Chapter 5813: The Great Bleeding of All Saints

"Wang Zhan's child is too much."

"Yeah, how could he do this?"

"We'll fight for our lives, he's better, and he's making a lot of spiritual pearls behind his back."

"The most exaggerated thing is that even our disciples who want to go to the city to watch the game have to buy tickets."

Dongyue Huangdu, in a hall inside the Changsheng Inn, a group of holy realm bosses were all injured. They were sitting, standing, or lying down in embarrassment, all resentful.

The great sons are waiting on the sidelines.

"Brother Tianwu Dao, why don't you go talk to Wang Zhan's kid?"

The Jiujue Saint Master, who was bandaged into rice dumplings, said to Tianwu Saint Master.

This time, the Nine Jue Saint Lord was really miserable by the alien demon in the seal, and it was already a runaway and **** luck to escape.

"Yes, Brother Tianwu, you can go to Wang Zhan's kid, and see if you can divide us a little bit!"

Mountain Master Dongxuan also said, his right arm hung on his chest, blood still oozing under the bandage.

"Why do you want me to go, I won't go."

Sage Master Tianwu shook his head directly, Wang Zhan's child is an iron rooster, who can pluck a piece of hair from him? What a joke.

"If you don't go, I'll just talk about it. How about asking your inner elder Daoist Menghe for a trip?"

The gaze of the Jiujue Saint Master fell on Meng He who was beside the Tianwu Saint Master.

At this time, Meng He was really miserable. His hair and eyebrows were burned out by the magic fire, and he turned into a big bald head. The original white skin became pitch black like ink, and the old white became the old black.

If you don't look carefully, no one will recognize him.

He also escaped from the seal after nine deaths.

At this time, the demon hunting of the holy realm bosses temporarily ended.

No way, all the holy realm bosses who participated in the demon hunting operation have turned into remnants of blood after a battle.

They need to recuperate before they can continue to fight again.

Moreover, they didn't worry that those strange demons could break through the seal and escape, because that was the seal placed by their master Gu Fei himself.

Wait for them to get back, and then kill those strange demons.

However, Wang Zhan wanted to salvage a fortune at this time, which made their group of holy realm bosses very unhappy.

Because Wang Zhan kept all the ticket income in his own bag, the most overwhelming thing is that even the disciples of the major holy places need to buy tickets to come to watch the game.

"Me? Everyone, you think I'm a black charcoal head, maybe the young master won't recognize me anymore, what's the use for me to go?"

Meng He directly shook his head and waved his hand, pull it down, he didn't do it.

"I said Fellow Taoist Menghe, who didn't know that you were the big celebrity next to the master? With you, the young master would give you face."

The ancestor Ziyang also spoke.

This holy realm boss is highly respected, and his enlightenment time is longer than that of all the holy realm bosses present. It is a properly old antique-level boss.

Seeing Ziyang ancestor speak, Meng He got a headache.

Ziyang ancestor's face, I can't help but give.

But he really didn't want to go to Wang Zhan.

All the holy realm bosses in the hall were watching Meng He, and the audience fell silent.

"I said, Brother Meng, just take a trip!"

Holy Master Tianwu broke the calm with a loud voice.

"Sovereign... this..."

When Meng He saw that the lord called him his brother, he would be absolutely flattered if the lord called him his brother, but now he was really surprised.

"Okay, then I'll go find Young Master!"

Meng He said helplessly.

"Haha, you were here, Meng He, did you have anything to do with me?"

At this moment, a loud laugh came, and then a person strode in from outside the hall.

A group of holy realm lords were stunned when they saw the visitor.

Nine Jue Saint Lord almost slipped off the recliner.

The ancestor Ziyang directly smashed the tea cup in his hand. It was the tea made from Ziyang ginseng and splashed him all over.

The Nine Profound Saint Master completely forgot his leg injury, stood up abruptly, and fell directly to the ground.

As people walked into the hall, the hall suddenly became chaotic.

"I have seen Young Master..."

"I have seen Young Master..."

"I have seen Young Master..."

A group of holy land lords hurriedly saluted the people who came.

The visitor is not someone else, but the child who they call Wang Zhan.

Secretly, they had a mouthful of Wang Zhan children. Now that Wang Zhan is here, they are straightforward, and they have all become extremely respectful, calling the young master in their mouths, and hurriedly saluting Wang Zhan.

"Sit all, all sit..."

"Oh, I said Jiujie, you have become a zongzi, so don't jump up and salute."

"Who is this black charcoal head?"

"Young Master, I am Meng He!"

Meng He almost cried.

"Fuck, Meng He? Why did you become like this?"

As soon as Wang Zhan came in, he saw a group of **** bosses, he himself was a little confused, the strange demons sealed by the master, are they so powerful?

Those strange demons turned all the holy realm bosses into remnants of blood.

The first battle ended in the defeat of the holy landlord.

There is no suspense!

"Young Master, you are here..."

The Heavenly Martial Lord was hesitant to speak but stopped.

All the big guys looked at Wang Zhan.

"It's okay, just come and see everyone."

"By the way, when can you heal the injury, give me time, I can arrange it."

Wang Zhan smiled.

This group of guys made him a fortune. In his eyes, these holy realm bosses are all God of Wealth.

"Uh…"

The sacred lords were a little confused when they heard the words.

"What's the arrangement?"

The ancestor Ziyang said subconsciously.

Yes, what is the arrangement?

All the holy land leaders are very curious.

"Making money, what else?"

Wang Zhan glanced at the saints.

"..."

All the saints looked astonished.

"What expressions are you all, Dongyue Emperor is half destroyed, countless people have been displaced, do I have to do something about it?"

Wang Zhan looked serious.

"For the people of Li people, I want to rebuild Dongyue Imperial City, but this requires a lot of money. In your eyes, I may be a money fan and try to make money, but I am not for myself."

Wang Zhan said awe-inspiringly.

Seeing Wang Zhan's performance, all the saints were taken aback.

The saints always feel that something is wrong.

"It turns out that the young master wants to rebuild the Dongyue Imperial City and save thousands of people from the fire and water. This is a great merit. I, Meng He, is willing to make a meager effort. This is three thousand spiritual beads. Please accept it."

Jiujue Holy Master: "This is ten thousand spirit orbs, please accept it from the young master."

The ancestor of Ziyang: "Young Master, I have 15,000 Spirit Orbs."

Nine Profound Holy Master: "I give out 20,000 Spirit Orbs."

Dongxuan Mountain Master: "You are too stingy, I will give out fifty thousand spirit beads."

A group of holy realm bosses rushed to stuff the spirit beads to Wang Zhan.

"Good people, everyone is good."

Wang Zhan didn't reject those who came, and accepted them all. After only a while, he received hundreds of thousands of spiritual orbs, and these holy realm bosses have been adding more.

"You are on the road, you are too on the road."

The smile on Wang Zhan's face turned into a chrysanthemum.

Gu Fei sensed this scene, but he couldn't laugh or cry, his disciple was a bit weird!