Ancient fairy doctors in the city

Chapter 633 Pure Blood Golden Crow

Quasi holy!

This coercion is definitely the coercion of quasi-saint level.

Oh my goodness.

Dongxuanzong really has a quasi-sage?

Old Jinwu was frightened by this news.

There is no quasi-sage in his lineage.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding." Old Jinwu said hastily.

"You brought a large number of masters here, and now you tell me it was a misunderstanding?" Zhao Yang sneered.

Seeing that Zhao Yang didn't show any face, the old Jinwu said, "There are quasi-sages in our lineage."

"Are you talking about the pure-blooded Golden Crow?" Zhao Yang changed his voice at this point, "Well, I'll give you time to call the quasi-sage strongman of the pure-blooded Golden Crow."

The old Jinwu's expression changed.

Is Zhao Yang going to start a quasi-sage-level battle?

How dare he?

"Are you sure you want to tear yourself apart with our Jinwu clan?"

"Sure." Zhao Yang said lightly.

The old Jinwu didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Go, invite the pure-blooded Golden Crow to come, I will wait here." Zhao Yang said coldly, "If you can't come in three hours, I will kill all these guys and hang them on the city wall superior."

The old Jinwu's heart was shocked, and he left immediately.

That's what Zhao Yang said, no matter whether the pure-blooded Golden Crow will make a move or not, it has to try?

"What if the quasi-sage of the pure-blooded Golden Crow really makes a move?" Xiang Hanyu whispered beside Zhao Yang.

"I'm afraid it won't come." Zhao Yang said lightly.

Ever since he knew that there were no saints in the Eastern Territory, Zhao Yang had nothing to fear.

Even if Liulijing's Artifact Spirit is no match, isn't there still an evergreen lamp?

The Everlasting Green Lantern has the fighting power of a saint.

Are you still afraid that a quasi-sage will fail?

After the old Golden Crow arrived at the territory of the pure-blooded Golden Crow, he tearfully accused Zhao Yang of his atrocities and arrogance.

The patriarch of the pure-blooded Golden Crow turned pale after hearing this.

Even if this old Golden Crow is not a pure-blooded Golden Crow, in his opinion, they are related by blood.

He pondered for a while, glanced at a middle-aged man beside him and said, "Go to the Great Ancient Dynasty and tell that human man that if he doesn't let him go, our Jinwu clan will wake up the ancestor."

The middle-aged man is the second in command of the pure-blooded Golden Crow, and his strength has even reached the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm.

Hearing this, he nodded lightly, "I want to see who dares to treat our Jinwu clan like this?"

When the middle-aged man said this, the boy whose hair was filled with golden light smiled and said, "Grand Elder, let's go together. To be honest, I want to see it too."

If Zhao Yang were here, he would definitely recognize this young man, who was the one who lost the fight with him for the Kongtong flower.

After the three rushed to the Great Ancient Dynasty, they were stimulated by the scene on the city wall.

Except for the Golden Crow that was killed by Zhao Yang before, the rest of the dozen or so Golden Crows had their lute bones pierced and hung on the city wall of the Great Ancient Dynasty.

The dozen or so Golden Crows struggled continuously, blood dripping down desperately.

"Damn you." The young Jinwu was furious.

"Who do you think deserves to die?" Zhao Yang's lazy voice resounded in the audience.

Zhao Yang picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, then looked at the young Jin Wu playfully and said, "It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not enough."

"It's you?" The young Jinwu's eyeballs almost popped out.

In any case, he never thought that it was Zhao Yang.

The previous World War I had brought him a great psychological shadow.

Zhao Yang is really too strong.

"Young patriarch, do you know him?" the middle-aged Jinwu asked in a low voice.

"This is the one who defeated us and got the Kongtong flower." The young Jinwu said with a gloomy expression.

The complexion of the middle-aged Jinwu changed.

To be able to have such strength at this age, no one would believe that Zhao Yang had no background behind him.

The middle-aged Jinwu pondered for a while and asked through voice transmission, "What do you think should be done about this matter?"

"There must be a quasi-sage standing behind him, and this one has no scruples in doing things. I'm worried that the quasi-sage behind him wants to make trouble." The young Jinwu thought for a while and expressed his thoughts.

"what do you mean……?"

"The Eastern Territory has become more and more unsettled recently, and we should keep a low profile at this time." The young Golden Crow said in a deep voice, "For the sake of this impure-blooded Golden Crow, I think it is too risky to wake up the quasi-sage patriarch who is in seclusion. "

"I think so too." The middle-aged Jinwu quickly reached an agreement with the young Jinwu.

The old Golden Crow looked at the middle-aged Golden Crow at this time, "Their human race is too insane."

Snapped!

As soon as he said this, he was slapped.

He was a little bewildered.

"what are you doing?"

"What do I do?" The middle-aged Jinwu looked at the old Jinwu coldly, "Who doesn't know that the Great Ancient Dynasty belongs to the Emperor Xuanzong? Who allowed you to set foot in this line?"

The old Golden Crow couldn't turn his head around.

Didn't you come here to help us find a place?

What's the situation now?

"We came here this time to tell you that it is their lineage that set foot in the Great Ancient Dynasty, and there is no problem with our pure-blooded Golden Crow." The middle-aged Golden Crow looked at Zhao Yang sternly and said.

Zhao Yang didn't expect the pure blood Golden Crow to change his attitude so quickly?

But since the opponent didn't want to start a war, Zhao Yang didn't want to reveal his hole cards either.

"Now that the matter is clear, you can leave." Zhao Yang said lightly.

The middle-aged Jinwu and the young Jinwu left without hesitation.

The elderly Jinwu looked at Zhao Yang with a sad face and said, "Can you give us a chance?"

"Yes, but I have two conditions."

"Tell me." The old Golden Crow said hastily.

"First, I need ten kinds of Jade Wonderland resources ranked in the top [-], and thirty kinds of Jade Wonderland resources ranked in the top [-] to [-]." Zhao Yang said lightly.

"Ten resources in the top [-]?" Hearing this, the old Jinwu showed a perplexed look on his face, "This is too difficult."

Even if the lineage of the Old Golden Crow is strong, ten types is still an astronomical figure.

"If you find it difficult, I will personally go to your clan to get it." Zhao Yang looked at the old Jinwu and said.

"We can only come up with three kinds of resources in the top [-], and we can take out [-] kinds of resources in the top [-] to [-]." Old Jinwu said carefully, "As for the rest, we need Take the time to buy."

"I'll give you three months." Zhao Yang said after thinking about it.

"Okay." Old Jinwu said rather painfully.

Old Jinwu knew that this time they were going to be hurt.

"Second, Dong Xuanzong has 55 territories in this territory, and your lineage will be responsible for the safety of these dynasties in the future." Zhao Yang said the second condition, "If I learn that there are other forces coveting These 55 dynasties, don’t blame me for uprooting your line.”

"Of order." Old Jinwu said with a wry smile.

He realized that the Jinwu clan would become the thugs of these 55 dynasties in the future.

But this is also impossible.

Didn't you see that the pure-blooded Golden Crow didn't dare to challenge Zhao Yang?

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