Chapter 1308: Get a Immortal Emperor-level weapon for free, your ancestor

The stall owner saw Bingtang and the others leave and curled his lips.

He immediately put on a courteous expression and said, "Sir, don't listen to their nonsense. All my things are fair and honest."

"Why don't I recommend something to you?" Tang Chen smiled.

Hong Dayu and Chen Mo were all stunned. Counter-selling?

The stall owner was also confused and said he didn't understand.

Tang Chen said softly, "I'll pick something from you. If the value exceeds one million Xianyuan Law Coins, you can pick three things for me. How about that?"

"What if it's not worth one million?" The stall owner asked back with a turn of his eyes.

Tang Chen smiled faintly and said, "Then I'll compensate you with one million Xianyuan Law Coins."

"Okay, then you choose, everyone can testify."

The stall owner was happy in his heart. No matter what, he didn't lose out on this account, but made a lot of money.

The pedestrians in front of the stall heard such an interesting thing and gathered around.

"Is this because he has too much money?"

"The things this rat sells are mostly rubbish. This guy is doomed to fail."

"Over the years, he has deceived hundreds of people."

Many people shook their heads.

Hong Dayu frowned and wanted to persuade Tang Chen not to do this.

But Chen Mo waved his hand. The master must have his own ideas for doing this.

Tang Chen didn't care what others thought and said softly: "Take that thing that looks like a small clock for identification."

Although the stall owner was cunning and could not cheat people, he really didn't dare to do anything with so many people watching.

"Okay, I'll have someone come over to take a look." The stall owner picked up the small clock and nodded.

The small clock was also wrapped in thick mud. No breath or fluctuations penetrated it. It looked loose and ordinary.

Pedestrians clicked their tongues. It was definitely doomed to fail.

After a while, another red-maned rat came over. It looked a little old and was wearing a pair of glasses.

The stall owner handed the small bell to the tribesmen to see. The voices around them unconsciously quieted down and watched silently.

Not long after, the red-maned rat was surprised and said, "This is the Void Spirit Destruction Bell. A man named Jiakang used it back then. Now his tribesmen are still offering a reward for this small bell, and there are millions of Xianyuan Law Coins."

Wow!

In an instant, the noise became loud.

The eyes of the people in front of the stall changed when they looked at Tang Chen. There was weirdness, shock, and even disbelief.

When the stall owner heard this, he laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. The rows of teeth made people feel creepy.

"How is it?" Tang Chen raised his eyebrows.

The stall owner said quickly, "Sir, you can choose three of them."

He only needs to return the Void Destruction Bell to Jiakang's family, and he can receive a million Xianyuan Law Coins, which is a windfall.

In the eyes of the stall owner, most of his goods are garbage anyway.

Three pieces don't matter, they are not painful or itchy.

Tang Chen took the small hammer that Bingtang mentioned just now, and then picked two broken stones.

"Just these three." He smiled lightly.

The stall owner took a look, and then asked quietly, "Sir, is what you chose very valuable?"

"Do you really want to know?" Tang Chen asked back with a smile.

The stall owner saw this look, and for some reason he trembled slightly, and shook his head quickly.

Tang Chen did not stay in front of this stall for long, and continued to walk forward with Hong Dayu, Chen Mo and others.

On the way, Hong Dayu couldn't help asking, "Tang Chen, is the treasure you chose really good?"

"Let's count it, it's probably more than 10,000 Xianyuan Law Coins, I estimate." Tang Chen said calmly.

This sentence scared Hong Dayu and the others. Isn't it a treasure of the Xiandi level?

[Violent Demon Hammer: A weapon used by the Great Immortal Emperor Molten Demon, which contains secrets and was lost in the interstellar sea after his death...]

Tang Chen glanced at the small hammer in his hand and felt very happy.

Of course, he was happy to get a Xiandi-level weapon for free.

But the only person who could come up with all kinds of free methods was Tang Chen, who was the ancestor of free.

[White Ancient Dragon Armor: Xiandi-level protective gear. ]

[Pan: Xiandi-level weapon, suitable for people who practice the advanced laws of the earth system. 】

The other two stones contain treasures, but they are reduced to the size of mung beans and are difficult to check.

The white ancient dragon armor is for Chen Mo, and the plate is for Xisa.

Tang Chen is strengthening their combat power, and it is impossible for him to protect them all the time.

Tang Chen, who is in a good mood, continues to move forward, hoping to find good things again.

Boom!

Suddenly, a cold frost came from the gap in the crowd, and a fight seemed to have broken out in front.

"Twelve tribes, Bet Uruka, what do you want to do!"

"In our tribe, if you are interested in a girl, you have to approach her directly, hahaha!"

The shouting and the rampant voice are intertwined, and then covered by the noisy voices.

Indistinctly, Tang Chen and the others can see that the Binghua Sect Bingtang girls just now were surrounded by people.

There is one person Tang Chen is particularly familiar with, that is, Uruka who was crushed by him a few months ago.

Hong Dayu's eyes were slightly cold, and he said with a sound of "Puh", "These people from the Twelve Tribes are like barbarians."

"Let's go, Sister Bingtang helped me, we can't let her suffer any injustice." Tang Chen narrowed his eyes and grinned.

Although he could also find the violent demon hammer, Sister Bingtang kindly reminded him that this was fate.

In the square, pedestrians around have been pushed away by the people of the twelve tribes.

Bingtang and her beautiful eyes stared at the two people in front of them with anger, one of whom was Uruka, who was laughing.

The other one was named Bet, from the Fire Dragon Tribe.

He looked quite heroic, with bronze skin, strong muscles, and a strong and hot breath.

"Sister Bingtang, come with me to the Fire Dragon Tribe." Bet grinned.

Bingtang's eyes were full of disgust, and she said, "If you don't get out of the way, my sister will kill you!"

"Hahaha, what about your sister, I'll take her in too!" Bet laughed wildly.

The people around saw such a cute girl being surrounded inside, and felt pity, but they couldn't do anything to Bet Uruka.

Uruka gave a bad idea and said, "Brother Bet, take it away quickly, otherwise there will be trouble."

The Twelve Tribes still have some bad habits, they will grab whatever they like, especially in the sea of ​​​​stars where there is no owner.

Bet nodded slightly and slowly stretched out his arm to grab the rock sugar.

At this time, Tang Chen and others had already approached.

The people of the Twelve Tribes looked fierce and said fiercely: "Get away, don't you know we are the Twelve Tribes?"

"I know, so I will be more ruthless." Tang Chen sneered.

Bang!

Suddenly, a heart-breaking sound of flesh collision sounded.

I saw the tribesmen of the Twelve Tribes flying out, and the whole person almost leaned back.

He knelt heavily on the ground, his face was pale, his eyes bulged, and his appearance was really too miserable.

Uruka's expression changed, and he shouted angrily: "Who!"

The next second, his expression became extremely wonderful, and his pupils reflected Tang Chen.

"Your ancestors." Tang Chen grinned.