Chapter 1545 Kill Potato

Chapter 1545 Kill Potato

"You really know how to do business." Ye Chen glanced at the thin old man with relief.

"I sell a lot of information, and I earn a lot." The thin old man cracked a smile. "Since it is what fellow Daoists want, I just happen to have it. As for the price of information, fellow Daoists have money."

"I got water in my head and ran to the same place to buy information." Ye Chen shook his head sighingly and gave three million Originium stones, secretly thinking that the thin old man must have recognized him.

"Don't worry, Skynet has a very professional ethics." The thin old man laughed, just burying his head in counting the Originium, "Never reveal the buyer's information. Besides, I don't even know who you are."

"It's not too bad." Ye Chen received the information and poked the thin old man with his finger, "Do you know there is a mercenary group, the reliable, bold, and lifeless kind."

The thin old man coughed dryly, and was very sure that the Kunpeng clan was going to be killed, "There are quite a few mercenary groups, the reliable, bold, and lifeless ones, there is only one family, Nanyu calls it Chiyan , each of them is a ruthless character, but the commission is not generally high."

Having said that, the old man also stuffed Ye Chen with a small note, "Put this aside and go find Kill Potian."

"Damn it, the name is so domineering!" Ye Chen took the note, and still didn't forget to click his tongue. He could imagine that the one called Sha Potian must have a strong physique.

"You have to hurry up, it's too late, the Kunpeng people in the mines can go back to the family." The skinny old man said something vaguely, and then continued to count the Originium.

Ye Chen didn't speak, and glanced up and down at the thin old man earnestly. This guy is a master who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and he is the kind that thieves like to watch.

Glancing at the thin old man one last time, he turned away and went to the teleportation array in the city.

According to the address listed on the old man's note, he shuttled through two ancient cities before he came to an ancient city called Dongtian, and went straight to a corner of the ancient city, where there was a small manor.

The manor's facade is not big, but it is a real world. When he walked in, three or five big men with bare arms were eating stewed meat around a large iron pot, their voices were rough and murderous.

Looking at their cultivation base, they are all quasi-sage kings, and the bandits are bandits, they are really like bandits.

"Who are you looking for?" The bald man glanced at Ye Chen, but he couldn't see Ye Chen's true face.

"Kill the sky.

"Marven Ye replied casually, not treating himself as an outsider, he rolled up his sleeves, approached the big iron pot, and took out a piece of stewed meat from the inside, gnawing it deliciously.

"Do you want to invite mercenaries?" A cold female voice floated out from an attic. Before she could finish her words, a black-clothed woman appeared, with a mysterious movement, but wearing a mask.

"Holy King." Ye Chen was surprised, and at a glance, he saw through the face of the black-clothed woman, not to mention peerless, at least the country and the city, a pair of beautiful eyes, clear and withered, aqua-blue hair, silky The strands are dyed with brilliance, which does not match the black clothes.

"Boss." Several big men shouted one after another, then continued to eat meat and drink.

"Are you killing Potian?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in black tentatively.

"What? It's not like it?" The black-clothed woman glanced at Ye Chen, but her pretty brows frowned. With her holy king-level cultivation, she couldn't see through Ye Chen's mystery, he was too mysterious.

"Shapotian is actually a woman." Ye Chen sighed, this is two extremes from what he imagined, a good girl, what kind of name is this.

After sighing, he coughed, "Can you tell me how many people you have in Chiyan?"

"No comment." Sha Potian said lightly, "You just need to tell me how many people to use, what level you need, and the tasks. Next, we will discuss the price."

"Refreshing." Ye Chen smiled, "No nonsense, I need nine great saints and a hundred saint kings."

As soon as these words came out, not only did they kill Potian, but in this manor, whether they were eating meat and drinking, or bragging about flirting with girls, their eyes were all gathered here without exception.

Nine great saints, one hundred saint kings, what kind of lineup is this, are you going to attack the sect?

After three or five seconds, Shapo Genius said softly, "Chi Yan can barely make enough for this kind of lineup for Daoist friends, but at this price, Daoist friend, you may not be able to pay, it requires 300 million Origin Stones."

"300 million source stones, please move this lineup, it's worth it." Ye Chen smiled, "money is not a problem, I need to see nine great saints and a hundred saint kings within an hour, please hurry up."

"You haven't said the mission yet. Although Chi Yan is strong, he doesn't accept every mission."

"The task is very simple. Tonight, I will carry the three Originium mines of the Kunpeng tribe." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, "At that time, there will be nine great saints to help you with the Red Flame Legion."

"Kunpeng Mine?" Sha Potian frowned, his beautiful eyes flickered with deep meaning, and once again swept Ye Chen, asking such a lineup of mercenaries, this task is not as simple as it is said.

"This task, Chi Yan can take it." Ye Chen asked, and went to the pot to fish for the meat again.

"Naturally pick up." Sha Potian turned around and went back to the attic, "Wait here for a while."

"Slippery." Ye Chen waved his hand at will, and approached the big iron pot where the meat was stewed again.

The mercenaries in the manor didn't speak, they just looked at Ye Chen like that. The order they received today may be the biggest since Chi Yan was established, and the task is also very awesome.

The Kunpeng Clan's Origin Stone Mine was stationed by a cultivator army, and many of them were strong. If this angered the Kunpeng Clan, the consequences would not be very good, and it might be a disaster.

Ye Chen ignored the eyes of all directions and only focused on eating meat and drinking. The skinny old man in the net branch that day, the recommended mercenary group was very reliable, and he also accepted the task of engaging the Kunpeng clan. It was really reliable, bold, and not enough Life, and what he needs is such a mercenary group.

Although he has many tyrannical dead generals, he also believes that he can carry a mine of the Kunpeng tribe, but this is far from enough.

It is still at all costs, he has money, and the most important thing is to let the Kunpeng family see blood.

Moreover, since it is a source stone mine, there are quite a lot of source stones, and the strong guards, those storage bags and magic tools can also be taken away by the way, so he is not at a loss.

After half an hour, people kept entering the manor, all of them were covered with a black robe, all wore a ghost mask, and they all covered their bodies with secret methods, and their evil spirits were also strong.

Ye Chen glanced at them, no more than one hundred statues, all of them were holy kings. He could see through their true faces, and he admitted that he had never seen them before.

Next came the nine great saints, who, like the hundred saint kings, were covered in black robes and masks, and the secret techniques they concealed were even more mysterious, but they could not escape Ye Chen's immortal eyes.

"The top of Chiyan, it's time to arrive." Ye Chen smiled, "I'm really honored to be here."

"The Dao is friendly and courageous." The leading great sage said lightly, "Since the creation of my Chiyan, this is the first time such a lineup has been dispatched, and it is the Kunpeng mine."

"Fellow Daoist has won the prize." Ye Chen smiled, and immediately spread out the map, pointing to the three big circles above, "This is the location of the three Kunpeng mines, the old man has checked them, and there are two great saints and nine statues in the three mines. There are many other quasi-sage kings and saints under the guardianship of the holy king, but they are all small shrimps, and as for the monk army, just treat it as a decoration."

"We heard that there are nine great sages to help the Taoist fellow." One of the great sages looked at Ye Chen.

"Of course there is." Ye Chen thought with a thought, and sacrificed nine dead generals of the great saint level.

Immediately, all the people present squinted their eyes, especially the great saints. At a glance, they could see that these nine great saints were not living, but dead, similar to puppets, but stronger than puppets.

"Just treat them as puppets." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, his expression unchanged.

But the eyes of these great saints and saint kings have changed when they look at Ye Chen, and they are even more curious about Ye Chen's identity. What is the holy place, with nine puppets of the great saint level.

Obviously, Ye Chen's identity is not simple. He dares to fight against the Kunpeng clan. Even if he thinks with his butt, he is not an ordinary person. They even suspect that the previous disaster of the Jinwu clan is also related to him.

"Although they are not as powerful as the living great saints, their strength is absolutely terrifying." Ye Chen said, "In this way, your Chiyan nine great saints, plus my nine, make up a total of eighteen great saints, divided into three teams. , a team of six great saints, plus thirty-three saint kings, launched an attack together. As for the source stone in the mine, fellow daoists can take whatever they want, but only if the task is completed, in addition, there is this white cloth for I'm hanging high."

Ye Chen took out the white cloth again, with seven characters engraved in blood on it: Blame it on your prince.