The Mightiest Little Peasant

"clang!"

The bell rang, and inside the door of chemistry, another glory burst out.

"It's Dan!"

Everyone fixed their eyes and whispered.

It was obviously a pill bottle, and it must have been pill, but I did not know what kind of pill was inside.

From the beginning of the ceremony to the present, hundreds of people have passed by, and there are many things to get. Among them, there are many elixirs. Although they are all ancient elixirs, the difference is still very big.

Some are more precious, and they are now rare elixirs with high value. Some are mediocre, but they are ordinary elixirs, which is blood loss.

The disciple standing in front of the door hesitated for a while before taking it forward and opening the bottle cap.

Suddenly, the body of the bottle trembled violently, and a divine light rose into the sky.

At the same time, there were babies crying.

"Look! It's a baby!"

"It's Danying! This Dan...is fine!"

Everyone exclaimed immediately, his face changed greatly.

The disciple first froze, then laughed, showing ecstasy.

No matter what immortality this is, as long as it is refined, it is a valuable treasure.

"Where to run!"

He rushed up hurriedly, grabbed the baby, put it away in a hurry, and then retreated with satisfaction.

On this trip, he made a lot of money!

"This guy is lucky!"

"An elaborate ancient elixir is absolutely comparable to a magical elixir. If it is a high-level elixir, the effect will be several times stronger."

Everyone talked, and the tone was a little envious.

Even Tang Hao couldn't help but glanced at the foreigner disciple, his eyes eager.

"Good baby!"

Tang Hao muttered.

In the Nether Starry Sky, whether it is immortality or grass, it is easier to become essence, but in this ancient continent, it is not easy to become essence. This is the first time that Tang Hao came to the ancient ancient continent.

Tang Hao was a little tickled, wondering when he would hit a stick and robbed this guy.

Even, he wanted to ransack all the people here.

In his eyes, these clan geniuses, as well as the 33 or 33 days of pride, are all fat sheep. Since he hit them the first time he saw them, he was taken care of.

But after struggling for a long time, Tang Hao sighed and gave up the idea.

To really move these people, they will be chased down by the world.

Especially those who are thirty-three days old are more difficult to mess with than their clans.

"Ah! What a pity!"

When he thought of passing by with a lot of babies, Tang Hao couldn't help but sighed and grieved.

"Brother, what?"

Seeing Gao Dayong aside, he couldn't help wondering.

What a sigh, Brother Stone!

"Nothing, I just kind of envy!"

Tang Hao hurriedly said.

"Ah!" Gao Dayong couldn't help but sigh and scolded, "This group of tortoises and grandchildren, how lucky is that! If Lao Tzu had this kind of luck, it would be sent!"

The disciple disciples also resented on Thursday.

Although they are all handymen, they are all self-proclaimed by the disciples of the Taoist gate, and they have always been uncomfortable with these foreign disciples.

The square boiled for a while before anyone stepped forward and the ceremony continued.

Soon, those clan disciples all took turns, and the thirty-three days began to play.

Those clans came from one person, but the people in the thirty-three days were different. There were seven or eight in the first place, and all of them came with a lot of treasures, which is much more than those of the clans.

The least is two or three times, that is, three or four billion spar, more than 300,000 plants and trees, plus three or four thousand robbers, Tang Hao said.

However, even if they put in a lot, their luck seems to be no different from those of the clan disciples. The fine elixir remained flat, and no better treasures appeared.

Thirty-three days there were not many people, and it quickly passed.

But the fifteen eldest sons of the heavens remained immobile, standing in the air, looking down with cold eyes, without any intention of ending.

Those formal disciples watched this for a moment before they stepped forward and invested in treasures one after another.

Compared with the previous foreign disciples, the treasures brought out by these disciples are much colder. The spars are millions of, and occasionally tens of millions, but they are rare, and there are thousands of plants and trees.

As for the robbery, there are fewer.

After all, those foreign disciples are standing behind large clans, with a huge body and profound heritage, which is not comparable to small disciples.

However, despite the low investment, their luck was not bad. Treasures, rare remedies, and high-level spirits and other treasures emerged from the door from time to time, attracting cheers from the square, and all the disciples were also enthusiastic. Soaring.

"Another seven-robber weapon!"

"A bottle of ancient Zhenshen Pill!"

"Gosh! Look, that's an eight-tribulation weapon! It seems to be an emperor weapon!"

When another emperor appeared, the whole square boiled.

"Haha! This is the ancestral spirit!"

"Not bad!"

There are a lot of elders who can't help but smile.

No matter how good the baby was before, it was someone else's, and now it came out that belonged to his fortune gate. The more such treasures, the better.

After the Emperor Artifact, many treasures were born, making the atmosphere in the square continue to rise.

This group of disciples has tens of thousands of people, and it took a few hours to complete all the rounds.

"It's our turn!"

A group of handy disciples rushed forward excitedly.

However, at that moment, the figures in mid-air suddenly moved. One of the figures standing on the back of the dragon flicked violently, but disappeared out of thin air. When it reappeared, it was in front of the gate of fortune.

This person shone a dazzling light all over the body, like a god's mansion, it was the prince who was too vain!

Hearing the movement behind him, he glanced back, slightly stunned.

Are these not miscellaneous!

Why did you come here?

When will the handyman qualify for the ceremony?

But he didn't care, and his expression quickly regained his indifference, not to mention the handyman, that is, the group of formal disciples, in his eyes, the presence of ants.

"roll!"

He drank coldly.

A handful of miscellaneous servants stopped at once, silent.

"What a big shelf!"

Tang Hao murmured somewhat.

The vain son was about to turn around. Hearing this, his figure stopped, his eyes turned, and he stabbed toward Tang Hao like a cold power.

The Quartet was a clatter, some boiled.

Everyone followed the voice and looked over, there was an incredible look on the face.

In this world, there are people who dare to rebel against the prince who is too empty?

Moreover, this is still a handyman?

"This guy... idiot!"

Everyone looked at it, and all laughed, and their eyes became a little pitiful. In their eyes, this poor handy disciple was already a dead man!