The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

"Human boy, I recognize your strength."

After retreating hundreds of miles, Yuan Hong tightly grasped the dark iron rod with both hands, trembling slightly, and gritted his teeth and said, "How about both sides stop fighting now? I will not trouble you anymore!"

"no!"

Shen Yuanliang flatly refused, then rubbed his thumb against his index finger and said coldly: "You have to pay more!"

From the sky to the sea, the two sides have been fighting for thousands of years. It is not that easy to stop fighting if they want to. Shen Yuanliang will not agree to this unless there is compensation.

"Boy, don't push your luck."

Glancing at the Three Fairies on the top of Cangshan Mountain, Yuan Hong clenched the iron rod with his hands so tightly that it made crackling sounds. His eyes as big as copper bells were filled with cruelty, and a faint blood-red color could be seen.

The demon clan is brutal and bloodthirsty, especially the white ape clan!
Just thinking of the reputation of the Three Sky Fairies, Yuan Hong forced himself to calm down. He looked up and down at Shen Yuanliang with eyes without any emotion, then pulled off the purple-gold bag from his waist and threw it over.

"for you!"

After saying that, Yuan Hong drove the demon cloud and with a "whoosh", it cut through the sky, leaving only a long white line.

His money, that was the money he worked hard for half his life!

It’s gone, everything is gone. Yuan Hong is now just like when he first debuted, penniless, with a tear of poverty hanging in the corner of his eyes, salty and bitter.

"Mr. Nine, I will remember you."

Grabbing the purple-gold bag, Shen Yuanliang returned to Cangshan. After exchanging greetings with the Three Fairies, Li Wan'er and others, he came to the imperial study on the pretext of retreat.

"We won. The demon king retreated! No need to worry about being eaten by the demons as snacks."

"The leader of the Seven Monsters of Meishan, a famous monster in ancient times. I didn't expect that Your Majesty could fight him on equal terms. He is amazing. You are worthy of being my idol!"

"Given the time, who in the world can be your opponent? Not even the Seven Monsters of Meishan, nor Donghuang Taiyi!"

After a while, the whole Qingdi City was filled with noise. The people who had been worried about something finally felt relieved. The worry on their faces quickly faded away, and a strong sense of pride surged in their hearts.

In the entire mythological history, the Seven Monsters of Meishan are also very famous and occupy a place in the eternal wilderness.

Now, the Green Emperor Shen Yuanliang has intercepted Yuan Hong outside the territory, the meaning of which is self-evident.

Royal study room.

After waving his hand to signal the palace maids to retreat, Shen Yuanliang, who had been holding on, "puffed" and bright red blood gushed out, and the shiny imperial kiln gold bricks were suddenly spotted.

"so close!"

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Shen Yuanliang slumped in the armchair, feeling extremely weak and drowsy.

With the cultivation level of an Immortal Golden Immortal, Shen Yuanliang fought against the White Ape Yuan Hong, who was at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal level. Even with the help of the Dragon Vein and the National Destiny, Shen Yuanliang was now physically exhausted and injured, like a rag doll.

"The treasure of immortality."

After calming himself down, Shen Yuanliang communicated with the divine treasure of immortality in the dark, and endless vitality flowed through his meridians, flesh and bones.

The wheel of life, which was marked with more than a thousand marks, was spinning rapidly. After a short while, it shrank a part. Shen Yuanliang's life span of three epochs was reduced by one third.

Shen Yuanliang thought it was worthwhile to exchange his life for healing his injuries.

"Hoohoo!"

He exhaled slowly, and wisps of black smoke dissipated outside his body. Shen Yuanliang felt a lot more relaxed and light all over. He couldn't be better!
"It's time to open the blind box and see what treasures are there!"

Under the flickering candlelight, Shen Yuanliang opened the purple-gold bag, surrounded by the glow of the sunset, the colorful treasure light shone brightly, and the whole palace exuded a dazzling brilliance. Shen Yuanliang dug inside and touched a hard object the size of a pearl. When he took it out, a golden lotus seed appeared in front of him, and the warm golden light shone all over his body, making him feel warm.

"Golden lotus seeds of merit."

Shen Yuanliang stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open. You know, this is the lotus seed of the Golden Lotus of Merit. With a little cultivation, it can become a ninth-grade lotus platform, and a top-grade innate spiritual treasure will not be a problem.

Just thinking of the "Eight-Nine Profound Art" and the white ape's strange experience, Shen Yuanliang twitched the corners of his mouth, and a thick shadow covered his heart.

Taking a sip of boiling hot tea to calm himself, Shen Yuanliang suppressed the throbbing in his heart, picked up the purple-gold bag, and threw it into the void. Countless spiritual creatures from heaven and earth poured out like a tide.

In an instant, the entire palace was filled with jewels and precious stones.

"This is a 100,000-year-old tendon grass, and this is a 300,000-year-old ice flower..."

Shen Yuanliang was overjoyed as he identified the many rare treasures. At this moment, he looked closely and saw hundreds of strands of innate Gengjin energy emitting a sharp aura, cutting through everything and cutting through space.

An hour later, Shen Yuanliang classified and finally recorded all the harvest in a book that was an inch thick.

As expected of a demon king who is famous and occupies a territory, his wealth is as rich as that of a Daluo Golden Immortal. Thinking of this, Shen Yuanliang chuckled with his teeth showing.

"Buzz!"

A blue light gate appeared, and Shen Yuanliang stepped in with a bronze token in his hand. A wild and ancient atmosphere filled his face.

The first time is new, the second time is familiar. Shen Yuanliang strolled in the bustling market town and went straight to the Jinyuanbao Chamber of Commerce a few corners away. It was golden and full of the smell of money, and still as tacky as ever.

"Second brother, come out to greet the guests."

Before anyone entered, Shen Yuanliang's loud voice spread throughout the entire Chamber of Commerce, and the noisy Chamber of Commerce suddenly became quiet.

"Brother, you are here."

Jin Yuanbao, who was wearing a golden robe and wearing ten golden rings, ran out excitedly, took his arm, and said with a smile: "It's been a while since I last saw you, second brother, I miss you so much."

The hearty laughter is like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, making people feel good about it.

In the private room on the seventh floor, Jin Yuanbao personally poured a cup of tea and said, "Brother, you look so happy. This is a happy event! Did you pick up some money?"

Shaking his sleeves and sitting on the armchair, Shen Yuanliang asked in surprise: "How did you know that I picked up the money?"

"Did you really pick up money?"

Hearing this, Jin Yuanbao's eyes lit up.

Your money is my money, and my money is still my money. No matter how rich Shen Yuanliang becomes, it will all end up in his pocket.

Picking up the teacup and blowing on it, Shen Yuanliang asked casually, "Do the Seven Monsters of Meishan know?"

"know."

Nodding, Jin Yuanbao responded: "I have kicked a golden retriever to death, and I have punched a tiger-striped dinosaur to death. They are all powerful demon kings who occupy the mountains and rivers around Meishan for hundreds of millions of miles."

"Two hours ago, all of Yuan Hong's life savings fell into my hands."

Shaking the purple-gold bag in his hand, Shen Yuanliang's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Idol!"

He is a good person, why hasn't he found any money yet? Holding Shen Yuanliang's sleeve, Jin Yuanbao's eyes were full of admiration, like a surging river, endless. (End of this chapter)