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Chapter 490 The Nine Realms of Saints

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    Soon, Geng Ming wrote back, saying that he did not remember the existence of this goblin group, maybe because he had not noticed it before.

    He said it was not important. What kind of goblin group could block the authoritarian iron fist of He Ancheng?

    He also said that if the goblins don¡¯t talk nicely when they get to Thunder Mountain, he will personally take action and beat the goblins until they scream.

    Chunhe rolled his eyes, Hammer Man still used Gengming?

    "Can you find out the cultivation level of the strongest person in this goblin tribe?" Chunhe asked.

    "No."

    Chunhe frowned, "Then let's explore again."

    "Here!"

    Watching the warriors from the Defense Committee leave, Chunhe suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. This goblin tribe might be very powerful

    The white clouds are floating, stirring up boundless waves, and time is flowing through the gaps.

    Soon, there were warriors from the Defense Committee reporting back.

    "City Lord, we have found out that there is a saint in the goblin tribe of Thunder Mountain!" The warrior of the Defense Committee looked serious at this time, and his eyes were like daggers.

    "Saint?" Chunhe said, touching his chin.

    After a pause, "Meeting!"

    "This is the situation, let's talk about it, what should we do?" Chunhe said in the senior group.

    "City Lord, we, the Saint Peepers, will take action together to capture the Goblin Saint!"

    ¡°You¡¯re thinking shit, what do you think a saint is?¡±

    "Then what do you think we should do? Are we going to reason with the goblin saint?"

    "Why not? You can travel all over the world with reason! I believe that saints are still reasonable."

    "You've already got a glimpse of the holy way, and I haven't seen you preach a penny of truth."

    The senior officials were quarreling, and Chunhe's head was getting big. But from the quarrel, he understood that it was extremely difficult to become a saint. The ninth level or realm of saints. Generally speaking, non-sage warrior monks would not care about these. After all, as long as  A saint can crush himself, but there is a contrast between saints.

    The first state is the state of self-stopping.

    The second realm is Peke realm.

    The third realm is the Star Departure realm.

    The fourth realm is Sunfang realm.

    The fifth realm is the realm of Chuanqin.

    The sixth realm is Yujia realm.

    The seventh realm is the Jiaqi realm.

    The eighth realm, thick dream realm

    The ninth realm is the same realm.

    The saints of the Nine Realms are more powerful than the others. The sum total of all the Saint Peeping Paths in Chunhe and Ancheng is not enough to defeat the Thunder Mountain Goblin Saint

    No matter what level or level the Goblin Saint of Thunder Mountain is, he can't beat him.

    This is how to do?

    Just when Chunhe was upset, the wise man's voice was loud and clear, "City Lord, it's better for me to explore the way. After all, I am also a goblin, and the goblin saint should not make things difficult for me."

    As soon as the wise man¡¯s words came out, everyone else was silent for a while, because they knew that what the wise man said was the best solution.

    Chunhe hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, then you'll make the first move. If nothing can be done, withdraw in time. Safety first."

    "Here!" the wise man responded.

    "Wise Chairman, you must be careful when you go there. I heard that saints cannot be disobeyed. Be careful what you say. You must not be like what we did in He'an."

    "Yes, wise man, act according to circumstances and never act on impulse."

    Faced with the concern from many high-level officials, the wise man was very moved. His eyes turned red instantly. He was worthy of being a comrade who had weathered the storm together. So he said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for your concern, but asking for help is not as good as sending a huge sum of money."  Why don¡¯t you guys send me a red envelope?¡±

    It turned out that the lively group suddenly became deserted, but Chunhe couldn't stand it and sent a red envelope.

    The wise man sighed, "When things come to an end, I realize that it is better to be the city lord"

    Having said this, the wise man suddenly shouted, "City Lord, why can't I open this red envelope?"

    Others followed suit and found that they couldn't open it either.

    At this time, Chunhe said in a tone full of revolutionary faith, "At this time, you cannot check a proletarian red envelope through any version of the letter, because the wealth of the proletariat needs to be won with your own hands."

    Facing the wise man¡¯s sad eyes, Chunhe really had no choice, so he said, ¡°Let¡¯s do this. Before I leave, I¡¯ll ask you for a signature. I wish you good luck on your trip.¡±

    &nb; "Our city lord is very good at eating!"

    After muttering for a long time, everyone finally remembered the power of their city lord.

    Hearing the chattering words of these prisoners, the goblin with the mole on his face felt that they were playing him, so the cold and stern look on his face suddenly surged like a sea tide. He waved his hand heavily, "Since they don't want to live, then  Just help them! Kill them!"

    "Yes, Lord Dongdong!" A group of goblins responded one after another.

    At the same time, the evil energy from these goblins roared out, hitting the armor and emitting a dim light. The surrounding mountain walls trembled and the ground shook.

    Faced with this surging force, Prisoner An's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, but the ferocious look in his eyes became more and more obvious. Although they were trapped by restraints at this time, it looked like they were obviously going to spit out the enemy's bloody spit even if they died.  .

    Seeing He An¡¯s captive like this, all the goblins felt cold for no reason. Even Dongdong, the goblin with the mole on his face, narrowed his eyes.

    Before his men took action, he pointed at the He'an tribe and said, "Kill him and you will all live!"

    After saying that, he glanced at the He'an alien race with bright eyes. Seeing that Dongdong still had the idea of ??surrendering, the other goblins subconsciously dispersed some fluctuations. In their opinion, these prisoners must be people who are looking for survival, and the human race must not survive.  .

    All the goblins are waiting for the decision to take the prisoners.

    "The one who strikes first will be rewarded with a pair of high-quality armor!" Dongdong increased the stakes again at this time.

    While speaking, Dongdong waved his hand, and a pair of armor as red as blood fell from his Qiankun Ring to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust.

    "Minghuang Armor, Master Dongdong is really willing to give it up!"

    ¡°Look, these prisoners¡¯ eyes are straight!¡±

    "That's natural. Minghuang Armor is hard to find in the market. It's priceless but not marketable. Whoever can get it means an opportunity, of course."

    Many goblins made a loud noise, but just as they were discussing enthusiastically, they heard a shocked and angry words, "They are just using this rag to humiliate us?" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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