Chapter 240: The Terror of the Saint!

"Saint Chu Heng, aren't you afraid of the Rich Monument?"

Chu Fengmian suddenly said.

"If you really want me to surrender, be careful that I will fight you to the death!"

In this field, there is another different space. In this space, there are only Chu Fengmian and Saint Chu Heng, so Chu Fengmian naturally has no scruples and directly tells the matter of the Rich Monument.

The news of the Rich Monument was obtained by the Chu family and the Cheng family. Now Saint Chu Heng is naturally clear.

"I know that the reason why you Chu family has always wanted to kill me is to get the treasure on me and the inheritance of Emperor Fengrao. Now I have fallen into your hands this time, but if you really want me to surrender, be careful that I will summon the Rich Monument and fight you to the death!"

Chu Fengmian shouted loudly, and at the same time, he kept thinking about the next sentence in his mind.

In such a critical moment, Chu Fengmian must remain calm.

"Hmph!"

Hearing the three words "Plenty Tablet", the spiritual power in the hands of Saint Chu Heng obviously weakened a little, and a bit of fear appeared on his face.

Saint Chu Heng was obviously still a little afraid of the Heavenly Spiritual Artifact Plenty Tablet that was personally refined by Emperor Feng Rao.

If someone else said this, he would naturally not believe it, but it was different when Chu Fengmian said it.

Chu Fengmian not only owned the Plenty Tablet, but also inherited the inheritance of Emperor Feng Rao. From this point of view, maybe Chu Fengmian really has the qualifications to fight him to the death.

"What do you want, spare your life?"

Saint Chu Heng looked at Chu Fengmian with interest and sneered.

"Although I don't believe that you, a little guy in the Divine Sea Realm, are qualified to fight to the death with me, but this Emperor Fengrao is indeed not something I can calculate. Maybe he really left some means behind."

"Now you hand over the Fengrao Monument, the inheritance of Emperor Fengrao, and the Beimang Sacred Plate left by Saint Xuanbei, and I will consider sparing your life."

Saint Chu Heng's voice was filled with endless murderous intent, almost threatening.

"Give up resistance and hand over all the treasures. This is your only chance now. Otherwise, even if I choose to fight to the death, I will kill you!"

"Saint Chu Heng, you and I are not fools. Do you think it's possible?"

Hearing Saint Chu Heng's words, Chu Fengmian laughed disdainfully and said.

"If I hand over all the treasures, I'm afraid you will kill me directly. How can you spare my life?"

"I don't believe what you Chu family say!"

"Don't believe it? It's a pity that you have no choice now."

Saint Chu Heng smiled.

"You want to live now. This is your only chance. If you don't know how to cherish it, you will die here today."

"Then you can try it. In exchange for the life of a saint, it's worth it for me!"

Chu Fengmian confronted and said bluntly.

"Even if you surrender me, it's far less important to you than the Abundant Monument, the inheritance of the Abundant Emperor, and the Beimang Saint Card. What I want is just to survive."

"What do you want to do?"

Saint Chu Heng pondered for a while and said in a deep voice.

It is indeed as Chu Fengmian said. Saint Chu Heng took action to obtain the treasures on Chu Fengmian. The Rich Monument, the inheritance of Emperor Fengrao, and the Beimang Holy Plate are the three treasures that he values ​​most.

As for Chu Fengmian himself, it was just something he thought of by chance. Compared with these three treasures, Chu Fengmian himself is indeed not that important.

"It's not that this saint can't consider sparing your life, but just to see how sincere you are."

Saint Chu Heng sneered and waited for Chu Fengmian's answer.

The treasure on Chu Fengmian's body is the most important to him. As for other people, Saint Chu Heng doesn't care much.

Chu Fengmian's life is not important.

"Saint Chu Heng, I can give you all the treasures on me, but you must open the domain and let me out, then I will give you the treasures."

Chu Fengmian shouted loudly, and at the same time he was secretly gathering spiritual power. The Rich Monument had quietly appeared in Chu Fengmian's palm, and a full 10,000 Golden Spirit Pills were ready.

Ten thousand Golden Spirit Pills are already the limit of burning and activating the Rich Monument. If more are burned, the power of the Rich Monument will not be controlled by Chu Fengmian.

But this is equivalent to ten times the normal consumption of activating the Rich Monument, which is enough to make the power of the Rich Monument ten times stronger.

"Let you go? Then you give me the treasure?"

Saint Chu Heng frowned, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, his face suddenly changed and became extremely cold.

"Boy, it seems that you really think I'm a fool! The Rich Monument is a heavenly spiritual weapon. Even if I were to let this Saint personally, I might not be able to use it. How is it possible for a kid like you in the Divine Sea Realm to activate the Rich Monument?"

"What's more, with your qualifications, letting you go is like letting a tiger go back to the mountains. Sooner or later, you will become a major concern for our Chu family. Today, I will first place a ban on you! Lest you raise a tiger to cause trouble in the future!"

Saint Chu Heng suddenly shouted angrily, and his spiritual power surged wildly. The Demon Realm Soul Seal in his palm also showed all his power, and pressed Chu Fengmian with one palm.

"Suppress it for me! Submit!"

"Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon!"

A dragon roared from Chu Fengmian's mouth. Under this ancient dragon roar, the Demon Realm Soul Seal was instantly broken and dissolved into nothingness.

"What?"

The Demon Realm Soul Seal was broken, and Saint Chu Heng's face changed suddenly. Then a spiritual power condensed in his palm, turned into a punch, and blasted Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian could not be made to surrender, so he had to kill him today.

But at the moment when he threw a punch, a powerful spiritual power suddenly burst out from Chu Fengmian's palm.

"Old man, didn't you say that Chu cannot use the power of the Rich Monument? Then take a look at what this is!"

Chu Fengmian roared, and the Rich Monument in his palm grew wildly, suddenly becoming five or six meters high. Behind the Rich Monument, a raging flame burned.

This flame was the spiritual power condensed by Chu Fengmian burning ten thousand golden elixirs, all of which was used to activate the Rich Monument.

"Rich Monument! You can actually activate the Rich Monument!"

Sage Chu Heng roared in disbelief. He always thought that Chu Fengmian was bluffing. After all, the Rich Monument was a terrifying spiritual weapon that even he found difficult to activate.

But Chu Fengmian actually had the ability to activate the Rich Monument. All his calculations were wrong.