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Song Shuhang squatted down and picked up a piece of armor.

Clearly he saw that blood constituted blood armor, but the armor fragments had nothing to do with blood except color - this is alchemy!

Book Sailing found this interesting, so he shouted, "Senior Spirit Butterfly, are these pieces still useful? ”

“It's useless, and when it's broken, the strange energy inside it dissipates completely, without any research value.” The Spiritual Butterfly Venerable replied with words.

“Oh, how many will I pick up?” Song Shuhang bombed this piece of armor in his hand and made a crisp sound.

"'My little friend, do whatever you want,' said the spiritual butterfly honorer. ”

“Thank you, Senior.” So Song Shuhang picked up four larger pieces of armor and tried to fit them into the 'one inch shrink bag’. Because the armor has been broken, the mysterious power inside has dissipated, and Song Shuhang successfully loaded them into the 'one inch shrink bag’.

Spiritual Butterfly venerator stared at Song Shuhang's one inch shrink bag.

Cute rabbit? Much cuter than Sooko Yu. The honored person recalls the form of women's clothing before Song Shuhang... This Song Shuhang friend, from a certain angle, is really reassuring!

The spiritual butterfly honorer was in a great mood: “Sit tight. Next, let's go find Baidou. ”

Caiyun Fabao accelerated towards the underground melting hole position of ‘sir'.

At this time, Huang Shan Zhenjun's palace magic treasure.

The Daoists of "Jiuzhou No. 1 Group" were still communicating with each other after brushing the "Blood Demon", and suddenly the "theoretical vision" was reshaped.

Yet Huang Shan Zhenjun quietly left the crowd at the time of the smooth communication of the people.

He walked carefully to a room upstairs in the palace. There, a pathetic little street friend was held in custody - a slaughterhouse miscarried by black gossip, who also mistakenly thought that Lychee Fairy was black gossip and was beaten to death by Lychee Fairy again.

Huangshan Zhenjun pushed in.

Dunyi Ma Daoyou was stubborn and he was sealed with strength and thrown in bed. He still refuses to believe that the 'Lychee Fairy' he saw would be the Copper Gossip Fairy - how can there be such an easy-to-wear technique in the world?

In his heart, none of these guys are good people.

Especially seeing the sneaky appearance of Huang Shan Zhenjun. Dun Yi is a little nervous. What does this guy want?

“Don't be nervous, Dunn. I'm sure you've heard of this seat, Shinjun Huangshan?” Huangshan Zhenjun pulled a chair and sat down. "- Zhenjun is also a big figure in the Huaxia Brotherhood. Even Xuexianqi's feast will not be without his distinguished guest every time.

Dunyi glanced at Junjun Huangshan - seems to be somewhat like the legendary 'Senior Huangshan'?

“I don't know what Makoto is looking for.” Dun Yima made a noise, although he was unsure whether the other party was' Huangshan Zhenjun ’, but the other party's strength lay there, and it was a powerful Zhenjun.

Zhenjun Huangshan smiled: “I wonder, how many bullets do you have left from the Black Tiger Realm? ”

“Hmm?” Dunyi glanced puzzled at Shinjun Huangshan.

"Huangshan Zhenjun said:“ This seat is very interested in your bullets. So if you mean to sell, give me a price. ”

“How many bullets did Makoto want to buy me? There were six of them, and I used one of them in my experiment, and then another one, and four more.” Dunn Yima is a man of the same appearance - he has a doll face.

"Looks like Daoyou had plans to trade them," asked Shinjun Huangshan. Does Daoist have a psychological value? How about a report? ”

“Let me tell you in advance, I want a very high price.” Dunn Ma said - the price is low, he won't sell it.

“Daoyou, but it's okay to say that buying and selling is what you want. Rest assured, even if the price is high, I won't be forced to sell.” Huangshan Zhenjun soothed.

“Then I told you, I want 100,000 five-pint stones!” Dunn Ma bites the dental tract.

Spiritual stones are divided into nine grades according to the number and purity of spiritual powers contained therein, corresponding to the rank of the Brothers. In general, what level of monks use which level of spiritual stone practice is best and does not cause waste.

This price, of course, is no more than the entire home consumed by Dunn Yi Ma... but it also minimally compensates for his loss and has the extra money to buy a suitable flying sword without flying around on ‘Superman’.

But the price is still ridiculously high —— you know, when he was in the doorstep, people were willing to buy up to five bullets with 10,000 spirit stones.

“The price is reasonable.” Zhenjun Huangshan nodded: “Well, let's pay the money and pay the loan! ”

Zhenjun has recently discovered an extraordinarily large fortune... Shortly ago, the people of Zhenjun Huangshan discovered a spiritual stone vein on a satellite with a high degree of purity.

Seeing each other so happily, Dun Yima is a bit obsessive- look at him, it seems like he needs more spiritual stones, and the other will agree!

Did I lose? Are these bullets a treasure?

It's just that... since my price has already been reported, I'm sorry if I regret it. In case you piss off the real gentleman in front of you, if he doesn't buy it, does he have to keep four bullets to drink the northwest wind?

“Deal!” Dun Yima said, “Please untie me! ”

Huangshan Zhenjun was happy to untie Dunyi Mason and unseal the spiritual seal on him.

Two hands on the money, one hand on the goods, pleasant transaction.

“Deng Daoyou is such a delightful man.” After putting away four bullets, Zhenjun Huangshan took a very nice four-pin flying sword from his sleeve and handed it to Dong Yima: “I heard Daoyou Liu mentioned that Deng Daoyou had some minor problems with your stepping tools. I had a very fast flying sword here, so I gave it to Daoyou for stepping. ”

Dun Yima gratefully took over the flying sword, and then he quit Huang Shan Zhenjun.

Before leaving - Dunyi Ma Daoyou also made seven rounds and asked for the address of ‘Pharmacist Daoyou' from Huangshan Zhenjun's mouth.

Looks like his next stop is at Pharmacist Daoist.

Huang Shan Zhenjun pinched four bullets - if he guessed correctly, the four bullets may contain the 'power of time', which is the treasure of priceless.

After some time, we need to invite the honorable seniors of the group to gather and study these four bullets.

In that melting hole a hundred miles from the Chu family.

Once again, ‘sir' cautiously smeared some 'Chu family disciples' blood on four painting rolls.

Indeed, the four scrolls once again flashed dazzling rays of light!

“The secrets in the painting volume are absolutely related to the blood of the Chu disciples. But how exactly do we unlock the secrets?” Sir is distressed.

Sir only knows that the key to the secret of eternal life is hidden in these four paintings.

But he can be sure that the key is not the Sword Technique that the Chu family understood!

That key, it should be something more substantial.

Just thinking, all of a sudden... above the melting hole, blew up!

What's going on here?

Sir raised his head in surprise and looked over his head at the explosion.

He then saw a cactus-like figure landing from the top of the melting hole.

The figure is so perfect that it can't be described in words. Anyway, 'sir' just put all the adjective words in his mind about ‘perfect, beautiful, handsome, handsome', etc. on this figure.

Perhaps it's because this figure is too perfect? Or this figure has a strong affinity.

He knew that the other party had blown up a melting hole and broken in, but his heart could not be wary.

Eventually, the figure slowly landed and stayed in the void.

He doesn't use any power, he steps into the void.

“Are we finally here?” The white man dumped his hand, and then he glanced at the four scrolls beside him - yes, here he is!

“Senior, what brings you to my cave?” The gentleman offered a courtesy to the white honored, who finally restored himself to reason, while quietly mobilizing the power of the blood pool behind him.

Stand ready to attack each other.

“Ah, here it is.” The White Venerable coughed and explained: “Because of one of my characters' errors... Congratulations, you have gathered the four Sword Tips of the Chu family. Once the scrolls have been collected, they will summon me! ”

Sir: "…”

What the hell is wrong with this mess?

"Then, when I was summoned here, I was about to take the four scrolls. ”

“Impossible!” Sir shouted and pounced on four scrolls, while mobilizing the power of the blood pool to prepare to attack the white honored, shouting: “They belong to me, I will not let anyone bring them...”

Boom!

An 800-pound slap hit his face... sir only felt his body floating, cloud-driven fog, free-for-32-and-a-half weeks in the air... eventually hit the wall of the melting hole.

What just happened? He didn't see how they did it!

Immediately afterwards, sir saw the white figure reach out and put away the four scrolls, then resurfaced the void -- damn, damn, damn, he got the scrolls so easily, someone snatched them!

“Well, goodbye, Taoist.” The white man waved at Mr. and was about to leave the melting hole.

But when it was only two meters up, the white honored suddenly took a meal.

His eyes fell on the ‘Black Dragon Puppet' by the melting hole - oops, what a fine puppet!

Looks good. How's it coming?

Then the white honored fell from the void and squatted beside the puppet Black Dragon.

“Can I remove it?” The White Honored looked to the gentleman.

But before the other party answered, the white honored suddenly said to himself: “Forget it, I don't have to ask him, he's not a friend anyway. ”