Kapitel 1222: Immortal Burial City (2)

"Guarding the Immortal Burial City…"

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Han Muye and Zhao Chen stepped into the main hall, immediately drawing many curious gazes.

"A big deal!" Someone had already recognized Han Muye's identity and greeted him with a smile.

"Haha, Yunlan Sword Immortal comes here, of course it's a big deal."

The shopkeepers of the various sects and shops surrounded Han Muye with smiles.

Han Muye raised his hand and a golden storage bag landed in Zhao Chen's arms.

"I don't understand business, but my brother does."

Zhao Chen took the storage bag and grinned as he probed it with his divine sense.

Then his face turned pale, and he almost dropped the storage bag.

"Big, big brother, this, this much?"

Han Muye waved his hand, walked to the side as he said, "Spend it all, don't leave any."

Zhao Chen nodded and carefully held the storage bag, as if he was afraid of losing it.

80 billion spiritual rocks.