Chapter 1995 A Natural Guard Material

Latest website: After saying that, Taoist Qingji had a cold face and discharged more than 4,000 bottles of pills.

Although the number was far less than 30,000, what surprised Jiang Cheng was that there were almost two hundred bottles of ninth-grade imperial pills.

In today's Yuanxian world, has the level of alchemy improved?

You know, before he left that year, he had never seen anyone who could produce a ninth-grade imperial elixir.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand it.

Heaven has relaxed its restrictions, and now the concentration of immortal energy in the Yuanxian world is far higher than before.

Naturally, the number of rare materials needed to make elixirs such as immortal grass and elixirs also increased.

Those eighth-level imperial alchemy masters have ten times and a hundred times more opportunities to practice their skills than before, so it is a matter of course for them to advance to the ninth level.

Faced with Qingji Taoist God's murderous gaze, he skillfully put all these elixirs into his ring.

Yun Xiang couldn't help but write the word "submit" in his heart.

Man, you are so courageous!

Actually grabbing food from the tiger's mouth.

I'm afraid that you won't be able to enjoy this batch of elixirs even if you have the life to take them.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive the duel, how will you deal with a high-level Taoist god in the future?

Sure enough, Taoist Qingji immediately started talking harshly.

"Your strength should be worthy of these pills."

"Otherwise I will make you understand what life is worse than death!"

Jiang Cheng had even killed the Holy Lord, so naturally he wouldn't take him seriously.

The more difficult a boss he is, the more he likes excitement.

"Can I make another request?"

At this time, even Yun Xiang was about to faint.

Brother, please accept your magical powers, please?

This is offending Qingxiao Holy Land to death!

"Any more requests?"

The pressure of Qing Ji, a high-ranking Taoist god, could no longer be controlled, and it directly enveloped everyone, including Jiang Cheng.

The fourteen Taoist saints behind were so frightened that they lost their souls, for fear of being angered.

He sneered, "Tell me, what else do you need?"

Jiang Cheng shrugged.

"As the one-in-a-million ace players, we shoulder the hopes of the entire Hitachi continent, and the burden on us is not light."

These words made everyone present speechless.

one in ten thousand?

Still an ace player?

Don't you know that only the abandoned ones will be sent over?

Come on, no one is holding out hope for you.

Taoist Qingji asked expressionlessly, "So?"

Brother Cheng slapped his chest and said proudly: "In order to live up to the expectations of hundreds of millions of immortals, we must prepare for the war with all our strength."

"So in terms of daily life, I hope your school can do a good job."

"After all, you don't want us to be distracted by trivial matters and affect our preparation for war, right?"

Everyone finally understood what he meant.

This kid actually wants the Holy Land to send people to serve him!

Dude, can you think about your identity?

You are just a member of a mid-level sect. Even a Taoist-level disciple in this holy land will have a much higher status than you when walking outside.

Qingji almost laughed out of anger at him.

He couldn't say anything, so he could only point at Jiang Cheng and then left coldly.

As soon as he left, Yun Xiang also quickly left the stage.

The smiling tiger did not dare to stay with Jiang Cheng for too long, lest the Holy Land would think that he was instigating it.

The remaining fourteen people also kept their distance from Brother Cheng.

In their eyes, Jiang Cheng is a typical example of someone who will not die. They must stay away from him to avoid being splattered with blood in the future.

But Brother Cheng himself didn't take it seriously.

He also bowed his hands to the others and introduced himself sincerely.

"I am Jiang Cheng, Jiang Junshuai, the guest elder from Kongyun Palace."

"In three days, we will form a team to fight together. We can be considered teammates. We are happy to meet you!"

Unfortunately, his enthusiasm did not receive an equal response.

The fourteen Taoist saints from different sects opposite them not only did not declare their sects, but looked indifferent.

"Who is your teammate?"

"Nice to meet you? We don't want to get to know you, stay away from us!"

Someone quietly glanced at the nearby Holy Land expert responsible for guarding, and deliberately raised his voice, taking the opportunity to improve the Holy Land's favor.

"I can't bear to see anyone going against Qingxiao Holy Land!"

"That's right, the Holy Land wants us to represent Chang Luzhou in the battle. That's how they look down on us!"

"You actually make all kinds of outrageous demands. You are really disrespectful. Who do you think you are?"

Brother Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said in his heart that I am disgusted by the Qingji Taoist God. This can be regarded as a way to vent his anger for you who are not taken seriously.

Can you have some ambition?

"Don't be so heartless. Three days later, you still have to rely on me to lead the whole audience."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was greeted with all kinds of weird ridicule.

"Wow, someone is really not ordinary confident!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you say it as if he is different."

"We thank you, but you are so powerful, we can't even catch up!"

"You can go to heaven alone and don't worry about ordinary people like us."

"The competition will take place three days later. I hope you can do it yourself. Don't take us with you. We won't be able to endure it..."

Jiang Cheng wasn't angry at all, he just spread his hands with an indifferent expression.

"Okay, since you strongly demand it, I really don't care whether you live or die after three days of fighting."

In this way, the fifteen people in this manor formed two camps.

One camp is Jiang Cheng, and the other camp is the fourteen Taoist saints who have completely drawn a clear line with him.

Everyone thought that Qingji Taoist God would not be able to hold back his anger and sent people over to capture Jiangcheng before the game.

But to their surprise, just half an hour later, the Holy Land actually sent two disciples to take care of Jiang Cheng's daily life.

Not only were they sent, but they were also two Taoist-level disciples.

The only thing that made Brother Cheng dissatisfied was that both of them were men, which was completely inconsistent with his expectations.

"Are you Jiang Cheng?"

"We are the disciples of Master Qingji, specially assigned to take care of you."

"What do you want? Why don't you tell me quickly?"

The attitude of these two disciples was very bad. After all, they were from the Holy Land and they looked down on the small sects outside.

What's more, everyone is a Taoist saint.

Do you want us to serve you?

Can you afford it?

Brother Cheng has no interest in them either.

Hearing this, he smiled faintly, "With their heroic and extraordinary temperament, these two are indeed the elites taught by the Holy Land."

The two of them deliberately raised their chins, squinted their eyes and curled their lips in disdain.

They had heard similar praise from other sects too many times.

Now you want to flatter us?

late!

Then they saw Jiang Cheng pointing to the door.

"As an ace player, it is very important for me to prepare for the competition and practice these three days. I must not be disturbed."

"You two are full of energy and strength. You look like natural door guards. Please stay guard outside the door."

puff!

The fourteen nearby Taoist saints with erect ears almost spurted blood on the spot.

Are you praising someone or hurting someone?

Sure enough, the two holy land saints were so angry that they almost faded from color to black and white on the spot.

"you!"

"You are brave!"

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?"

Jiang Cheng waved his hand.

"Then inform your master and ask him to change to two people."