I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

"Su, Young Master Su, those six hundred million sacred stones..."

Feng Xingtian said bitterly: "Six hundred million sacred stones are too much..."

"This is what you said personally just now. Are you going to fall back?"

Su Zhan raised his brows: "It seems that you are really stubborn and hopeless—"

"Do not!"

Feng Xingtian felt a horrible feeling in his heart, and said in shock: "I didn't mean that, I mean, there are too many sacred stones of 600 million. Our Feng Family will not be able to get it out for a while. It takes time to raise!"

"Well, how long will it take you?"

"This, I need to ask the Great Elder to give Young Master Su a specific answer."

"Okay, then you can discuss it!"

Su Zhan nodded, not embarrassing Feng Xingtian.

The six hundred million sacred stones, let alone the Feng Family, are to ask the Xuantian Holy Land to be taken out. I am afraid that the property will also be sold, and it will take a few days to collect.

Feng Xingtian staggered towards those Feng Xingtian elders.

Until this time, seeing the Patriarch coming over, the elders recovered from the shock just now.

"Patriarch, Patriarch is defeated!"

"Yijian, that surnamed Su is no! That Young Master Su only used one sword!"

"Patriarch is the strongest under half-step heaven. Su Zhan can defeat Patriarch with a single sword. Could it be that... his combat power is actually comparable to half-step heavenly?!"

"More than that! I think he is now stronger than the only extremely half-step Celestial Lord in the Eastern Desolation Territory, maybe it can be said to be...

Invincible under the heavens! "

"Invincible under heaven and human... Our Feng Family actually provokes such a terrifying existence!"

...

The elders and elders who looked at Su Zhan were also full of fear and shock.

It was not that they had thought that Su Zhan might be very strong, not even weaker than the Patriarch.

However, they did not expect to kill them.

The Patriarch of their Feng Family, in front of Su Zhan, couldn't even catch a sword!

That's ridiculous!

"Patriarch!"

Seeing Feng Xingtian approaching, the elders also quickly helped and greeted him.

"It's because I'm not as skilled as people..."

Feng Xingtian smiled bitterly, a little ashamed: "We have lost all the faces of our Feng family..."

"Patriarch, don't say that!"

The elder hurriedly said: "No one would have thought that Young Master Su would have such a strength, this is not to blame Patriarch you!"

"Okay, let's not talk too much nonsense, Great Elder, how long will it take to gather 600 million sacred stones?"

"Six hundred million sacred stones..."

The Grand Elder pondered for a moment: "Selling 90% of our Feng Family's industrial territory can almost reach 600 million. As for the time... it should be about a month!"

"Okay, I get it."

Feng Xingtian nodded and said towards Su: "Young Master Su, it will take one month."

"January……"

Su Zhan frowned slightly and said, "So long?"

Feng Xingtian said: "Six hundred million sacred stones are too huge. If Young Master Su is unwilling to wait, we can directly transfer those properties to you. What do you think?"

"Industry, what do I want those industries to do?"

Su Zhan shook his head: "Since it will take a month, then I won't wait. After you gather everything, you can send it to Xuantian Holy Land!"

"Yes."

Fengxingtian replied respectfully.

After that, Su Zhan also walked back to where Tang Wujian and others were.

"Su Zhan, didn't you let you keep your hand?"

Tang Wujian was a little speechless: "You see, the old man is scared..."

"Master, I have saved my hand."

Su Zhan said: "It's just that I didn't expect that he is much weaker than I expected."

Hearing this, Tang Wujian was a little depressed.

Fengxingtian, Feng Family Patriarch.

There are almost no rivals under the sky.

Such a person can also be called weak?

Then I can't even beat him, am I weak?

Thinking depressed in his heart, Tang Wujian couldn't refute, after all, for Su Zhan, his words were indeed correct.

"Master, since it's all right here, let's go back too!"

Seeing Tang Wujian not speaking, Su Zhan said, "Holy Lord, they should be very worried about our safety, so I should go back soon."

"Well, then go back!"

Tang Wujian nodded. Immediately, he remembered something. He hesitated, then turned his head and whispered to Qing Yulan, "That...the snow crystal flowers in the Northern Wilderness Icefield are about to bloom in a few months, do you want to take a look? ?"

"it is good."

Qing Yulan smiled, and generously agreed.

"Then it's settled, I will come to you when the time comes!"

When Tang Wujian heard Qing Yulan's words, he also smiled.

Afterwards, after chatting a few more words, after saying goodbye to the elders and the **** of wind, Su Zhan and Tang Wujian also left the Feng family.

"Finally gone..."

Seeing Su Zhan leave, the Holy Master of Shenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, looked at the frustrated Feng Clan people, and sighed: "If the holy stone is gone, you can earn more, and the people will be fine."

"It's fine if the people are still..."

Feng Xingtian repeated it again, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes fell on Feng Lin Fengshan and he roared: "It's both of you bastards, and you have brought this monster to our Feng Family!

Don't hand in your storage ring to repay the debt! "

"Patriarch, we..."

The two of them just wanted to argue, but felt the anger of Feng Xingtian and the other elders, and they were immediately persuaded, crying and handing over their storage ring.

This is so special!

I just got it in my hand and didn’t get hot, but I’m going to hand it out again...

What is this called!

and.

Although we provoked it, it was originally 55 million holy stones!

It was not caused by you, the owner of the family.

This can be blamed on us...

Feng Lin Fengshan glanced at each other, seeing the depression in the other's eyes.

...

A few days later.

Xuantian Holy Land, in the Xuantian Hall.

Saint Lord Mo Wentian sat on the main seat, frowning.

Below, ten holy land holy kings gathered very rarely, and each one had a heavy face.

After a moment of silence, Mo Wentian suddenly stood up: "Well, I won't wait for the other holy kings to come, you follow me to the puppet emperor ruins, and when the holy kings come back, just let them be stationed in the holy land!"

This remark immediately caused an uproar.

"Holy Lord, this is absolutely forbidden!"

"We are all gone. What if the demons happen to invade the Holy Land, or other evil forces attack the Holy Land?"

"Or, let's go to the puppet emperor ruins to rescue the young master, saint master, you still sit in the holy land!"

...

The holy kings spoke quickly.

Mo Wentian said coldly: "I sit in the Holy Land, you go?

The piece of information that Li Ping got, said that the Blood Demon God had recovered his strength and went to the Puppet Emperor Ruins to capture the Puppet Emperor's inheritance!

Can you stop the blood demon **** in peak state? ! "

"This……"

The holy kings looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

"Fine, you stay at the Holy Land, I will go!"

Mo Wentian said, he strode out of the hall.

Those holy kings quickly stood in front of him.

"Holy Lord can't move lightly!"

"Furthermore, Li Ping's news is not necessarily accurate. The Blood Demon God suffered such a serious injury five hundred years ago, leaving only a breath. How could he be healed within five hundred years?"

"Holy Lord, even if the Blood Demon God is very powerful, but you forget, Young Master Su is also very strong! Maybe, the Blood Demon God cannot pose a threat to the Young Master!"

"Yes, yes! And holy lord, count the time... I am afraid that the Puppet Emperor ruins have been closed long ago, and even if it goes well, Elder Tang and the others should almost come back. You are past now, it is too late! "

...

The holy kings and elders all persuaded them. Obviously, they felt that Mo Wentian's approach to leaving the holy land to go to the puppet emperor ruins was very wrong, and it was meaningless.

"Step aside!"

Mo Wentian didn't bother to argue with them anymore. With a wave of his hand, the powerful Saint Yuan gushed out and directly pushed the holy kings who were blocking the way to one side. His expression was firm, the Saint Yuan was violent, and his voice resounded like thunder:

"Su Zhan is the hope of my Profound Heaven Holy Land and the hope of the Eastern Desolation Territory!

Nowadays, the demons have become more and more ambitious in the Eastern Desolation. After tens of thousands of years, those super space passages that can pass through the heavens and humans are also showing signs of recovery. If the demon invades the Eastern Desolation, we simply cannot stop it!

Even if the powerhouses of other regions would not sit back and watch, at that time, the Eastern Desolate Region must have been slaughtered by the Heavenly Demon a long time ago. I don't know how many creatures!

We haven’t seen a heavenly man in the Eastern Desolate Region for tens of thousands of years. Now, finally, a genius who is promising heavenly man, even martial arts myth, the top of the spirit world...

In the Eastern Desolation Region, anyone can die.

He alone can't!

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will find him!

To see people in life, and to see corpses in death! "

After speaking, Mo Wentian strode outside the hall.

However, before he walked out of the hall, Su Zhan swept up to him from the steps below, with a face full of surprise.

"Holy Lord, I heard your voice several miles away, so impassioned... Are you speaking right?

But even if it’s a speech, you can’t talk nonsense about the Holy Lord!

I'm only seventeen years old, and you are thousands of years old. Even if you die, I won't die. Don't worry! "

[Author's digression]: I don’t know what will happen before twelve o’clock in the update, my eyes hurt today