MTL - Eternal Reverence-Chapter 1220 Combat

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Cui Hao first withdrew from the auction.

He can see that Li Fuchen and hoarfrost are inevitable for the Soul Sword. The final price of this sword may be above the billions of stones, a little beyond his budget.

The second one to withdraw from the bid is the black dragon teaching disciple, the cold young man, what is the reason for him to withdraw from the bidding, no one knows.

Finally, only Li float and hoarfrost are left.

"Nine billion." Li Fuchen raised his hand.

"100 billion." Baishuang added 10 billion in one breath.

"110 billion." Li Fuchen also added 10 billion.

This is not to deflate, but to tell each other, their determination.

In the end, hoarfrost had no choice but to give up.

There are only 100 billion Chinese stone in her body.

"Congratulations." The hoarfrost secretly conveyed to Li Fuchen.

Li floats: "Maybe there is a mysterious sword in the back, this sword, I laughed first."

For this extreme level of the mysterious artifact, the sword is very popular.

Ziyun gods are different from Xiaoqian gods. Anything here, as long as it achieves perfect quality, can be met, especially artifacts.

Unlike the Xiaoqian gods, although the artifacts are divided into five grades, in fact, getting the Ziyun gods, the ultimate artifact, is only equivalent to the excellent class.

This is mainly because the probability of the **** of the gods is too low, and occasionally one or two, only a small part of the perfect level artifact and the ultimate artifact, and the entire small gods Compared with the artifact, a drop of water, a drop of water in the sea, is not worth mentioning.

Therefore, they do not know, the true perfect level artifact, power is beyond their own level, the perfect level of the lower artifact, power can be comparable to the ordinary level of the central artifact, the ultimate level of artifact, power can be comparable to the middle level of the artifact.

Li Fuchen has been using the upper spirit of the sword, the quality is perfect.

However, it is said that the perfect level and even the ultimate level of the upper spirit artifact sword, power can not reach the level of the next level of artifact.

Like the level of strength, the small realm is better than the past, and the big realm is not to overstep.

If the perfection level and the ultimate level spirit artifact are compared to the spirit master, the lower metaphysical artifact is the mysterious god. The gap between the two is too big to be compensated.

He paid 110 billion Chinese stone, and Li Fuchen got the sword of the Soul.

“It’s not the ultimate level of the mysterious artifact.”

The hand grasped the moment of the Soul Sword, Li Fuchen felt that there was an extraordinary sword gas surging in the Sword of the Soul, and compared with this sword, Li Fuchen's own sword is too weak.

"The piece of the silver hammer that I got, the quality is only ordinary, and the power is already very powerful. It can raise the strength of an ordinary spirit to the level of the middle spirit. I don't know the power of this sword." To what point."

Li Fuchen is looking forward to the power of the Soul Sword.

The gap between him and the next mysterious **** has been narrowed indefinitely. Even, it may not be weaker than the weakest lower god. But as long as he lives to a certain age, the strength must be extremely powerful and cannot be speculated by common sense.

Now that there is a Soul Sword, Li Fuchen is confident that he can fight with most of the lower gods.

Li Fuchen just talked about it, but his casual talk about it was fulfilled. At the auction, there was another mysterious sword.

Only this time, it is a medium-sized Xuan artifact long sword, the quality is ordinary level, the starting price of 10 billion Chinese stone.

In the end, the hoarfrost won the mysterious sword with a price of 30 billion.

"Congratulations." Li Fuchen voiced hoarfrost.

Hoarfrost picked a good-looking brow. "The average-level metaphysical artifact is too common. It is better than nothing!"

Compared with the ultimate level of the mysterious artifact, the ordinary level of the metaphysical artifact is indeed very common, there is no special feature, it is also a higher level, contains a lot of mysterious power, and correspondingly, the demand for the holder is also high.

The hoarfrost estimated that she could only provoke up to ten times of the medium-sized mysterious sword. If there were more, the spiritual power would be exhausted.

After the auction went on, the level of the items gradually increased. Gradually, the spirits no longer quoted, and the lower descendants of the mysterious family and the sectarian disciples began to quote.

"500 billion."

Nangong Feifeng raised his hand.

She is bidding for an excellent mid-level Xuan Shen technique seal stone.

The level reached the level of mysterious gods, and began to integrate the mysterious magical skills created by myself. It can be so creatively created by the mysterious gods. The Nangong Feifeng spent thousands of years, and only created a normal-level lower-level magical skill.

Therefore, an excellent mid-level Xuan Shen technique seal stone is very important to her.

Hey!

Seeing these mysterious gods offer, the spirits are stunned.

Compared with the mysterious god, their point of view is not enough to see.

The auction was finally over, and some people were happy.

Li Fuchen saw that the black dragon teaches the cold young man to stare at him.

Li Fuchen didn't care too much. After getting the sword of the Soul, he stared at him not only the black dragons, but also Cui Hao, and other family members and sectarian disciples.

The husband is guilty of sin.

The ultimate level of the mysterious artifact is too hot, it is difficult not to cause some people's embarrassment.

Under the leadership of one of the organizers, a lower god, everyone came to the vast garden from the auction venue.

The garden is full of flowers and charming atmosphere.

In the middle of the garden, there is a large open space, surrounded by open spaces, pavilions and pavilions.

"This is the location of the gambling." Yan Beishan introduced.

He didn't make a shot at the auction. He had a long knife, and he had already had it. It was a perfect grade of the mysterious artifact of the family. His true strength is actually less than the ordinary spirit, but the first-class upper position. Spiritual god.

There are few people, choose pavilions, many people, choose the pavilion.

There were only two people in Yanbeishan and Li Fuchen, and they chose a small pavilion to sit in.

There are tables and chairs in the pavilion, and the table is full of snacks and fruits. It looks so tempting.

Picking up a colorful fruit, Yan Beishan took a sip and said to Li Fushi: "When the gambling fights, the two sides will take out the color, only the two sides agree, the gambling will begin, and if anyone wants to fight with you, You must not be impulsive."

Yan Beishan is afraid that Li Fu will suffer losses, reminding him.

"I know."

Li float nodded.

In the second floor pavilion, the second floor, Cui Hao lived in the first seat. Other places were sitting on the children of Cui's family. One of the Cui family's children looked at Li Fu's dust far away and hugged the injustice: "Hao Ge, I will gamble with you." In the last game, see if you can get the Sword of the Soul."

Cui Haodao: "The other party is not a fool. How can I use the Soul Sword as a color head? What's more, if he takes out the Soul Sword, I will come up with the treasure of the corresponding value or the **** stone."

Cui Hao naturally hopes that Li Fuchen can take the split soul sword as a color head. He is extremely confident in his own strength. He is also an ordinary spiritual master. He is much better than the average ordinary spiritual master.

Unlike the Yanbei Mountain, it seems to be an ordinary spiritual master. In fact, the real strength is only the first-class upper spirit.

"Scorpio brother, you said that the spirit of the spirit brought by Yan Beishan, the strength is at least the middle spirit level?" Chen Yu surprised.

The spirit master is not a Chinese cabbage. The ordinary spirit master is relatively rare in Huangfeng City, and the middle spirit master is less common.

Fortunately, he invited the powerful spiritual master from Tianzhu, otherwise, this time he may have to suffer a big loss.

I don't care about Scorpio: "Relax, even if he is a powerful spiritual master, he must drink hate in my hands."

The same is the difference between the spiritual master, the medium spiritual master and the powerful spiritual master. The gap between the powerful spiritual master and the powerful spiritual master is not small.

The next session of the Cang Lan Ling main list will be able to break into the list.

Therefore, Li Fengchen does not care at all. What he really cares about is the spiritual master on the list of the spirits.

"I don't know how many spirits will appear in this gambling."

In a pavilion, Nangong Feifeng sat inside, on both sides of her, two maids of the upper spirit.

She participated in this gathering mainly to recruit the spiritual master.

Previously, only three five-star sacred beasts and thirty-six four-star sacred beasts were involved in the domain of the beasts. Now, in the Canglan City, almost all the sacred beasts are involved, and the Nangong family is under great pressure.

And who knows, there is still a small secret in the secret of the domain of the beast, this small secret, restricting the entry of the mysterious god, only the spirit can enter.

Therefore, all the great beasts are recruiting the spirit.

So far, Nangong Feifeng has recruited some spiritual masters, but they are all ordinary spiritual masters.

In order to gain something in a small secret, Nangong Feifeng feels that at least one medium spirit leader should lead.

When the Nangong Feifeng thoughts flew, the gambling began.

"Qian Guang, come out and fight!"

"Zhong Ming, I want you to fight with you, what about your color? Don't be too stingy."

"I have a billion of Chinese stone."

"Well, I promise you, I also have one billion Chinese stone."

After talking about the good-looking head, on the open space, two figures appeared and instantly got up.

These two people are not spiritual masters. They are only second-rate spiritual gods, so there are not many people watching them seriously. Everyone is waiting for the spirit to play.

The battle of the Spirit Lord is wonderful.

However, there have been dozens of gambling in a row, and there has not been a spirit.

"Beishan brother, I don't know the one around you, but the lord, my friend wants to fight with him." In a pavilion, a young man is on the Yanbei Mountain Road.

Yan Beishan looked at each other. This person he knew, called Wang Tao, the other's family is also a five-star family, but not as strict as the family, only the median domain **** in the family.

Yan Beishan did not immediately agree to the other party, but asked Li Fushi Road: "Floating Brother, what do you mean?"

He did not know that Li Fuchen was willing to fight.

The gambling gambling, there is a gambling component, who knows where the strength of the other party has reached, and it is terrible to kick the iron plate.

"As long as the color is enough, I can gamble." Li Fuchen is very lacking in the stone. Before the refining of the **** stone earned by Shen Dan, it took more than half of it at once, completely useless. If you can earn some stone on the gambling, That would be great.

As for losing, he never thought about it.

Not to mention the ordinary spiritual master, the medium spiritual master and even the powerful spiritual master. Even if it is the spiritual master on the list of the blue spirit, Li Fuchen is not too concerned, except those who are ranked very high.

Seeing that Li Fuchen has the meaning of gambling, Yan Beishan began to talk to the other party. "Wang Tao, my friend is willing to fight, but it depends on your color. Not too much, then it is still."

With the strength of Li Fuchen's powerful spirit, it is still very confident to win this gamble. It is not good to seize the opportunity. Yanbei Mountain will stop.

In the end, the color talks between the two sides are 20 billion Chinese stone.

"Floating dust brother, come on." Yan Beishan Road.

Li Fuchen stood up. "I will come when I go."

There are a lot of two billions of Chinese stone gods. He wants to refine the gods of half a month to earn.