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Brother Cheng, who was surrounded by everyone, felt a little regretful.

I knew I wouldn't be resurrected in front of such a person.

Although it has been a long time since I pretended to be aggressive by relying on the resurrection skill, the cost of pretending is very high.

When he absorbed the Talent Flowing Fire, hundreds of millions of years had actually passed by the outside world.

For the long history of Yuan Immortal World, hundreds of millions of years is not a big deal, but if the target who has been dead for so many years wants to be resurrected, it will consume a huge amount of system crystals.

The 145 Feixianmen disciples just now were all the pinnacle holy masters who fell in the last battle.

The resurrection of every peak Holy Master will consume him... 50,000 profound crystals.

Although Brother Cheng's current Xuan Jing has broken through one billion, but he is a frugal housekeeper after all.

That time when a million peak world gods of the Shinto League besieged 200,000 peak holy masters, the Luoxian Palace suffered heavy casualties.

The death rate of Feixianmen's elites is already considered low.

Some ethnic groups and Sects don't even have the level of the peak holy master.

It can be said that the biggest reason why both sides can tacitly maintain restraint during the confrontation period of hundreds of millions of years is that they are both hurt.

On the side of the Shinto League, the fall of the righteous god is even more unforgettable.

But what Jiang Cheng faced now was a bunch of resurrection requests, which required him to pay more Xuanjing.

After thinking for a few seconds, he finally agreed.

After all, the Ice Clan, Witch Clan, and Monster Clan are all his subordinates, and they have encountered them all, so there is no reason to refuse to save them.

"I declare in advance that there is nothing I can do if there is no wreckage left."

Hearing this sentence, many people couldn't help crying.

"Some were destroyed when they fell, where are the wreckage?"

"Ah, I knew that I was desperate to get back the remains of the clan elder..."

"Even if you snatch a hair back!"

Having said that, most of the pinnacle holy masters who died in battle were recovered with their corpses or remnants.

In the end, in a valley on Dongzhu Island, Jiang Cheng performed a group resurrection in front of experts from various races.

More than 2,000 peak holy masters were directly resurrected.

For a time, the scene became extremely sensational.

The sound of cheers and tears of joy resounded through the sky, and those who didn't know thought they had dug some great treasure.

"Mr. Jiang, thank you so much!"

"You know that the Great Prophet of our clan is omnipotent, hahaha!"

"That's not true. I already knew that Sect Leader Jiang has great powers. If he had been in the previous battle, we might have wiped out the Shinto League!"

"Maybe? Is it sure?"

"Leader Jiang is too lazy to come out of the mountain, otherwise, what would happen to the Temple of Fallen Immortals and the Altar of Gods?"

"Demon Lord, our Snake Clan will never forget your kindness! In the future, if there is a mission, we will never hesitate to die!"

Brother Cheng accepted everyone's thanks and compliments with a smile, and his heart was bleeding.

This wave directly removed hundreds of millions of mystic crystals!

The cost of pretending is also too high.

In order to prevent other sects and ethnic groups from running to him for resurrection, he could only pretend to be weak.

This brother adjusted own's face to be pale, and even vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

The cheers at the scene stopped abruptly.

Looking at Jiang Cheng who was so angry, everyone hurriedly surrounded him.

"Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't scare us, what's going on?"

"It must be because of the resurrection just now, and the vitality was seriously injured."

"Oh my God, President Jiang must not have any accidents..."

Not to mention other ethnic groups, even the disciples of the Feixianmen panicked, their complexions changed drastically, and they were in a hurry.

Brother Cheng tried his best to raise his right hand.

Intermittently said: "I, I'm fine..."

"It's just...resurrection...it was done for heaven-defying...I was condemned by God..."

After saying this, he subtly passed out.

At this moment, screams and wailing broke out directly at the scene.

"It's all your fault for forcing him to resurrect so many people!"

With a cold face, Yin Xueer picked up Brother Cheng, rushed away from the crowd, and flew back to the Great Hall in the middle of the lake.

The masters of various races who stayed at the scene felt ashamed and guilty.

"We forgot that resurrection is not an easy task, and we didn't see the price behind Leader Jiang."

"Yeah, so many people have been resurrected, his foundation is probably riddled with holes!"

"God's punishment, could it be the law of the cycle of heaven and earth..."

"Now I can only pray that his old man will have his own fortune."

On the other side, Brother Cheng, who returned to the Great Hall in the middle of the lake, was immediately filled with blood, and his face became red again.

"This effect should work, right?"

"Not only did it further increase their gratitude, but it also saved them trouble in the future. Brother is really a genius."

On the side, Yin Xueer looked at this brother blankly.

Just seeing the coma, her heart almost jumped out.

Only now did I realize that I was just wasting my feelings.

"You, are you pretending?"

"Yup."

Head Jiang spread his hands innocently.

"I have no other choice. After all, you know that I'm a shy person. It's uncomfortable to be surrounded by so many people thanking me, so I can only use that way to escape..."

"Shy of your size!"

Even with her status as the head of the sect, Yin Xueer couldn't help but lose her temper.

Raising his hand, he pinched the soft flesh of this brother's waist. Twist it hard.

"Do you know how worried I was just now?"

"How can you make such a joke?"

Jiang Cheng originally planned to push her away, but when he heard her fierce roar, he put down his hand again.

"Just remember one thing, no matter what the situation is, I'll be fine."

His tone was extremely serious, but Yin Xueer couldn't listen at all.

"I don't care if you're okay or not, next time you see I still don't care!"

As she said so, another soft, plain hand unknowingly reached out.

"Hey, isn't that too good?"

"What's wrong?"

"After all, I am the head, so give me some respect..."

Now that Ji Linghan and Lin Ninglan are not in Sect, how could Yin Xueer let go of such an opportunity.

"You made a mistake just now, even the head of the sect will be punished!"

Brother Cheng really wanted to say, you are encouraging me to commit another crime next time.

At this time, the anxious shouts of Wei Miao and other disciples came from outside.

"How is Head Jiang's injury?"

"Senior Sister Yin, where did you take the master?"

The next day, Jiang Cheng hurriedly left Dongzhu Island and rushed to the border area.

Here, he experienced another passerby experience without any sense of existence, and finally met other disciples in a fairy city on the border.

"Finally out?"

Ji Linghan, Cang Ling, and Lan Ning all came out to welcome him, and Jiang Cheng also saw a long-lost acquaintance—Miao Yu.

After complaining about the joy of reunion, Jiang Cheng directly cut to the point.

"I know everything that happened recently."

"Is there any strong enemy on your border, or is there an unsolvable dilemma?"