Chapter 421: Much More Authentic, Divine Clients

Zheng Fa was truly very wealthy now—or rather, he had money he couldn't spend.

Now, the flagship products of the Jiushan Grain Company, Jiushan No. 2 and Spirit Wheat No. 1, had already rolled out nationwide.

The purchasing scene was a sea of people, with gongs and drums booming and firecrackers exploding everywhere...

The reasons behind this were complex.

The promotional effect of that documentary back then could not be underestimated; as Group Leader Yang knew, many online sellers of divine statues had already started new businesses—

Anyway, the myriad gods

Zhang Sect arrived at the center of this desert land; he did not know that this was indeed not the center.

It was cold; Xi Xichen, who feared the cold, wore thick clothes, fell from the horse onto the grass, was luckily unharmed, but only fainted after her head hit a stone.

AJ was stunned, Ai Luoli was stunned, the entire IM team was stunned, and even the commentators and the audience players were all bewildered.

Ruo Xin felt that Ying Ning Wang seemed to be revealing the true side of the Thirteenth Young Master in front of her more and more often.

Chattering voices came from outside the courtyard; Ruo Xin's gaze shifted toward the door. After a moment, Bai Rong walked in from outside, still wearing a simple black robe, his ink-black hair tied up completely, with no extra ornaments on his body yet still standing tall and handsome.

"Big Brother, rest assured; leave this matter to your younger brother!" Gan Pei blinked his eyes and said with a smile.

By the way, when you read the last sentence of the previous chapter, did any of you guess that person was Lady Zheng Ye Jun, that is, Su Ruhui's mother? Haha, actually I originally planned to write it that way, but I felt that would be too much of a surprise, so after thinking for a few minutes, I decided to bring out Zhou Zinan's MM earlier.

The smile on her face remained warm; knowing Bai Rong's body was not as good as before and fearing she might scare him and cause both of them to fall, Ruo Xin wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed him against the wall.

Almost in an instant, the black-clothed hand, which was trembling slightly, poked a hole into the wall behind.

At this time, You Wen was extremely angry; this Kuafu actually had the audacity of heaven, actually dared to provoke her, and even beat her up; this insult, You Wen simply could not swallow, and was actually secretly plotting to kill Kuafu.

Meanwhile, the Laozu Sect of the Heavenly Fire Clan and the Laozu Sect of the Pang Clan had fought their way into the depths of the starry sky, confronting each other above that distant nine-layered starry sky.

Lu Feng's status was how noble, how domineering. Yet he had never truly cared about these things. Compared to those geniuses, Bai Muxue was the only one among all the disciples who knew how terrifying Lu Feng was.

And the filthy old Taoist also seemed somewhat anxious; his mouth moved again and again, moved again and again, and finally squeezed a single character from his throat: "Demon." The voice was sharp, not like a human sound but more like the ringing of a sword.

He naturally did not wish to perish; he desperately tried to mobilize the laws of heaven and earth, but found it had absolutely no effect.

After knocking everyone over in a circle, Ren Qingshuang returned to her seat. Just as she was about to sit down, her sleeve suddenly swept, knocking a chopstick onto the ground.

Li Shan placed the most weight on the "Thousand Rivers Moon, Ten Thousand Miles Clouds" array; the peak of Li Shan was the most critical part of this array. If that peak was lost, how could the great formation not be ruined?

All kinds of sounds entered his ears; Lin Xuan found it both laughable and frustrating. Keeping a low profile was his principle; he never expected that upon meeting, he would become the focus of everyone.

It is not that cultivation families cannot specialize in combat fighting, but time is limited and manpower is finite; the wisest course is to pursue a "balance": under the premise of not affecting the foundation of cultivation, learn as many combat spells as possible and accumulate as much power as possible.

The atmosphere at the scene was completely stagnant. The reputation of the puppet war dolls was simply too great. Anyone who knew what these things were was shaken by their terrifying name, and those who did not know, after being explained, finally understood what kind of existence this truly was.

Xiao Yi was greatly shocked: "Can Shen has already perished?" After speaking, without waiting for "Moon Venerable" to give further orders, he took out several more beads and urgently questioned the demonic cultivators beside Can Shen.