Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 623: Who is the number one genius on the list of geniuses?

Over the Beixia Desert, a huge light dispersed the dark red magic fog filled with blood.

Song Ci's late-light character was not extinguished, and she was also quickly collecting all the loot under the light.

Yan Lige, the princess of the Julu Kingdom, died. Although not a single mouse hair was left behind, the other treasures she carried with her were lost and all were preserved intact.

Including but not limited to, the Seven Treasures Escape from Heaven Chariot, Luotian Treasure Barrier, Thousand Silk Ecstasy Whisk, Submerged Turtle Shell...

These are all spiritual treasures, the first three are mid-grade spiritual treasures, and the submerged tortoise shell is a low-grade spiritual treasure.

In addition, there are several storage treasures on Yan Lige's body, such as earrings, rings, hairpins, bracelets... In the hands of this demon princess, they are all storage treasures.

Yan Lige's net worth was terrifyingly rich, far beyond the comparison of the second young master back then.

Of course, it is also possible that the second young master did not carry many treasures with him because he was traveling unexpectedly.

However, Yan Lige was well prepared for his attack on Song Ciwan this time!

Yan Lige died, due to Song Ciwan's floating clouds and dew technique.

At the same time, several maids and thousands of black-armored heavenly soldiers accompanying her, including the unknown old man in Taoist robes, also died.

However, except for the old man in Taoist robe who also died from the morning dew technique, the other maids and heavenly soldiers actually died under the illumination of the light characters.

It is worth mentioning that except for the old man in Taoist robes who is a human being, the rest of the maids are all rat demons.

But those black-armored heavenly soldiers are actually half-demon!
The scales of heaven and earth received countless air masses surging from the sky and the earth: [Human desire, the fear, anger, and confusion of the immortals in the return to void stage, weighing three pounds and nine taels, can be sold. 】

[Demon heart, the fear, fear, hatred and anger of the great demon in the demon king stage, four pounds and seven taels, can be sold. 】

【Demon heart...】

[Demon heart, the fear, confusion, and confusion of a congenital third-turn half-demon, can be sold for two pounds or one tael. 】

[Demon heart, a third-level innate half-demon...]

……

Song Ciwan could tell where the various air masses came from with just a glance.

Her attention was focused on the clumps of half-demon energy, the half-demon army of the third level of innateness——

It can be seen that half-demon can not only practice martial arts like humans and practice human martial arts, but at the same time, they can also maintain their demon heart!
This is very important. Martial arts is the way of the human race, but half-demon who psychologically identifies as a "demon" can practice the way of the human race.

why?
Who allowed this?

Come to think of it, this must be closely related to the current Emperor of Zhou Dynasty!
Not only does this person like to collect and marry demon princesses, but he also likes to... study half-demon?
Song Ciwan couldn't guess what he was thinking. When a person reaches a certain position, his thinking must be very unusual. It's enough to know some things. As for delving deeper——

It’s not that it can’t be investigated further.

But Song Ciwan believes that the prerequisite for in-depth research is to be strong enough.

As long as she is strong enough, she will push her all the way. No matter what the Emperor of Zhou thinks, who cares?

Song Ciwan manipulated the scales of heaven and earth, and collected the huge malevolence emanating from the demon and half-demon legions at an extremely fast speed.

The rolling half-demon corpse fell into the scales of heaven and earth like an avalanche, and so did the clouds of violent energy that accompanied it.

After the death of Yan Lige, the princess of the Giant Deer Demon Kingdom, she felt an extremely ominous feeling in her heart. She always felt that she would be in disaster at some point.

Song Ciwan never underestimated her premonitions. In fact, even if she didn't feel any feelings in her heart, she could still predict the consequences of killing Yan Lige. That must be a shock to the world. No matter the Julu Demon Kingdom or the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, there will never be no reaction.

Her mind raced and she was able to do it at the snap of her fingers.

All the monster corpses were taken away, and even the grains of sand contaminated with her breath were sucked into the scale of heaven and earth by her, leaving no trace of their presence.

When the light of the light characters was about to disappear, Song Ciwan moved his feet and released a six-star rare item he had obtained a long time ago: the Demon Realm Token!
It was a great harvest, she was going to digest and absorb it, and when her strength could be further improved, she would appear again and be at the top of the world!

In the vast light, Song Ciwan stepped into the demon world. Her figure and aura were washed away by the strong light and disappeared in an instant.

And just a moment ago, before the light illuminated the world, the imperial treasure ship in the distance was still struggling to turn around, trying to speed up and rush into the magic mist——

Qi Dongli put his hand on the magic weapon at his waist, and the imperial envoy was so nervous that he even took out the imperial edict from the storage bag. The bright yellow scroll was held in his palm, ready to be opened at any time.

This kind of preparation is even tragic, because once the imperial edict is violated, the imperial envoy will not only have his future at stake, but even his life!

The imperial envoy did this not only because he admired and admired the power of the "true immortal" in the magic mist in the distance, but also because he still had the bottom line and conscience of being an official in his heart.

Once the magic fog spreads, it will not only be affected by the Great Beixia Desert in front of us.

Guangling City, three thousand miles away, and even the people in the cities surrounding Guangling City may be harmed by this magic mist!
This is what is called a fight between gods and mortals suffering.

The imperial envoy didn't dare to say that he was definitely a good official, but he really couldn't bear to see countless mortals being invaded by the magic mist right in front of his eyes.

He couldn't do much, but he had to do something...

At this moment, the imperial envoy holding the imperial edict had even sketched out his last words in his mind. He even searched for rhythm and prepared to compose a poem, waiting to be recited to the world before his death, to be sung throughout the nine provinces, and to be recorded in history!
The treasure ship was still spinning, and the imperial envoy lamented: "Dongli, I have worked hard all my life..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a bright light ahead.

Like a rising sun, rising in the east in the vast black sky.

The magnificent light started on the horizon, but in an instant, like a sharp arrow piercing the abyss, and like a divine hand enlightening the chaos, it pushed aside the darkness and dispersed the blood mist in a moment.

Illuminating the world only for an instant.

The imperial envoy's voice was stuck in his mouthpiece and he could no longer express it.

He was surprised and delighted, and his emotions were so intense that his mind even went blank for a moment. It wasn't until a moment later that the light that dispelled the blood mist seemed to be fading away just because it had completed its mission, that he finally found his voice.

"Quick! Come in again! Rush in!"

This time, what they wanted to rush into was no longer the blood mist, but the clear light that seemed to be favored by gods.

The treasure ship finally set its direction at this moment, and there was no longer any sign of spinning.

The whistling wind blew from both sides, and the treasure ship accelerated into the light.

But the light dissipated faster than the treasure ship.

After a while, the treasure ship flew dozens of miles, and at this time, the bright light covering the world finally dissipated.

I saw a vast expanse of yellow sand ahead, and even further ahead, there seemed to be a huge sand pit.

Qi Dongli stood beside the imperial envoy, and the messenger talisman on his waist suddenly moved.

With a click of his finger, the communication talisman was opened, but an extremely excited voice came from inside: "Dongli, are you in the Beixia Desert? The list of Ten Thousand Spirits Talents has changed again. Do you know? Do you know? !”