Zhang Jun looked cold and looked back at the old servant. He was the last of the three old servants in white robe. He seemed to be unable to stand Zhang Jun's picky attitude and scolded him coldly.

Zhang Jun looked at the old servant with his eyes, and asked with his hands crossed his chest and narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "So what price does the god behind your family plan to pay?"

"Bastard! This is not a vegetable market, and the gods give you, you have no choice. I am the servant of the angel of courage Impalis. The angel of courage is willing to take out three flawless royal diamonds as a gift to you. This is your greatest glory."

The servant seemed to have a very admiration for the gods he believed in, and even worshiped them to the point where he could no longer allow others to question them. Faced with Zhang Jun's inquiry, he showed a proud expression on his face, as if he was pitiful to Zhang Jun no matter how much.

"Angel of Courage Impalis!"

Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. He was very familiar with this name. He was the local bun in Diablo. Because he was a child, he was playing games secretly and practiced drawing talismans. He was beaten up by Uncle San a lot, so he was deeply impressed by this game.

He smiled coldly and said, "Sorry, I don't care about the birdman's alms!"

"What did you say!"

The old servant's expression changed and he pointed at Zhang Jun and screamed. This was the first time he had seen someone who dared to insult the gods like this in the sacrifice hall.

Zhang Jun raised his eyes and understood from the side. He stepped forward and kicked the old servant in the face, cursed: "Get out, I have been tolerating you for a long time! I don't care if I say it, but I don't care. I just want to change my treasures for three diamonds. Are you from a profiteer?"

The old servant was kicked to the ground by Jiao Teng. Before he could get up, Jiao Teng rushed up and waved his fists to the face of the divine servant. After two punches, he beat the divine servant's face to the bruised and swollen face.

Although these divine servants are the middlemen of the gods, they are all slaves after all, and they have no self-defense power. After being pressed under Jiao Teng for a while, the divine servant immediately struggled and screamed: "You are looking for death, guard, guard!"

The golden gate slowly opened, and two burly guards wearing metal armor strode in, but Zhang Jun immediately turned around and said to the old servant in red, "I have confirmed the gods I want to sacrifice to, please don't harass me again."

The old servant of the red robe frowned and immediately waved his hand to signal the two guards to retreat. After all, they are all slaves of gods. If Zhang Jun chose the gods of the opposite camp, he would have no right to harass Zhang Jun as a slave on the other side.

Of course, although Jiao Teng's behavior of beating people was too much, Zhang Jun had to choose to sacrifice at this moment. As the middleman, the old servant in the red robe would not be able to clear Zhang Jun out, otherwise the offense would be a series of big troubles.

As for whether Zhang Jun's behavior would offend the courage angel Impalis, and whether the courage angel Impalis would retaliate against Zhang Jun, that would not be his business.

"Tell me the god you want to sacrifice."

The old servant in red said to Zhang Jun that although he asked the guard to retreat, the expression on his face did not look very good. After all, it was a bit too much for Zhang Jun to dare to take action here.

"I want to sacrifice my belongings to Zhang Daoling, the celestial master of Zhengyi."

The Zhang family's eyes sterned. He had thought of a question before, that is, whether his ancestor Zhang Daoling would be here, he was his descendant, so he had to give himself some discounts no matter what.

But those three white robes are not. After a long time of work, they are all Western gods. Zhang Jun doesn’t like any of them. Now he can only say it by name.

The red-clothed divine servant froze and frowned and said, "Can't this... change one?"

"Why do you change it? Do you have to change it if someone sacrifices to his ancestors?" Jiao Teng glared at his eyes, but unfortunately, wearing the mask with a sad face, he felt like he was visiting the grave no matter how he looked.

"Ancestor?"

The old servant of the red robe frowned and said seriously: "You are making fun of the gods in the sacrifice hall. I have the right to expel you forever!"

Zhang Jun frowned and stepped forward and said, "My surname is Zhang, and I am a descendant of Zhang Wei. Although my inheritance has been thin for my generation, my ancestral temple still enshrines the spiritual throne of my ancestors. Is it wrong to say that I have sacrificed to my ancestors?"

"this……"

The other old servants changed their expressions. The divine servant who had been beaten up by Jiao Teng before screamed: "Impossible, if it is really the bloodline of that adult, what certificate do you have?"

"Just, my ancestors of the family will also give you a certificate. You are the onion. In addition, I said that I have chosen the God of Sacrifice. You are just a servant of birds. What's the matter here? Wherever you cool down, go away."

Zhang Jun cursed with a cold face. In the mythological system he is familiar with, a bird man is simply a slag with a combat power of 5. What qualifications do you have to make him sacrifice? Besides, Zhang Jun is very unhappy with this divine servant. If the two big iron ghadas next to the door were still standing there, Zhang Jun would have wanted to go up and beat him up.

"Okay, but let me know first. That adult does not accept anyone's sacrifice. If you want to disturb him, you may lose both money and money. Although I cannot prove that what you are saying is true or false, if that adult does not reply to you, I will deprive you of the qualification to enter the sacrifice hall."

The red-robed divine servant was obviously annoyed by Zhang Jun's nonsense. He put down his harsh words, took out a brush, and started writing three big characters Zhang Daoling on the stele without words in front of the stone platform.

Then the red-robed divine servant began to prepare to recite the mantra and sacrifice the items, but at this time, Zhang Jun suddenly thought of what was it and shouted: "Wait!"

"What, do you regret it?" The red-robed divine servant raised his eyebrows and showed a look of disdain on his face. He often showed his scammers at the last moment when he saw such liars.

Zhang Jun ignored him, walked to the offering, took out a piece of apricot and yellow paper, reached out to bite his finger, and quickly wrote four big characters on the yellow paper, descendants of the Zhang family.

"Let's get started."

Master Zhang Jun put the yellow paper on the sacrifice and let the red-robed divine servant start. The red-robed divine servant clasped his hands and showed a pious expression on his face. He recited a strange spell. The three weapons on the stone platform in front of him turned into golden light and rushed to the top of the sacrifice hall.

Only then did Zhang Jun notice that there was a clear sky on the top of the hall. He hadn't noticed it before. The golden light rushed into the clouds and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After waiting for a while, no movement was heard. Zhang Jun couldn't help but jump. Did he fail? After all, he was a junior who couldn't even see him?

If Zhang Daoling really didn't see him, then he would really lose his wife and soldiers, and he would lose a lot of money.

At this time, the red-robed divine servant's face gradually turned pale. He looked at Zhang Jun with a very bad expression, "Now I'm asking you out, or you're going out by yourself."

"You don't have to hurry up, I'll leave by myself!"

The hero did not suffer any loss in front of him. It would be no good for him to continue to pester him. Zhang Jun said that he would take Jiao Teng out, and Jiao Teng was a little unwilling to accept it, "That's it?"

"Let's talk about it when you go out."

Although he lost three sets that were like magical artifacts in vain, now looking at the red-robed divine servant's expression, he knew that the other party wanted to continue to get involved, so he had an excuse to deal with him.

Just after just walking for a few steps, a sharp roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and a crane broke through the air and turned into a Taoist in the air, shouting to Zhang Jun: "Let's stay!"

"grown ups!"

After seeing the Taoist, the following divine servants changed their expressions and immediately bowed down. Especially the red-robed divine servant's face showed a look of fear and anxiety, "Is the other party really the descendant of any adult?"

At this moment, the red-robed divine servant couldn't help but feel sank. If that was true, he would have been too serious. He offended not a god, but a god of a faction.

When the red-robed divine servant thought of this, his face became increasingly ugly. He glared at the divine servant representing Impalis, and said to himself: "Idiots, you are all troubles!"

Zhang Jun looked back and looked at the Taoist, but his qi-observing technique had failed. He could not tell the depth of the Taoist at all. This shows that the other party had already jumped out of the five elements, and it was not something that a small fish cat like him could tell.

The Taoist went forward and said to Zhang Jun: "The real person is in seclusion, so I will arrange it. According to the saying, the real person has said that he will not accept anyone's sacrifices. However, since you are a descendant of the Zhang family, I will give you an exception, but this is only once, so I will not be an example."

Zhang Jun was stunned. His feelings were not Zhang Daoling. Fortunately, he reacted slowly and almost went forward to call him the ancestor, which would be a big deal.

Seeing that Zhang Jun didn't say anything, the Taoist continued, "The real person gives you two choices. One is to give you a magic weapon to protect yourself, but the level cannot be higher than the items you sacrificed. This is the rule! The real person cannot be exceptional to you, and the other is to improve your team level."

Without any hesitation, Zhang Jun immediately said: "I chose to improve my team level!"

Although the protective equipment is very attractive, if it is not a shield, it will not have much effect on you, because your positioning is first of all, assist, and secondly, melee combat. Improving the team level will be of great help to Jiao Teng and himself.

Moreover, if the team level is improved, the members recruited in the future can also enjoy the advantages of team level. In comparison, it is not cost-effective to exchange for one piece of equipment alone. Moreover, the other party has already said that the quality of equipment will definitely not be higher than the three-piece set you sacrificed.

Since that's the case, why should I be so short-sighted to choose a piece of equipment? This is simply a bonus question that I don't have to think about.

Taoist seemed surprised by Zhang Jun's choice, but the smile on his face made Zhang Jun understand that he had chosen the right question.

The Taoist waved his hand and hit Zhang Jun with a golden light. Zhang Jun immediately felt a slight vibration coming from his arm, which was a terrifying Weibo @ him.

However, before Zhang Jun could click on the news, the Taoist sent a voice in a voice that only Zhang Jun could hear, "The real person said that there are only so many people who can help you. The descendants of the Zhang family, don't rely too much on their ancestors, go out and read the news."

Zhang Jun's mind moved and immediately understood. He nodded and bowed to the Taoist, quickly pulled Jiao Teng away. After leaving the Sacrifice Hall, Jiao Teng couldn't help asking: "Why are you going so urgently? Don't you talk too much about the relationship?"

"Stop talking nonsense, get the benefits and leave quickly." Zhang Jun understood that the Taoist had already reminded himself in his previous words that there were rules for choosing equipment. Even his ancestors could not give him any favors, but the other one was not said.

Obviously, the real benefit is the option of upgrading the team, which must have additional benefits. There are a lot of vibrations on his arm. If he simply upgraded his team level, Zhang Jun doesn't believe that the Horror Weibo would be so enthusiastic and sent so much @
Chapter completed!