Chapter 934 Hua Xiangrong

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Colorful light filled the live broadcast room, completely dyeing the entire live broadcast room into seven colors. The dense colors gathered together, forming a light that almost blinded the eyes of countless monks in the live broadcast room.

"Ah—my eyes!"

"My heart is going to jump out of my head!"

"Boss, please slow down your rewards. I'll be there soon when I start the live broadcast!"

When the light dissipated a little, the monks in the live broadcast room immediately let out wails.

"who are you!!!"

Huang Tian spoke.

The wave of colorful light just now contained thousands of emperor-level props, among which were extraordinary and advanced props. Even he was slightly surprised by such a large number of emperor-level props.

Of course, he can also reward so many emperor-level props, but it is not worth it. It is not to arm the Tiandao clan and prepare for the future hegemony of the entire inner universe.

"Qianbi, if you can't, just shut up!"

Jin Jin's speech once again mocked Huang Tian.

Huang Tian was furious. He wanted to find out that guy right away, but he had no idea who that guy was, so the guy's nickname was blocked in the live broadcast room.

At this time, Jin Jin spoke again in the live broadcast room, again mocking Huang Tian.

"Aren't they just some emperor-level props? I have many of them!"

Huang Tian finally couldn't bear it any longer, waved his hands and took out thousands of emperor-level props, and gave them directly to the live broadcast room as rewards.

The colorful light once again filled the live broadcast room, and countless monks in the live broadcast room once again let out bursts of wailing.

They hate it!

The little girl in the live broadcast room is just a little monk at level 999, and now she may have become the richest monk in the inner universe.

Of course, the richest man must exclude Huang Tian and the mysterious man, but it is certain that even some top forces are not as rich as that little girl in the live broadcast room.

Countless monks had their bodies broken, especially those who were closer to the Immortal Realm. If they were bolder, the thousands of emperor-level props would all be theirs.

"Yo! A poor person still has some capital!"

Jin Jin's speech once again mocked Huang Tian.

As soon as he finished speaking, a white light suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

Countless monks saw this white sign, and their faces suddenly showed blank expressions.

It has been almost three years since the inner universe was digitized, and basically every monk understands the situation of digitization.

Countless monks know clearly what the white light represents, that is, it is the most common prop, that is, the lowest prop.

The problem is that when giving rewards in the live broadcast room, let alone white ordinary-level props, even red epic-level props will not have special light effects. Only props that reach the golden mythical level will have light special effects.

Now, what the hell is that white light?

At this time, Huang Tian was also stunned.

He stared at an item in the hands of the little girl in the live broadcast room. This item was the prop for the white light special effect just now.

A long sword, a long sword that looks very ordinary, even a little ugly!

Of course, not only Huang Tian, ​​but also countless monks in the live broadcast room also noticed this long sword.

Just when countless people were wondering why the little girl took out such a long sword, they heard the little girl say very excitedly: "Thank you for the 'fake fairy weapon' rewarded by the boss!"

boom!

Terrifying auras suddenly erupted all over the Thirty-three Domains, and the cause of this situation was the words of the little girl in the live broadcast room just now.

Fake fairy weapon! ! !

Countless monks couldn't believe what they heard. That ugly long sword turned out to be a fake fairy weapon!

At this moment, they suddenly felt that the long sword was not ugly, but rather handsome, so handsome!

"Qianbi, you know the gap between us!"

The golden speech appeared again.

However, this time Huang Tainan did not refute.

He has more than one pseudo-immortal weapon. After all, he almost unified the inner universe and obtained a lot of 'pseudo-immortal level' materials. He also spent a lot of time forging some weapons from those materials.

But the problem is, he has it, but he is reluctant to reward the 'fake fairy weapon' to that ant who is only level 999!

"Hahahaha...it's really poor!"

A red speech appeared in the live broadcast room. When everyone saw the speaker, they immediately became happy. The speaker was the Demon Lord Yang Xia who disappeared not long ago.

Huang Tian's whole body trembled when he saw Yang Xia's speech. He could tolerate the mysterious man's ridicule, but he absolutely could not tolerate Yang Xia's ridicule.

Suddenly, white light appeared in the live broadcast room again, and a blood-colored bracelet also appeared on the little girl in the live broadcast room.

Then, the little girl bowed and shouted: "Thank you so much for the 'pseudo-immortal weapon' rewarded by the Demon Lord!"

Wow——

The barrage in the live broadcast room went crazy again, and someone actually rewarded a 'fake fairy weapon'!

Demon Lord Yang Xia: "Qianbi, if you don't have anything, don't come out and pretend to compete!"

Huang Tian: "Yang Xia, you are seeking death, I will go and kill you now!"

Demon Lord Yang Xia: "Qionbi!"

Huang Tian: "I will crush you to ashes!"

Demon Lord Yang Xia: "Qionbi!"

“Ahhhhh——”

There was a sudden storm in the Heavenly Dao Domain, and an extremely angry roar resounded throughout the entire domain, and even the surrounding domains heard the roar.

In the live broadcast room, everyone thought that the fight was over after not seeing Huang Tian's speech for a long time, but suddenly, white light appeared again in the live broadcast room, and there were still three white lights.

"Thank you to Mr. Huang Tian for the three 'pseudo-immortal weapons'!"

The little girl in the live broadcast room held up a dress, followed by a long sword and thanked her excitedly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh - fake fairy weapon! Another fake fairy weapon!"

"I'm so jealous, I hate you so much!"

"No, I can't stand it, I'm going to rob!"

"That's right, how can He De, a level 999 piece of trash, possess so many pseudo-immortal weapons!"

The speeches in the live broadcast room were originally filled with envy and jealousy, but turned directly into greed. These speeches also made countless monks suddenly wake up, and then without saying a word, they quickly rushed towards the direction of the fairyland.

"It's over, this little girl is going to die!"

"Alas! The treasure touches people's hearts!"

"Who says it's not the case? Not to mention the four 'fake fairy weapons', even the thousands of emperor-level props that Huang Tian and the mysterious boss rewarded in the meantime, this little girl will become the prey of countless people."

The kind-hearted monks in the live broadcast room sighed one after another. No monk thought that this little girl could survive today. With so many treasures and four 'fake fairy weapons', the top powers would be tempted, and maybe even in the third When a 'pseudo fairy weapon' appeared, I was already looking for the little girl.

At this time, the little girl in the live broadcast room seemed to feel nothing, and it seemed as if she did not see the reminder of the barrage in the live broadcast room at all, which made countless monks who reminded her sigh.

They believed that it wasn't that the little girl didn't feel it or didn't see the reminder, but that the little girl thought she couldn't escape and luckily accepted her upcoming fate.

In the 'Secret Realm of Immortality', Di Yao looked at the little girl in the live broadcast room and said with some worry: "Is Rong Rong going to be alright?"

"No, but what I don't understand is, why did that little girl run away in person? And she has become so much smaller like me?"

Wang Xian frowned slightly.

That's right, this little girl who has received thousands of emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal' props as a reward is the disciple of the 'Immortal Palace', the flower in the romance, the one with the hidden profession 'Nether Ying' Hua Xiangrong.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Xian rewarded so many emperor-level props and a 'pseudo-immortal weapon'.

Yes, the mysterious person in the live broadcast room was none other than Wang Xian. It was precisely because the live broadcast room was run by Hua Xiangrong that Wang Xian repeatedly stimulated Huang Tian in order to take out more treasures from Huang Tian.

However, what Wang Xian didn't expect was that he wanted to use the 'pseudo-immortal weapon' to disgust some Huang Tian, ​​but Demon Lord Yang Xia suddenly broke out and rewarded Huang Tian with two exciting items at once.' "Fake fairy weapon" is simply a windfall from heaven!

"Wang Xian, Sister Di Yao, do you know that little girl?" Su Qiaoling asked in surprise.

She had seen Wang Xian reward the little girl with thousands of emperor-level props before, and later he even took out a 'fake fairy weapon'. She thought that Wang Xian was 'for money', but how could she have imagined that Wang Xian actually Meet that little girl.

"Yes. Her name is Hua Xiangrong, and she is a disciple of our Immortal Palace." Di Yao explained with a smile.

Su Qiaoling suddenly realized it and murmured: "No wonder, I thought Wang Xian had some special hobbies before..."

The corner of Wang Xian's mouth twitched, and he was too lazy to talk to Su Qiaoling, who was out of his mind. His attention had returned to Hua Xiangrong's live broadcast room.

At this time, in addition to Hua Xiangrong, there were also figures with blurry faces appearing in Hua Xiangrong's live broadcast room.

Although these figures did not emit any terrifying aura, every monk who saw them seemed to feel their terrifying and tyrannical strength.

"Who are you?"

Hua Xiangrong looked at the dozens of figures that suddenly appeared with an innocent face.

"It's finished, this little girl is finished!"

"Oh, she's so naive!"

"You are so naive. I think you are just stupid. If you close the live broadcast room and run away earlier, there are so many emperor-level props that can definitely be hidden!"

"It's too late to say anything now, alas!"

Countless monks sighed.

Facing the innocent look on his face, the dozens of figures showed no emotion.

They have lived for countless years, what kind of people have they not seen?

Even though this little girl is very innocent and cute, what's the use?

Compared with the thousands of emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal weapons', this little girl is nothing at all.

The reason why there is no action now is entirely because there are too many strong men present, and these strong men do not belong to the same force.

Also, if this little girl is really killed, who knows if all the thousands of emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal weapons' will be dropped?

After all, the inner universe is now digitized. If the player dies, not all the items in the backpack will be dropped.

If they were less lucky, maybe none of the four 'pseudo-immortal weapons' would fall out, and if they killed the little girl directly, their intestines would be completely broken.

"Little girl, hand over the thousands of emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal weapons' you just received, and I can let you go!" A blurry figure said calmly.

"Yes, those things are not something that a little girl like you can own. Hand them over and you can leave safely." Another figure also said.

"Little girl, hand it over and nothing will happen to you." A strong woman said in a gentle tone.

She did like this little girl a little bit, but compared to the thousands of emperor-level props and four 'pseudo-immortal weapons', this little girl was nothing.

"Why, this is mine, why should I give it to you?"

Hua Xiangrong quickly put the 'pseudo-immortal' sword in her hand back into her backpack.

"Little girl, hand it over now to avoid suffering, otherwise you will regret it!" A figure exuding a cold aura said in a hoarse voice.

"I won't hand it over. If you have the ability, come and get it yourself!"

Hua Xiangrong said angrily.

"court death!"

The figure exuding a cold aura was immediately furious and slapped Hua Xiangrong in the air.

In the void, a palm print appeared, and it quickly struck towards Hua Xiangrong's childish face.

"Bastard, what do you want to do?"

A figure shouted, and he quickly appeared in mid-air and scattered the palm print.

The eyes of dozens of figures all fell on the figure that exuded a cold aura, and all the terrifying power was pressed towards that figure.

"What do you want to do?"

The figure exuding a cold aura asked coldly.

"What do you want to do? Don't you know what your actions just now will cost us?" A figure scolded.

"Hmph! Of course I know what I am doing. I just want to teach that little girl a lesson to let her know what respect is!" the figure with a cold aura said coldly.

"Aren't you afraid of killing her directly? She is just a monk in the divine realm. What kind of cultivation are you?" Another figure said angrily.

The figure with a cold aura suddenly stopped talking. He really forgot about this matter for a moment. The level of this little girl was too low. Although the slap he just made was with a very small force, it really hit the little girl. The film was so scary that the filming was completely destroyed!

"snort!"

Seeing this figure with a cold aura, he stopped talking. The other figures snorted coldly and removed their pressure on the figure with a cold aura.

"Little girl, please hand over your things. I can make the decision and let you take away those low-level emperor-level props." A figure advised.

The realms of these people are all above the 'Tenth Level of the Emperor Realm', and low-level emperor-level props are completely useless to them. If Hua Xiangrong can hand over four 'pseudo-immortal weapons' and high-level emperor-level props, Hua Xiangrong can So why not take away those low-level emperor-level props?

(End of chapter)