After hearing what Yang Zhen and Jianmao said, all those who were still struggling became angry.

"Ten purple crystals, why don't you go and grab them?"

"Damn, robbing something is never that fast." The mean cat muttered, but there was a sincere smile on his face.

"When it comes to doing business, this Saint is always serious!"

Yang Zhen explained to everyone in a serious manner, with the expression on his face like the most honest businessman in the world.

The faces of those who were still struggling in the storm turned livid. If they bought it, the price Yang Zhen offered was too high. If they didn't buy it, it seemed that the storm would not pass for a while.

Damn it!

"How much? I'll buy one!"

"Oh my, this old man knows what's good. This is the flying boat that Yang Zhen refined last night after staying up all night. He only refined ten in total. You heard it right, only ten. If you are late, there will be none left. Ten purple crystals, the highest bidder wins."

Jianmao stood on the flying boat with his hands on his waist and spoke loudly, as if he was giving orders to the whole country, and the gong was struck so loudly that it shook the mountains.

"Yang Zhen, I am Mo Chikui from Cambrian City. I have seen you in Cambrian City and we passed by each other. You must sell me one of the ten purple crystals."

A bearded man was rising and falling in the storm while speaking to Yang Zhen with a smile. It was not known whether it was because the storm was too strong or he seemed embarrassed, but his smile was a little ugly. However, the expression on his face was one of flattery, which was very clear.

After hearing this, the people around him cursed angrily: "Damn it, at this time, who cares whether you know him or not, you are talking about crystals. Yang Zhen, I will give you eleven purple crystals and I will give them to you right away."

"You want to buy a life-saving flying boat with eleven purple crystals? What are you thinking, you cheap cat? I have fifteen purple crystals here. You better give me a flying boat. I can't hold on any longer."

Mo Chikui stared at everyone with anger, paddled hard in the direction of Jianmao and Yang Zhen's flying boat, and said hurriedly: "Yang Zhen, please don't forget our friendship."

How could Yang Zhen know where this guy came from? Could it be that they had glanced at each other 500 times in their previous lives? If he had glanced at such a bearded man 500 times in his previous life, Yang Zhen would rather strangle this bastard to death.

"Damn it, for a deal of ten purple crystals, you still want to curry favor with this slutty saint. That's too much!"

"Hahaha, Mo Chikui, you really don't want to suffer a loss, are you the only one who is smart? Damn it, you bastards, stop it right now, bitch, I want this flying boat, I am Feiliangshanliang... Stop, stop, stop, fifty purple crystals, I will give you fifty purple crystals, sell this flying boat to me."

The mean cat's hands trembled, and he quickly took back the flying boat that he had given away. He walked to the flying boat with a smile and said, "This boss is very generous. Here, this is your flying boat. Please keep it. My boss Yang said that we are a small business and we do not accept credit. If you want to buy it, hurry up and prepare the purple crystals. There is only one flying boat left."

On the flying boats of the two holy places, everyone looked at Yang Zhen and Jianmao in confusion as they sold hundreds of purple crystals in a short period of time, and their faces suddenly became strange.

Damn it, it's just a flying boat, the cost is definitely no more than one thousand crystals, but Yang Zhen, that bastard, was able to sell it for fifty purple crystals. How is this different from robbery? One purple crystal is worth about a thousand ordinary crystals. This, this, this... is even faster than robbing money!

"Damn it, Liang Chao, fifty purple crystals are needed to buy a flying boat. No matter how rich you are, you can't squander it like this. What do you want us to do?"

Seeing that Liang Chao had indeed used fifty purple crystals to buy a flying boat, some people around him immediately became dissatisfied and glared at Liang Chao, cursing.

Liang Chao stood on the flying boat calmly, inserted a purple crystal, activated the formation on the flying boat, and was immediately covered by a solid layer of protection. He exclaimed in amazement: "The formation on this flying boat is much better than those crappy things on the market. I think it is worth the money. What does it have to do with you?"

"you!"

No one had any temper at all. I don't know who was the first to look at the cheap cat's hand, but everyone's eyes turned over at once.

"Fifty coins, I'll give you fifty coins too..."

"Damn it, don't push me. Sixty coins, I'll give you sixty coins..."

"Seventy pieces..."

Fang Zhongjian looked at Yang Zhen in bewilderment, muttering to himself: "This...are these people crazy? They spend seventy purple crystals to buy a flying boat that can be bought with three or five purple crystals?"

"Holy Lord, we... have used all of our storage rings to store food and water. The ancient ruins are filled with dangers, so we should store as much food and water as possible. That's what you told us."

"... Bastard!" Tianquan Saint Lord was about to speak when the bitch cat's vile voice suddenly came.

"The last flying boat is sold out. Everyone, please stop crowding and line up. Please line up."

Line up? After hearing what Jianmao said, everyone was stunned and looked at Jianmao in confusion.

The last flying boat has been sold out, why are we still queuing? At this time, shouldn't everyone think of their own solutions? Just when everyone was puzzled, Yang Zhen suddenly took out a few storage rings and said loudly: "Okay, let's auction the second batch of flying boats."

"What?"

Everyone was stunned, and someone immediately started cursing: "Isn't it sold out? Why are there still some?"

"Huh? Boss, when did I say that they were sold out?" Yang Zhen looked at the man unwillingly and said.

"You...you clearly said it."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"No!" Yang Zhen answered seriously: "You can doubt the character of this slutty saint, but you can't lie with your eyes open!"

"You... are shameless!" The man was furious and pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "Even if I jump off here and get blown to death by the storm, I will never buy your flying boat!"

Boom! The terrifying storm broke out again, covering the sky and the earth, scaring everyone.

This time, the terrifying air waves had covered the sky and the sun, and gusts of strong winds and fierce explosions swept in, even some large flying boats were swaying, and the faces of the people from the two holy places changed drastically.

"Oh no, how could this happen? The last time I came here, there wasn't such a big storm."

"This... In this situation, can we still pass safely?"

The wind roared, the heaven and earth were in turmoil, and waves of true energy covering the sky were roaring and screaming in the air like a mad dragon.

Yang Zhen held on to the flying boat tightly, looking confused. The cheap cat was almost blown away, but was pulled back by Yang Zhen.

"Damn, kid, did you know such a big storm would break out here?"

Yang Zhen knew nothing. He was not a master who could predict good and bad luck. If he had known it was so dangerous here, he would not have come even if he was paid.

"Stop talking nonsense. This is a good opportunity. Sell it quickly. Oh, and where is the person who said he would rather jump off here than buy a flying boat? Find him for me."

"No... no need to look for it!"

Two hands stretched out from the edge of the flying boat, one of which was holding a storage ring. "Damn it, Yang Zhen, this is all I have. It is definitely worth more than a hundred purple crystals. Quick, sell me a flying boat."

Countless monks were flying around in the air like kites blown by strong winds, whizzing and wailing. They all rushed towards Yang Zhen desperately, using their hands and feet, looking very embarrassed.

"That's right. Here, Boss, please keep your flying boat. By the way, does it smell good?"

"???"

Before Yang Zhen could tell the cheap cat to continue selling, the voice of the Holy Lord of Snow suddenly came: "Young friend Yang, quickly get on the flying boat. There seems to be something strange about this riot."

(End of this chapter)