Chapter 709

"I'd like to meet Mr. Zhang..."

Seeing Zhang Tian's appearance, all the friars fell into a state of madness, roaring wildly, and casting a burning color in their eyes.

In the fantasy world, the strong are respected. Every monk's goal is to enter the torrent bravely, open the sea, transform the extraordinary, the king of Jin, cast the holy body, immortality, boundlessness, immortality and immortality!

On this road, the young and the old are the first!

Zhang Tianzhi Weili, known as the first man of the East famine, is now the pillar of the East famine. For many monks of the East famine, he is an idol and a God.

Most of the people here have never been lucky enough to witness Zhang Tian's true face before, but they are very familiar with his deeds.

The ice emperor in Wudao square, the Black Dragon Emperor in Beihai, the thunder emperor in ShengDu World War I, and the spirit of the defeated emperor in one hand

The supreme sage, the half step demon emperor, the quasi God Emperor, the immortal God Emperor, a long-standing strong man in the mainland, all bowed down at the foot of Zhang Tian and made his invincible name. He was the first man in Donghuang and the supreme man in the mainland!

According to word of mouth, Zhang Tian has long been a myth and has become a spiritual monument, which has inspired generations of young talents. Now he has finally seen his true face, but no one feels disappointed. On the contrary, he has a deep sense of awe.

"Master Zhang's strength has reached such a level. It's really terrible."

Several elders of the divinity college hidden in the mountains were shocked by the sight of each other. Since the founding of the divinity College for more than 100000 years, several immortal emperors have appeared, especially the first generation of deans, who are close to the level of peerless emperors. They can fight against the evil lords in the dark world, but they don't seem to have such terrible power.

Such a vision, tearing the abyss with one hand and carrying the vast chaos, is just like the arrival of the great emperor of ancient times, which can't be seen by those young people in the transcendent realm and the king realm. However, the great sage who has lived for more than a thousand years feels clearly. At the same time, he is shocked, and his lightness disappears completely.

In everyone's awed eyes, Zhang Tian came out of the abyss step by step. The chaos behind him seemed to devour the heaven and earth, but he was imprisoned by an invisible force. He couldn't make a breakthrough at all. He could only go back to the outside world with the healing of the abyss.

Zhang Tian, with both hands on his back, looked straight ahead until Tianyuan was closed, but he still didn't speak.

The friars on the 100000 mountain peak were a little strange. Just then, a breath of extreme depression spread.

"Boom!"

The void burst, and a door of void was torn open. More than 30 women in silver armour rode on a flying horse with huge wings, surrounded by an amazing chariot of Baoguang, galloping out of it with great momentum.

The head of the woman, white hair as snow, forehead tied with a ribbon, eyes as bright as the moon, exuding a strong air of ice, awe inspiring inviolable.

"It's the team of Xiyan ancient school, led by Ling Shuangxue! After the battle of the ancient Daohu, his strength soared. It is said that he is close to the Holy Lord and can easily suppress the holy king! "

Countless people marvel that Ling Shuangxue is one of the most amazing heroes in the ancient Daohu war. He not only survived successfully, but also his strength soared and easily suppressed a holy king. In addition, in the later battle of the Lord, there was an old monster in the Xiyan ancient school, which made people more in awe of this ancient sect.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!... "

Not long after the appearance of the ancient school of facial cleansing, the surrounding void was also tearing. Countless luxurious gold chariots and jade chariots came through the air. The clear signs on the body of the chariot made people see their identity at a glance.

Fengyang ancient school, blood demon sect, Wuyue sword sect, Tianhan Holy Land

In addition to the Dongming holy land, which is known as the strongest sect of Donghuang, almost all of the ancient holy land of Donghuang are here.

At the next moment, the chariots of these teams opened at the same time, and they stepped on a strong man with awe inspiring spirit and no anger. They were all overlord figures of the Holy Lord level. At this time, they were very humble and paid homage to Zhang Tian, who was standing in the void.

"I'm ling Fanghua, the leader of Xiyan ancient sect. I've met Mr. Zhang. I'd like to offer you one million pieces of huangpin Lingshi and 300 pieces of Wannian Baoyao to help preach. I hope Mr. Zhang will accept it."

The patriarch of Xiyan ancient school is a middle-aged woman. Although she is thousands of years old, years have not left any trace on her face. A pair of beautiful eyebrows slant into the cloud temples. Her eyes are as black as paint. They have a great look, but they also have the pride of snow mountain roses. Women do not let men, and their momentum is approaching the peak of the Lord. Only when they go to that station, they dominate one field, and their voice is loud.

With these words, the jade bracelet on Ling Fanghua's wrist was full of magical light. Countless imperial spirit stones poured out and piled up into a hill in an instant. Another 300 jade boxes flew out. The lid of the box was opened, and each jade box contained a ten thousand year old treasure medicine. The treasure light was dense and connected like a fairyland.

Everyone was surprised. It's too big. You know, it's huangpin Lingshi. One is equivalent to ten thousand wangpin Lingshi. One million is ten billion wangpin Lingshi, and the value of three million year old precious medicines is more than that. Even with the great family business of the ancient school of facial washing, I'm afraid it will empty the accumulation of nearly a thousand years.There are millions of monks in the hall. They have never seen so many spirit stones and ten thousand year old precious medicines in their lives. They are all so excited that they want to rush up and collect these treasures immediately.

"Fengyang ancient school is willing to offer 700000 pieces of spirit stones and 800 Jin of Phoenix blood to help preach. I hope master Zhang will accept it."

"Wuyue sword sect is willing to offer 900000 pieces of the emperor's spirit stone, nine pieces of the best king's sword, ninety pieces of the best king's sword, nine hundred pieces of the middle King's sword, and nine thousand pieces of the inferior King's sword, so as to boost the momentum of preaching. I hope Mr. Zhang will accept it."

All the sacred places of the ancient sects offered gifts one after another. At one time, the spirit stones filled the void and turned into the spirit sea. All kinds of precious medicines, rare god gold, and powerful flying swords spread across the sky. The situation was so prosperous that all the friars were dazzled and their hearts would burst.

This is the first person in Donghuang, the supreme person in the mainland!

All the masters of the holy land of the ancient school of Donghuang will come to meet and offer gifts! With one man's strength, suppress the East famine!

People with real insight understand that these gifts are not as simple as helping preach, but the "protection fee" paid by these holy places to Zhang Tian. In the future, major battles such as the famine war will be involved. The whole East famine, especially these ancient holy places, will depend on Zhang Tian's strength.

However, behind the celebration, the undercurrent never stopped.

As the host of the Theological Seminary, several old monsters who have lived for many years all have a dignified face and have a premonition of the next crisis.

Because Dongming holy land, the strongest in Donghuang, did not send people to the scene. 、、.。

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