The vast void is cold and silent, dark and deep.

A vast castle was floating in the void.

The castle is gray and is hundreds of millions of kilometers high, and the stars are as small as marbles around it.

In front of the castle, there is a garden.

In the garden.

One strange sacred tree after another stands quietly.

The roots are rooted in the void, colorful, as if absorbing various energy between heaven and earth.

These large number of strange sacred trees.

One third of them are 30 million kilometers high.

One third of them are 60 million kilometers high.

The remaining one-third are 90 million kilometers high.

The colors vary.

On each strange sacred tree, a scroll with dense textures and mysterious symbols hung.

The color of the scroll is consistent with the color of the sacred tree.

call--

One of the silver sacred trees, which were 30 million kilometers tall, suddenly flew up.

All leaves and branches collapsed and shattered.

Only a crystal-clear silver seed was left, and the broken void disappeared.

Zhao Xin recovered.

"seed?"

"What's this?"

He looked surprised and stretched out his right hand.

The crystal-clear silver seed was quietly suspended on his right hand.

“As seen in the scene—”

"The fruits of those strange sacred trees are scrolls?"

"Can this be similar to the Enifus Tree in the classic game before I traveled through time?"

He was weird in his heart.

Actually—

Is there really such a tree?

Just don't know-

What kind of scroll is this that grows from the tree?

"I saw the strange sacred tree before, and the colors were different."

“Does it represent different attributes?”

He thought something.

I can't wait to plant this seed.

See what scrolls can be harvested.

The world in dreams.

But he has never been disappointed.

so--

He was very excited about this strange sacred tree that could grow scrolls.

"Sir, the battlefield has been cleaned."

At this time.

The Angel of Death Zhao Yan put away her wings on her back and walked over, her voice cold.

She had a blood-red demon core and twelve hundred pound notes on her hand, and handed it to Zhao Xin:

"This is the core of the blood demon."

"And the golden pounds found from the Oscar envoy."

While talking.

She looked at Zhou Xuan who was curiously looking at her.

"Nine-level demon core."

"One thousand two hundred gold pounds."

Zhao Xin put it in satisfaction.

at this time--

He already has three high-level demon cores on his hand.

The demons killed in the Demon Elimination Hall.

The demon core cannot be removed, otherwise the alarm will be triggered.

But in addition to the Demonic Division, he also killed three high-level demons!

Two eighth-level and one nine-level.

According to market price.

The core of the eighth-level demon is about 4,400 pounds.

And the core of the ninth-level demon—

It's worth ten thousand pounds!

"These three demon cores are more precious than the total assets of Chusheng Group."

He whispered in his heart.

But this is also normal.

Eighth level, ninth level demon, what is that?

Put it in Haicheng, it is absolutely top or even peak.

And what about Chusheng Group?

In Haicheng, it is just a second-rate group.

Of course it cannot be compared.

"Zhao Xin...who is she...?"

Zhou Xuan shyly asked.

She thought Zhao Yan was so elegant, quiet and cold, and gave people a very noble feeling, which made her very envious.

And it's too beautiful.

She has a better figure than her...

She compared with the other party.

Some were depressed to find it.

If the other party is a princess of a country, she may be considered an ordinary girl.

"Zhao Yan."

"Astral creatures of adults."

Didn't wait for Zhao Xin to introduce it.

Instead, Zhao Yan extended her hand to Zhou Xuan first, concise and to the point.

"oh oh--"

"Sister Zhao Yan."

"My name is Zhou Xuan, and I am Zhao Xin's astral creature."

Zhou Xuan stretched out her slender little hand and held it with Zhao Yan.

She secretly looked at Zhao Xin.

I don’t know if Zhao Xin likes her a little more…

I still like Sister Zhao Yan a little more...

Zhao Xin ignored the two.

There were strange colors in his eyes, scanning around him.

"No soul left."

"After death, it collapsed immediately."

"Is this also the method of the Seven Gods' Secret Practitioner's Hall of Life?"

He whispered in his heart.

His eyes looked at the blue crystal ball in the sky, and his eyes were cold.

just--
To be continued...