I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

"Su, Young Master Su, those 600 million holy stones..."

Feng Xingtian said with a bitter face: "600 million holy stones are too many..."

"This is what you said just now, and you want to repay the debt again?"

Su Zhan raised his brows: "It seems that you are really stubborn and hopeless—"

"Do not!"

Feng Xingtian felt a creepy feeling in his heart, and said in shock, "I don't mean that, I mean, there are too many 600 million holy stones, and our Feng family will not be able to get them out for a while, and it will take time to raise them!"

"So, how long will it take you?"

"This, I need to ask the elders to give Su Young Master a specific answer."

"Okay, then let's discuss it!"

Su Zhan nodded, not embarrassing Feng Xingtian.

600 million holy stones, let alone the Feng family, even if Xuantian Holy Land is taken out, I am afraid that the property will also be sold, and it will take a few days to collect them.

Feng Xingtian staggered towards the elders of Feng Xingtian.

Only at this moment did the elders recover from the shock just now when they saw the head of the family coming over.

"Patriarch, Patriarch is defeated!"

"One sword, the one surnamed Su is no, no! That young master Su, only used one sword!"

"The Patriarch is the strongest under the Half-Bus Heavenly Human. Su Zhan can defeat the Patriarch with one sword. Could it be that...his combat power is actually comparable to the Half-Bu Heavenly Human?!"

"More than that! I think he is probably stronger than the only half-step heavenly-level Holy Master in the Eastern Desolate Territory, perhaps it can be said...

Invincible under heaven! "

"Invincible under heaven and man... Our Feng family has provoked such a terrifying existence!"

...

The eyes of each of the windy patriarchs and principals looking at Su Zhan were also full of fear and shock.

It's not that they didn't think that Su Zhan might be strong, not even weaker than the Patriarch.

However, they didn't even think of killing them.

The head of their Feng family, in front of Su Zhan,

Can't even catch a sword!

Outrageous!

"Homeowner!"

Seeing Feng Xingtian approaching, the elders hurriedly supported him and went up to him.

"I'm not as good as others..."

Feng Xingtian smiled bitterly, a little ashamed: "I have lost all the face of our Feng family..."

"Master, don't say that!"

The first elder said quickly: "No one would have thought that the strength of that young master Su would reach such a level. It's not your fault, Patriarch!"

"Okay, no more nonsense, Great Elder, how long will it take to gather 600 million holy stones?"

"Six hundred million holy stones..."

The first elder pondered for a while: "The sale of 90% of our Feng family's industrial territory can almost reach 600 million. As for the time...it should be about a month!"

"Okay, I see."

Feng Xingtian nodded and said to Su Zhan, "Young Master Su, it will take a month."

"January……"

Su Zhan frowned slightly and said, "So long?"

Feng Xing Tiandao: "The 600 million holy stone is too huge. If Young Master Su is not willing to wait, we can directly hand over those properties to you. What do you think?"

"Industry, what do I want those industries for?"

Su Zhan shook his head: "Since it takes a month, then I won't wait any longer. After you have gathered it, send it to Xuantian Holy Land!"

"Yes."

Feng Xingtian respectfully responded.

Afterwards, Su Zhan also walked back to where Tang Wujian and others were.

"Su Zhan, didn't I let you keep your hands?"

Tang Wujian was a little speechless: "Look, you scared the old man..."

"Master, I have already left."

Su Zhan said: "It's just that I didn't expect that he is much weaker than I expected."

Hearing this, Tang Wujian was a little depressed.

Fengxingtian, the owner of the Feng family.

There are almost no rivals under the half-step heaven and man.

Can such a person be called weak?

Then I can't even beat him, am I weak?

Thinking gloomily in his heart, Tang Wujian couldn't refute it. After all, for Su Zhan personally, his words were indeed correct.

"Master, since it's all right here, let's go back!"

Seeing Tang Wujian not speaking, Su Zhan said: "Holy Master, they should be very worried about our safety, go back early."

"Well, then go back!"

Tang Wujian nodded, and immediately, he remembered something, hesitated for a moment, turned his head and whispered to Qing Yulan: "That... the snow crystal flowers of the Northern Wilderness Icefield will bloom in a few months, do you want to go and see together? ?"

"it is good."

Qing Yulan smiled and agreed generously.

"Then it's settled, I'll come to you when the time comes!"

Tang Wujian also showed a smile when he heard Qing Yulan's words.

Afterwards, after chatting for a few more words, after Elder He Qing and the Holy Master Divine Wind left, Su Zhan and Tang Wujian also left the Feng family.

"Finally gone..."

Watching Su Zhan leave, the Holy Master Divine Wind breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, looked at the lost look of the Feng family, and sighed: "If the holy stone is gone, you can earn more, as long as the people are still there."

"It's good that people are still there..."

Feng Xingtian repeated it again, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes fell on Feng Lin and Feng Shan, and roared, "It's you two bastards who brought this kind of monster to our Feng family!

Don't hand over your storage ring to pay off your debt! "

"Patriarch, we..."

The two of them just wanted to defend themselves, but they felt the anger of Feng Xingtian and other elders, so they immediately persuaded, and handed over their storage ring with a sad face.

This is so special!

I just got it in my hand and it's not hot, and I have to hand it over again...

What is this called!

and.

Although we provoked it, it was originally 55 million holy stones!

It's not because of you, the head of the family, that it's like this.

This can also be blamed on us...

Feng Lin Feng Shan glanced at each other and saw the depression in the other's eyes.

...

a few days later.

Xuantian Holy Land, in Xuantian Hall.

Holy Master Mo Wentian sat on the main seat with his brows furrowed.

Below, a very rare gathering of ten holy land holy kings, each with a heavy face.

After a moment of silence, Mo Wentian suddenly stood up: "Okay, don't wait for the other holy kings to come, you all follow me to the ruins of the puppet emperor, and when those holy kings come back, just let them be stationed in the Holy Land!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

"Holy Lord, this is absolutely impossible!"

"We're all gone. What if there are demons who happen to invade, or other evil forces attack the Holy Land?"

"Otherwise, let's go to the ruins of the puppet emperor to rescue the young master, the Holy Master, you are still sitting in the Holy Land!"

...

A holy king spoke quickly.

Mo Wentian said in a cold voice, "I'm sitting in the Holy Land, are you going?

The piece of information that Li Ping got, it said that the Blood Devil God had regained his strength and went to the ruins of the Emperor Puppet to seize the inheritance of the Emperor Puppet!

Can you guys stop the Gorefiend in his peak state? ! "

"This……"

The saint kings looked at each other, speechless for a while.

"Forget it, you stay in the Holy Land, I'll go!"

After Mo Wentian said that, he strode out of the main hall.

Those holy kings hurriedly stood in front of him.

"Holy Lord, don't move lightly!"

"Furthermore, Li Ping's news is not necessarily accurate. The Gorefiend suffered such a serious injury five hundred years ago, and there is only one breath left. How could he have recovered in five hundred years?"

"Holy Lord, even if the Gorefiend is very powerful, you forgot that Young Master Su is also very strong! Maybe, the Gorefiend can't pose a threat to the Young Lord!"

"Yes, yes! And Holy Master, count the time... I am afraid that the ruins of the emperor will be closed long ago, and even, if it goes well, Elder Tang and the others should almost come back, you are going now, it is too late! "

...

The elders of the Holy King are all persuading. Obviously, they feel that Mo Wentian's practice of leaving the Holy Land to go to the ruins of the emperor is very wrong, and it is meaningless at all.

"Step aside!"

Mo Wentian didn't bother to argue with them any more. With a wave of his hand, the powerful Saint Yuan poured out and pushed the Saint Kings who were blocking the way to one side. His expression was firm, the Saint Yuan was agitated, and his voice was like thunder, resounding ten miles around:

"Su Zhan is the hope of my Xuantian Holy Land, and the hope of the human race in the Eastern Desolate Region!

Today, the demons' ambitions for the Eastern Desolate Territory are getting bigger and bigger. After tens of thousands of years, there are signs of recovery in those super space passages that are accessible to the Heaven and Human Realm. If the demons invade the Eastern Desolate Territory, we can't stop it at all!

Even if the powerhouses of other domains will not sit idly by, but at that time, the Eastern Desolate Region must have been slaughtered by the demons long ago.

It has been tens of thousands of years that there have been no heaven and man in our Eastern Desolate Region. Now, we have finally found a genius who is expected to be a heaven and a man, or even a myth of martial arts, a genius at the top of the spiritual world...

In the Eastern Wasteland, anyone can die.

Only he can't!

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will find him!

Live to see people, die to see corpses! "

After speaking, Mo Wentian strode away from the main hall.

However, before he walked out of the hall, Su Zhan swept up to him from the steps below, his face full of surprise.

"Holy Lord, I heard your voice from miles away, so impassioned... You are speaking, aren't you?

But even if it's a speech, Holy Master, you can't talk nonsense!

I am only seventeen years old, you are thousands of years old, even if you die, I will not die, you can rest assured! "

[Author's digression]: I don't know how many updates before the 12 o'clock update, but my eyes hurt today