Chapter 1777: cost

Duanmu Chasing Life and the three god-level alchemists were powerless.

It is impossible to find a **** emperor grade alchemist at the moment. When they find it, I am afraid that Duan Muxuan has already returned to the west.

Only Feng Wuchen could save Duan Muxuan's life.

A dead horse is a living horse doctor.

"Less dust." Wu Hao and others looked at Feng Wuchen.

"Little dust, please save my son." The beautiful woman kept begging.

"Can you save my grandson?" Duanmu walked out chasing his life and asked.

"It could have kept Duan Muxuan's body, but it's a pity that you were wasted by you arrogant and incompetent people." Feng Wuchen said blankly.

"This arrogant brat!" Situ Hao's old face twitched violently, wishing to smash his body into pieces.

But Wu Hao and others were here, and Situ Hao could only hold back his anger in his heart.

"You mean, you have a way to save the soul of my grandson?" Duanmu asked with a frown.

"I just said it, but you all think it's stupid, so I don't think it's necessary to show you the stupidity." Feng Wuchen said blankly.

"Hall Master, Young Master's breath has disappeared." One person suddenly said.

"What?" Duanmuxiong and the beautiful woman were shocked.

"Xuan'er! Xuan'er!" The beautiful woman rushed over immediately.

Duanmu Ruoshui slumped directly on the ground, completely desperate, tears of the elite kept rolling down, endless sadness flooded into his heart, and his mind was full of memories of his brother and sister.

"Hey..." Gao Moyang shook his head sadly, because these people's insults had missed the best opportunity.

Duanmu rushed forward in panic, tears in tears, and said sadly: "Xuan'er, Xuan'er."

"He is my son! Get out of me! Go and improve your realm! Get out of me!" Duan Muxiong roared furiously.

"Hall Master! Calm down first!" The Great Elder quickly persuaded.

"Huh! Old Duanmu, I see this wild boy knows how fast he is to save people, he is basically making excuses for his boasting of going to Haikou." A god-level alchemist dismissed.

"As soon as I came in, I talked nonsense and said that we were wasting time. Now that Young Master Duanmu is dead, he says that we are incompetent and that our status is deliberately humiliating us." Another god-level alchemist Sen said coldly.

"When people die, what can he say?" Another god-sovereign said coldly: "Elder Gao, I think you are looking for a living wild boy to humiliate us. Don't think you are a member of the Chamber of Commerce, we can tolerate you. insult!"

Looking at the faces of the three alchemists, the more Feng Wuchen looked at it, the more unhappy he became, and suddenly there was a feeling that he wanted to teach them.

Feng Wuchen smirked and laughed: "The three of you trash are the most **** among many alchemists. A group of frogs at the bottom of the well. They always think that they are amazing. I really don’t know what is worth your arrogance. Arrogant, are you good at refining alchemy? Or are you good at refining tools? Are you good at refining runes while still alive?"

"I don't think you three god-level alchemists are so powerful, you can't even solve your own fire poison, and you still have the face to pretend to be high." Feng Wuchen became more and more disdainful.

The three god-level alchemists turned green with anger. Looking at the Star Soul Realm, who would dare to insult them like this?

Everyone in the hall was also dumbfounded.

Someone dared to insult a god-level alchemist like this.

We must know that the three of Situ Hao have a transcendent status in the star soul world. Who dares to disrespect?

"I'm here to ask you, is Duan Muxuan still saved?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly, staring at the three god-level alchemists with idiotic eyes.

"Huh! Brat! You dare to talk nonsense! People are dead, how to save?" Situ Hao shouted angrily.

"You'd better confirm that Duan Muxuan is dead or alive, because I really question your abilities. I'm afraid that you three trash god-level alchemists will not even be able to distinguish between the dead and the living." Feng Wuchen sneered. .

The three of Situ Hao almost vomited blood for three liters of anger.

Who can't tell the dead and the living?

Duan Muxiong and the others were dumbfounded, and seemed to be able to hear what Feng Wuchen meant.

"Is there any help for the younger brother?" Duanmu Ruoshui looked towards Feng Wuchen in shock.

"Husband, is Xuan'er still saved?" The beautiful woman hurriedly asked.

"I don't know, but Xuan'er is indeed dead, but he said that, I feel that he can save Xuan'er." Duan Muxiong said blankly.

"Chairman Wu, you are here to determine whether Xia Duan Mu Xuan is alive or dead." Feng Wuchen said.

Wu Hao looked dumbfounded, wondering what Feng Wuchen wanted to do, could Feng Wuchen bring back to life?

"Little dust, Young Master Duanmu is dead and has no breath." Wu Hao said affirmatively.

His gaze shifted slightly, Feng Wuchen looked at Duanmu chasing his life, Feng Wuchen said: "Duanmu chasing his life, did you think I was talking nonsense just now? Duanmuxuan is dead, I want to save him, you have to give me a Ten billion superb **** spirit stones, this is your price for insulting me."

"Ten Billion Supreme God Spirit Stones?" Duan Muxiong and the others stared wide-eyed, this is simply a lion's mouth.

The three elders, Wu Hao and Gao Moyang, were also taken aback. Will the price be higher?

"Duan Muxuan is dead, can Young Master Chen really have a way to save him?" Wu Hao made a huge wave in his heart.

"You can think about not saving it. You decide whether your life is more important or the spirit stone is important." Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"Okay! If you can really save my grandson, 10 billion will be 10 billion!" Duanmu promised without hesitation, 10 billion in exchange for his grandson's life is worth it for him.

Looking at the three god-level alchemists, Feng Wuchen said again: "Don't you guys think I'm stupid? Don't you think I can't save Duanmu Xuan? Do you bet?"

"Huh! The old man is afraid that you will not succeed? The old man is dead, and the old man does not believe that you can come back to life!" Situ Hao shouted angrily.

"Hand over your storage quits." Feng Wuchen sneered, and at the same time took off his **** quits, sneered: "If you lose, the storage quits belong to me. This is one of the conditions, and the second one is I I'll talk about it after saving people, if I lose, this artifact belongs to you!"

"Divine artifact! Divine artifact storage ring!" Everyone on the scene opened their eyes wide, and they were all attracted by the artifact.

"Little dust, can you really save my brother?" Duanmu Ruoshui asked happily, feeling back to heaven from hell.

"Because of your doubts and insults to me, I was really disappointed. I didn't want to save them, but these alchemists really made me feel cold. I decided to let them pay the price for my insult and let them know that I am What a trash, I want them to be ruined in the Star Soul Realm!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"Huh! Arrogant!" Situhao said fiercely, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Great! Great! Xuan'er is saved!" The beautiful woman was overjoyed.

Duanmuxiong and Duanmu Ruoshui are also full of joy and expectation.

Does the magical power of revival really exist?

Everyone was very confused and very curious.