I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"The prestige of the quasi-emperor! What happened in the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Temple? Will the two Gods of Wealth fight each other?"

And many monks outside were all stunned, looking at each other in blank dismay, their hearts were full of doubts at this moment.

At the moment when the crack appeared and the power of the quasi-emperor flowed out, the God of Wealth, who had been weak after being injured just now, looked proud again.

"You still have one more chance. Immediately kneel down and bow your head to me, and offer the holy artifact in your hand. I think you are a good talent, and I can accept you as a servant."

The Northern God of Wealth looked at Qin Feng indifferently, and said, "Don't worry, being my servant is definitely not a bad thing for you.

You will be able to enjoy countless cultivation resources, and from now on you don't have to worry about Tianyuan's pursuit. "

What he said was not drawing cakes.

But he really has this strength.

The cultivation resources he has are beyond imagination for ordinary people, and even some holy master figures from families in ancient holy lands can only look up to them.

As for Tian Yuan, although Tian Yuan couldn't make Tian Yuan stop chasing and killing on his own initiative, he could make the reward offerer go to Tian Yuan to give up the reward.

He thought that no matter what price the reward offerer offered, he could get it.

This is his confidence as one of the four gods of wealth.

"Let me kneel and bow my head?"

Qin Feng heard this, and sneered, "Do you think you can do things that even those monstrous talents can't do?"

"Hmph! If you're still talking hard here, don't think about procrastinating! No one can save you here today, and no one will come to save you at all."

From Bei Caishen's point of view, even if the Holy Spirit College knew that Qin Feng was in crisis at this time, it would not have time to bring the holy dragon soul.

There is even less hope for the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in the more distant Canglan Region.

Besides the Holy Spirit Academy and the more distant Canglan Region, there is no way anyone in this world would want to save Qin Feng.

"Boom..."

At the moment when the voice of Beicai myth fell, in the crack, the more powerful quasi-emperor's power was revealed, and at the same time there was the sound of weapons recovering and moving.

Seeing that Qin Feng was unwilling to kneel down and bow his head, he wanted to summon the quasi-emperor soldier to completely suppress and kill Qin Feng.

"It's over! Qin Feng missed his last chance, the God of Wealth will definitely kill him today!"

"Originally he still had a way to live, but he himself refused, no wonder others."

"Here, no one can save him, and no one will save him."

In the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Hall, many monks said one after another.

In their view, the moment when the Northern God of Wealth sacrificed the Zhundi soldiers was the moment when this farce ended.

"Brother Qin Feng's life is not in danger!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Xianxian was extremely worried.

"This guy usually has a lot of cards, but facing this quasi-imperial soldier, without Da Xia Longque, who knows if he has other means."

At this moment, Yanse also felt a little uncertain.

He grabbed Chu Xianxian and Tang Rui by the shoulders, preparing to lead them away from this place when there was absolutely no other way.

This was already the only thing he could do to help Qin Feng.

It can be regarded as not letting Qin Feng down.

"Then let's see if you can kill me after you sacrifice the Zhundi soldiers!" Qin Feng said indifferently.

He was about to sacrifice Mu Yuan Furnace.

He snatched the quasi-emperor weapon from the Fallen Star Demon Lord.

Because he couldn't absorb the power from the Hibiscus Sacred Tree all the time like Da Xia Longque, so he always carried the Mu Yuan Furnace with him.

"Crack!"

However, at this moment, in the sky above the Temple of the God of Wealth, another phantom broke apart.

Immediately afterwards, an old voice came out from it.

The man's beard and hair are all white, and he has a childlike face, giving people a feeling of immortality.

His appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"East God of Wealth! He's here too!"

All of a sudden, exclamations sounded one after another.

Even Tang Rui looked astonished. Although the Tang family had a very good relationship with the Eastern God of Wealth, he never imagined that the Eastern God of Wealth would come here directly after knowing what he had reported to the family.

"you…"

The North God of Wealth, who was about to sacrifice the Zhundi soldiers, stopped immediately, looked at the East God of Wealth, and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Although you are in charge of the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Palace, you shouldn't let me come, right?" East God of Wealth stroked his beard and said calmly.

"Huh! You can come, but don't hinder me from doing things." Bei Caishen snorted coldly.

"If you kill the villains of your Lin family, I will naturally not care."

East God of Wealth paused, and then continued: "But if you want to kill the distinguished guests of the God of Wealth Palace, I have to take care of it."

"What do you mean?"

The face of the North God of Wealth suddenly turned extremely cold, and said: "This man killed my grandson, and his crime will never be forgiven!"

The Eastern God of Wealth was also slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

He didn't expect that things would develop beyond his expectation.

Qin Feng even killed Lin Mu.

"Why do I know differently?"

However, he quickly regained his composure, and said with a light smile, "It should be your grandson who wanted to seize Young Master Qin's Da Luo Jingjin, and he was killed after comparing it no matter what?"

After a pause, he continued: "Mr. Qin killed your grandson. Although it was a bit reckless, it also maintained the reputation of the Temple of Wealth. I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

"you…"

After hearing these words, Bei Caishen understood the purpose of Dong Caishen's visit, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

He said in a deep voice, "Are you determined to help Qin Feng?"

"Young Master Qin is a guest of the God of Wealth Palace. He is in danger, so of course I want to help." The East God of Wealth has nothing to beat around the bush.

Beishen's face became even uglier.

If Qin Feng can't be killed today, then his face will be completely humiliated.

However, after pondering for a while, he still decided to take a gamble. He didn't think Dong Caishen would be willing to fight him to the death for Qin Feng.

"Since you want to help him, then sacrifice your quasi-emperor soldiers!"

The North God of Wealth stared at the East God of Wealth, and said: "Today we will fight here, and after the winner is decided, we will talk about other things."

While speaking, in the void crack he opened, the even more astonishing power of quasi-emperor was constantly approaching.

It seems that the next moment, it will descend in the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Palace.

"Okay! Then today, the old man will accompany you to have a good fight." Seeing this, Dong Caishen was not afraid at all.

He also took out his God of Wealth Token.

Immediately after he activated it, a terrifying power of quasi-emperor also erupted from the crack in the void where he appeared, vast and endless.

At this moment, all the monks here were shocked.

"Hiss...East God of Wealth actually protects Qin Feng so much that he doesn't hesitate to use quasi-emperor soldiers to fight against North God of Wealth!"

Everyone in the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Temple was dumbfounded.

What happened today is simply enough to be recorded in the annals of history.

In the history of the Temple of Wealth, although there have been discord among the four Gods of Wealth.

But like today, it is the first time that the Zhundi soldiers will not hesitate to sacrifice a battle.