Fantasy: What To Do If You Are Too Rich

Chapter 481 How happy he is at the moment

These two people are more than 400,000 top-level spirit stones and more than 80 legendary spirit beasts, and they are the defense crystallization of Samsung.

In addition, there are several techniques such as "Magic Binding" and "Magic Bone". They were thrown into their own space.

"He smiled, "Why don't you do this? I'll give you enough." I have 300,000 top spirit stones and 50 legendary spirit beasts. I can give you some fencing. You don't like fencing. Let's make a deal. Of course, I will leave Jianmenguan for 100 years. In a hundred years you should be about the same size. Then I will no longer count you, and everyone will live in peace with 007.

Ye Chen is lobbying Lan Yuan. Even in this desperate situation, he would not panic. He was calm: "We are all swordsmen. We can also use our own power to restore the Era of Illusory Dao. You can see my plan. Maybe the restoration of Illusionary Dao does not depend on my plan?"

Ye Chen thinks he is really a genius. In this case, he is still in no hurry. He threatened with the son of the sword, seduced with interests, and lobbied with huge interests. In such a situation, Ye Chen couldn't possibly fail. Once he escaped, he would immediately (aeae) summon the Son of the Sword to deal with Ye Chen and kill him. Of course, he doesn't even need to call himself the Son of the Sword. Just because he can refine the Great Desolate Spar, he can attract people from ancient civilizations to kill him, even if the sword gate is closed, it cannot protect him.

Huanhui looked at Ye Chenyuan. Lu Yuan was collecting his sword, and the sword was returned to its scabbard.

Huan Hui knew that he had succeeded, and the corner of his lips smiled slightly. He is indeed an animal. When Ye Chen used it, the land gave Ye Chen a heavy blow, and Ye Chen turned into a pig's head.

Huanhui, I hate the way you shake your fan. In this sentence, Ye Chen called 888. Countless fists fell on Huanhui. Huanhui was beaten, beaten, beaten, chased and beaten. Gradually, he didn't even know what he was doing. Pianshengjian has practiced wisdom art and will not be in a coma. His perception of pain is deeper than ordinary people. This moment is endless pain.

Huanhui, you've tricked me too many times. Ye Chen fought another 888 times, each time with amazing pleasure, even when he killed the sword demon.

"What's even more hateful is that you dare to go to Huashan. Those who want to occupy Huashan threaten me, damn it." Ye Chen hit again 888 times.

"It's ridiculous to threaten me with the son of a sword when I'm about to die," Lu Yuan struck 888 times.

"Die for me." Ye Chen hit another 888 times.

In Huanhui's body, he waved thousands of fists and his usual appearance.

The reason I collect swords is not to talk to Huanhui, but killing Huanhui with a sword is not that cool.

I wanted to threaten myself with the Son of the Sword. Unfortunately, this is a dream. I am never afraid of anyone.

I want to crush this feather fan with my fist!

You did very well. Good time!

Every punch on Huanhui Pig's head tells him how happy he is at the moment.

Four thousand five hundred!

480%!

5100!

Ye Chen threw one punch after another, and every punch was surprisingly good!

Huanhui, think of you as a feather fan! Heck.

Huanhui, I told you to pretend to force me! Time to kill!

Huanhui also plans to take hostages in Huashan. time to go!

Huanhui, I still want so many people to kill me! Punishment is right!