The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Finally, when this snowball wiped out almost everyone, the scam could no longer go on.

Because no one can be deceived anymore! No one can be persuaded to buy a house anymore!

There are so many people, there are more houses than people?

The terrible loan repayment, the terrible loan amount. The whole city is in the Great Depression, and there is nowhere to earn Spirit Stone.

Finally, riots across the city began, and the first round crash occurred.

"ban first under the heavens!"

"ban loans!"

"City Lord, come out!"

"Return My Spirit Stone!"

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The big riot, rushing straight to the City Lord Mansion.

Shoukaicheng, City Lord Mansion.

Wang Qingshan looked at the countless cultivators surrounding the City Lord Mansion.

These cultivators have red eyes, and they all look towards the floating island of City Lord Mansion with cold light.

"Grab it, the new cell has been built, grab it all!" a desperate dísciple called.

"pa!" Wang Qingshan slapped him over.

"Master?" The dísciple was puzzled, covering his face.

Wang Qingshan's palm was shaking.

"Hundred thousand? No, four hundred thousand repairers have rebelled?" Wang Qingshan said in astonishment.

Catch? Crazy, who dares to catch this time? These people are all crazy, haven't you seen the roar in their eyes? As long as they are not going well, these people will definitely destroy the City Lord Mansion. How many people will bring their own dísciple?

"Everyone!" Wang Qingshan called.

Wang Qingshan is still a little majestic, and when he shouted, everyone was silent, and they looked towards Wang Qingshan coldly.

"City Lord, release my big brother from prison!"

"City Lord, release my grandfather!"

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Someone yelled, but soon drowned in the tide of debt.

"The King City Lord, first under the heavens, to bring harm to the sect and the people, please call the King City Lord and return all of our Spirit Stones!"

"Yes, King City Lord, We want Spirit Stone!"

"City Lord, please call the shots!"

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Everyone looked towards Wang Qingshan coldly, not a request, but a persecution. Originally only a hundred people came, but the team grew to 10,000 in an instant. Soon, it grew to 400,000.

Not only was the city opened for the first time, but hundreds of cities were facing catastrophes almost simultaneously!

"I promise, I will report to Mingzong, handle it properly, and give everyone a satisfactory answer!" Wang Qingshan kept calming down.

At the same time, Wang Qingshan also knew that he couldn't hold it anymore. He had to come forward from the clan, otherwise, no one from the City Lord Mansion would escape.

400,000 people have increased again, 500,000, 600,000.

More and more repairers are waiting for a reply.

City Lord of Hundred Cities, horrified inexplicably.

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Dayu Tianzong, a huge palace.

Mr. Black Feather slowly gains strength. A faint smile of joy appeared on his face.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, it's not good, it's not good!" shouted outside the hall.

"Come in!" True Lord Kuroba face turned cold.

"hu hu hu!"

Suddenly, nearly a hundred people rushed into the great hall.

Mr. Kuroba narrowed his eyes.

"What's the matter? Panicking?" Mr. Kuroba said solemnly.

"Sect Master, I am blue Tian City, hundreds of thousands of people besieged the City Lord Mansion!"

"Sect Master, I open the city first, hundreds of thousands of people Min besieged City Lord Mansion!"

"Sect Master, cholera, I...!"

"Diaomin…………!"

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"Diaomin!"

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It seems to be an appointment. Everything that everyone says is all about a hundred cities.

Mr. Kuroba raised his brows. At the level of Mr. Kuroba, he basically doesn't manage a hundred cities, because Mr. Kuroba has many other things to deal with.

Looking at the world, dealing with the various middle sects, and the Great Zhen Dynasty are all things that True Monarch Black Feather wants to rack his brains.

city? Hundreds of cities?

"What's the matter?" True Monarch Kuroba complexion changed.

Although True Monarch Kuroba doesn't care about the hundreds of cities, he also knows the importance of the hundreds of cities, and he also knows that a major event may come out.

Listening to the following narrative, True Monarch Kuroba frowned into the word Sichuan.

With his eyes squinted, a cold light flashed in the eyes of True Monarch Black Feather: "Zhidong Qianxing? First under the heavens?"