Bing Ling Yueling hurried out of the wing room with the storage bag. A soft word made the audience quiet.

"There are 1,079 cauldrons here... My master wants them all!"

The whole place was dead silent!

Those demon cultivators who had already paid the money and were ready to take the people showed an ugly look on their faces!

Who is so domineering and so greedy! If a person needs a thousand women to serve him, can he take care of him? Do he think this is a game for the emperors in the mortal world to play house? This is cultivation, cultivation!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! But when everyone's eyes gathered and found that the person who made the sound came from the third level, all the Rong Ling and Jindan demons shut up.

It was the old monster of Nascent Soul who fell in love with these women?!

What does the old monster of the Nascent Soul want this group of female cultivators in the middle stage of the highest talent in the Golden Pill to do?

Unfortunately, no one dared to question the prestige of the old monster Nascent Soul... Even though the only one who made a statement was a mid-stage Jindan woman, this woman came from the third level and was naturally the concubine of a old monster Nascent Soul Soul.

The storage bag in her hand is probably filled with tens of millions of immortal jade!

What level of the old monster of the Nascent Soul can one person take out tens of millions of immortal jade and buy all the thousands of cauldrons... Could it be a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?

When he thought of this possibility, all the spiritual and golden elixir demon cultivators immediately shut up.

Dissatisfied and resentful, but no one dared to put his expression on his face.

If you don’t have that strength, don’t compete with the Nascent Soul... for women!

"Haha, fellow Taoist is indeed a person with temperament. I admire you, admire you..."

The one who praised it was actually three great monks in the Tianzi Room!

Even in the words of these great monks, there was a trace of expressiveness towards the person who bought the cauldron!

What is this person’s identity?

Could it be...

The one who turned the two thousand miles of desert into blood... Zhou Ming!

hiss!

When all the demon cultivators thought of this possibility, their hearts were beating wildly!

And those two women who came indifferently - Bing Ling Yueling, even though they were peerless, no one dared to take a look at her delicate body.

Zhou Ming! Zhou Ming! Zhou Ming!!

Whoever dares to rob this person’s woman will dare to see it!

There were even several demon cultivators who paid the money. After guessing Ning Fan's identity, they immediately refused Xianyu. Their face changed drastically. They clasped their fists in the direction of Ning Fan's wing and hurriedly left the table. After leaving the Danding Gate, they ignored the order of Penglai to prohibit air and flew desperately to leave Penglai, for fear of causing Ning Fan to be disgusted!

It is a kind of power, a kind of magic power that makes everyone present live without a sense of resistance! Even this power is even more terrifying than the legendary power of transforming the gods!

The gods and the others had never seen them, but Zhou Ming...every monk who came to the Danding Sect saw all the blood seas that stretched for two thousand miles and that day... the one day that ruined three thousand golden elixirs and twelve Yuanying... the aura that soared into the sky!

There will be chaos in the sea and change the weather!
Chapter completed!