I sold the system to the saints in the prehistoric times and I lost money.

Chapter 126 The prehistoric country turtle

Lin Chen, who was familiar with Zhunti, was also stunned.

Good guy, I'm selling pocket jars, you actually want to have sex for nothing?

What does it mean to give you some opportunities just because you are pitiful?

Everyone in the world said that the Second Sage of Lingshan was extremely shameless. Lin Chen finally realized today that no one else was so shameless.

"Haha, fellow Taoist Zhunti, the opportunities I have here are not something that ordinary people can get."

"Without great luck and deep blessings, there will be no opportunities."

"And the opportunities I have here are paid for."

Lin Chen had a free way to deal with this kind of monster who wanted to have sex for free.

"That's that!"

Zhunti kept nodding his head, with a sincere and fearful expression.

This is a strong man who can control the power of chaos, not an ordinary person.

Knowing that his habitual subtlety almost angered the other party, Zhunti was so frightened that he quickly apologized.

Lin Chen didn't care too much, just ignored the other party, led him to the edge of the booth, pointed to the pocket jar method, "See for yourself, tell me what you need."

Not only is this Zhunti seriously ill, but his brain is not working well. It is better to stay away from such people. Brain damage is contagious.

"suck....."

Looking at the introduction on the booth, Rao Shizhunti was mentally prepared, but was also severely shocked.

Treasures from all over the world can be revealed, and as long as you have deep blessings, even chaos treasures can be revealed.

"Senior, I dare to ask, is that bloody hammer that reaches the sky made by you?"

Zhunti couldn't help but his eyelids twitching wildly when he thought of the powerful weapon that could kill without cause and effect, blowing up the sky with just one hammer.

During the period of Conferring Gods and Measuring Tribulation, these two saints directly destroyed each other's orthodoxy. Tongtian would never tolerate such deep hatred.

If the Western world were to give them such a blow, wouldn't they have to die directly?

He didn't think that Lingshan could withstand beatings better than Qingqitian, nor did he think that the two saints could be stronger than the Chaos Gods and Demons.

"Well, it came out of an SSS-class epic jar."

Lin Chen naturally knew what the other party was thinking. It was a magic weapon at the level of the Avenue of Chaos. Who in the three worlds wouldn't be greedy for it?

"May I ask, senior, what level of magic weapon is that hammer?"

Zhunti's eyes were red, and he stared at the pocket jar at the top of the booth, which exuded endless mysterious aura, as if he saw countless magic weapons waving to him.

"What level?"

"According to the magic weapon classification standards of thousands of worlds, it is a magic weapon of the Avenue of Chaos level."

Zhun Ti was startled when he heard this, what level is this?

Lin Chen once again had a clear understanding of the narrow vision of creatures in the three realms.

"According to your classification of prehistoric magic weapons, the Avenue of Chaos level is a magic weapon in another realm that is superior to the supreme treasure of chaos."

Zhunti, who was stunned now, could no longer control the panic in his heart.

The treasure of chaos is something that can only be counted on one hand in the prehistoric period. Tongtian actually has a hammer in his hand that is superior to the treasure of chaos? How the hell is this fun?

Just admit defeat and let Tongtian rule the three realms.

"Isn't it more powerful than the Pangu Ax of Great God Pangu?"

Zhunti muttered, but Lin Chen was speechless.

"Who said Pangu Ax is the most precious treasure of chaos?"

"The Avenue of Chaos level magic weapon is a magic weapon that evolved independently from the Avenue of Chaos."

Just like Pangu Ax and Creation Qinglian, the realms you divide are not accurate at all. To be precise, your understanding of chaos is still limited.

Although the saint can walk in chaos, he can only walk in chaos and is far from understanding the true meaning of chaos.

The original three thousand gods and demons were walking in the vast chaos, and only Pangu touched the core of the chaos, and then he had the idea of ​​opening up a big world.

But Lin Chen would not say this out loud. After all, today's prehistoric society is still too weak. It may not be a good thing for these advanced cognitions to appear in prehistoric times.

It will disrupt the current development and perhaps stimulate people's craze for pocket cans.

But this will also stimulate people's exploration of chaos in a disguised way. In that case, countless strong people will die because of him.

He, Lin Chen, would not do this kind of practice of killing the goose to retrieve the eggs.

The ancient world was already in chaos, and none of these strong men could do anything about who was the best.

In this way, they will be able to continuously buy pocket cans and strengthen their own power. These strong men are treasures, treasures that provide Lin Chen with performance.

One less person would mean a huge loss of performance, so Lin Chen would naturally not let them die in chaos.

Not to mention other things, any ferocious beast in the depths of chaos, pulled out at random, is still at the level of Hunyuan Daluo, and is simply not comparable to this group of self-righteous saints.

"it is as expected!"

Hearing this, Zhunti took a deep breath.

Their vision is still too narrow. Their understanding of chaos is only based on the three thousand gods and demons mentioned by Daozu, and they know nothing else.

"Senior, I want to buy an SSS-level pocket tank!"

In the end, Zhunti made up his mind that as a saint, he must treat himself with high standards and enjoy the best, so as to show the dignity of a saint.

"Okay! How many are you going to buy?"

The other party finally made up his mind, and Lin Chen knew that the harvest time had come.

But looking at the slovenly appearance of the other party, I guess this guy is also a poor guy, and he will definitely not be able to bring much success.

"Um...."

"Senior, can I come first?"

Zhunti hesitated and hesitated. Just now he was dragging it as hard as 2,580,000 yuan, but when it came time to collect the merits, he suddenly became timid.

"Can!"

There are many meritorious deeds in Lingshan, but he really doesn't see many people who are really willing to spend money.

With a wave of his hand, one million merits were automatically removed from Zhunti's body, and a jar instantly appeared in front of Zhunti.

Zhunti was slovenly and in tatters.

He was unkempt and dressed like a beggar. Lin Chen didn't even bother to find out how much merit the other party had. He didn't believe how much merit Zhunti could spend.

The fact that the other party only wanted a jar confirmed what Lin Chen was thinking.

If Zhunti knew that he was despised by Lin Chen, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.

In less than two months, he paid 20 billion in compensation to the underworld. Do you call this poverty? Do you call this a beggar?

Lin Chen naturally didn't know about these things. He had a reticent nature, and no one came to open the cans recently, let alone no one told him about this scandal. Naturally, he didn't know.

Zhunti looked at the pocket jar suspended in front of him, and his whole body was wrapped in a mysterious aura, which looked extremely mysterious. ‘

He rubbed his hands together and looked up and down, as if he had never seen the world.

"Just smash the jar and the opportunities inside will appear."

Lin Chen really didn't understand. Is Lingshan really that barren?

A jar with a more luxurious shape has made you look like this?

It is far worse than the original Haotian. At least Haotian is not so unable to get on the stage.