Han Ling'er took Zhao Qingling's little hand, and the two talked familiarly, deliberately downplaying the unpleasantness that had just happened.

The two of them smiled beautifully, one was quirky and the other noble, attracting the fiery eyes of some young male disciples around them.

The surroundings were a little quiet. Apart from the low-pitched conversation between the two of them, you could really hear clearly the sound of a silver needle falling to the ground. Most of the sects with good relations with each other stood together. They reached a short-term consensus and prepared to join hands to win the war. Lingbao

The atmosphere was somewhat depressing, and the young disciples of the Qianling Sect could not hold their breath. If Zhao Kun had not been standing in front of them, they might have panicked a long time ago. Among the sects, only the Qianling Sect did not fight with any sect. The big factions join forces, which means that they will be at an extremely disadvantageous position in the battle for spiritual treasures that may break out in the future.

Zhao Tianxiang stood respectfully behind Ji Hansheng, with a fierce look in his eyes. He glanced in the direction of the Qianling Sect and glanced at Han Ling'er with vicious eyes.

Han Ling'er seemed to have sensed something and glared at Zhao Tianxiang, causing the latter's scalp to go numb for a while. Zhao Qingling, who seemed to be fine just now, continued to talk.

Zhao Tianxiang's eyes became colder and more sinister. He squinted his wrinkled eyes, stood forward, bowed respectfully to Ji Hansheng, and said respectfully: "This time, Senior Ji is helping the Rakshasa Sect to search for spiritual treasures. The Valley Master must have a magical elixir to extend the life of Senior Ji. I wish Senior Ji a long life."

"I dare not say that longevity is boundless. As for extending life span, if there is no panacea, other mortal things are useless." Ji Hansheng shook his head.

"Oh? As far as I know, a type of elixir has recently appeared in Zhongzhou, called Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. I wonder if Senior Ji knows about it?" Zhao Tianxiang said with a smile.

Everyone in the Qianling Sect became commotion, wary of Zhao Tianxiang, while Zhao Kun's face was as sinking as water, and his veins were pulsing, but he couldn't bear to say anything.

"I naturally understand that the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower has appeared in Zhongzhou, but I have been searching for it for several months, but no trace of it has been found. What a pity!" Ji Hansheng sighed.

"Senior Ji's search is probably in vain. The Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower already has its owner." Zhao Tianxiang shook his head with regret and said with a bitter smile.

"The Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower has been obtained by someone? Who is it?" Ji Hansheng asked, his aura rising sharply, his beard and hair standing on end, full of murderous intent.

"Senior Ji, don't be angry. I'm afraid Head Zhao knows better than me where the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower is." After saying that, Zhao Tianxiang moved his gaze to Zhao Kun's face.

"Zhao Kun?" His old eyes were full of power. Ji Hansheng's figure flashed in front of Zhao Kun, letting go of all his pressure and asking, "Zhao Kun, has the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower ever fallen into your hands?"

"Yes." Zhao Kun nodded and did not deny it. Although Ji Hansheng was a distinguished guest of the Rakshasa Sect, he was not afraid. In terms of strength, the two were almost equal.

"Very good, very good!" Ji Hansheng smiled sinisterly, "Tell me, what price do you want to pay before you are willing to sell it?"

"This Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower, I, the Qianling Sect, do not want to give up." Zhao Kun is neither humble nor arrogant. Even if the old man in front of him is very senior, he will not give in.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, Ji Hansheng's eyes trembled with cold light, Zhao Kun's face remained firm, the two looked at each other, each with suicidal anger. Some of the young disciples around them turned red under the pressure, obviously they couldn't bear it.

Ling Yi hid under the magma and watched everything that happened on the field quietly. He knew that Ji Hansheng had probably entered the Yang Soul realm and was competing with Zhao Kun. He would not be able to take advantage of it for a while, so he took this opportunity to rush out of the volcano. Escape. As for those who sneak into the magma to find spiritual treasures, most of them will never return when they encounter a woman from the God Clan.

Thinking of this, Ling Yi couldn't help but laugh secretly. If the masters of various sects died at the hands of the God Clan woman who lived ten thousand years ago, those leaders would not know whether they would feel so distressed that they would vomit blood. You must know that some of the masters of some small sects will lose their masters this time.

If you die overnight, it will be equivalent to the disaster of annihilating the family.

Zhao Kun and Ji Hansheng confronted each other. No one took action first, but there was a terrifying murderous intention permeating the surroundings. Everyone did not dare to breathe for fear of alarming these two people.

The two of them are the only powerful Yang souls in the field. If a conflict really breaks out at this time, no one can stop them. If they can't escape by then, they will be killed by the aftermath.

The stiff atmosphere caused the young disciples from other sects to retreat into the distance, leaving only the two groups at war with each other standing in the center.

"Zhao Kun, I spent half a million Star Soul Coins to buy this Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower!" Ji Hansheng roared with a livid complexion. As long as he gets the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower, he can extend his life for hundreds of years and throw five

One hundred thousand star soul coins don't care

"Si!" There were gasps of air-conditioning all around. Five hundred thousand Star Soul Coins, this kind of wealth, is as rich as any country! I didn't expect that this ten thousand-year-old fire poison flower would be so valuable, worthy of a strong Yang Soul.

Spend 500,000 Star Soul Coins to buy it

"Is this Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower really so valuable? Five hundred thousand Star Soul Coins, this kind of wealth is enough to buy a country!"

"Half a million Star Soul Coins are nothing. Haven't you heard that a hundred years ago someone spent 200,000 Moon Soul Coins from a sect in Zhongzhou to buy a Millennium Fairy Grass? That's a big deal!"

"Two hundred thousand moon soul coins? That's equivalent to two million star soul coins!"

"How could such elixirs be valued so much if they weren't of such high value? Let's not talk about the Millennium Immortal Herb, let's talk about the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. It is said that it can prolong life for hundreds of years. No matter how much of this elixir flower you have, it's worth it!"

"It's just that the 200,000 Star Soul Coins seem to be a bit short. The Millennium Fairy Grass cost 2 million Star Soul Coins."

"Haha, you can't tell, it's Ji Hansheng forcing Zhao Kun!"

There was whispering around, and many people turned their surprised eyes to Zhao Kun, and they all talked about it.

"Senior Ji, I respect you as a senior for speaking so politely. Just forget it if you are provoked by a villain. Do you still want to buy my Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower at such a low price? Others don't know about this elixir.

I really understand the value of it." Zhao Kun didn't let go at all and sneered.

"Zhao Kun, Senior Ji is willing to buy your Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. That is your blessing. Why don't you sell it?" Zhao Tianxiang walked up and asked Zhao Kun while pointing his nose and glaring.

In this regard, Zhao Kun did not face him at all. Han Ling'er made a face at Zhao Tianxiang, looking disgusted. Although Zhao Qingling beside her frowned slightly, she did not pay much attention to Zhao Tianxiang.

"You...you..." Zhao Tianxiang was so angry that he couldn't speak, "Do you want to make an enemy of my Rakshasa Sect?"

"It's not sweet to be strong, Zhao Tianxiang, don't think that you can do whatever you want with the support of the Rakshasa Sect. The Qianling Sect looks weak, but if you use the Qianling Holy Order, let's see how your Rakshasa Sect ends up!"

Han Ling'er pointed fingers at Zhao Tianxiang without fear, put her hands on her hips, and said sarcastically

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly became quiet. The four words "Qianling Holy Order" seemed inconspicuous, but their weight was extremely heavy. Even Ling Yi, who was hiding under the magma, felt his heart skip a beat.

The Holy Order of Qianling, as we all know, is a method that Qianling Sect will only use as a last resort. The Qianling Sect has many masters all over the world because of its magical elixir. If the Holy Order comes out, these masters will take action for the sake of kindness. For help, even some people who have nothing to do with the Qianling Sect will come forward for the elixir of the Qianling Sect. Once the Holy Order of Qianling came out, a large sect in Zhongzhou was extinct. This shows what the Holy Order of Qianling is. How terrible

Even those who are calm like Ruo Jihan can't help but feel their hearts pounding. If Zhao Kun really uses the Qianling Holy Order, no matter where he hides, he will die without a place to die. If he offends the Qianling Sect, it will really be equivalent to offending the world's most powerful people. By!

Zhao Tianxiang was covered in cold sweat, like a frosted eggplant that had lost its color. He stepped aside obediently, for fear of offending the Qianling Sect and causing death.

Many young disciples were also in awe and kept silent. Zhao Kun's eyes were filled with divine light and he stood with his hands behind his back. Although Ji Hansheng was wary, his aura did not weaken, and the two of them still faced each other.

"I offer two million Star Soul Coins, this is my limit!" Ji Hansheng said in a deep voice.

"Two million Star Soul Coins? You can only buy a Millennium Fire Poison Flower at this price. If it weren't for 20 million Star Soul Coins, our Qianling Sect would never take action!" Zhao Kun refused directly.

"Do you really want to force me to take action? So what if you have the Qianling Holy Order? The old man is already in his twilight years and is no longer afraid of life and death!" Ji Hansheng sneered. He would risk his life to get the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower.

Zhao Kun didn't say anything. Ji Hansheng kept his word. Everyone in Zhongzhou had heard this. It seemed that a battle was unavoidable.

He took a few steps back, and at the same time motioned to the young disciples behind him to move away, and then said: "Senior, take action. Although I, Zhao Kun, have limited power, I will not give in to the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower."

"Okay, okay, you're fine!" Ji Hansheng's face sank, "Even if you send out the Qianling Sacred Forest today, I will still seize the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Hansheng shot through the space like a bolt of lightning. Just as he was about to take action, Ling Yi, who was hiding in the magma, was also preparing to escape from the volcano. Suddenly, a loud laugh came from outside the volcano.

"How can Senior Ji swallow such a good thing like the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower by himself?" Before the voice could dissipate in everyone's ears, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi appeared in front of everyone.

He stood in the void and walked down confidently, standing in a three-legged stance with Ji Hansheng and Zhao Kun. Behind him, there were dozens of masters wrapped in black cloth and shrouded in layers of black aura. Lifeless, terrifying and chilling

"Moyun Palace? It's actually Yan Ye from Moyun Palace!"

"The chief pharmacist of Moyun Palace is said to have unfathomable strength!"

"It's him, why is he here? Is he here to snatch the spiritual treasure, or is he here for the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower?"

…

Ji Hansheng's face turned pale and he stopped. Yan Ye, the chief pharmacist of Moyun Palace, came in person. He should not be underestimated.

Zhao Kun also had a dark face. It was a bit difficult for him to deal with Ji Hansheng, let alone the unfathomable chief pharmacist. This person was probably here for the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. He was really struggling to deal with it.

The tense atmosphere on the field became even more tense because of the appearance of Yan Ye. Both parties were just trying to seize the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. It is estimated that the Qianling Sect could not save it. Even if the Holy Order of Qianling was issued, it would not be possible to stop it. Under such behemoths as Moyun Palace

Ling Yi, who was hiding under the magma, suddenly felt his heart pounding. It was almost impossible to leave the volcano under Yan Ye's nose. For this reason, he could only hide it.
Chapter completed!