Chapter 2583: have a finger in the pie

Yang Yiyun was a little nervous for no reason, but at this moment, even if he wanted to turn around and walk away, it was unrealistic because he was already very close to the level. He knew that if he turned his head and left now, he would attract attention instead.

Just bite your teeth and move on. It's not always possible to check him.

Yang Yiyun was so self-comforting.

It was his turn soon.

"Stop~"

A **** blocked him and motioned to stop.

Yang Yiyun didn't move a look on his face and stopped.

At this time, I saw a man born with a mirror-like artifact and shining it on him.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun's heart is tense.

He has prepared for the worst.

If it's a big deal, kill the precepts. Anyway, the gods who set up the checkpoints in front of you are more than a dozen people. They have not yet exceeded the level of the gods, so there is no need to be nervous.

Yang Yiyun didn't feel anything as a mirror-like artifact shone on him.

He noticed the change in the mirror while the **** holding the artifact was watching.

"What did the sixth man find?"

Another **** came over and asked.

"My lord, this person looks a bit similar to the god-man we are trying to find, but his aura is not right, and his cultivation base is not right..." said the **** who held the mirror and looked at it with hesitation.

Hearing this natural speech, Yang Yiyun felt a little bit in his heart. Now he was basically sure that he was looking for him.

But the next moment I heard the **** of the gods again, cursing: "You kid has a brain disease, the kid we are looking for is in the realm of gods and has white hair, but this person is the pinnacle of the upper gods. He is a big bald head. Less than two hundred years have passed since then, and his breath is not right. How could it be?

From ancient times to the present, Lao Tzu has not heard of "then who can step into the upper deity in less than two hundred years, even those top geniuses will take at least a thousand years.

Besides, the breath is not right. Other things can be wrong, but the breath will not deceive. This kid has a faint demon-like presence on his body. The similar appearance has a fart. There are thousands of people who are exactly the same in the gods, you Don’t fiddle with the kid. If you continue to check according to the inverse, the number of people entering and leaving the Celestial City every day is hundreds of thousands, we are not like it. The first day of learning from other people’s gods, that day was really comfortable, you boy, don’t fudge~"

"Yes, my lord, I know." The **** who was checking with the artifact was taught a few words by his boss, and he nodded his head again and again, he himself felt that what the adult said was right.

It is true that they want to find a god-man, but not a high-level deity. No one can step into the realm of a high-level deity in less than two hundred years.

"You go quickly~"

The **** impatiently urged Yang Yiyun to go quickly, not to be the way behind.

Yang Yiyun was a little dumbfounded, and let him pass without interrogating a word, and he also heard the conversation between the two gods, he laughed in his heart, and no one else would be able to step into the gods within two hundred years. Heavenly God, but he is an exception. In fact, according to the real cultivation time, he has practiced in the Universe Pot for more than a hundred years, so the total cultivation time can be more than three hundred years.

But I am very proud to think about it. Even if he has been practicing for more than three hundred years, he is approaching the point where others look up to him in his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, it would be so easy to pass the level, which would have burned his hair out and contaminated him with evil spirits.

Bald heads also have the benefits of bald heads.

Soon Yang Yiyun passed the checkpoint and entered the huge Heavenly City.

He recalled the conversation between the two gods before, and heard a word of upper-level gods. This name sounds good. Perhaps it is the name of the heavenly human race for the realm of cultivation. What Yi Qianxing told him was an upper-level god, and what he heard now It's the upper rank, but it's not difficult to understand that some of the names between the two races are different, but they are the same.

High-ranking born, like a high-ranking god.

...

After approaching, I saw the three large characters of Dongchengmen written on the city gate. The city walls are about 100 meters high and covered with dense inscriptions. Obviously, this city is also protected by a powerful formation.

Yang Yiyun finally let out a sigh of relief after entering the Heavenly City. It seems that he has temporarily escaped the tracing of the Celestial Race. This is a good thing. He just took advantage of this time to cultivate into the battle armor of the Dark Demon Emperor.

Do something for yourself.

The first thing to do is to find a reliable refiner. He doesn’t want to be pitted, and what he wants to repair is the armor of the Dark Demon Emperor. The focus is on the pair of claws of the Dark Demon Emperor. They are all of the heavy treasure level, don't be blacked out, he won't make a sound when crying.

Thinking of things in his mind, Yang Yiyun walked forward aimlessly, but at a certain moment, he was suddenly hit by someone.

"The old thing will maimed you today."

At the same time was a curse.

"Ahhh~ I'm sorry, little brother~"

Yang Yiyun saw that he was the one who hit him. He was an old man of sixties, but his cultivation was a high-ranking god.

His nose and face were swollen, and he was cursed by three vicious upper gods.

This head is a Protoss with no mark on the forehead, while the three gods on the opposite side have a mark on the eyebrows of the Celestial Clan.

In the heart of the same Protoss, Yang Yiyun was not angry that the old man bumped into him, but reached out to help the old man up. He lamented in his heart that it seems that there is no shortage of bullying of the weak in any place. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Oppression, this sentence applies everywhere.

"Are you okay?" Yang Yiyun helped the old man up and asked casually.

But just this sentence made the three vicious gods on the opposite side open fire on him.

"Hmm~ Don't be so nosy, the kid, die, or I will interrupt your dogleg."

The curse made Yang Yiyun frowned and looked up.

"Keep your mouth clean, or you will tear your stinky mouth." Yang Yiyun has no good feelings for the heavenly clan, let alone cursing his heavenly clan. Anyway, there are three deities, of which there is only one high-level deity, and the other two are middle-level deities. It's not worth mentioning to him.

"Aha, the kid is patience, it's impossible to find death..." The vicious middle-aged high-ranking **** was waiting for his eyes, and there was a big disagreement that he would attack Yang Yiyun's posture.

At this moment, the old man hurriedly stood in front of Yang Yiyun and said: "Master Biao calmed down, owed your sacred stone, give me three days, and immediately return you, regardless of this fellow Daoist."

After finishing speaking, the old man quickly whispered to Yang Yiyun: "Little brother, hurry up. They are the people of the villain of the Celestial City. They can't afford it. He owes them the sacred stone. Even if it is not enough today, it will be a big deal. They dare not kill people in Tiancheng, you go quickly."

Yang Yiyun frowned, he was clear. It turned out that it was the debt collector. The old man owed the opponent's sacred stone. It sounds like this wicked gang seems to have some power in the Celestial City, so that the dignified old man dare not offend the gods at all. Besides, he owes the sacred stone First.

But at this time, the so-called evil man helped the gods sneered and said: "Old things don’t think I have nothing to do with you. How many have you said for three days? Today, if you can’t get the **** stone, I can’t kill you. But it can invalidate your cultivation."

"Master Biao, I really can’t get it out today. Please give me three days, okay? I’ve smashed in thousands of sacred stones in your Tiandifang, and I’ve never relied on it. Besides, the imprints of my god’s birth are all on you. With my hands, can I still run?" The old man begged.

The high-ranking **** who was called by the old man Biaoye sneered: "Old man Biaoye I have given you three chances, but you are running away from me, so how can I believe you? The imprint of the god's birth is useful, even if Destroying at most makes your cultivation level drop a little bit. It is a fart for Lao Tzu. I only recognize God Stone. Today you said that I could not let you go, but I could not trust you.

Now I'll give you two paths. The first is the sacred stone that an old man obediently handed over, and the second Lao Tzu will abolish your cultivation base and choose for yourself. "The high-ranking **** who claims to be Lord Biao looked at the old man with a grinning smile.

I also glanced at Yang Yiyun intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were really threatening, that means don't be too nosy, or I will even tidy up with you.

Yang Yiyun understood it. The old man seemed to have gone to a place similar to a gambling shop. He didn't expect that there were such games in the God Realm. No matter where it was, gambling was a harmful thing.

Perhaps the old man took the blame, but the other party was not good at it either.

What Yang Yiyun didn't see in his life was a gambler. After he wanted to understand it, he turned around and prepared to leave. Since he was a gambler, he didn't want to care about it.

But behind him came the old man's pleading, and he knelt on the ground with a thump.

But the high-ranking **** named Biao Ye kicked the old man and cursed in a vicious voice: "Old things, you lowly protoss are very cheap, don't have the capital to enter the world? Since you can't get the **** stone. , I will abolish you~"

When the words fell, he suddenly fisted at the old man's Dantian and left.

On the other hand, Yang Yiyun heard the other party cursing the lowly Protoss, he was angry for no reason, turned around abruptly, rushed over with a swish, and fisted away.

"Boom~ Click~"

"Ah~"

With a bang, Yang Yiyun punched Master Biao against his fist, and suddenly there was a sound of bone fracture, and he fell to the ground accompanied by Master Biao's screams.

Yang Yiyun followed closely and stepped on the chest of Biao Ye, his whole body exploded.

But it was a moment that stunned Lord Biao and the two middle-ranked gods around him, and even the old man was stunned.

"How much sacred stone does he owe you?" Yang Yiyun stepped on the cold voice of Lord Biao and asked.

Biao Ye was frightened by Yang Yiyun's intrepidity. He didn't expect that he was also a high-ranking god, but he didn't expect that this bald head was much stronger than him, and the aura he radiated was far greater than him.

Subconsciously stammered: "Eight thousand and eight hundred low-grade divine stones with benefits."

Yang Yiyun waved his hand and suddenly 10,000 lower-grade sacred stones appeared beside Lord Biao, and said in a deep voice, "This is 10,000 sacred stones, including your medical expenses, is that enough?"

He let go of his foot while speaking.

Lord Biao saw that this bald young man was casually shot with 10,000 lower-grade sacred stones. His attitude was extraordinary and his strength was good. He suddenly felt guilty. He knew that there were many big powers in the Protoss that he couldn't afford, and the evil gang behind him also provokes him. Sorry.

This bald young man seemed to be a child born from some powerful force, otherwise the 10,000 lower-grade sacred stone would come out without blinking his eyes, and he would not be able to provoke him or bear it.

Besides, he also received a thousand or two hundred sacred stones. The medical expenses for broken bones are nothing at all. The sacred stone is everything in the eyes of Lord Biao, even if it is a thousand sacred stones, it is a great wealth for many people. .

"Enough... Enough~" In the end, Lord Biao nodded again and again, with a smile on his face, and he would leave after putting away the sacred stone. Anyway, he didn't dare to provoke him until he knew the origin of this bald head.

"Wait~" Yang Yiyun said.

"This...sir, what else can you tell me?" Lord Biao's heart tightened, and he asked with a smile.

Yang Yiyun looked at this person's face, really feeling sick, if he didn't want to be out of line, he really wanted to kill this guy.

He took a deep breath, pointed at the old man, and said, "Is he going to leave the mark of God's birth."

Master Biao was taken aback for a moment, and then he nodded and said, "I forgot, I should have done it~"

After speaking, the old man who took out a magic card and threw it to the old man said: "The old thing is lucky this time, and you ran into this kind adult. This is the magic card and the contract, and the two are cleared."

The old man took the magic card and looked in a trance.

"Sir, can we go now?" Biao Ye asked cautiously.

Yang Yiyun said coldly: "Go away~"

The latter disappeared in a blink of an eye, like being amnesty.

Yang Yiyun also turned and left without even looking at the old man. He shot ten thousand sacred stones because he did not lack the sacred stones. The key point was that the old man was a protoss, and he was also an ascended protoss. He was in the same vein and moved a sympathy.