.

"Hey! This guy is really brainless! Don't think about it, can he kill these people?"

Tang Hao's face remained unchanged and said, "Please!"
Chapter completed!