Of course, swearing cannot really solve the problem.

Everyone understands the terribleness of Tianhe.

If there was no such Netherworld Ferry boat as an old fishing boat that would sink at any time, everyone would definitely die. So when facing such a strange Netherworld Ferryman, the only way to solve the problem seemed to be to satisfy it - even if he was stupid and short-sighted, like Venerable Qianhuan and others, he knew very well that using force was definitely a choice to seek death.

So Venerable Qianhuan became the first person to eat crabs.

He took out a concentrated high-quality source crystal from the storage object and handed it over.

In the martial arts world of the Great Thousand World, gold and silver are real garbage, and the source crystal is the currency that symbolizes all wealth. The high-level source crystal handed over by Venerable Qianhuan weighs at least one pound, which is considered a great scattered amount of money.

However--

"Rubbish."

The Scarecrow was obviously very dissatisfied.

It took the source crystal casually, and spewed out two ancient notes from the broken neck, and then threw the source crystal into the river like discarding garbage.

laugh!

Just as a drop of water dripped into the flame, the pound of source crystal did not even stir up a little ripples, and instantly melted into the black river of heaven.

Venerable Qianhuan's face turned blue and red.

He felt his face swollen.

You don't even want the Yuanjing?

Others, including Ye Qingyu, also realized that things were not very good.

This Netherworld Ferryer seemed to be more greedy than he had imagined.

Is this a bit too expensive?

There was a human saint next to him who was flexible. After thinking about it, he tried again. He took out a cloud-patterned warhammer at the level of the holy weapon, raised his hands above his head, and handed over him.

"Rubbish."

They are still those two ancient characters.

The Netherworld Ferryer seemed a little impatient, and once again his opponent threw the holy weapon-level warhammer into the Tianhe River. This warhammer with the magical material created a warhammer covered with rune formations was like falling into a little bit of ice in the magma. It melted into the black Tianhe River water at a speed that was no longer than the melting of the source crystal.

The face of the powerful human race changed instantly, and it felt as if someone had a knife in his heart.

That's a holy-level weapon!

This is hard to get into the eyes of this Netherworld Ferryman?

How expensive is it to spend money?

"I'm so ugly. This guy is so ugly. He has a pile of weeds all over his body, not even his head. He is so greedy? He can't cross the river with the price of a holy-level divine weapon? This is simply blackmailing..." Daigou Xiaojiu was a little dissatisfied. It was really a waste. You don't want that holy-level weapon. You can give it to me. Why throw it into the river and destroy it? It's simply a prodigal son.

Ye Qingyu and others also realized at this moment that they were going to be slaughtered by a scarecrow as a fat sheep.

"Send money!"

The third time stretching out.

The voice of the Netherworld Ferryer roared like a demon dragon.

At this moment, let alone Ye Qingyu and others, even Daigou Xiaojiu felt the anger of the dead scarecrow: "Wang, I feel like this guy is going crazy. I'm so fond of him, give him money quickly... Otherwise we will all fall into the river to feed the fish."

As if it was cooperating with this stupid dog's words, the already ragged and mottled fishing boat began to sway slowly.

Everyone's expressions changed rapidly.

As the Netherworld Ferryers roared, there were strange movements coming from the surrounding river surface, and the black fog became more and more intense. The roaring sound of evil spirits of ghosts was faintly heard from it. The black fog turned into different terrifying images. The most important thing was that the Netherworld Ferry Boat under everyone's feet was slowly sinking towards the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is a real robbery.

“Let’s wait.”

Saint Xuan Ji spoke.

She took out a mysterious fruit the size of a vermilion fist and handed it over with both hands.

A strange fragrance spreads in the void.

All eyes were focused on the mysterious fruit. The vermilion fruit could be seen with a faint vermilion red flower. The skin was crystal clear and faintly transparent. You could see tiny mysterious runes as fine as golden lightning flowing in the flesh, containing terrible power.

Ye Qingyu looked at it and knew that the vermilion fruit was definitely not.

"This fruit... well, I'm afraid it can be regarded as a category of divine treasure medicine. It is definitely a treasure of heaven and earth. Moreover, its age is definitely not low. The law talisman is automatically generated in the fruit. If it is allowed to grow for a few years, it is afraid it will be able to communicate with the spirit. By that time, this vermilion-red alien fruit will automatically become the saint... It should be the magic fruit obtained by Saint Xuan Ji in the 18th District of the Black Demon Abyss."

Ye Qingyu thought to himself.

The Netherworld Ferryman grabbed the fruit with his fingers, put it in his hand and weighed it. The floating hat swayed slightly, looking like a nod, and then he stuffed the vermilion-red fruit directly into the chest from the broken neck.

The boat of the Netherworld Ferry stopped sinking.

But it's just a stop.

Because the Netherworld Ferryers are not satisfied.

Its straw palm stretched towards Yin Kaishan, the third prince of Kaiyang clan.

What?

The other people's expressions changed again, and then they realized that it was not that ten people paid a payment for merging, but that everyone had to pay their own payment for merging?

This scarecrow is greedy.

Yin Kaishan frowned.

But in the end, he did not choose to fight, but took out a silver alien shuttle, raised his hand and threw it over.

This silver alien shuttle is obviously not an ordinary item, and its grade is still above the holy level. The Netherworld Ferryman also weighs it in his hand, and then he stores it backhanded into the chest cavity under the broken neck.

It seems that everyone on the boat has to pay the money.

Venerable Qianhuan looked heartbroken and had no choice but to hesitate for a long time, he took out a black ancient coin and tried to hand it over. Unexpectedly, after careful consideration, the Netherworld Ferryman actually accepted the ancient coin. Another human saint was sad and handed over a stone axe he had obtained from an ancient ruin. The Netherworld Ferryman seemed to be a little hesitant. Amid the uneasy worry of the human saint, it finally hesitated to accept the stone axe.

And another human saint was not so lucky.

He took out dozens of secret treasures on his body, but they were thrown directly into the Tianhe River by the broken-headed straw ferryer, which made the human saint crazy. If you don’t like it, you will give it back to me. It would be too much to not destroy it. In the end, he even handed out his own natal holy weapon, but he didn’t expect that he was still thrown into the Tianhe River by the broken-headed straw ferryer, and turned into nothingness with white gas.

"You...what are you going?" The human saint vomited blood in anger, almost losing his mind, and said angrily: "No more, no more... It's just blood sucking, and you've given you all the secret treasures. A broken ship will destroy so many treasures from me. I'm just like this Tianhe, so you can send me back."

The words have not ended.

Just look at the tilted scarecrow's big hat.

On the straw palm, a yellow straw suddenly extended out.

In an instant, the strange power of the law surged on the boat, as if the quasi-emperor had arrived. Everyone on the boat suddenly felt like an ancient mountain was pressed down on their bodies, and they were almost breathless. The withered straw seemed to be blown off by a gust of wind, but it contained extremely terrifying power. Before Ye Qingyu, Xuan Ji Saint, the third prince of the Kaiyang clan and the mysterious cloak hoodie reacted, it was like a rope binding, and tied the human saint directly in an instant, then hung upside down, left the boat, and hung it in the air three or four meters above the water of the Tianhe River.

"Let go..." The human saint yelled in panic.

But at that moment, the water surface that was originally as smooth as a mirror split apart, and a black shadow rushed out like lightning, biting the lower body of the saint. The saint's body was as delicate as iron, but it was instantly bitten into two pieces. The intestines were suddenly filled with blood, which was extremely miserable.

"That's... fish?"

“Giant fish!

"What kind of monster is that!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked.

No one expected that there would be creatures in the black river water that was enough to melt the holy artifact, and it would be such a terrible creature.

"Help..." The powerful man of the Holy Dao flew out of the sky, shouting desperately, struggling desperately.

But half of the body was trapped by the inexplicable straw and could not escape. The blood fell into the water of the sky, causing some terrible change to appear. I saw black lightning-shaped monster fish phantoms flying up from under the water, rushing to gnaw on his body.

After one breath.

The exclamation of the powerful man from the Holy Dao still exists, but only half of the skeleton skeletons hang on the straw stems.

The grass stems loose.

Half of the bones fell into the water of the Tianhe River and melted into white mist and disappeared.

A powerful man from the Holy Way died like this.

The others on the boat felt a chill on their backs.

Even Daigou was so scared that he stepped back a little soft, and his teeth trembled: "It's so cruel!"

The strength of this Netherworld Ferryman is terrifying.

"Quarantine level."

Ye Qingyu made a judgment in his heart.

Hu Bugui admitted his fear in shock. The robber leader no longer cared about the pain and looked like a constipation. He reluctantly took out a rusty bronze heart protection mirror at the first time. He didn't know which tomb dug it out and handed it to the Scarecrow.

"This idiot is dead."

When Venerable Qianhuan and the powerful human holy path saw this scene, they were immediately gloating.

A broken bronze heart protection mirror was used to fool the Netherworld Ferryman. Isn’t this seeking death?

However, reality once again slapped the two of them in the face.

Because the cut-headed scarecrow actually held the rusty bronze heart protection mirror with both hands. After weighing it carefully for a long time, he looked extremely satisfied. After thinking about it, two yellow grass stems emerged from his body, connecting the bronze heart protection mirror and hanging it directly on his chest. Then he stood by the strings of the boat and looked at the water that had returned to peace, as if a girl who loved beauty had changed into a new outfit and had to look in the mirror to see if she had become beautiful.

Saint Xuan Ji, the third prince of Kaiyang clan and the mysterious black cloak man also looked at Hu Bugui with different eyes.

Obviously, this rusty bronze heart mirror, in the eyes of the Scarecrow's Scarecrow, was still worth more than the vermilion-red fruit at the beginning. Unexpectedly, this bearded man had a low cultivation level and had such a treasure on his body. Unfortunately, they couldn't see what the value of the bronze heart mirror was. There were vague patterns from the age of gods and demons, but there was no essence inside it, and it was obviously a waste product?—
Chapter completed!