Chapter 1100 Abandoned Son of Six Meridians

When Jing Fengzi from Shenyao Valley was about to speak, Archbishop Haiming interrupted his voice.

"This is an elder from the lineage of the Divine Medicine Valley of the Vientiane Sacred Sect. I don't know if the Divine Medicine Valley knows the Brightness Washing Marrow Pill?"

Archbishop Haiming said with a light smile.

"Brightness Xisui Pill, the fifth-level top king pill, which can purify the meridians and improve the practitioner's talent for cultivating physique."

Jing Fengzi exclaimed, that is a rare kind of Wang Dan, which is of great benefit to cultivating disciples, and can improve the talent of cultivating primordial bones.

"That's right, it's exactly this pill. If God Medicine Valley is interested, my Holy Cult is willing to send this pill formula to God Medicine Valley."

Archbishop Haiming smiled lightly, Jing Fengzi and everyone else's expressions instantly turned weird. Is this a bribe?

Jing Fengzi's expression also became complicated when he heard this, he originally wanted to agree with Lei Tingdian and the others and accept Mu Feng, but who knew that Archbishop Haiming would actually tempt him with the Brightness Washing Essence Pill.

However, this temptation is really hard to resist. To him, Mu Feng is just an ant, how can he compare to the Bright Essence Cleansing Pill, accepting Mu Feng is just to give Thunder Palace face and them.

But Mu Feng's friend secretly scolded him for being despicable when he heard the words.

"I, God Medicine Valley, agree with what Rising Sun Peak said, I am God Medicine Valley, abandon this son"

Jing Fengzi said that he had no reason to refuse this temptation.

"Three pulses are better than three pulses"

The crowd was in an uproar, there were Sanmai who accepted Mu Feng, and Sanmai agreed to hand over Mu Feng.

Xuanyuan Haotian was aloof and had nothing to do with himself, as if he let Liumai decide for himself.

"Elder Yujian Peak"

But at this time, who would have thought that Archbishop Haiming spoke again, and looked at the line of Yujianfeng.

"In my Guangming Holy Cult, there is a sword technique named Guangming Fengfeng Sword Jue. This elder should have heard of it. If possible, our Holy Cult is very happy to lend this sword technique to the elder Yujianfeng."

Archbishop Haiming said again.

"Bright Wind Sword Jue, that is the top level sword art, close to the sword art of Tiangong Sword Art."

An elder beside Li Changsheng exclaimed, obviously knowing this sword formula.

Immediately, Li Changsheng's face became weird. This temptation is really a bit big. A selected disciple is exchanged for a top-level sword art!

"There is also this elder of the God of War Mountain. My sect also has a battle formation, the Light Battle Formation. You should have heard of it. My holy religion is willing to share the method of this formation with God of War Mountain."

Archbishop Haiming looked towards Zhanshen Mountain and said.

"Fifth-order Battle Formation Light Battle Formation!"

Someone exclaimed.

"The elders of the Thunder Palace, you should have heard of the light god Lei in my holy religion. As for the method of cultivation, do you want to know?"

Archbishop Haiming also said that the light god thunder of their holy religion, cultivated to the extreme, can kill the peak king with one blow, and its power is terrifying.

Hong Qianjue's expression became strange when he heard this.

After Archbishop Haiming finished speaking, he looked at these elders with confidence.

And the audience exploded.

"It's unbelievable that the Holy Cult of Light is willing to exchange for Mu Feng the marrow-washing formula, unique swordsmanship, fifth-order battle formation, and divine thunder cultivation method. How can this guy be so valuable?"

"Unbelievable, what is the origin of this Mu Feng?"

"For these prices, you can hire an assassin to kill a peak king, and the Holy Cult of Light only wants Mu Feng!"

Everyone was shocked and uproarious, looking at the silver-haired boy in disbelief, why is he worth so much.

"How despicable!"

Mu Kuang couldn't help it, he roared angrily, and Bai Ziyue's eyes were extremely cold.

"Mu Feng..."

Princess Ziyun looked at Mu Feng worriedly, and Hao Meili, who had recovered into a big fat man, also showed a trace of worry.

"This kid, how could he be so valuable!"

Although Jin Dongxu wished for Mu Feng's death, he was still shocked at the conditions that Guangming Shengjiao offered in exchange for Mu Feng.

Not only these ordinary monks, Xuanyuan Haotian was also slightly moved and looked at Mu Feng.

This kid asked Archbishop Haiming to come in person, and offered so many conditions in exchange for him. What secrets does he have?

The sloppy middle-aged man who was dozing off on the city wall also had a gleam in his eyes at this moment!

Shang Huang, many kings in the realm of heaven and soul, and all the monks focused their eyes on Mu Feng. Countless spiritual senses probed his body, as if they wanted to find out his secrets, but they only discovered that this was just a sea of ​​spirits. Just a junior at the peak of Yuan Zong.

However, Mu Feng's bone age was discovered by them, and they were slightly shocked.

Twenty-four years old! Mu Feng was only twenty-four years old, and at the age of twenty-four he had cultivated to the peak of the Linghai Yuanzong!

With this cultivation talent, many investigators present were shocked. Even a genius like the fourth prince must be in his thirties, and Mu Feng is only twenty-four years old!

This is his secret? Value, extraordinary cultivation talent? Although this meant that Mu Feng was indeed a genius in cultivation, it wasn't worth such a high price.

Moreover, the Guangming Sacred Cult took Mu Feng away. Seeing that this aura was not aimed at cultivating him, Archbishop Haiming had already said that Mu Feng was a criminal of the Guangming Sacred Cult.

All kinds of shocked and puzzled eyes focused on Mu Feng, but Mu Feng looked at the Thunder Palace, God of War Mountain, and Yujian Peak, the elders of the three veins.

The elders of Rising Sun Peak had an ugly face. If they had known, they would not have agreed to hand over Mu Feng first, and they would take some benefits from the Guangming Sacred Church before handing them over. Jin Jiafeng also regretted that the Guangming Sacred Cult did not offer them a condition.

Li Changsheng, the elder of Yujian Peak, glanced at Mu Feng, and sighed slightly: "I, Yu Jianfeng, abandon this son!"

The conditions offered by Archbishop Haiming are quite tempting, and Mu Feng may not necessarily join their lineage, so there is no need for him to refuse this benefit.

Chen Tiannan also had a strange expression on the God of War Mountain, he also looked at Mu Feng suspiciously, and said, "I, God of War Mountain, abandon this son!"

Hong Qianjue, the elder of the Thunder Hall, sighed. Although he valued Mu Feng very much and believed that he had the potential to become a core disciple, but judging from the benefits of the Lightning God's Thunder cultivation method to the same lineage, it is obvious that the Lightning God's Thunder is more important.

"My Thunder Palace, abandon this son!"

Hong Qianjue sighed and said, this sentence seems to have decided Mu Feng's fate.

Thunder Palace abandons this son!

Rising Sun Peak abandons this son!

Yu Jianfeng abandoned this son!

God Medicine Valley abandons this son!

Jin Jiafeng abandoned this son!

Zhanshen Mountain abandons this son!

Vientiane six veins, all abandon Mu Feng!

"Hahahaha, Mu Feng, Mu Feng, if you offend such a person, even if Feng Leizi protects you, you will not survive."

Jin Dongxu laughed out loud, feeling very happy, and looked at Mu Feng ferociously.

"This kid deserves what he deserves!"

The people of the Jin family are also gloating

"Boy, why do you like to cause trouble so much, this time you will die"

Ninth Princess Tuoba Yingyu also sneered, secretly sighing that she couldn't avenge two slaps with her own hands.

"Despicable, the majestic Vientiane Holy Sect, how can you treat the selected disciples like this!"

Mu Kuang roared directly, and couldn't control so much.

Bai Ziyue's face was full of anger, his eyes were full of sharp sword intent, and Yao Chuan was also burning with anger.