Chapter 3950 (2/2)

Jiushan Zun looked at Ling Han and said, ”in this case, you will show us the xianding.”

Ling Han pretended to be hesitant and said, ”it's OK. But if you want to prove that I have been wronged, how can I be compensated?”

This is his real purpose.

Jiushan Zun can't help but be speechless. Is this boy in the eyes of money? How can he make compensation and gamble several times.

Only big black dog is happy, this is its good brother.

”Well, if it is proved that you are really casting tripod, I will compensate you for the immortal method.” Extremely frost venerable does not want to waste time, waved a way.

”What level?” Ling Han asked, ”at least it has to be a saint, or I don't want it.”

All of them have strange expressions. Shit, I've never seen such a bold person bargain with a venerable.

The extremely frost venerable almost laughed with anger. Holy skill?

Holy skill is so precious. Which holy land is not regarded as the highest inheritance. Only the most core disciples can inherit it. You are welcome to open your mouth.

He thought for a while, took out a bottle of pills, and said, ”this is a small Nine Yang pill. No matter how seriously injured you are, you can recover.”

When they heard this, their eyes were shining.

Good thing. It's like one more life.

Ling Han is also a joy, finally squeezed some things, not in vain he so hard ah.

”Which one, do you have a Dan Fang attached?” He had the cheek to ask.

The extremely frost venerable almost wanted to rush up and smoke him, and suddenly waved his smoke: ”no!” His face was black, and he had seen thick skinned people, but he was so thick that he was speechless.

And others only admire, this is the venerable ah, who can not hold their breath, even the atmosphere also dare not out?Can Ling Han but dare to bargain, can not let people admire?

”All right, show the fairy tripod quickly.” Extremely frost venerable person urges a way, feel oneself are about to become a joke.

Ling Han ha ha a smile, he is to sacrifice his own immortal Ding.

Hum, a breath of ancient famine circulation, toward all directions drive and go, seems to be no far Buddha.

Ni Wenbai was the first to bear the brunt. He just woke up. However, he was shocked by the breath and immediately fell down on his knees. His knees hit the ground, and the sound was clear and audible.

Not only he, but also around the high platform built by Ling Han, circle by circle of tripod makers could not help kneeling down. Until thousands of feet away, the people there could barely control themselves, but they were still shaking and unable to control themselves.

It's the same with the casting tripod. Naturally, the foundation is even worse. All of them throw themselves into the earth, like worshipping my emperor.

Now you can stand within a thousand feet, at least it has to be Shengdan.

The wind is blowing and the audience is silent.

Song LAN, auspicious heaven, Xie Yingqiu and other beautiful creatures are all beautiful. No matter how arrogant they are, we can see that Ling Han is like a young emperor who is kneeling down by the people. At least their hearts are melted at this moment.

If Ling Han came to kiss them now, they would only warmly welcome them.

Lu Qi, Feng Jixing and others are jealous. They were once the most famous Tianjiao in northern Tianyu. They had high hopes and were praised as idols by countless martial artists of the same rank.

But now, in front of Ling Han's brilliance, they are eclipsed.

Now, there is only one person left in everyone's eyes, standing proud, as if the center of the world, like a great emperor, dazzling.

As time went on, those who knelt on the ground did not recover. On the contrary, they became more frightened and awed. Their forehead sweat was like a stream, and obedience rose from the bottom of their hearts and bones.